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High school. Its a major part of everyone’s life, its a time when in only four short years a person can change more than he will the rest of his life. The eager incoming freshman turns into the reminiscent senior. As a junior I’ve witnessed graduations, they're never really easy even if your weren’t really close to anyone on that class. Its almost graduation, and everyone in the senior class is getting ready. Imp going to miss some good friends next year. In my mind they aren't seniors, they're still the sophomores, which was the time I met the majority of them. Soon next year ill be in their shoes, buying my cap and gown, finally paying for my class ring. By the way I think imp going to change the design because my interest have definitely changed since freshman year.
I don’t really know what it’s going to be like next year, with all the seniors gone. To be “ at the top of the food chain” as I think I heard it called during freshman year. I used to think it would be awesome, but know that I think of it more, it just seems lonely. Another big change next year is Freddie isn’t going to be here. I sure am goanna miss him, its amazing how close you can be friends with someone in ten months. I know that seems allot but we became pretty close after the bonfire we went to together. I sometimes don’t like thinking about the future because I get depressed. One of my fears is fear of the unknown. I don’t know what will happen, I don’t have a solid plan, I don’t know how imp going to pay for college, or living expenses, or anything, I am going to freak out. Life just got a whole lot harder because reality is setting in. but I love the feeling of being independent, there is nothing like it.
I can’t wait to grow up and do what I want, when I want, and man up to both the good and bad consequences of my actions. I feel that is the only way to learn, by trial and error. But some responsibilities aren’t as fun as others. I HATE my job. I usually love working, earning money but I don’t like my job. I loved the student’s memoir about her job working as a waitress in a family restaurant because it related to me so much. But I also realized that I work a completely different job that is only rewarding at some moments. But I hate the hours I work, they’re the worst because its every after school and I work weekends and miss out on baseball practice and all the fun things my friends do.