What about High School Life?

Finally, I got to be a high-schooler. I was so enthusiastic last year, thinking that the next term would be full of parties, school balls and stuff like this…and so it was. But the worst comes in the end; I would have never thought that it would be so hard. I was imagining that being a high-schooler involves skipping classes you don’t like, less homework and going out with your friends during the week. Unfortunately, none of those happened.

Of course, everything is pink at first: you get to know people, the teachers are nice to you and so on. But time passes and there come the tests; the first test after a long holiday is just like hell. And so you are in class, looking at a blank sheet of paper and trying to remember some damn formulas you once knew. What to do? Last summer you didn’t even thought about opening a book; you were out with your pals all day long, dreaming about high school life. Here it is now!!

But being a 9^th grader has its advantages too: for example, I made new friends and we surprisingly get along very well ( I want to use this opportunity and thank my classmates for being such wonderful people :D ). I met my old pals; even though we are in different classes, we see each other every day.

Now, about “Murgoci”. Well, it’s not my first year here; it’s actually the 5^th. In time I got used to this type of teaching, but being in the 9^th grade and getting my first 5 was quite a shock (more for my parents; I personally think it was a funny experience :D ); my first bad mark from many others. It seems obvious; you can’t be the best in all subjects, only if you really are a genius ( guess I’m not one but I don’t care).

Those were some of my opinions about the school life I live. In fact, it’s not so bad; I somehow like it. It gets me upset thinking there are only 3 years left to spend with my new colleagues, with the teachers I love (…or not really) in my favourite school.

Seems so long, yet so short…