Tuesday, December 1st, 2009
It snowed today. Barely, but still enough to be considered snow. School was normal today. Go to class, see my friends, have lunch, class and home. It is honestly strange for me to have such a constantly unchaged routine. It almost feels as if one day, something is gonna suddenly pop up behind me and ruin my life. But this undisturbed daily stunt had left me yet to wonder if life really should've been as complicated as I had made it last year.
But yet, in a way, nothing has changed. I'm still looking for love, to love and to be loved. Everyday, still working hard for the best that I can achieve while at the same time, having no idea which path I'm interested in for the future. Each day, I had seen couples here and there, emphasizing how alone I am yet at the same time, reminding me of my recklessness only less than a year ago.
To love, to be loved and to learn from love can be in both ways, the easiest and natural action to take but yet the most difficult achievement to accomplish.
Showing posts with label SchoolLife. Show all posts
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Friday, December 25, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Highschool (Sept09-Nov09) Part 1.
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.
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.
Influences
Thursday, October 22nd, 2009
Needless to say, high school is a very diverse place, full of drama and well...secrets. In a way, I knew it was to be expected, I mean afterall, expect the unexpected.
In my second period geography class, there is a guy that sits beside me by the name of Ken. Now Ken is the average rebelious teenager that skips class after class on end. It wasn't until yesturday that I even knew of his existence. I never knew much about him until today. Like the general influencing family, his parents are actually devorced. I wasn't surprised. I had learened that even from my middle school, many of my classmates or friends had divorced parents.
Despite all that, I also learned that Ken lives with his step-dad and his mother. That wasn't surprising either. Though Ken is definately a nice guy and my friend and all, there's only one part I couldn't tolerate. He skips class everyday, leaving him with a 28% average as of mid-terms. Why does he skip? Smoking.
When I'd asked him how long he'd been smoking, he asked me which type of smoking. I immediately felt and knew that he wasn't the average under age smoker. As of now, needless to say, though he is still a classmate and a friend of mine, I am more than willing to spend my lunches away from him. Hopefully, I'd be able to knock some sense into him before it's too late but really, I am more than glad to be pure from the influence of smoking.
Needless to say, high school is a very diverse place, full of drama and well...secrets. In a way, I knew it was to be expected, I mean afterall, expect the unexpected.
In my second period geography class, there is a guy that sits beside me by the name of Ken. Now Ken is the average rebelious teenager that skips class after class on end. It wasn't until yesturday that I even knew of his existence. I never knew much about him until today. Like the general influencing family, his parents are actually devorced. I wasn't surprised. I had learened that even from my middle school, many of my classmates or friends had divorced parents.
Despite all that, I also learned that Ken lives with his step-dad and his mother. That wasn't surprising either. Though Ken is definately a nice guy and my friend and all, there's only one part I couldn't tolerate. He skips class everyday, leaving him with a 28% average as of mid-terms. Why does he skip? Smoking.
When I'd asked him how long he'd been smoking, he asked me which type of smoking. I immediately felt and knew that he wasn't the average under age smoker. As of now, needless to say, though he is still a classmate and a friend of mine, I am more than willing to spend my lunches away from him. Hopefully, I'd be able to knock some sense into him before it's too late but really, I am more than glad to be pure from the influence of smoking.
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