Change
So obviously not too many agree about the school issue, accept the fact that you won’t be able to see your friends every day. You really hate it, don’t you?
Ok, so I’m a weirdo, but what else is new?
You got me, I guess my post wasn’t exactly missing school, but more like a fear of what will come next. I mean, in Israel you have to go to the army (unless you are retarded or missing an arm). 3 weeks after graduation I’m going to go from “5 more minutes, mommy” or "I don’t feel like going to school ::falls back to sleep::” to “Yes sir! ::does 50000000000000 push ups::”. It’s fucking scary!!!
My point here is not how horrible the army is, because it’s not: it can open many doors for you if you do everything in the right way.
The point is that change is a scary thing, especially this change of leaving a system that you are used to for 12 years of your life, which mainly is 2/3 of it. If the change is for the better, it is welcomed with open arms and big smiled, but what if it’s for the worst? How can you get used to something that is worst then you have now?
Seeing my friends once in a god knows how much time, losing touch with some of them, being away from home, constant talk about my “future”…
I’m going to miss school. And I think I need a hug…
Ok, so I’m a weirdo, but what else is new?
You got me, I guess my post wasn’t exactly missing school, but more like a fear of what will come next. I mean, in Israel you have to go to the army (unless you are retarded or missing an arm). 3 weeks after graduation I’m going to go from “5 more minutes, mommy” or "I don’t feel like going to school ::falls back to sleep::” to “Yes sir! ::does 50000000000000 push ups::”. It’s fucking scary!!!
My point here is not how horrible the army is, because it’s not: it can open many doors for you if you do everything in the right way.
The point is that change is a scary thing, especially this change of leaving a system that you are used to for 12 years of your life, which mainly is 2/3 of it. If the change is for the better, it is welcomed with open arms and big smiled, but what if it’s for the worst? How can you get used to something that is worst then you have now?
Seeing my friends once in a god knows how much time, losing touch with some of them, being away from home, constant talk about my “future”…
I’m going to miss school. And I think I need a hug…