Like any other first day of school, it has always been universally considered as the day of reconciliation with some of your friends. As well as those newly bought school materials you’ve been dying to brag about among your peers. Not to mention of course those several familiar faces that you’ve be seeing along the way for the last couple of years; people you have walked across the same hallway before —- from other classes perhaps or even the cute boy you have been crushing about for the last couple of months but never had any guts to try and talk to him. Yes, this is what it would be like if you’re coming back to school that you’ve stayed on for the last couple of years. But if it’s you’re first day and you’re going to a completely and entirely different school, then you might as well disregard all those expectations I have described before and let me tell you what it really feels like.
Only a few days left and I’m going back to school. The end of freedom where there is no school (not that I hate) homeworks, projects and especially quizzes are finally coming back to haunt my dreams and my daily life. Not only was this the case of me being sad, but also realizing that I am getting older. I’m a senior now in high school (Grade 11 to be precise) and just think, two months later from now I’m going to be seventeen years old. One step closer from becoming an adult, another step closer from finishing high school and another step closer from entering college life. This would not only indicate that I’m no longer an adolescent anymore, but as an adult who has the power to lead his or her own life from now on.