Final Hell

Finals this week...and the next. Coupled with finals comes the most confusing school schedule ever; one where we progress through the beginnings of both our days on the same day. This is supposed to make it so that we have to go to school all days and that we get a review class the day before the finals, but all it really does is make it so confusing that teachers, themselves, become confused. My first final isn't a final, its my A block class and as of last Friday I am completely done with that. Then comes my advanced math final which will just be a chapter test, so not bad. The next day is my English final, I think we only have to write a letter to our next year's English teacher though. Even my next final, civics, won't be to terrible because we have spent most of this year working on a garden. Then on the following Monday everything goes down, way down. I start the day off with a french final. Kill me. Then anatomy class for a 90 minute period of rest, then to a Spanish final. Kill me again. The last school day consist of an anatomy final, or half of a final for me because I was in it for only half a year, and a chemistry final to finish up the day, and school year with. Before even thinking about that though, I need to write 2 essays for french, read an article and be ready to give a 2 minute presentation by tomorrow. Goodbye sleep.

My writing process

Most people's writing process consists of brainstorming, drafting, writing, editing and then finally publishing. Mine however looks something more like this: procrastinate, procrastinate, procrastinate, write, hand in. While this does sound like the worse writing style in the history of written communication it does work for me. This is because during all the procrastination i will keep running the prompt through my head, subconsciously working on either a paragraph, a page or the entire paper. Doing this helps me be able to sit down and write entire papers in one night. I have to be honest, writing like this does leave little room for improvement because I do not actually dedicate time to writing. It has also caused a number of stressful nights and afternoons coupled with an extremely tired school day the next morning. If I had to recommend one style over the other, I would recommend the one that your teachers have been beating into your head since the day you picked up your first pencil.

Listen up whippersnappers

First let me start with the upcoming 9th graders: high school can be scary, but you're going to have to get used to it. Classes might have students from other grades, you will be one sports teams with guys 3 or 4 years older than you, and have to look up (physically) to the upperclassmen. Getting past all that learn to enjoy school, you've got four years of it. To the ever so experienced freshman who now believe they own the hallways: we have all been there. Once the first year is over we think we know everything, but I'll let you in on something, we don't. Judkins and Savard will bring you down a couple notches so try to not worry when that happens. Halfway through the year you will understand that you don't know everything and you might actually be excited for junior year. Junior year will be as good or bad as you make it, I would say go with the first.

The new big man on campus

Looking at all the current seniors, the seniors from last year and even back to my freshman year, I feel like  our class is not ready to take the mantle. Having always looked up (usually literally because they were always taller than me) to the seniors, it feels wrong to know that soon I will be the one that the new freshman will be looking up to and be shy around. Sports is where it will be most noticeable. Seniors are given the privileges in sports, and always walk with a little more swagger in their step during the season because they know that they are the invincible, the BMOC. Being a senior next year is something that is not nearly as big of a dilemma as I think. We will walk in the same hallways that we did this year, have the same teachers and attend for the same hours. Three years are almost done, lets get the third over before we start thinking about the fourth shall we?

The AP exams are over!

Thank god. May 16 is ranked as possibly the worst day that I have ever experienced, but now it is finally over. Along with four other students, I had to take dual AP tests in the same day, AP Language and Comp. followed by AP Statistics. I am happy to inform you that I managed to escape studying for either of those two tests (Mrs. Innes please ignore that last part). The day started with food brought in by Mrs. Innes, a period of testing, more food, more testing and so on until I finished the second exam at 2:50 pm. At that point my mind was fried, brain function had gone down to the bare minimum required to keep me alive. The more I think about it, the more glad I am that it is finally over. School is just a few weeks away from being finished.