I'm not here to beg sympathy, but rather to give some wise words to people new to VCE or coming up into Year 11.
I've never really had my heart in any of my school work. Ever. And that's the main reason why my teachers and coordinators have struggled dearly to keep me from failing the year since June. Since Year 7 I've done the bare minimum, with only a few classes reaching some astounding level of effort or amount of coursewok handed in, which were usually just ones I enjoyed or required little thought to begin with.
I've skipped and hopped and jumped between ideas for career choices, too. From author to musician to a sociologist or psychologist, and finally (my current goal), a social worker that helps teens out and gives them something to look forward to if home life ain't so great.
The one message that everyone should take from this? Have something ready to work towards at the beginning of Year 11. I've never had an overall goal to give me a path, no aim for a number on a test to motivate me, and barely any care for most of my work in spite of sleepless nights wondering what next I'll have to ask for an extension of time on. It's not too late for me, but earlier prepared will be less suffering for you guys too. Pick a subject or two that you enjoy and keep the others focused on what you want to do later in life. Make sure it's true to yourself and that you can bear any sacrifices that future will ask of you. But also realise that your work isn't made primarily to appeal to your enjoyment or sense of understanding about why clouds sometimes look like a lost pet or why the teacher is now calling for your attention after gazing out the window a few seconds too long.
Be you, and work you.
Time for sleep. Might not be on this again to respond to anything if I forget I wrote all this. In any case, that's been my experience of VCE, aside from making incredible friends inside and outside of class as well as smashing out creative writing SAC's in English. Have a good one, aye?