pfft.
October 13th, 2008 student-councilI’ll be hi-jacking this account for now since no one is using it.
It’s been a while since I last put on my blue-gray polo and dark blue slacks. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss ‘em. I miss my high school years which I find quite surprising. Since my sophomore year, all I wanted was to get to college. This led me to take a lot of things for granted. I really believed that high school was just a road block to the land of fun-anza. I just wanted to get out of there.
I always tried to socialize with the upper batch and teachers because I really thought that I was more mature and sophisticated. I could easily say that this was one of the dumbest things that I’ve ever thought but I lived by this all the way to graduation. I’ve spent all those years talking and thinking about college and not living high school. Heck, I lived those four years pretending that I knew how to do stuff and being such a lazy bum. I eventually became closer to my own batch in my senior year when the older ones had already graduated but the thought never escaped me. It was still there. Now, I regret not spending as much time with my own classmates as I should have. They were really fun people. It was too late before I realized that I had been wasting my time- a lot of it. I was a senior but high school had only just begun.
Right now, I’m taking a break from studying for my final exams in economics. This semester hasn’t been very good to say the least. I’ve been such a “patapon” student because I never developed good study habits (see above paragraph). I have an estimated general weighed averaged of 2.0-2.2 5 for this first semester. I’m taking classes with people I don’t like, with profs that are, at times, unbearable and exams whose sole purpose is to make you cry. I waited for four years for this? I’d rather cram 3 papers and an invention the night before science expo day than this. It’s a good thing my friends keep me sane.
There’s something I miss about everybody knowing your name, the uncoordinated football plays, the open-air urinals and even ethnic Wednesdays (even though my ethnic “attire” was quite terrible).
To those who are applying/taking college tests/done with the tests, there is no pressure. College is college. Worry about work or the environment or something. No use in worrying about the inevitable, is there?
Enjoy high school. You only get to live four years of it.