The only thing I can really remember from this year, was working hard
at school and studying most of the time. The second year of upper secondary
school concentrated on a lot of written essays etc. and not on the more verbal part of
the school, so every weekend I had two or three things that had to be written.
Looking back, I can't understand how I could put up with it, but I guess it's
possible to get used to almost anything...
