Final Reflection Post

This picture represents my attitude toward reading this semester both symbolically and literally. I am extremely busy. I have jump rope 4 days of the week and cheer a majority of the other days. It has become so hard to set time aside to read because when given the choice of reading or sleeping, I almost always chose sleep. This is symbolic because I used to put reading first on my list of priorities and homework second. My mom really didn't like that, especially because I usually told her I didn't have any then stayed up all night doing it. So the above picture is basically the new reading for me. I really enjoy reading and wish I could make time for it but would honestly much rather sleep.

This picture represents my forgetfulness about blogging; always rushing to get it done at the last minute. My blogs are never early, always done on the last possible day just before jump rope practice or a student government meeting. This year I took a lot onto my plate and it has shown by the lower quality work I've done this year, especially in blogging. The best part about blogging is that it makes me think more about the books I 'm reading the the craft the author has used to tell the story. The worst part is that it is on the computer. I pull out my folders with written homework every day right after school, but the process of logging onto the computer, signing in, and typing for 20 minutes is far more difficult to do and also to remember to do. I don't see much point in posting blogs because until I'm famous, most people don't read them. It is a great place to write all my thoughts though.

Typically, every school year seems to go by as slow as the above turtle, with summer seeming so far away that it's a rumor, never to be proven true. (If you're wondering about that strange analogy, I may have been watching too much Gossip Girl.)

But this year is gone. It has completely flown by. I'm basically a sophomore. I wish I was still in sixth grade. High school has taught me so so much that I wish I would've know during the horrible middle school days. It's sad that I took me almost all of freshmen year to realize that I'm letting my life fly away. This realization has changed my as a person. When my friends invite me to a concert or to a movie, I no longer use family dinner as an excuse to I can sit at home and watch Grey's Anatomy. As soon as I can drive life will be totally changed. I will make more memories than I do now with out that freedom. But I, by no means, want to grow up any faster. There are big events in our lives that we can't wait to happen. As soon as that event occurs we are anticipating the next. What we really need to do is stop worrying about those events in the future. We can enjoy them when the come but we are missing the present. I spent freshmen year watching the upperclassmen, waiting excitedly until that could be me. But now I've realized that that would be closer to leaving behind the friends I've know since the first grade, and I am just not ready to do that. This is why I hope to slow down in my sophomore year and think about what I want to remember of this time in my life, what show I watched on Netflix, or what concerts I went to with my best friends.