On My Way

By Corrin H

So ever since summer began I have been dreading going back to school. Everyone kept saying "oh it's your senior year, you should be excited!", but how could I be excited to grow up? High school life has been nice, comforting, and, well, safe. It's nice knowing that I don't have to clean or pay bills. I'm a kid, I don't have to worry about that stuff.

Everything changed after the first week of school, and even more so after the second.

After the first week, I was just sick of high school. I was sick of some of the people, and the new techniques the teachers came up with. For example, every Tuesday and Friday we have to spend our study hall reading. Nothing else, we can't leave the room, we can't even read our textbooks! The 9th grade me would be overjoyed! I'm a senior now with a job, and college classes. I need that time for homework, and the load is only going to get larger as the year goes on.

Then, the second week ended and I went to visit a friend of mine that graduated last year and is now attending MSU in Mankato, MN. I really missed her, and after the two weeks I had, I was excited to see where I would be in exactly a year’s time. I didn’t get to see the campus or anything. We just hung out in her apartment, but it was so exciting to see the “college life”. The same weekend I started college applications. All I can think about is COLLEGE. What classes I want to take, who my roommates will be. I’m already thinking about what books and movies I’ll take with me.

I’m almost there. Almost.

I just have to survive my senior year.