I've always been a person participates in school events. I always liked to lead work, projects, whatever, and above all, always tried to make everything was perfect, and mostly succeeded, at least to my eyes.
I study at the same school for three years since the first year of high school. This school is full of events, which always took my time mostly. In "Evolimpíadas", for example, I never did any sport because I never liked, since I am the girl of books, but the cultural part always arrested me. Spoofs, foods, dances, flags, plays, whatever, I was always in the middle, at least helping. In "Meet Authors", has always been the same. I always was helping to research the author of the occasion, making posters, writing texts, decorating the room. In any event, I've been involved. I never did it for the points, because I always liked doing these crafts, I've always enjoyed these events because I was always a creative person.
But this year, my senior year of high school, I'm not feeling like doing anything. I'm down, I'm not holding out high school, and any excuse is strong enough to try to miss. It's not irresponsibility or laziness, I just can not bear to copy exact materials, not stand up at five o'clock in the morning, can not stand to hear scolded by teachers, and especially can not stand having to do more tests exact materials, which I 'll never use for anything in my life, since my area, always, ALWAYS been the humanities. It fits me right now, the famous phrase "I can not stand!" And I can not stand it. I never thought that in the last year of college I would look like, thought it would be even more excited at things even more involved in everything, for being the last year of college, as the last chance to live it all. But no. I'm exactly the opposite of what I thought it would be. I'm sick of school. It's unbearable. I want desperately to get rid of the school. It's unbearable. I want desperately to get rid of the school, can not stand it, really.
Are these times that I can see that in fact I do not belong to this world. I am no longer a girl, I am no longer a student. I am a crazy woman to get a woman's life, with all the good parts and bad. I do not identify more with none of that here, this stage of my life is gone.
My problem is that as always been precocious in everything in life, I left this and many other phases before they actually ran out before they could leave me. The way now is to finish it, and try to finish with the best will possible, despite the difficulty.
I will miss some things, but not enough to want to stay here. I'll keep everything in memory forever, but live it, I do not want anymore. And it is for these reasons and many others that I realized I'm ready to go. I'm ready for a new phase, without fear of facing the responsibilities and much less to take the good parts. The only thing I want now is that these two months still left, flew by.
I study at the same school for three years since the first year of high school. This school is full of events, which always took my time mostly. In "Evolimpíadas", for example, I never did any sport because I never liked, since I am the girl of books, but the cultural part always arrested me. Spoofs, foods, dances, flags, plays, whatever, I was always in the middle, at least helping. In "Meet Authors", has always been the same. I always was helping to research the author of the occasion, making posters, writing texts, decorating the room. In any event, I've been involved. I never did it for the points, because I always liked doing these crafts, I've always enjoyed these events because I was always a creative person.
But this year, my senior year of high school, I'm not feeling like doing anything. I'm down, I'm not holding out high school, and any excuse is strong enough to try to miss. It's not irresponsibility or laziness, I just can not bear to copy exact materials, not stand up at five o'clock in the morning, can not stand to hear scolded by teachers, and especially can not stand having to do more tests exact materials, which I 'll never use for anything in my life, since my area, always, ALWAYS been the humanities. It fits me right now, the famous phrase "I can not stand!" And I can not stand it. I never thought that in the last year of college I would look like, thought it would be even more excited at things even more involved in everything, for being the last year of college, as the last chance to live it all. But no. I'm exactly the opposite of what I thought it would be. I'm sick of school. It's unbearable. I want desperately to get rid of the school. It's unbearable. I want desperately to get rid of the school, can not stand it, really.
Are these times that I can see that in fact I do not belong to this world. I am no longer a girl, I am no longer a student. I am a crazy woman to get a woman's life, with all the good parts and bad. I do not identify more with none of that here, this stage of my life is gone.
My problem is that as always been precocious in everything in life, I left this and many other phases before they actually ran out before they could leave me. The way now is to finish it, and try to finish with the best will possible, despite the difficulty.
I will miss some things, but not enough to want to stay here. I'll keep everything in memory forever, but live it, I do not want anymore. And it is for these reasons and many others that I realized I'm ready to go. I'm ready for a new phase, without fear of facing the responsibilities and much less to take the good parts. The only thing I want now is that these two months still left, flew by.
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