For the past three years in high school, each first day was filled with anxiety. Worries that I won't have friends in my classes or someone to sit with at lunch. While the latter of those two is a problem for this trimester, I've realized this week that I don't need to worry about these things.
This week, I wasn't expecting to get much out of any of my classes. Just homework out of my math class, boredom out of my English and science class, and everything else as a relaxation period. Surprisingly, I didn't get any homework out of math, I actually learned something in AP Lit, and science was still boring. In AP Lit, when we were asked how we got here, I didn't know what to say. A million things flew through my head as I started to freak out. Should I be taking this class? Will I even want to read and write as much as I will need to? It wasn't until when we began to discuss ourselves as readers and writers that I began to realize that I should be in this class, and if I am not prepared for the workload, then I will push myself to complete it. It's time that I stop making excuses to procrastinate and avoid doing a paper or read. The discussions in class, and being able to pick a book from a certain author, have helped me understand that I should read, and not just sit around and sleep. They've helped rekindle my interest in reading. It was this week that I learned I need to start over with how I view my education. I can't just keep faking my way through all my classes. I need to do my work, I need to get the grades that I deserve. This week has helped me realize that I need to have a new beginning for my final year. Reading was such an important aspect of my life when I was younger, and I'm hoping that I can get back into it this year.
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Ben
9/14/2017 11:43:49 am
Hey Austin,
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