[font="times new roman"]People tell me to enjoy life. How can that be, when you are pressured everyday, and you get so aggrivated that you want to scream. Some things just get to you, and you start to wonder off and day dream during your day classes.[/font]
[font="times new roman"]For me, there's a lot of pressure with friends. They don't get along with me anymore. Have I changed? Have they changed? I've pondered these thoughts during classes and at work. Wondering what I have done wrong to let this come. I want everything to be the same again! It seems like I never get what I want. In some ways im excited to leave high school, make new friends, start on a clean slate. Which brings me to my next conclusion.[/font]
[font="times new roman"]Thinking about college is hard. My parents say I can't go to a private college, because I won't get it paid off. Well it's not their choice! I can see the pros and cons for private colleges, but come on...Let me live a little...please?[/font]
[font="times new roman"]What I want to go in college. Ha. Funny. I have NO CLUE. No set desire to become something so wonderful to make my life whole. Sure, I have interests, but that doesnt seem to get me anywhere. There's pressure from my family: 'What do u want to be Cassy?' My first response, Microbiology. Didn't last. I LOVE science, but the grades didnt show it. My second passion, Music. Not too skippy on becoming a music education teacher. My third choice, Computer Science. Well jeez, there are so many schools out there that offer that! The thoughts running through my head keep my up all night, getting as little as 4 hours of sleep a night.[/font]
[font="times new roman"]My thoughts....I hope no one is as stressed out as me. High School is suppose to be the best times of your life. Senior year, even better. I plan to organize my thoughts in a chart and hopefully enjoy the rest of my year.[/font]
[font="times new roman"]I hope this wasn't too blah for some of you, but it's what I feel. And that's what matters most, in everyone. [:)][/font]