Tuesday, March 27, 2012

#YOLO


            With the end of spring break looming and school just hours away, I can safely say that for the first time I am excited to go back to school.  That’s not to say that my break wasn’t enjoyable.  I played a hearty amount of baseball and saw a few solid movies, most notably, 21 Jump Street and The Hunger Games (don’t worry, I read the book first).  Nevertheless, I’m ready to go back to school.
            With just a few weeks remaining in my senior year, I can’t help but start feeling a little nostalgic as I sit here at my computer.  Just 16 more days until my time at the Park School is over, and yet it seems like it was just yesterday that I walked through the front doors for the first time as 5’0” 100 lb ninth grader fresh from Krieger Schechter.
            High School certainly wasn’t easy.  Making friends took an immense effort, besides the every day drudgery of homework and athletics.  But I’ve made it, and come out with an experience that I will always cherish, for better and for worse.
            Besides being one of the funniest movies I’ve seen in months, 21 Jump Street takes a stab at nailing the overtly complicated social structure of high school students.  The movie opens showing Jonah Hill and Channing Tatum’s characters in the midst of their high school woes, both having to miss their senior prom; one wouldn’t be attending for lack of a date, while the other’s academic failures would be keeping him away from his last hoorah.  Luckily, the two of them get a second chance at senior year and then end up going to prom after all.
            For some reason I don’t see the occupation of undercover cop in my future so I think it’s safe to say that this will be my last chance to finish senior year the right way.  As Drake Bell would say, you only live once.  I plan on spending my last few weeks at school wisely.  My advice to my fellow seniors is to cherish this time together.  No matter what happens in these last 16 days, what is undoubtedly true is that these are our last together, as one.  I know I’d like to remember these days as some of my best, and I hope that others feel the same way.
            So tonight, when my dad asks me if I’m ready to go back to school tomorrow, I can honestly say yes, I am.  My classes are sure to be as boring as ever, and I’m not exactly looking forward to doing homework, but there’s something about being in school right now that feels right.  Tomorrow morning, bright and early, I’ll be right where I belong.