Cute, yet violent? Count me in.
Dude, My Brute is so addicting.
But in that “ok I’ll spend 5 minutes a day” way. Not in the “omg, must devote my life” way. Which is good.
(Sometimes little escapes are more fun to share than the worries of the real world. …That sounds more emo than it should. But I am kind of worried about some of the health paperwork for Wellesley. I don’t think it’ll be a drastic problem, but I naturally worry more than I should.)
Maybe it just hasn’t hit me yet.
It doesn’t really feel like the end.
I look around at my friends and I know that I’m supposed to miss them when I’m at college. But I don’t think I will…? And that’s not because I hate my friends or whatever. It’s because I know that they are going to have an amazing experience of their own, and that I will be seeing them over Winter Break and Summer after our first year of college, and all that jazz.
To me, this isn’t really the end of anything important. Just high school. Most of the high school experience wasn’t that important to me. Yes, I enjoyed learning, and having some of my teachers, and making such amazing friends. But in college, all of these things are going to expand tenfold. I’m going to be taking awesome classes with amazing instructors and I’ll be meeting so many new friends and having so much go on… it’s going to mindblowingly, ridiculously fantastic.
Leaving high school…I have no sentiments, really. I’ll be seeing the ones who were important to me soon enough. Despite my full-time job, we’re going to spend an ungodly amount of time with each other this summer. We’ll probably be Skyping while we’re away at college. And then we’ll come full circle when we come back to Ventura.
It’s life. Let’s not get all nostalgic when we have so much in front of us.
I’m ready to move on.
This article seems strangely connected to my life.
Saying No.
It feels like the last year has been one big “yes” to everything. Yes, I will take four AP classes! Yes, I will join the Santa Barbara City College Concert Band! Yes, I will work 12.5 hours a week! Yes, I will help at AWANA every Thursday! Yes, yes, yes.
And it was insanity.
It was…difficult. But this article is right in that…I don’t know how to say no to “achievement” and “productivity” and “ego”. I think that if anything ever fully described the academic side of my life in high school, this article does. And this doctrine of “yes”, of “overachieving” until you want to pull your eyes out from all the stress…is a really hard habit to break.
Especially since we are heading off to college. I don’t know about you, but I want to live. I want to fully experience my time at college. I want to join too many clubs. I want to possibly minor in Music on top of my English major. I want to be a DJ on WZLY (Wellesley has their own radio station, and I WANT TO BE A DJ SO BAD). I want to head into Boston every weekend. I want…too many things, I think.
I don’t want to say no. But apparently, I’m going to have to learn how to.
