Do you see my name on that top one? Just in case you can't:
I had to do a senior year post sooner or later. It's just inevitable.
It's hard to believe that in just 6 weeks I will no longer be in High School. No more getting up at 6 in the morning, cramming for tests, terrible school lunches, mean girls who laugh at your outfits. No more homework or tests or bad teachers. No more life in the plastic blue chair.
Right now school seems to be a mix between punishment and something really, really good. It's a whole other world, filled with inconsistencies and contradictions. You get looked down upon by your classmates for doing your best at something, while your teacher praises you. Girls make fun of what you wear because it might be a little different, yet those same girls are wearing American Eagle t-shirts that say "Live your Life". Your teachers and administration go on and on about how you are supposed to be acting like an adult, but you still get smiley-face stickers on your tests, and have to ask permission to go to the bathroom. Maybe it's just me, but these things seem really strange.
It's because of these things and a few others that I am really not into High School. I have an overwhelming lack of school spirit. I've been to one football game, skip pep rallies, never went to dances, not going to prom, and I'm pretty sure I'm not in the yearbook. That's how much I'm NOT into this whole thing.
At the same time, I think it's all of the bad things that taught me the most. I learned that even the worst day has to end sometime (3:30 p.m.). It's through the bad days that I had to understand that I can't not have bad things happen to me. I learned to deal with a lot of difficult people, and came to the conclusion that having a crush on a boy that doesn't know you are alive usually doesn't turn into anything you daydream about. Plus, I know from first-hand experience that the boy of your dreams shows up when you least expect it. I learned to accept that I can't get everything I want, even if I work really hard for it. I now appreciate all the good things more, like inspiring teachers, and friends. Especially my best friend. I don't know what I would do without Sydney. She's my hero. High School made me realize my gift for art and writing, and made me more aware of things I need to work on, and things about myself that I just cannot change.
Overall, these prime suffering years are that ones that prepared me the most for life in the real world. It's because of this that I wouldn't change my High School experiences for anything.