We had:
- a small and dingy but very warm (atmospherically speaking) common room attached to the Senior School office that contained a coffee machine (the hot chocolates were the best), a sink and some toasters, as well as three fairly ruinous computers and a printer. I think we had a bunch of information pamphlets on a shelf near the edge of the room so that the school could try to entice us into picking our future careers. It was a nice place to study and very friendly, but my appalling temporal behaviour in Year 12 meant I spent all my spares asleep on top of my books. Pretty sure my study scores would all have been 10 points higher if I hadn't been spending two hours a day dozing off in the common room.

- the music department; significant for me because I was part of the symphonic band and flute ensemble, and our school, while decidedly average in academic terms, is apparently nationally renowned for being great at music! We got to go on tour to Tasmania and around Victoria and enter in fairly prestigious highschool competitions (as prestigious as a highschool competition can be, anyway) and the whole thing was amazing, even though it turned out my flute was broken at the end of the year and my flute teacher had failed to notice what I'd been complaining about for seven months. All worth it for the camaraderie and the great feeling when we won first place in the Elite Bands Division at South Street

Having amazing musicians play for us and being tutored by them was also great, and Ingrid Martin has to be the best conductor in existence.
- sports teams, though I wasn't part of the school's HPE department at all during my time there (I moved to EHS after Year 9, so taking sport wasn't compulsory). The volleyball team was apparently a big thing and lots of Year 12s participated in it.
- Year 12 jumpers, which we got just before winter began. They're really comfy and I'm constantly wishing I could wear mine to uni

- a formal dinner near the year's end (our photographers were absolutely AWFUL, though

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- a valedictory presentation at Yarra Valley Grammar
- not much else, though the atmosphere of the school and its staff was indescribable in a very nice way and I find myself missing it all the time and wondering why I spent so much time undersleeping and so little appreciating the place >_>