Freshman – noun – The year of high school during which thoughts and feelings blend into one and stress builds higher than Mt. Everest while acne doesn't get much better and hormones are flying awry and love is indescribable but yet is thought to be felt, whilst knowledge of what goes on in a emotional 14 year old boy is still a mystery to those who should be trained to do this but they would rather not get fired for having the school sued by the parents of students who probably have some major secret locked up from everybody except a few people that they trust that they would call friends but are beginning to question exactly what friendship is and who they love and what can they love and what feels good and what electives to take because deciding that can really be the difference between community college and Princeton even though you know it's not true but academic competition is high and educational opportunity raises stakes and homework builds but you push through so you can get that one percentage higher than everyone else so you can sum up a good college resume that you know won't really matter, as colleges like volunteering more but you don't have the social skills, all the while kids are looking for somebody to love.
I am the newbie now. The high school seemed to fresh. To be honest, like middle school, there was little about it to complain. It's simply a mind game; thoughts can make other thoughts and biases. But a change of attitude and character was probably the thing that helped most in this hectic year.
Events were no different, but once I altered my thoughts I found I could make events for myself. If I hadn't changed my way of viewing the world, I would not have gone out and talked to people, I wouldn't be trying to be a good person, or being gifted writing awards. I would still be stuck in a hole of depression, and honestly I'm glad I found out that it really isn't real. My mother was right in that sense. I really don't have any problems. And I don't have to make a big deal out of them.
So I guess that's it y'all. Done with Freshman year. Sorry it took so long for this, I still have an AP World essay to write for Sophomore year. I really like doing this because it gives a recap and I can think back on things and judge myself. It's fun.
Peace out and see you schoolers next year!
-Pensive_Poetry
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Summary of Freshman Year
RandomFreshman - noun - The year of high school during which thoughts and feelings blend into one and stress builds higher than Mt. Everest while acne doesn't get much better and hormones are flying awry and love is indescribable but yet is thought to be...