Final Days
Senior year went by in a wink of an eye -- It's really quite amazing. I'm going to miss my friends, and I'm going to miss walking into that building every day. What will I bring with me to college from Covington Latin School? Discipline and Knowledge only, for how in the world could I possibly bring Goodness after all that's happened there?
At Covington Latin School is where I met my best friends in the whole world. It's where I learned that school really is important. It's where I learned to love the Classics and where I learned to appreciate other people's points of view. It's where I developed a dislike for many people. It's where I was humiliated for being who I am. It's where I constantly become angry since people tend to discriminate there more than anywhere else I've been.
And the saddest part is that CLS is where I fell in love for the first time. I always wanted my first love to be perfect -- mutual love, kindred spirits. But it turns out that I'm a lone admirer, who's barely even noticed by him. Oh, well, I just hope that someone in college will make me forget how wonderful he is.
I'm actually kind of scared to go to college. It's a whole new environment where I have to start all over from the start -- meeting new people, making new friends, and showing who I am. No one will know me in college, and I'm afraid that I'll end up being a loner, since I'm not too much of a people person (the friends I have made friends with me, not me with them).
Even so, I'm really excited to go to college. I can't wait to make my own class choices. I can't wait to get away from the strictness of CLS: I can wear whatever I want and be as open as I want -- there won't be a Mrs. McDaniel there restricting me, or anyone, anymore.
And on a lighter note, next Wednesday is the finale of America's Next Top Model!! Root for Joanie, y'all!!
At Covington Latin School is where I met my best friends in the whole world. It's where I learned that school really is important. It's where I learned to love the Classics and where I learned to appreciate other people's points of view. It's where I developed a dislike for many people. It's where I was humiliated for being who I am. It's where I constantly become angry since people tend to discriminate there more than anywhere else I've been.
And the saddest part is that CLS is where I fell in love for the first time. I always wanted my first love to be perfect -- mutual love, kindred spirits. But it turns out that I'm a lone admirer, who's barely even noticed by him. Oh, well, I just hope that someone in college will make me forget how wonderful he is.
I'm actually kind of scared to go to college. It's a whole new environment where I have to start all over from the start -- meeting new people, making new friends, and showing who I am. No one will know me in college, and I'm afraid that I'll end up being a loner, since I'm not too much of a people person (the friends I have made friends with me, not me with them).
Even so, I'm really excited to go to college. I can't wait to make my own class choices. I can't wait to get away from the strictness of CLS: I can wear whatever I want and be as open as I want -- there won't be a Mrs. McDaniel there restricting me, or anyone, anymore.
And on a lighter note, next Wednesday is the finale of America's Next Top Model!! Root for Joanie, y'all!!