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Second Semester Schedule Change Rant

There’s a new schedule that the administration is going to implement this semester. In this rant, I am going to bring up many points and arguments debating the change.

For one, the student body is not being represented in their process. What I mean is, in order for something to be done that will better the student body as a whole, a wide variety of students out of the student body need to be represented. A council including people from all grades, social statuses, family situations, grade standings, and cultural backgrounds should be at the meetings that the staff are having. There needs to be diversity.

The staff cannot base its “intervention”, if you will, solely on the fact that students are doing worse than they have in previous years. It may be true that there are more people with bad grades, but there are lots of things that factor into a student’s grade output. Continue reading

The Playground

The Playground

  When I first saw the playground from afar, I realized how exciting it was. It was so beautiful and shiny. The slide was so tall! The sandboxes so deep! A child’s paradise! Oh how I wanted to set foot on that playground! I saw it, and I knew, I just knew, that I would claim it as mine someday.

I craved this playground because of the joy it brought to me in my dreams. I dreamt of this playground many nights. The dreams were usually vivid and I could remember them after waking up.

In one of my dreams, I grabbed on to the sparkly surface of the monkey bars and I just hung there, without a care in the world. I enjoyed the feeling of blood rushing to my head after hanging upside-down for a while. I always went to the monkey bars on the playground in my dreams. I could’ve stayed on them forever, in that state of bliss and carelessness.

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Thank You

Yes, it is true that we don’t get the opportunity to be significant anymore. But, in saying that, I would still like to thank you.

Thank you for the good times we had together.

Thank you for being the first of many things for me. [First kiss, first time hand holding, first date, first official dance, first boyfriend to meet my dad, my first real boyfriend ever. No other person in the world will be able to say they were those things for me. (Sorry if I’m getting kind of mushy)]

Thank you for exposing me to new things. (I know a lot more about cars {just maybe not how to drive them} and music than I did before)

I will definitely reminisce about this in the future.

Because of us, I am enlightened.

I learned some things about myself and how I view the world. I learned what I value in other people. I learned what works and what doesn’t.

In life, there are no good or bad things. It is only the way we interpret them that makes them good or bad. What happened could be seen as a bad thing. But I choose to see it in a more positive light. How could I have learned about myself without experiencing this? I had to try in order to see if it would pay off. 

And in many respects it did. 

It truly was great while it lasted.

I would not have traded the experience for anything.

So really, thank you.