Wow. How are these four years already coming to an end? It feels almost like I was just a nervous eighth grader coming out of covid into freshman year. Lost, confused and overwhelmed in a large school....
Life gets bolder.
The weather gets colder.
We grow older.
As seniors in high school, the weight of the world seems to rest on our shoulders.
Words grow sharper.
Nights get darker.
The...
These past few months, I’ve been impatiently counting down the days I have left in this school. With each passing day, I grow more tired of the monotonous drone of classes;...