November 26th, 2009
I've been in highschool for nearly 3 months now, each day wawking up early to attend class after class and not to mention the bus rides there and back. Every day is the same routine. Up at 6, on the bus by 6:30, 1 hour and 15 minute bus ride to school (two cities away from home) attending the same four classes and home again.
The reason my school is so far is because of its music program in the northern countryside. Naturally, that area is mostly farmland unlike my homeschool which I could actually see from my bedroom window.
In that area that I'm in now, I often like to refer to it as "40km away from civilization." Which is barely an exaggeration. If I were to go to my homeschool, I could most likely walk home, eat, nap and get back to school in time for my next class. But the closest social community to our school is actually an apple farm and bakery a 10 minute walk away.
On the upside, the school's location develops a very calm and refreshing environment. After a dramtic last year of middle school with the day to day teenage life, bad boyfriends, break-ups, get togethers, having best friends backstab each other, at first I was hesitant before my audition for this school. But then I realized that music is my passion, so I gave it a go.
Now I realize that what made me endure through my audition process was that, yes, it was sacrificing to lose all my friends and all but really, it's a chance to put all the childish middle school drama behind me and though an awesome opportunity, it's also a refreshing start to walk another path. Now I don't regret anything. I have new friends along with my old, while enjoying the peace and priviledges this school had granted me. Truly I am glad this is the path I'd chosen.
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