Day One

Now if some of you were missing the juniors in school today (which I know you were ), you may have noticed that they weren't school today, and won't be for the next two weeks.
But if you're lucky, you may see  a junior walking up the stairs to the sixth floor.
And if you're wondering what we're doing, we're creating a piece of theater for our trip to Scotland, and we're affectionately known as the Scotland group.
And today was day one of creating our piece of theater.
No I can't say much, and you guys are pretty much going to have to wait till we perform on June 8th.
But  I will say, that beginning of the process of making monologues, and writing two paged scenes on the infrastructure of America has been a unique and exciting challenge.
So the Scotland group has a great start, and I hope that all juniors enjoyed Day One of their internships.
Until next time.

We're Not Done Yet

They say that your high school career never gets harder than the end of junior year. 

I don't whether or not to be relieved or terrified.

Maybe it's safe to be both.

All I know is that I could have sworn that this Monday was the last day of school, because that AP bio test was one of the hardest tests  I took in my entire life.

So hard, in fact, that I had this sudden and burning urge to go home afterwards and immediately start my summer.

But no. AP Bio students trudged downstairs to lunch, through the rest of the day, and the rest of the days left in the week. 

Ad that's when i realized:

We're not done yet. 

It feels like it, but we still have so much left to accomplish this year.

We have a research paper due, internships, the June SAT and SAT II's, Regents exams, finals, AND THEN the end of the year.

So as much as all of us feel like we've never studied as much in our lives as we did for AP exams, and that junior year can't get anymore stressful than that, let's remember:

We're not done yet. 

I Almost forgot I had a blog

Wow talk about ages. How long has it been?  mean, a few people have come up to me in the last few weeks, wondering about my blog but that seems like ancient history now.
Last time I wrote on here I was talking about hair or something. I don't even remember.
It' fourth quarter now. The spring musical came and went, along with the end of quarter three. now I'm drafting a research paper about war propaganda in World war I, and  getting ready for AP exams. Not to mention Internships almost around the corner. Before I know it, I'll be in Scotland.
And it doesn't feel like it.
I still remember the first day, with the speech on leadership, when I met my teachers and marveled at the fact the I was in two AP classes.
Now look at me.A Sunior, getting ready to take the SAT for a second time, making my college list n collegiate prep, hearing about all the classes we'll have next year.
Needless to say, I've been extremely busy, working harder than I've had to work in my whole life. At least that's how it feels.
I'm just glad I remembered that I have my blog, because my life seems to be going faster than the words that I'm typing right now., and trust me, I don't want to miss a thing.

It's just hair.

That's what my dad told me today when I was on the verge of pure outrage as I looked at the disaster called my hair in the mirror, and tried to explain to him these passed two days have been the ugliest my hair has looked in years.

And as I said this, my dad listened calmly, and said:

It's just hair.

And he proceeded in explaining that he understood exactly how I felt .

You have an image in your head of what your hair should look like, but for some reason there''s one piece of hair that sticks out. Or your bangs grew to long on one side, and your hair curls at the ends even after three hours of using your instyler.

And you're like, WHY?!

Hearing my dad speak these words made me feel like, yeah, I'm not the only person that wants to rip their hair out from the roots because of bad hair days.

And it made me think about being a junior in UCHS, but not just a junior, one of the first juniors of UCHS, with no seniors to look up to.

I mean, there's tons of upperclassman that can give me advice, but you have to ask yourself; will they truly understand your experience?

And this, in my opinion, is the biggest disadvantage of bieng in the first class. I have no one to say, yeah, I struggled in Ms. Lehnert's AP bio class last year too. This is what I did. Or, yeah, I remember those APUSH notes, they're torture if you leave them for the night before.

But I don't have that. and every once in a while, I wish I did.

Sometimes I wish I could just write for the newspaper that's already been created, instead of having to start it from almost nothing , so I could know how it feels to have an editor, instead of being one.Sometimes, I wish we could have kids who went to our school come back from college and talk to us about their UCHS days.

And maybe that 's why I can't wait to come back to UCHS. When I'm at University of Rochester, or Syracuse, sit on that stage in the cafetorium, and recount stories about my freshman days, and my first SAT mock test.

Because I want to make sure the students below me understand that even though our school is uncommon, they're not the only ones who experience UCHS.

I want to be able to come back and say, I was right where you are, and even though you're up to your necks in stress and pressure, it is possible, because I did it.

Missing A Day

Missing a day in UCHS is like missing a a week of the most important week of your life.

The classwork, notes, conversation, exams, and homework hat you miss is incredible.

Your whole plan of the week needs to be changed as you have to retake all of these things that you seemed to have missed.

You still have doll the work to do when you miss a day.

It's like that awful feeling you get when you take a test that you know nothing about.

Bu all day.

You come back and you realize, the world has moved on without you, and you have to run twice as fast to catch up.

Even more "That's So High School Moments"

Every so often, I talk about those days when UCHS seems "so high school".
When it feels like things going on at school are just as dramatic and ridiculous as the scenarios I watch every Tuesday in my favorite teen dramas.
And maybe I just have high expectations, but I tend to assume that my school life won't be as intense as the show Switched at Birth.
But here goes one of these things that seems just as cliche as the movies and teen shows.
And that thing is ex boyfriends.
But not just any ex boyfriends.
Ex boyfriends you go to school
with.
Am I the only who feels it's kinda awkward?
Like, the day after you guys break up, and that first time you see each other afterwards.
That awkward hi you can't help but say, but regret once you do.
Or the times your eyes meet, the ones that catch you off guard, that make you wonder, " Could he tell what I was thinking?"
Possibly the worst of the moments, though, is being in the same room, and talking to everyone else but each other; you keep wrestling with whether you should say something, or wait till they come to you. And even if you refuse to admit it, you're half wishing they'll be the one to say something.
So I was wondering, how do you deal with these moments, these moments that you scoffed at in Teen Wolf and Vampire Diaries, but you're now experiencing fo yourself?

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A Look Inside My mind During a Lecture

The lesson about observing your thoughts in Collegiate Prep got me to thinking I should try it.

I mean I already zone out constantly, why not observe and record what thoughts cross my mind when I'm doing something like listening to a lecture?

So I did.

*Note: This is not to say that I didn't pay attention. You can check my notes if you don't believe me.

1. My eye feels like it wants to explode
2. I can't believe Cappie and Casey broke up in that episode of Greek that I watched last week
3. Who makes one homework assignment 300 points?!
4. I'm seriously obsessed with romantic books with vampires
5. Smash is on today :)
6. Round and yellow, round and yellow
7. Can you major in making up songs about biology processes?
8. How do teachers know so much info off the top of their head during lectures?