Sophomore Sadness | ✓

S O P H O M O R E    S A D N E S S

Let me just start by saying I hated high school.

It was the worst.

I didn't like the people, I didn't like the rules, and I didn't like the curriculum. The people were obnoxious, the rules were ridiculous, and the curriculum was unnecessarily rigorous. As a college kid now, though, I'm grateful for that rigorous curriculum, because it prepared me for college life.

Sophomore year, for me, was the worst year. I think it's the worst for everyone, though. It's like you're over the excitement of being in high school and you begin to realize how far graduation is.

Like I said, I didn't vibe with too many people from my school. I had a few close pals, but as my luck would have it, I had virtually zero classes with any of them, so I hardly got to see them. Not to mention that half of my classes were terrible (I'm looking over at you, AP World and Debate).

I would say that sometime around the Christmas, I decided that I was done and I just checked out.

It took a while, but after quite some time, I realized what the issue was. I was depressed. And not like "oh I'm feeling a little down today," but like actually depressed. And I vocalized that to my parents. But as lovely as my mom and dad are, they aren't big believers in that type of thing. Annoying and irritating, I know, but they are from a generation very different than mine, I guess.

At that point, I stopped. I stopped talking to the few friends I had at school, I stopped doing my homework, and eventually I stopped going. Like I didn't drop out or anything, but I was def truant.

And at some point, some of those friends stopped trying and the friendships fizzled out. And my parents and I were at odds over my apathy towards school. As for my grades, they were the lowest they had ever been and it all but destroyed my cumulative GPA.

But eventually the school year ended and junior year started and it took a lot of work, but I got back to a good place. My grades recovered, I made friends, and I mended things with my parents.

And I say all of that to say this, things get hard sometimes, but that's the nature of life. I know a lot of my readers are in school and maybe some of you are going through the same kind of thing I did. And if you are, it'll be okay. High school's only four years after all. And trust me, after you've got your diploma and left high school behind, life gets so much better. Seriously.

The fact remains, though, that sophomore year was the worst point in my life and given the chance, it's the one I'd want most to be able to do over.