Senior Year: What it was like for me

This post was written ages ago and was never finished. I read back through my old posts when I'm feeling down. Felt like publishing this post now... after nearly 3.5 years since I wrote it. I'm 21 now and 2020 is just around the corner. I used this blog as an outlet and feel like I should try that again sometime. I won't touch petpetsroom though since it's a good time capsule for my adolescent ages. I regret not capturing more of my college and high school life (not big on social media), but I'll survive. :) Anways, enjoy what little I wrote 3.5 years ago:

Wow... it's been nearly a year since I've written anything.

My last post here was during last summer vacation. I was on the edge of depression, felt overly stressed, hated myself, anxious/feared my future and overall... I was lost. Now, nearly one year later, I am a high school graduate, I am confident in myself and my work, I'm going through so many exciting moments in life, and slowly learning what the real world is like.

It's amazing to see myself change so much in one year. Sure, I was extremely stressed during my Senior year, but I felt that it was the year I discovered WHO I was. I know I didn't write a lot about my Junior or Senior year, but let's just say, MY SENIOR YEAR ROCKED (and was nothing like High School Musical 3).

High School Musical 3 lied  to me...
but Senor Year was still amazing

People say that your senior year (your last year of high school or secondary school) will be one of the best years of your life. I truly understand that now. High school: the place I had wake up everyday at 5/6 in the morning to go sit in class with annoying classmates, deal nagging teachers, and see terrible people... has become more than that. It became a place of community, networks, supporters, and memories. Like I said, this was the year I discovered who I was. I will probably never miss those crowded hallways, terrible teachers, and jerks who were always on their skateboards (I swear, I was so ready to just trip one of them), but I will miss all the memories I made with my friends, amazing teachers, and my class of 2016.

So, I guess it's time to go into more specifics of my year. It is so hard to sum up one year's worth of content, but I'll do my best...

Teachers

I had most of the same teachers as last year, because of the IB diploma program I was in. I think I will miss many of them.
I'll miss my English teacher, Mr. D. I'll miss his passion for conservation, his "starters" with folk songs, and his amazing attitude towards teaching and learning.
I'll miss my Art teacher, Mrs. B.