Four Years of Ecstasy and Dysphoria

Dear reader, I hope you are all good and alive right now. Again, I am going to relay a recollection of mine to you. This time, my high school life. I suppose you had gone through with high school or are in high school right now, if you are not, then you are too young to read this my friend. I recommend you to close this window right away. Anyway, here is a brief excerpt of my life in high school full of tears and laughter.

I started as a Freshman in a state university which I didn't even knew existed. I was just a lucky guy to even have the privilege of studying in a prestigious school. I was designated to a section which was full of craziness and drama. It was section Villamor when my closed eyes opened to a different world. It was strange, my classmates were way more mature than me. I was terribly immature that time, with naive knowledge about what the world is actually. I could feel that I was in a foreign land, with inhabitants I couldn't understand at all. Time flew by and I understood them slowly but surely and then one day, I woke up to find out that I am one of them, that I belonged to this section, Villamor, and I am truly proud of it.

The next day, I woke up finding myself to be in my second year in high school. I was now a Sophomore.I belonged to a section where everyone were just as lucky-go-happy as me. We were like children prancing around the streets. We didn't care as long as we have fun and make the most of the time. Here, we learned to be more competitive and playful. Benton was a clan full of lively and playful people and that is why I consider this section to be my favorite section. Here, I learned to be diligent in my studies because this was my year when I received my first failure in a subject, with a grade of 73, I failed in my most hated subject, Geometry. I was a sophomore, like a bud waiting for the right moment to bloom and this time, the time had come for me to reach full bloom.

The next week, I turned 14 and I was a Junior, ready to live, love and fight. In this year, we had the two most grueling subjects of all time, Trigonometry and Research. At this period, I learned to love and had my first love. I learned to be more mature and escape my old self from its shackles. Being a Junior wasn't an easy task because I had to cope with many problems as many as the spikes on the back of a hedgehog but I loved it because it gave me the chance of being more responsible in my actions.

Now, I am a proud Senior, ready to face the real world outside, mature enough to be a real person. Here, I felt pain and joy at the same time. This was the time when I felt the pains of letting go and saying goodbye. I learned here that love is only temporary and that we must make the most out of it. This is the time that I have to show the real me and my outmost potentials. I am proud of my school, my friends and my experiences here.

Being a high school student isn't as easy as counting the numbers from 1-10 but having unforgettable experiences and memories can almost wipe out the problem of computing the 9th root of 12345. I am proud to belong in this school and in my batch. I would like to grab the opportunity of thanking my friends, teachers and my school. Thank you and I am pleased to have met you all. Till next time. Monsieur Aronnax.