I feel like posting about another subject, partially because I want the gold and partially because I've not posted in a long time. School. Even when I was little, I looked forward to school as something I enjoyed more than anything. School was the reason I woke up in the morning and went to sleep at night. I don't remember a good deal of specifics about my childhood before I was four, but I remember the first thing I read was one of those DIP signs outside of a McDonalds in Westminster, which is still there, I might add, and I know the first book I could read on my own was "The Boo-Hoo Witch", a cute story of a witch trying to find an animal to be her friend and live with her. I used to be able to list off all my teachers names in order.
Now, school has mixed feelings for me. I love band and taking the classes and seeing my friends, but the homework for all the PIB classes is enough to drive any sensible person to drink. Well, not that I'm sensible or anything, but still. It takes over my entire life, leaving room for almost nothing else, least of all sleep. And it almost makes me sick to think how many long hours I spend bent over a piece of paper everyday, working on this or that homework for that or this class until dawn almost. Day in and day out. I suppose it sort of stresses me out, but there's still the matter of how much I love it at Niwot, and how much I hated Frederick. Niwot isn't the best school, but it's better than Frederick any day. I wish I could go to a high school that was similar to Stargate because I really think going to that charter school for almost 2 years was good for me. It taught me a lot of stuff that I use even now, which is interesting. I learned more in those 2 years than I ever have, and even now we're still learning a lot of what I already know from times past. And this is 3-4 years from then. Amazing how time flies, how it keeps going and leaves you wondering about what just happened and unable to even guess at it.
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