Well, I have made it! Finals are over and a bright new future of higher education looms ahead, but before I march off into the unknown, I would like to stop and thank some of the amazing people who have made my high school years special.
It is hard to decide where to begin my thanks, so I will start with the staff. Over the last two years I have grown to love the staff of Weimar Academy. They have guided me in tough decisions, disciplined my when I needed it, cheered me when I was down and taught me despite my attempts to remain untouched by academics. I have learned from them the lessons of patience, courtesy, diligence and the power of prayer. There are so many memories and snippets of advice that I am taking with me from my teachers and I am infinitely grateful for their willingness to teach. There really is very little more to say than, "thank you, you have helped shape who I am!"
Two years ago I came from a charter school environment into the chaos of a dorm. I don't believe I ever would have adjusted to living with so many girls had it not been for the awesome people who took the time to be my friends. Despite my spoiled behavior, they still put up with me and even pretended to enjoy my company. Now I am so honored to have retained and even made a few more friends that I will hopefully keep for ever. My friends have done a far amount of teaching as well, and I am grateful that they cared enough to correct me and to educate me when I needed it. In the years to come I will not forget those who I have grown to love and I hope that I won't be forgotten either. I love you all and you are what made high school and experience worth going through.
As my days of academy have come to a close I want to share a few words of wisdom with those who will follow behind. I am no genius and I do not have a lot of past experience, but I have learned a little worth sharing.
Don't waste your time being angry or superior, eventually you have to make friends (or make up with friends) or else high school life is very boring. Another thing to keep in mind is, high school is fun to mess around in, but you are really here to learn and get ready for college, so prioritize accordingly. My final words of wisdom are: always, always, always seek to put God first and He will bless all your efforts.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Ancient, Like A Tree -- Prompt 35
In five years I am going to be old!! There will probably be a myriad of worry wrinkles and a few gray hairs popping out of my head as a result of college stress. Or perhaps I will have begun dyeing my hair so that no one will notice how I'm aging. I can see it now, all alone (because I'm not going to have gotten in these next five years), working everyday to pay off my thousands of dollars in loans (student loans to pay for college which I will have just graduated from) worrying over my budget and my latest diet.
It is going to be pretty rough being twenty-two.
Who knows, maybe I will have been a missionary in a far distant land (I do want serve as a student missionary) and be a seasoned story teller. I most definitely want to be done with college... no career is worth more that four years of university schooling (or so I say now). I hope to be surrounded by friends whom I love and to have a decent job. I would be nice to have a boyfriend, but that is a bonus at that age. Most importantly I want to be a christian in all I do and to have obtained the ultimate: an amazing, sincere, growing relationship with my Maker.
It is going to be pretty rough being twenty-two.
Who knows, maybe I will have been a missionary in a far distant land (I do want serve as a student missionary) and be a seasoned story teller. I most definitely want to be done with college... no career is worth more that four years of university schooling (or so I say now). I hope to be surrounded by friends whom I love and to have a decent job. I would be nice to have a boyfriend, but that is a bonus at that age. Most importantly I want to be a christian in all I do and to have obtained the ultimate: an amazing, sincere, growing relationship with my Maker.
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