So I’m spending my Saturday afternoon helping out a friend currently undertaking year 12 English. Oh what a joy.. One can only experience nostalgia when reminiscing on year 12… ( the sarcasm in my voice isn’t as apparent I intended). Ahhhh the good old days where I’d sit in the solitary confinements of my room as I cried the nights away, thinking of the horror that is the final examination. If there’s one thing I learnt from the experiences of year 12 it’s this: you’re allowed to have your own voice, you’re allowed to write about things you’re passionate about…. But you can’t do it in school. It’s all about the constraints presided by the tyranny that is the institution. On a slightly less pessimistic tone, I would encourage you all to start your own blog. It’s a great way to share your innovative ideas, ideas that can only be claimed by you once posted 🙂