I’ll be the first to admit that on the first day of school, I was not excited to go. I didn’t want to get up early or deal with the drama that comes with being a teenager. I most certainly did not want the homework load I was bound to get with four AP classes and one honors class.
Then, that morning, I woke up in all my bed-head glory. Storm clouds were practically above my head because I was so unhappy. I grumbled and complained my way through doing my hair, make-up and eating breakfast. Finally, the time came for me to go to school. I slowly sunk into my grandma car with multiple dents and drove to Tooele High.
I made my way through the doors and felt better. I actually started to get excited. I saw a bunch of people I hadn’t talked to since my sophomore year. I also looked at my schedule and all my teachers. The first bell rang and I went to my AP Psychology class, which is fantastic by the way, and found the teacher to be full of witty humor and jokes about short people. The clouds over my head went away and for the first time in weeks, sunshine came through. I was actually excited for school.
Although my junior year began as a pretty rocky start, I am starting to see the bright side of things. Thinking about it, this year is going to be one of my favorites. I have Homecoming and Girl’s Day to look forward to, (I have been to neither), and all my classes are highly interesting. I have countless clubs I can join and scholarships I can get. I can goof off with my friends and get to know more new people.
Yet, the thing I look most forward to is my junior prom. Many people complain that it is one stupid dance, you move on with your life, so why even bother to go? I have never been to the prom, not even to watch an older sibling, because I am the oldest. To me, it’s like the Cinderella moment I have been waiting for my whole life. Girls dream about prom from the minute they are born, thinking of dancing the night away in the most beautiful dress and the perfect, even if it’s surprising, date. I even dream of becoming Prom Queen, which would be amazing.
Yes, it is just one dance. Yes, I have the rest of my life. That’s not the point. The point is that you are celebrating high school with your friends and just being a teenager. Now that I am a junior, I realize that I don’t have much longer to just be a kid. Prom is going to be one of the few nights I get to wear a fluffy dress and feel like a princess, so why not make the most of it? You don’t get a second chance at life, so just take all the opportunities you can and roll with it. If I want to wear a fluffy dress and dance the night away, hopefully as prom queen, (a girl can dream), than I am going to do it. (If you haven’t guessed by now, I am a huge girly girl, but that’s not all).
I am a big nerd and yes, I think I can call myself that. I had braces, I had glasses, (which I upgraded for fabulous contacts), I actually like learning and I have never had below a 3.6 GPA in my life. I love reading books, (I would probably start my own book club if I could), and I am what people refer to as a “know-it-all.” I love it.
School is like my second home. I get to learn and read and learn and read some more. I never have to stop, because there are always more classes to take. I am excited for all the things I get to do this year, whether it’s working with chemicals or being an editor on the school newspaper or even learning history, I have a great passion for it.
I think of it like this: I can either hate high school and make four years of my life miserable, or I can just make the most of it, regardless of what happens. It’s only four years, but they can have a huge impact on the rest of my life. I am going to make the most out of it that I can.
Peatross is a correspondent and a junior at Tooele High School.