Holy Crap, I’m Old
I remember dreaming about this when I was younger. What would it be like to be a teenager, with all the freedom and ability to do whatever I want, when I want, How I want. Now, I wish i didn’t I wish so much for this age. I wish I didn’t take for granted being small and naive and free of pressure and responsibility. Now I feel old. I wanna go back and stay small forever. The grass was not greener, and I want to be 10 and carefree.
2. Time Management
There should be high school classes on this, considering the amount of students that procrastinate and routinely write a 10 page essay the night before. I am one of r students that have done this way too many times. However, I have never experienced the work load that I have this year. Wow. Two hours on one classes and Four hours in total is a lot and at some point I really got sick of going to bed at 1:30. Junior year taught me how to plan and pace. What methods work and what methods don’t like taking a two hour nap with half a 4 page essay due the next day.
3. College is close, reallly closee
Yeah, like it’s no longer right around the corner. It’s dead in my face. And it’s coming prepared or unprepared. The future, my future, depends on everything that I did this past year. The choices I made will effect my college career. How uncomfortable is that?
4. Class Schedules
Taking two AP classes, hard AP classes, with an accelerated Pre- Calc class is not only torture, but the root cause of my death. Never again will I shove such challenging and time-consuming classes into one semester, not if I can help it. I learned that spreading these types of classes out reduces my high blood pressure and frequent migraines.
Being stuck is not fun. I learned the importance of learning to drive and the independence that comes with it. All my friends come and go as they please, while I come and go as the Uber system that is my mother pleases. It’s not fun. Driving is essential. Not having the ability to do so is like not having legs.
6. Friends/ Being Social
I only have less than a year with the people I have grown up with and love so much. I have to spend more time with them before I lose them. No one wants to look back on their high school career and regret spending all their time in their rooms stressing over a physics project due in two weeks.
I was staring at faces but had no idea who they were, I guess they had the same feeling looking at me. It was scary. I had become so busy. I would come and do four hours of homework and not get finish until it was dark and by that time everyone is in bed. These are the people I love, and soon I won’t be able to see them at all. I learned that every second counts.
8. Stress is real
For those who believe that young people, especially teenager do not gets tress or know what stress is, you are wrong very wrong. I don’t blame you guys. Half of you haven’t even been in high school in ten or more years There’s no way you can remember the god-awful amount of pressure that hits you as soon as you step through those huge ,teal doors. I have never stressed about school as much as I did this year. I have never cried about homework as much as I have this year. junior year taught me that at the end of the day it’s just a paper or assignment. It’s just a grade and life will most definitely go on. life is incredibly too short to stress half as much as I did this year. And I will never again.
9. Anxiety is real
It is and I hate it. I learned that it comes from what if scenarios made up in my mind. And if I can just realize that those situations are not true and that everything is going to be alright in the end I feel like it can get better. I’m definitely working on it.
10. Live in the moment, live now,
YOLO the heck out of life man. It is too short. There are many people begging for the time and health and strength that I had and Junior year taught me that it is unfair to all those sick and unfortunate people for me to waste any of those things. Especially when misfortune can happen to me at any time.
11. Trust God.
It is so much easier and it is such a relief to put all burdens on him. He can carry what I cannot.he can bear what I cannot and life is worth living because of this. Eleventh grade taught me that no matter how much I try I can do nothing for myself, and that if I just give it all to him everything will be okay.