WOW. Can you believe it's August already? Seems like yesterday I was graduating from elementary school. Ah well. Time flies by so fast. In another month I'll be going to high school. I seem like I was just starting grade 6 in a new school all those years ago. I remember having the same anxieties and fears. Graduating from grade 5 with great marks and going to middle school, which seemed harder. I worried so much. Questions ran through my mind, "Will I still manage to get A's? Will I make friends? Is it so impossible I won't be able to cope?". I worried and worried until finally I entered grade 6. I did excellent that year and enter grade 7 and the next without any insecurities and fears knowing that what would come would come, and eventually I would overcome challenges. But those same worrisome feelings from before are coming back. Those same questions, the same headache. I don't know. High school is a lot different from middle school. There's a lot more pressure, peer and academic. I'll have to get high grades, manage to keep my cool around boys and not get pregnant, while still keeping university in mind. I'm scared like a little girl. Like everything in school, I center myself mostly around grades. This time I have no doubt that I won't excel, but I still feel I have certain skills I'm lacking which will hinder further successes. Like not being able to communicate effectively to a certain point in math, being absent-minded, making slight mistakes. Meika says the key to high school is not to freak out. My guidance counseler, my mom and my friends think I'll do great. Why can't I fully see the potentional they all see in me? Michael was so right. I understand a lot about life but I don't really see it. Why am I such a blind, lost little girl most of the time?
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