Disclaimer: I love all of my teachers and respect their decisions to better my education. I also truly appreciate all of my friends and classmates. This is me rambling about my life at the moment. Reader discretion is advised.
I feel like I don't have time to do anything lately. I barely have time to shower, let alone read twelve short stories, an outside reading book, work on college applications, finish my letter of recommendation packets (yes, I still have to do those), and the homework that I missed last week because I was trying to be a good person.
Organizing the Junior Retreat was one of the best and worst decisions I have made in a while. I loved working with my classmates to make sure that the juniors had the best retreat they could have ever asked for. I remembered my junior retreat as nostalgia filled my memories and thought, "Why not give this feeling to the juniors this year. I would love to be the cause of this wonderful feeling in them". I gave it my all and so did every single one of the seniors on the team. I signed up to be one of the people that go up to the camp early and set everything up (by everything I mean everything), and let's just say I'm positive I had about thirteen anxiety attacks in under ten minutes. I went into this retreat having that nostalgic feeling in the back of my mind and implementing it into the work that I was doing, and left with disappointment. Not only disappointment in myself, but disappointment in the junior class as a whole. The thing with the junior class, and I mean this with all do respect, is that they don't take things seriously. Don't get me wrong, there are many absolutely wonderful girls in that class that I would love to get to know better, but most of them don't give a rat's ass about doing what they're told. That being said, the senior team prepared different activities for the junior class to get to know themselves, and their classmates, better. Not only were they disrespectful, but they were disrespectful to the team's face. So, I came back to San Diego to find out that I had an overwhelming amount of homework to finish.
Speaking of homework, I have at least five more hours left of it so forget about getting my beauty sleep for tonight (sorry people in my first block class tomorrow).
