

I never felt MLC was the right fit for me. I really struggled to crack into a friendship group in years 7 and 8 and as a result spent most of those years alone. That wouldn't bother me now, but as a twelve year old I was desperate to belong to a clique.
In year 9 I stayed at the school because of Marshmead (i'm assuming you know what that is because you seem to know about MLC). And by the time year 9 was over I had friends, a best-friend in particular, that kept me at the school through year 10.
When I realised that I wasn't going to achieve the level of success that I wanted to at MLC I decided to move to a much smaller school that nurtured talent in a way that MLC was unable to.
And that is why I left :)
I have so much passion.
Not necessarily for life, but for the people that I love and the things that interest me (writing, performing, clothes etc...)
Passion is an enormous part of my life. When I begin to live without it, I wont know who I am anymore.