Guess what, guys? I'm a senior now. My junior year ended yesterday.
I'm actually kind of terrified. Because this means I'll spend the next year of my life applying to colleges, hopefully getting accepted to quite a few but undoubtedly being rejected from some, trying to get scholarships, hopefully having a job, trying to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life, balancing out school-work and having a life, and trying to make the very best of my last year of high school ever.
I think it'll be awesome, don't get me wrong, but how the heck am I a senior already? Cheesy and cliche though it sounds, it seems so recently that I was a wee freshman, getting lost, showing up half an hour late to seminary one day because I could not find the building! (Turns out I was on the wrong side of the school; I was wondering how on earth I could lose an entire building.)
But seriously, me? A senior? What is this madness?
One really sad thing about the end of this year is all my senior friends are graduating. They're all going off to their respective colleges and lives, and who knows when I'll see them again. I'm so proud of them for graduating, and think they're all amazing, amazing people who I'm so glad to have known, but I'm gonna miss them like crazy. So I guess it's bittersweet.
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