Wow. My life has been so busy, but it’s really nice to take time out of my day to write a blog post. I am really proud of myself for doing this. Despite everything I’ve been doing, giving myself time to read, play the saxophone, or even write one of these actually makes me more productive. I’ve come to the conclusion that I can’t get everything done with an unrealistic schedule, and it has changed my outlook on life. I have to thank my last year English teacher, Mr. Niven, for making me spend time on myself as a school project. Without that, I wouldn’t even fathom having a day of rest on the weekend.
It’s still crazy to me that I’m going to college next year. I’m already meeting new people from my college, and I’m excited to be in a new environment where everyone wants to be at the school. There’s parts of me I’m scared to shred and leave behind, but I know it will shape me to be the girl boss I wanna be.
Sometimes I don’t realize how much I’ve grown up. I look at old pictures of me from freshman year, and even in elementary school and my flower girl days and it’s so weird to me that I’m not that little girl anymore. I don’t feel like a senior in high school, going into college in the fall. I remember looking up to those people, like my camp counselors and high school seniors, and now that’s me? Insane.
I finally understand when people say “don’t rush to grow up.” As much as I am excited to be in college and run on my own schedule, I realize that I want to enjoy my time being myself with little responsibilities. Especially since the mask mandate at school is being lifted. All my prayers for a normal senior year have been answered. Well, as normal as it can be.
