So after our first day(s) of school, I've been thinking a lot. It's kind of weird to think that we're seniors, that next year we'll all be split up. Rabah, Rohini, and I kept talking about all the stuff we're going to do next year (such as volunteering at the Aids walk) but we realized there really isn't time. It's exciting and puzzling at the same time.
After two days, it feels like I've been at school forever, but strangely enough, although I, as usual, am all panicked and stressed, I'm not overwhelmed. Our teachers are all pretty cool, and the only ones I pretty much dislike are Rubenstein (only because she can't teach very well, not because she's not nice) and Mr. Krusniak. Or rather band class in general. That class gives me more panic than pleasure, if you ask me, but I've worked too hard to quit there. I feel as though senior year is the perfect time for new beginnings, new friendships, feelings, ideas, a whole new me. I am trying my best not to freak out about English class with all the smart people, am trying not to stress so much (I think I've lowered that a little) and will try to have more confidence. That's right, no more fear, no more walking around in someone else's shadow.
I've got a new haircut, new teachers, new debate partner, new everything except friends. And I'm going to make the most of it.
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