so at the beginning of this year I moved schools. it wasn’t because I was bullied or had no friends or anything like that, it was simply because I was bored of my old school.
you see, I used to go to an all-girls collage which, at the start was great! I was so excited to be leaving all the gross boys from my primary school behind, and in fact I loved going to a single sex school for the first three years.
Year 7,8 and 9 were a breeze. although I was given a huge shock at the beginning adapting to the workload, size of the school and the challenge of making friends I felt comfortable in an all-girls environment to grow up, mature, find myself and generally just develop on my journey to becoming a woman.
the main thing that I loved about being at a single sex school was the comfortability that I felt with my grade. everyone knew their place. I didn’t care what people thought of me. everyone knew each other really well. I had a group of close friends that supported and guided me. and finally I had nothing to be self-conscious about.
this positivity and love for school began to go downhill in year 9 when my group began to split, become bitchy and hang out with a boys group from another school. for the next year and a half there were continuous fights amongst sub-groups within our big group. this became tiring and a major effort for me because I was good friends with both the groups, and while they didn’t like each other they both liked me and I liked both of them. my bestfriend Eliza and I essentially became the glue that held everyone together.
I had always planned on moving to a co-ed school when I got to year 11 and after such a long period of friendship issues and bad teachers I couldn’t wait to leave. My best friend, however, was dreading my leaving her and at the very last moment she decided she would move schools too. only we didn’t go to the same new school.
I arrived at my new school at the begging of this year as a fresh faced senior. I was eager to make new friends, meet some hot guys, go to parties and start a fresh with my learning. going into school I only knew 3 boys from primary school, but I hadn’t talked to them since, and 1 other girl from my school moved across as well, only we weren’t friends and I didn’t intend on becoming friends.
at the beginning it was hard. like I mean HARD! I never realised the confidence that you need to move schools and was constantly faced with the challenge of talking to strangers and engaging in flowing conversation. for the first few weeks I was really just trying to find my feet. there were just so many changes from my last school to this one- this was co-ed, my old grade only had 80 people while this had 350, my old school was really small and this was massive!!
luckily for me I had some help from one of the boys that I knew from primary school, John. John is one of the sweetest and nicest boys that I have ever met. but he’s like my brother, so nothing would be happening there!! haha
over the past few months I have changed groups A LOT, met heaps of new people, been in fights, made some people that I will be friends with forever and finally settled down into a group. my group only consists of girls, which in some ways is good, but in others bad.
since moving schools I feel like I have gained a lot of confidence in interacting with others but I have lost so much in myself. I don’t think that anyone really seems to notice but in the past couple of weeks especially I have.
I am now moving forward into year 12 and hope that my new school continues to supply all the laughs and comforts that it has in this year, and maybe even a boyfriend! 🙂