A year In Review

Part 1: ADP- It was fun. sometimes. I got no sleep. Good food though. And lots of music. I had never used the phone so much in my life. Sorry for shaving off those minutes, but it was worth it :). I think what I liked most was visiting the firms to see what a career in arch would actually be like, taking those long walks down that pretty strip of houses everyday in the rain, and talking on the phone after midnight. Good sleep needs a good falling asleep.







A YEAR IN REVIEW
Junior Year

Junior Year was, probably in reality harder than sophomore year, but I felt like it was easier. Possibly because I took AP Chem last year, and that history class was work work work.


Highlights of the year? People, no doubt. In hindsight, homecoming was stupid. Just everything there was very enjoyable, and then you look at it 8 months later and think, ew. Winter months, well that one day still sticks in my head. But after that everything seemed different. And I got a wider view of the world as I met more people. People who were stereotypical of the real world.
My parents became increasingly toughened against my pleas (most of which were very reasonable) about ANYTHING. "Can I eat?" "NO. NO FOOD FO YOU." It's really very hard to handle things maturely when there is no hope of betterment. Never was hope, probably won't be in the future. So I just had to get around it with my own ways, most of which would be looked upon as shocking, but you leave a poor girl in her junior year with no choice and she finds a loophole. Will they learn that driving me insane causes me to disobey them? No, they will think that I'm just an even worse child. Silly middle-aged has-beens.
Spring. Quicken the pace! Tests, watching as piano falls into oblivion, and making more and more critical errors. Yes, don't regret them because at the time they were exactly what you wanted, but thinking back sure as hell isn't very pleasant. But everyone has to go through that sometime. I'm very glad a certain relationship ended. Very, Very glad. Realizing it was all a joke was a bit disheartening, but at least I'm free. I would probably have made many, many ugly mistakes.

Classes. Spanish started falling by the wayside. I used to be so good at it. And then I think I just quit every class halfway through. Physics was naptime, or being-distracted-by-colleen time. I really really enjoyed Psych and Astro, even though Astro tests will be the end of me. And now that I think about it, next year's astro will be very difficult for me, because it's the same place with different people. Situations like that are actually incredibly hard (its like that 'altering the past' question on my AP test).

I cried a few times before I left for camp. Just like someone shucked a piece of my heart out and moved it to other places. It feels like I have to bear a 3-class load next year, and no one's above me to catch me if I fell. Wow, enough philosophy. (And my parents actually call me 'mentally insane' if they see me crying for ANY reason, and if i explained to them why they'd call me other things, THERE IS NO PLEASING THEM.)






What happened to the glory days as a freshman? As I age, times become increasingly worse. Workload becomes unbearable, parents become irritable, and people don't love each other anymore, it's just "fun" for them. Once it's over, it's over. I'm sick of society as a whole as well. It once had a heart and a soul, and then it lost its innocence. I guess that's why I'm not a people person anymore. But I enjoy independence. The world's mistakes are its own to take care of. I'm glad I can set myself apart from them.