Since this school year is about to
end, I guess I already have the right to say that what most previous
juniors have told me before is true: that the third year is the hardest year of
all. It’s because this time, everything is more serious than ever before. You
have to catch up with every single lesson and pass every single project or
homework on time or else, you’ll regret so much in the end. This is the first
time I felt like my nerves will explode all at once because of extreme
nervousness whenever it’s PTC ‘cause honestly, this year drove me crazy that I’d
became a bit grade conscious.
But who cares, anyway? This school year has
taught me A LOT, like bunch of new things. I learned how to use a highlighter
when reading lectures in AP, how to read novels ‘cause I told myself before it’s
a waste of time, how to explore the calculator and its various functions that
were trying to play hide and seek with me, how I not see the elements in the
periodic table as random letters anymore and many, many more things.
Although STRESSFUL is the perfect word for this
school year, FUN-FILLED comes after the list. I mean, I had to be serious with
my studies but let’s look at the brighter side because as always, the fun parts
await. This school year, I was able to enjoy, at least (even though school
works would always consume my time), especially when it’s English time. I enjoy
it not only because it’s my favorite subject but because I feel so relaxed and
comfortable within just an hour. I feel happy. I feel myself.
How the relationship between me, our teacher and my
classmates developed during English times are the best part for me. We got to
play games, express ourselves through a blog, speak all the time in English not
just for the sake of being more fluent but also for not getting so much tallies
(real talk, no offense meant), experience a knee shaking oration performance in
front of your classmates who are as nervous as you, write letters and knowing
it’s the chance to make a move for that special someone, learn how to cooperate
with different group works, play the role of somebody from Romeo and Juliet, shout
the phrase “THE BELLS” over and over again, borrow a book from other sections
because you never got time asking them what they did during the English time, read
about Satan and all the weird stuff going on in his world, meeting God in
someone’s point of view and lots and lots of stuff.
But most of all, whenever it’s English time, I feel
like everything we do isn’t for COMPLIANCE but instead, for LEARNING A LOT…WITH
FUN. It’s not just about comprehensions, grammars and others. It’s about
learning VALUES. I love our small talks where we get to know each other, find
our hearts, find ourselves, cry together, laugh together. I knew that people
appreciate me somehow. I knew that I got a teacher who’s ready to be right by my
side, to understand and to give life hacks. I don’t know but those times felt
like a comfort to me. I like it a bunch!
Being a junior is worth the late nights and tears
because the struggle is REAL. Although we don’t have that fancy promenade like
what any other school do, I know in my heart that I’m happy. I was able to
enjoy the school year somehow. Although there were I-almost-gave-up-times-because-I-can’t-hold-all-the-feels-anymore,
I know that these are the moments I’ll treasure forever. I actually don’t want
this post to end because we all know it’s the last one we’ll ever write as
junior. I think I am one of those people who truly appreciate writing a blog. Thanks
to ma’am I was able to express everything I’m trying to hide from others.
Ahhh. Third year. You may be the hardest one but
you have taught me a lot. Thank you. And you know what, I’M GONNA MISS YOU.
