All worked up and nowhere to go.

Today, two of my four advanced classes had tests, which by my luck happened to be back to back. Luck? I would call it tortured twist of events. However, no matter how bad I freaked out about my tests I realized now that the more I freak out the more likely I am to do well. Weird realization I know but sometimes everyone has to see the light. whether it be in a good or bad way I suppose. Well as for my calculus test, the jury has returned to show me I freaked out for nothing but only to get a 94 out of 100 and for my first calc test that is pretty amazing if I do say so myself. Government on the other hand is a different story. I don't think I failed the test but its government and politics, you either understand it or you're headed for the loony bin for even thinking about trying. School aside though, my 18th birthday is right around the corner and by that I mean next weekend. It's a weird feeling to think about being considered an adult, but everyone has to grow up, even if they stay a kid at heart. I can't say I don't miss making mud pies and burying my diaper in the sandbox (which my mother refuses to let me live down my stripping years). I was little and believed in freedom to express and dress how I wanted, whether it be naked or not. Anyway those were the simpler times of no homework, stay at home moms, and of course running around till I passed out onto my pillow top boat, I called my bed. But its time to face the harsh reality of facing the Walmart crazies alone and fighting with Comcast idiots online that live in India and speak no English. I want to get old but not just yet. Even after the clock hits 6:57 P.M. on October 8th. I will still be a simple 4 years old at heart when a rock could be a knife and the corn stacks in the backyard were a dangerous jungle full of man eating Lhasa Apsos running about. Homecoming Saturday after the SAT, again might I add but what ya going to do gotta make a living so better take the 5 hour test that is way too long for its own good, full of subject assessments you will probably never use again in your life. Unless of course you decide to become an SAT test maker. Then I would have to question that persons mental ability to pick more respectable job. Almosst makes me want to track down the writers of the WASL (now the HSPE...thanks Obama.) and question their sanity. Although it's not up to me, anymore than having to take an art class to graduate is. I can't draw and it wont help my career, DEAL. Oh well, high school is gone in a blink of an eye. seemed like yesterday I was a freshman freaking out in my kitchen about upperclassmen and now I have to decide on which senior picture to use. Life's a crazy ride, so you can't think twice. You just have to get in the car and drive.

Senioritis...

First week completed of my Senior, we get ready to move into the next only fearing for the strength it will posses. I find that the ability to adapt to change in the physical sense sets human nature apart from opposite creatures. Although, this isn't entirely true. Gossip and Judgment keep our lives busy with a temporary purpose. Even though it isn't for a good cause necessarily. I read a small passage for my English Lit class that showed the true ugly form of human behavior; it says that the way we know we're alive is when we're wrong in more ways than one, but especially when judgment of others is concerned. Since this is very true, it makes it hard to look at someone and wonder what their judging wrong about you from a distance. By this it makes real impressions on a person go a stray because you already have your idea in your head and anything other than that can't be right. I know I'm rambling but the strict feature on mind setting causes you to protect oneself from actually getting the assumption thrown onto yourself. But, all that aside, the ability to adapt shows true and strong throughout my high school by watching the freshman adjust from middle school or when seniors start changing their mind set from high school to college. I wouldn't say I have senioritis only a week into the year but I definitely want to start my life outside the same small group of teenagers i have grown up with. But with college weaseling its way deeper into my future its hard not to ignore the inevitable. Either way, at this point the only thing anyone can really do is not worry about being right or wrong about someone or anything and just go along for the ride. Well all I can say isi f you can do that then, lucky you.