Every summer it’s the same.
I learn a lot about myself and then August comes along and it’s like “Goddamn. Back to school again” and I never feel ready to go back.
This year, it’s different. I’m excited to go back. I’m more than ready to go back. Because I have nothing to lose. It’s my senior year and I’m ready for this. Ready to step up to the plate and stop holding back the words I’ve always wanted to say to the faces that are judging me, ready to let people get to see who I really am, and ready for it all to come to an end.
I’ve got a new attitude; a new perspective.
It’s time I grew into the age I am becoming. I’m an adult in December, and never in my life have I been more prepared to take on that new responsibility.
High school is not the “best years of your life” unless you make it that way. And I’m set on making this senior year the best year I’ve ever had in my life.
I can do this.




