Despite everything that VCE was, I look upon my final days of high school with a strong pull of nostalgia. Not for lack of cause: I memorialised every event as though it were a scene from Breakfast Club.
Having a nice planner makes year twelve look a little less daunting, but only a little ... I want to do well and I think that's what is making me even more scared.
This time last year I was sat with the same unease that you and close to 50,000 other year 12 students in Victoria are feeling right now. The good news is that it gets better from here. But what happens next?
