For the longest time, I wasn't sure what to think of this exam.
First, I heard how long it was.
Great...
Then, I heard how much writing it was...
Perfect...
Then... I took it.
I gotta say, it really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I actually understood all of the literary terms in the multiple choice for once. That usually doesn't happen to me. I found all of the excerpts and poems on the multiple easy to understand and interpret, although I usually interpret things a little differently than those who make the test. I thought the multiple choice section flew by, and it really was not nearly as hard as I expected it to be. There even was a poem that we read in class, how awesome is that?
Next up... the free response. Gulp.
Wasn't looking forward to the two hours of writing I was about to do. First essay? Literary techniques of a poem, easy peasy. Second essay? Hard to interpret excerpt from a book, ouch. Third essay? Discuss a coming of age story from a book a literary merit? Batta-bing batta-boom. Their Eyes Were Watching God, here I come. Pretty sure I nailed that essay, all thanks to all the work we did in class of course (Thanks Ms. Healey). I could not have been happier with the first and third essays, however, I will admit that the second essay was pretty tough. Not really sure what that passage was even referring to, and I'm not going to even try.
Surprisingly, well... not really, I think I did the best on this exam than the rest of my exams. I completely bombed Calc and I thought I did decent on Physics, but let me tell you... I was impressed with how I think I did on Lit.
We'll have to see, though, let's hope I didn't jinx myself and get a 2, because that would be downright embarrassing.
All in all, I am really glad I chose to take the class, and I will miss all the funny and good times I had in Ms. Healey's class the last two years.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Losses
This is a follow-up to my last post.
My high school career is over, obviously.
With that... however, a few things have/are ending, and it's really quite sad.
Firstly, I am finished (as of now) with organized sports. From as long as I can remember, I have played sports. Basically that dates back to me being about four or five years old playing sports year round. For the most part, I don't have any complaints, and I love all the people and coaches I have met through them. Sports really have helped shape me into a better person. Unless I decide to walk-on to UD's football team, I will be officially done with sports, excluding all the club teams and such I will play in college for fun.
What I'll especially miss is football. Some of my best memories have come from football games, practices, and workouts. People see the football team or games and think they're just another sport, and some people flat out don't like the football team, but I will bet my life on it that no other team, no other club, no other activity puts more effort and work into perfecting something than the football team. I was at St. Mark's five days each week for two to three hours during the summer working to get better and have the best season I could possibly have. That's in the blazing heat, working my butt off to get faster, stronger, quicker, bigger, etc. I don't regret any of it. I love the fact I managed to run in such heat for an extended period of time. I don't think I'll ever do something as hard as that in my life, and nobody truly understands how difficult it is unless you've experienced it for yourself. And this doesn't just stop after summer, in season, you are constantly working out, studying, perfecting your skill to become the best you can be even though the season is already here. And what happens the week after football ends? Boom, workouts for the next year start. It's a never-ending cycle of preparing yourself for those Friday nights. All this work with your teammates, however, builds some of the most closely knitted friendships I'll ever have. You depend on each other to keep pushing through adversity, you depend on each other to motivate you to work harder, and you depend on each other to have your back off the field as well. I will never forget my experience with football, and it is sad that the season is now long gone.
The second thing, I will keep it very brief, is a long-term relationship that I had.
Lasting a little over two year, it's safe to say it was my longest relationship. I won't say much because that's personal and I don't want to put that online, but it is saddening to me that the relationship is over, but I am very glad it happened. Hey, life goes on though. We will still be attending prom together and hopefully have a great time!
It is also very sad that I will be leaving a school that I have come to accept as my second home. I literally spend more time at St. Mark's than I do at home, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Dang, that was corny.
My high school career is over, obviously.
With that... however, a few things have/are ending, and it's really quite sad.
Firstly, I am finished (as of now) with organized sports. From as long as I can remember, I have played sports. Basically that dates back to me being about four or five years old playing sports year round. For the most part, I don't have any complaints, and I love all the people and coaches I have met through them. Sports really have helped shape me into a better person. Unless I decide to walk-on to UD's football team, I will be officially done with sports, excluding all the club teams and such I will play in college for fun.
What I'll especially miss is football. Some of my best memories have come from football games, practices, and workouts. People see the football team or games and think they're just another sport, and some people flat out don't like the football team, but I will bet my life on it that no other team, no other club, no other activity puts more effort and work into perfecting something than the football team. I was at St. Mark's five days each week for two to three hours during the summer working to get better and have the best season I could possibly have. That's in the blazing heat, working my butt off to get faster, stronger, quicker, bigger, etc. I don't regret any of it. I love the fact I managed to run in such heat for an extended period of time. I don't think I'll ever do something as hard as that in my life, and nobody truly understands how difficult it is unless you've experienced it for yourself. And this doesn't just stop after summer, in season, you are constantly working out, studying, perfecting your skill to become the best you can be even though the season is already here. And what happens the week after football ends? Boom, workouts for the next year start. It's a never-ending cycle of preparing yourself for those Friday nights. All this work with your teammates, however, builds some of the most closely knitted friendships I'll ever have. You depend on each other to keep pushing through adversity, you depend on each other to motivate you to work harder, and you depend on each other to have your back off the field as well. I will never forget my experience with football, and it is sad that the season is now long gone.
The second thing, I will keep it very brief, is a long-term relationship that I had.
Lasting a little over two year, it's safe to say it was my longest relationship. I won't say much because that's personal and I don't want to put that online, but it is saddening to me that the relationship is over, but I am very glad it happened. Hey, life goes on though. We will still be attending prom together and hopefully have a great time!
It is also very sad that I will be leaving a school that I have come to accept as my second home. I literally spend more time at St. Mark's than I do at home, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Dang, that was corny.
The End of My Career
High School is over.
Scary thought isn't it?
And come to think of it, I have to say it's truly saddening to see that the class I have bonded with and has become so intertwined in my own life is now... being split apart.
Yes, many of my friends are going to the same college as I am, UD, but friends don't always remain friends in college.
I will miss the simple days of laughing at lunch, getting in trouble for stupid things, messing around in class, and, in general, just knowing my class so personal. Being an athlete and in clubs, I am able to interact with kids from all phases, not just my own, and I will have to admit I have met some amazing people over the years. Just so many different types of people that I admire and wish that I had a trait or two like theirs. It is upsetting to think that many people that I have become friends with I will never see again, but at least I am glad to say I had an opportunity to meet them.
I just wish I became as close as I have these last few months with my friends a little sooner, yaknow? Over these last few months, I have strengthened some already strong friendships and had some of the best nights and times I have ever had in my life. I have really learned to love each and every one of my friends, but it is weird to say that things will never be the same.
I can't say I want to grow up just yet. I'm sure many of us feel this way, but I truly mean it when I say I wish I could stay this age for a much longer time. After realizing how important my friends are to me, I want to spend time with them before I move on to the next stage of my life.
College will undoubtedly be an amazing experience, and one that I can say I feel prepared for. I understand it won't be easy becoming a computer science engineer, especially when my competition is kids like Chris Bubel. However, technology is one of my callings and I strongly believe that I will be able to succeed if I sit down and apply myself, which is something I can safely say I expect myself to do. I am excited to move on with my life, even though I am not quite done with this current chapter.
It's too bad time doesn't wait for you to be ready; Time just pushes you out the door and expects you to be prepared. I mean, I guess I'm ready. We'll have to see.
Scary thought isn't it?
And come to think of it, I have to say it's truly saddening to see that the class I have bonded with and has become so intertwined in my own life is now... being split apart.
Yes, many of my friends are going to the same college as I am, UD, but friends don't always remain friends in college.
I will miss the simple days of laughing at lunch, getting in trouble for stupid things, messing around in class, and, in general, just knowing my class so personal. Being an athlete and in clubs, I am able to interact with kids from all phases, not just my own, and I will have to admit I have met some amazing people over the years. Just so many different types of people that I admire and wish that I had a trait or two like theirs. It is upsetting to think that many people that I have become friends with I will never see again, but at least I am glad to say I had an opportunity to meet them.
I just wish I became as close as I have these last few months with my friends a little sooner, yaknow? Over these last few months, I have strengthened some already strong friendships and had some of the best nights and times I have ever had in my life. I have really learned to love each and every one of my friends, but it is weird to say that things will never be the same.
I can't say I want to grow up just yet. I'm sure many of us feel this way, but I truly mean it when I say I wish I could stay this age for a much longer time. After realizing how important my friends are to me, I want to spend time with them before I move on to the next stage of my life.
College will undoubtedly be an amazing experience, and one that I can say I feel prepared for. I understand it won't be easy becoming a computer science engineer, especially when my competition is kids like Chris Bubel. However, technology is one of my callings and I strongly believe that I will be able to succeed if I sit down and apply myself, which is something I can safely say I expect myself to do. I am excited to move on with my life, even though I am not quite done with this current chapter.
It's too bad time doesn't wait for you to be ready; Time just pushes you out the door and expects you to be prepared. I mean, I guess I'm ready. We'll have to see.
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