Well, at least there's only 4 more days
Well, I am kind of tired of my high school. I think of this as a good thing though, because it means that I am ready to move on from this world into the great unknown. But between then and now, I am tired of it.
I am tired of a certain husband and wife team at school royally screwing me out of every award that is rightfully mine and giving it to their golden boy.
I am tired of going to class, sitting there and doing nothing, and getting in trouble if I don't show up (don't worry, I'm not cutting classes).
I am tired of chemistry tests.
I am tired of no sleep.
All of these complaints are really petty (except the top one because that invovles scholarship money and I need it more than someone whose entire college is payed for because he's an ROTC) and will be over soon. I guess I just would like to look back at these past fours years as a time to enjoy rather than a time to complain about. I don't want to do that. I am actually a very positive person. I think these complaints are really surfacing because it is easier to make yourself hate something than accept that you will miss it. Here are the things I'll miss.
Talking with Mrs. C and giving her little presents that seem to make her day.
Making goofy faces at my friends in the middle of boring lectures over things people could care less about.
The feeling of dominance in the school and actually feeling in charge rather than the little kid I'll be next semester.
Knowing people.
Is that all?
I am tired of a certain husband and wife team at school royally screwing me out of every award that is rightfully mine and giving it to their golden boy.
I am tired of going to class, sitting there and doing nothing, and getting in trouble if I don't show up (don't worry, I'm not cutting classes).
I am tired of chemistry tests.
I am tired of no sleep.
All of these complaints are really petty (except the top one because that invovles scholarship money and I need it more than someone whose entire college is payed for because he's an ROTC) and will be over soon. I guess I just would like to look back at these past fours years as a time to enjoy rather than a time to complain about. I don't want to do that. I am actually a very positive person. I think these complaints are really surfacing because it is easier to make yourself hate something than accept that you will miss it. Here are the things I'll miss.
Talking with Mrs. C and giving her little presents that seem to make her day.
Making goofy faces at my friends in the middle of boring lectures over things people could care less about.
The feeling of dominance in the school and actually feeling in charge rather than the little kid I'll be next semester.
Knowing people.
Is that all?