April 25, 2012
and it’s hard to dance with the devil on your back so shake him off
(Source: deathisnoexuse)
But, I do not have a prom date, and everyone is taken, so I will never know how it feels to be asked to prom.
I could have left camp last night at 7. It’s now almost 9 Saturday morning. I’ll be leaving in a few hours, but really, I have to desire to leave this place, this home.
Days off are strange to me. I hate leaving camp knowing that it is still continuing, usually without me, and knowing that people are being influenced, again, without me. I miss camp from the moment I leave, even when I just go out to dinner with some camp people in between sessions.
Today, I am going to eat some really good meals and probably see Harry Potter, but during the whole time, I’ll still be thinking about camp, and how much I love it.
This summer has been spectacular so far. I am already excited for next summer! I never want to leave this place, especially because this time, I know what waits for me at home: college essays, applications, standardized tests. Here, my biggest stressor is what nice thing to do for my Secret Staff to surprise them and make them smile.
So today, I am going to relax and enjoy myself. In an hour or so I am going to give Pony a bath. I hope he enjoys it.
This place just highlights the reasons why I never want to leave every single day. Even though I am on my day off, I don’t need to leave. I don’t want to leave. I want to stay and be a part of this place forever.
Now I feel well informed.
I don’t have to take a regents exam ever again.
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I DON’T HAVE TO TAKE A REGENTS EXAM EVER AGAIN.
HOLY CRAP I JUST REALIZED THIS!
YEAAAAAH SENIOR YEAR!
FUCK YEAH BYE JUNIOR YEAR. FUCKKKK YOUUUU.
SENIOR YEAR HERE I COMEEEE!!!
Academics: This was my best school year ever. I didn’t know I would be able to rise to the challenges of this year. Did I receive a perfect grade on everything? No. But I did my best. I got better grades than I thought I could, I learned more than I thought I could. I came to appreciate my classes in a different way. Sure, I did a ton just for the grade, but I also did things because I wanted to learn the information, grades regardless. I know I don’t have the best grades of everyone, but for me, they’re my best, and that’s what I can be proud of. My SATs and ACTs upset me a bit, and I am so fed up with college talk and other random things that drive me nuts about my future, but it was alright.
Athletics: I tried to carry the entire girls’ ski team. It worked in theory. In reality, other teams have girls twice my size and twice as fast, but I did my job for our school. I shined a few times. And in rec soccer during the fall, I had a ton of fun. I played my best, and even scored a few goals, which, for me, is great.
Extra stuff: Next year I’ll be president of my favorite club. I know I’ll leave a mark, and I know I’ll be able to change the club for the better. We will grow from a club with five members to a larger one (maybe with 6). I became a member of VAASA, which is great. I volunteered at two different therapeutic horseback riding places. I did good in this world. And that’s important in today’s society. I also became close to two of my teachers. These two women are amazing, and I am so glad I got to know them. One of them had been one of my favorite teachers from the previous year, but I got to the point where I was finishing her sentences and reminding her where she put things or what had happened the previous day. It was kind of funny.
I’ll be going to camp in two days, and I am ready. I have conquered junior year, not on top, but to the best of my abilities. I can leave here knowing that I have achieved some great things.
I can’t wrap everything that happened into a single post. SO much more than this did. All of it was changing, and all of it was different. Most of all, all of it mattered.
softwhispersheavysighs asked: what's one thing you've learned this year?
Such a hard question…
I learned so much, in school and out of school. (I can be corny)
Hard work really pays off, it’s not just something to do or a waste of time.
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