I guess I deserve a big fat "I told you so" from
everyone who warned me that junior year would be a tough one. I walked in with
confidence and met my demise within a few weeks...that's right, web homework. I
might have even shed more tears over physics than last year's chemistry lab,
and that was brutal. However, I don't want my memories of junior year to
encompass only the stress of lab reports, practice logs, and Socratic seminars.
I want to remember junior year for the abundance of change that came with it.
In the future, I hope "11th grade" isn't referred to as "the
toughest year of school high," but instead, the time I made decisions based
on my own interests. I risked
disappointing my parents and severing friendships by quitting volleyball, but
because of the extra free time, I was able to be a part of "Shrek,"
which allowed me to meet a ton of awesome people while doing something I love.
Encouraged by my youth pastor, I attended an adult growth group which I found
to be awkward and uninteresting. I had no clue that a couple within the group would
agree to be my academy mentors. At the beginning of the year, I desperately
missed my brother and sister who were away at college. Only later did I realize
their absence gave my younger brother and I the chance to bond. I realize this
blog post has shifted some, but I think it's important to not only do what
makes you happy, but embrace change and recognize all the good things that come
as a result. I thank my junior year for this realization and I hope to apply
this mindset to my college search next year.
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