Sunday, October 25, 2015

Sophomore Year and Being Old(ish)

So, it's been a while since I've posted anything. In my defense, I'm a sophomore now, and I'm expected to do more, more, more with the same amount of time. Homework? Oh, yes, I've got that. Play practice almost every day? Ah, yes, that too. Stress? Yeah, we're kind of old pals by now.

For any of you freshpeople out there, enjoy this time while you can. I'm not saying sophomore year isn't fun, but it's definitely harder than ninth grade. Especially if you're taking all honors classes. I'm in Honors History, Honors English, Honors Chemistry, and--worst of all--Honors Algebra II. Needless to say, I've got a lot on my plate.

Sophomore year is the overlooked section of high school. As a freshperson, everyone's always asking you about how you're adjusting to high school, what it's like, blah, blah, blah. As a junior, people want to know how you're dealing with SATS and all those other tests you have to take. Senior year is all about planning for college--looking into places, writing essays, submitting applications, ect. But sophomores? Nothing special happens as a sophomore. Us tenth graders are pretty much just forgotten.

I can't believe I'm fifteen. Honestly, I feel like I never got older than twelve. In three years I'm going to go to college and try to figure out my life, all while wondering if anyone else can tell that my mental state is still that of a seventh grader. Maybe when I was twelve I felt like I was still nine. Maybe we always just feel like we're supposed to be more mature than we are, but everyone has all these expectations and suddenly we have to be all grown up and make decisions and do taxes and scary things like that. I can't remember a time when I wasn't supposed to be "responsible," when I wasn't an adult-in-training.

As you can probably tell, I had no clear trajectory when setting out to write this post. So here it is. Take it as you may.

Later skater,
Ella