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General Discussion => General Discussion Boards => Other General Discussion => Topic started by: alondouek on December 28, 2012, 02:24:44 am
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So, class of 2012, did you have a specific moment that defined VCE for you? Something that captured the organised chaos that VCE is?
For me, it was the look on my English teacher's face when she saw my study score. I had done very little work for English the entire year, and she often noted that I "have the potential for high 40's", but that I'll "probably get low 20's". The look on her face when she saw my 48 fluctuated between shock, horror and happiness. Kudos to her though, she's a great teacher!
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Hmm. I'm not sure there's any one moment that could possible encapsulate my entire VCE, as colourful as it was. There is, however, a moment that jumped out at me when I read the post and quite possibly one of the VCE moments I won't forget for a long time.
Essentially, I'd received some really bad results at the end of Term 1 and my English teacher sought me out after school to ask me if I were okay. I ended up bawling my eyes out for an hour in an empty room while he sat there listening to me rant and gasp for breath haha. It was the same day I began the blog I kept throughout Year 12 as an outlet, the same day I decided to be a teacher, and the same day I decided to actively make sure everyone else was doing well instead of just helping when they asked me.
I wrote on my blog:
I was fine enough, but my English teacher - if you're there, God please bless him - came to my room last period to ask if I were okay; I seemed upset at the end of English. Just to ask me if I was okay. It was the question that set me off mostly. People ask it lots with that cocked head, pushed-down eyebrows and sharp sentence - but this time he was really asking. It was as if he could SEE. As if he could just see what was in my head- God, curse him for that.
Cue second breakdown. I almost made it through term 1 with only 1, but on the last day I just had to double my total. So I sat in a room and cried in front of another grown fucking man. Credit to him. What a truly wonderful person. It is not important for me to write down the words that were said in the classroom but I'll always remember that man for who he is.
I also decided to help fellow students as much as I can. Fuck the system. You can give me a fucking competition you utter prick, but you will not change who I am. There is no reason why plenty of people can't get equally good scores. I won't let you taint the good in me. You don't fight society through apathy. You swim with the stream and jump out of the water whenever the fuck you feel like it. So yes, I'll play the game, with my own damn rulebook.
Exhale.
That was a pretty defining moment.
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Wow, that was intense... I hope you got through the rest of the year in a happier way :)
Yeah, I cried in front of my methods teacher a few times over the course of the year; it takes moments like those to realise how professional, kind and caring these people actually are.
Also, your blog sounds fascinating, I'd love to have a read of it (if you don't mind, of course).
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I also decided to help fellow students as much as I can. Fuck the system. You can give me a fucking competition you utter prick, but you will not change who I am. There is no reason why plenty of people can't get equally good scores. I won't let you taint the good in me. You don't fight society through apathy. You swim with the stream and jump out of the water whenever the fuck you feel like it. So yes, I'll play the game, with my own damn rulebook.
Exhale.[/i]
That was a pretty defining moment.
And that is why he is called a Legend :P
Not a 2012er (am a 2011er but still), I don't think there were many largely defining moments for me, maybe getting the scholarship text while sitting in McDonalds :P, but rather a combination of a large number of small things that added up to make the year what it was. Just helping others where I could, trying to keep everyone in a positive mindset and not to go nuts, and the feeling once it was finally over.
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A much happier way :). That day was sort of a catalyst, which is why I remember it so well.
They really are some of the best of society, IMO.
I'm really sorry but it's not something I generally share! Other than myself there are only four other people that have the link - it's sort of parallel to allowing someone inside your own consciousness if you know what I mean. Sorry :)
Hahahaha Ily Battman <3
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You might want to set your blog to private OlympianLegend. Isn't tough to find with a simple Google search.
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You might want to set your blog to private OlympianLegend. Isn't tough to find with a simple Google search.
Yeh surprisingly it was easier to find than expected...
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...Son of a bitch that was stupid.
Edit: Oh well, no one I'm going to see very regularly has the link and I probably said half of the same things on IRC anyway. Man that was really dumb. (See guys! A high ATAR doesn't make you smart all on its own!! ;))
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I admire you for that OlympianLegend :o
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I admire you for that OlympianLegend :o
For what?
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I have had a few good and bad
Bad: My theatre studies performance exam! i spent ages perfecting it and working till i was happy with it. I even had sound as my stagecraft, which took me a while to create. Last quarter my nerves got the best of me and i forgot my lines which i so obviously knew well. After i had finished i burst into tears in front of my examiners, they looked speechless. They offered to help take out my stagecraft (which they arn't allowed to do) because i was a mess. My theatre teacher spent the whole 40 min bus ride back to school trying to make me feel better. She told me throughout the year that i had the potential to make top class, got a B+ for my performance result :(
Good: recieving a 46 for psychology and proving the select entry co-ord wrong (the whole year she was discouraging and told me i wasn't good enough) Have my psych teacher on FB and he told me at the staff xmas party he went up to her and said sarcastically 'wow what you said, must of really helped Kate get her 46'. He said her look was speechless, best teacher ever! haha
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My defining moment of VCE was when I graduated
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im a 2013er, but i did bio last year, so i guess i still qualify for this page? :)
Just for some background information, i dont go to a snazzy/amazing school, but nevertheless i was known as the science nerd since about year 8, because of my unconditional love for biology and chemistry, and my results during early highschool replicated this passion (nothing less than 98% for 3 years straight - year 8 to year 10)
i did poorly on one of my biology sacs last year (the grade wasnt bad as such, 22/25, but my ranking was left in tatters), and the VCE coordinator of my school pulled me out of spare the day after i got my sac result to 'have a casual discussion'. She took me into her office and asked whether i wanted to talk about anything, and i started bawling my eyes out, saying that i had lost my chance of a 40+ because from first rank i had honestly slipped to almost the middle of the class in one sac (no joke). She looked at me with genuine concern and said, 'you can retake the sac if you want, but I dont think you should worry too much about your ranking, i have that under control'. i looked at her inquiringly and she just gave me a convincing nod and a significant glance and finished up by saying 'you will get a 40+ in biology if its the last thing i do'. Since then i tried really hard and when i got my ss, i called my vce coordinator and all she said was 'I dont understand why youre all that surprised. I told you i would get you a 40+ didnt I? I never break a promise you know'.
...best person ive ever met.
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Eating 6 crunchies before the unit 4 biology exam! I was on such a high during the exam! yolo~
epic vce moment!
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im a 2013er, but i did bio last year, so i guess i still qualify for this page? :)
Just for some background information, i dont go to a snazzy/amazing school, but nevertheless i was known as the science nerd since about year 8, because of my unconditional love for biology and chemistry, and my results during early highschool replicated this passion (nothing less than 98% for 3 years straight - year 8 to year 10)
i did poorly on one of my biology sacs last year (the grade wasnt bad as such, 22/25, but my ranking was left in tatters), and the VCE coordinator of my school pulled me out of spare the day after i got my sac result to 'have a casual discussion'. She took me into her office and asked whether i wanted to talk about anything, and i started bawling my eyes out, saying that i had lost my chance of a 40+ because from first rank i had honestly slipped to almost the middle of the class in one sac (no joke). She looked at me with genuine concern and said, 'you can retake the sac if you want, but I dont think you should worry too much about your ranking, i have that under control'. i looked at her inquiringly and she just gave me a convincing nod and a significant glance and finished up by saying 'you will get a 40+ in biology if its the last thing i do'. Since then i tried really hard and when i got my ss, i called my vce coordinator and all she said was 'I dont understand why youre all that surprised. I told you i would get you a 40+ didnt I? I never break a promise you know'.
...best person ive ever met.
'you can retake the sac if you want, but I dont think you should worry too much about your ranking, i have that under control'.
That sentence doesn't sit too well.
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'you can retake the sac if you want, but I dont think you should worry too much about your ranking, i have that under control'.
That sentence doesn't sit too well.
oops. was meant to read 'you can retake the sac if you want, but i dont think you should worry too much about your ranking. I have that under control'
forgot the fullstop. i didnt really understand what my coordinator was saying either, but im literally quoting her :) nevertheless, she is an amazing woman
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41 in english. Dang...:P
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Your teacher meant she was going to skew your marks upward web entering it into VASS.
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oops. was meant to read 'you can retake the sac if you want, but i dont think you should worry too much about your ranking. I have that under control'
forgot the fullstop. i didnt really understand what my coordinator was saying either, but im literally quoting her :) nevertheless, she is an amazing woman
I meant the insinuation of cheating. That is not amazing. That is wrong on so many levels, can't believe you don't find this appalling.
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Hmm. I'm not sure there's any one moment that could possible encapsulate my entire VCE, as colourful as it was. There is, however, a moment that jumped out at me when I read the post and quite possibly one of the VCE moments I won't forget for a long time.
Essentially, I'd received some really bad results at the end of Term 1 and my English teacher sought me out after school to ask me if I were okay. I ended up bawling my eyes out for an hour in an empty room while he sat there listening to me rant and gasp for breath haha. It was the same day I began the blog I kept throughout Year 12 as an outlet, the same day I decided to be a teacher, and the same day I decided to actively make sure everyone else was doing well instead of just helping when they asked me.
I wrote on my blog:
I was fine enough, but my English teacher - if you're there, God please bless him - came to my room last period to ask if I were okay; I seemed upset at the end of English. Just to ask me if I was okay. It was the question that set me off mostly. People ask it lots with that cocked head, pushed-down eyebrows and sharp sentence - but this time he was really asking. It was as if he could SEE. As if he could just see what was in my head- God, curse him for that.
Cue second breakdown. I almost made it through term 1 with only 1, but on the last day I just had to double my total. So I sat in a room and cried in front of another grown fucking man. Credit to him. What a truly wonderful person. It is not important for me to write down the words that were said in the classroom but I'll always remember that man for who he is.
I also decided to help fellow students as much as I can. Fuck the system. You can give me a fucking competition you utter prick, but you will not change who I am. There is no reason why plenty of people can't get equally good scores. I won't let you taint the good in me. You don't fight society through apathy. You swim with the stream and jump out of the water whenever the fuck you feel like it. So yes, I'll play the game, with my own damn rulebook.
Exhale.
That was a pretty defining moment.
Inspirational. Faith in humanity=restored.
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I meant the insinuation of cheating. That is not amazing. That is wrong on so many levels, can't believe you don't find this appalling.
He doesn't even understand what his teacher said, relax.
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I meant the insinuation of cheating. That is not amazing. That is wrong on so many levels, can't believe you don't find this appalling.
Pretty much this. That's fucked up.
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He doesn't even understand what his teacher said, relax.
How can you possibly not understand that? of course he understands it...he said earlier that he knew for sure that he had slipped to middle rank and then says that his teacher has his ranking 'under control' and can retake the sac despite no insinuating circumstances (this is an assumption i am making).. Surely he would have deduced that his coordinater has upped his ranking, hence the 'she is amazing'
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Hmm. I'm not sure there's any one moment that could possible encapsulate my entire VCE, as colourful as it was. There is, however, a moment that jumped out at me when I read the post and quite possibly one of the VCE moments I won't forget for a long time.
Essentially, I'd received some really bad results at the end of Term 1 and my English teacher sought me out after school to ask me if I were okay. I ended up bawling my eyes out for an hour in an empty room while he sat there listening to me rant and gasp for breath haha. It was the same day I began the blog I kept throughout Year 12 as an outlet, the same day I decided to be a teacher, and the same day I decided to actively make sure everyone else was doing well instead of just helping when they asked me.
I wrote on my blog:
I was fine enough, but my English teacher - if you're there, God please bless him - came to my room last period to ask if I were okay; I seemed upset at the end of English. Just to ask me if I was okay. It was the question that set me off mostly. People ask it lots with that cocked head, pushed-down eyebrows and sharp sentence - but this time he was really asking. It was as if he could SEE. As if he could just see what was in my head- God, curse him for that.
Cue second breakdown. I almost made it through term 1 with only 1, but on the last day I just had to double my total. So I sat in a room and cried in front of another grown fucking man. Credit to him. What a truly wonderful person. It is not important for me to write down the words that were said in the classroom but I'll always remember that man for who he is.
I also decided to help fellow students as much as I can. Fuck the system. You can give me a fucking competition you utter prick, but you will not change who I am. There is no reason why plenty of people can't get equally good scores. I won't let you taint the good in me. You don't fight society through apathy. You swim with the stream and jump out of the water whenever the fuck you feel like it. So yes, I'll play the game, with my own damn rulebook.
Exhale.
That was a pretty defining moment.
Woah....! That is one defining moment mate.
As for me...it was round March-April in Year 12. I had noticed that I was perpetually tired all the time. Pretty much all the time. I was never able to study, I was never able to do anything focused. Stress and pressure were on me. Tension @ home was present, until one day it came to a head and I came to school the next day, having basically burnt out and simply wanting to...I don't even remember.
My Head of House took me into his office one day and I spilled. I will not forget that day.
Nor will I ever forget the number of times my friends have picked me up from rock bottom where I simply wanted to scream and say "F**K VCE, F**K MEDICINE, F**K EVERYTHING AND F**K YOU ALL!"
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oh gosh... There seems to be a vrry bad misunderstanding going on here :S oh damn... Its probably because Im not very good at recounting things and I tend to miss really important facts. I'm really sorry about this.
Ok let me explain. I was very ill during the sac I did, and I was so upset because I went down to 5th rank in a cohort of 13. My coordinator is russain who came to aus a couple of years ago, so sometimes she uses words that arent correct. The sac I didn't do so well on was an experimental report. When she said 'whether you so ur sac or not' she meant I cud either do the whole experiment again, or do another assessment to make up for it. So instead of doing the whole sac/again, the coordinator organised that I do another report using second hand data (hence the 'have ur ranking under control'). I did the altered version of the sac (which had questions different to the original sac to prevent cheating.) I never got to first rank by the eay, but I did finish at a decent 2nd
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and for the record, I denuinely didn't understand her at the time, but I did afterward when she organised the makeup assessment. And when I said 'she is an amazing woman', its because she really helped me out when I was getting really depressed about my unit 1 and 2 english scores. She really pulled me out of the dumps.
I'm sorry for making it sound as though I was cheating. I wrote a blotchy summary earlier to prevent myself from writing too much. I'm sorry again that my laziness and lack of skill caused terribke misunderstanding. And I would never cheat with rankings. That's not on. And besides, my coordinator can't change ranks without my teacher and principal knowing :) No room for shifty business.
sorry alondoek for hijacking this awesome thread. I'm seriously very sorry about all of this :/