I felt like a little kid all over again as I laid awake in bed at 10:17 am when I didn't have class until 2:00 pm. Yes I know 2:00 pm sounds pretty lazy, but my day only consisted of two classes. Laying there with my boyfriend and our dog Peyton who at the time were both lying on their backs snoring in song, John being the rhythm with his long, deep breaths and Peyton, the melody with his short, quick breaths (please take a minute to picture this). As cute as this sounds and as much as I love both of them their little song quickly lost its appeal in my desperate desire to fall back asleep. After multiple failed attempts to push, roll over and even wake them up. I gave up on sleeping and grabbed my computer, and here I am.
Laying here all I can think about is the last time I was in bed awaiting the adventures of my first day of school. The first thing that comes to mind is my first day of middle school. I’m not sure about you, but for me, middle school was quite an experience. Everyone was going through puberty; acne, voice changes and the world of one to two-week relationships (if it was serious). However, at this point, I lacked the experience and knowledge of what I was getting myself into and was excited about middle school. I was ready to meet new people and make a name for myself. Which is why I'd broken up with my 5th-grade boyfriend, I told him I wanted to be single for middle school because I needed to explore new people and I didn't want anyone from elementary school holding me back. Yes, I thought I was so mature. Anyways, I remember laying there imagining all the new friends I would make and how cool being in concert band was going to be (ha). I remember looking over at my vanity where my new "outfit" from the oh so cool Abercrombie laid already planned out and ironed, with my new L.L. Bean book bag (with the initials on it) sitting propped up beside it. I just couldn't wait to begin my new life as a cool middle schooler.
Looking back, I have to laugh at myself and be thankful that those years are over. I'm so glad that I’ve come such a long way since then (not rockin’ Abercrombie). However, now that I'm in college I feel that there is an overwhelming similarity between college and middle school. In college, we leave the safety net of our hometowns and venture off to live with complete strangers, in hopes to make new friends and a new name for ourselves. Everyone in college is going through so many changes; we are trying to decide who we are, where we fit in, and what we want to be. It seems as though we are going through puberty all over again. We are in an in-between stage of teenagers and adults; we live on our own, but we still look to mom and dad for support whether it’s emotionally or financially. Like middle school, the pressures of social life and school work can make you feel that your life is completely over. However, we now have the comforting knowledge and experience to know that no matter how bad it seems life will go on.
Looking back on those middle school days all I think about is the friendships, the experiences, and the maturing that took place in those three years of rollercoaster-like ups and downs. I’ll never forget the day of my first mixed sleepover (girls from different elementary schools), or the day I decided to grow out my bangs, or when I quit basketball to become a cheerleader. I also remember the times I thought my parents were going to kill me and how my social life would be completely over. However I can’t tell you one specific reason for feeling that way, all I know is that I did get through it. And with that said, I know that in college I will have/do have those moments of doubt and stress. But I now know that those are not the moments in my life that define me, it's the friendships and the experiences that do and will.
-lylas Kellie
Laying here all I can think about is the last time I was in bed awaiting the adventures of my first day of school. The first thing that comes to mind is my first day of middle school. I’m not sure about you, but for me, middle school was quite an experience. Everyone was going through puberty; acne, voice changes and the world of one to two-week relationships (if it was serious). However, at this point, I lacked the experience and knowledge of what I was getting myself into and was excited about middle school. I was ready to meet new people and make a name for myself. Which is why I'd broken up with my 5th-grade boyfriend, I told him I wanted to be single for middle school because I needed to explore new people and I didn't want anyone from elementary school holding me back. Yes, I thought I was so mature. Anyways, I remember laying there imagining all the new friends I would make and how cool being in concert band was going to be (ha). I remember looking over at my vanity where my new "outfit" from the oh so cool Abercrombie laid already planned out and ironed, with my new L.L. Bean book bag (with the initials on it) sitting propped up beside it. I just couldn't wait to begin my new life as a cool middle schooler.
Looking back, I have to laugh at myself and be thankful that those years are over. I'm so glad that I’ve come such a long way since then (not rockin’ Abercrombie). However, now that I'm in college I feel that there is an overwhelming similarity between college and middle school. In college, we leave the safety net of our hometowns and venture off to live with complete strangers, in hopes to make new friends and a new name for ourselves. Everyone in college is going through so many changes; we are trying to decide who we are, where we fit in, and what we want to be. It seems as though we are going through puberty all over again. We are in an in-between stage of teenagers and adults; we live on our own, but we still look to mom and dad for support whether it’s emotionally or financially. Like middle school, the pressures of social life and school work can make you feel that your life is completely over. However, we now have the comforting knowledge and experience to know that no matter how bad it seems life will go on.
Looking back on those middle school days all I think about is the friendships, the experiences, and the maturing that took place in those three years of rollercoaster-like ups and downs. I’ll never forget the day of my first mixed sleepover (girls from different elementary schools), or the day I decided to grow out my bangs, or when I quit basketball to become a cheerleader. I also remember the times I thought my parents were going to kill me and how my social life would be completely over. However I can’t tell you one specific reason for feeling that way, all I know is that I did get through it. And with that said, I know that in college I will have/do have those moments of doubt and stress. But I now know that those are not the moments in my life that define me, it's the friendships and the experiences that do and will.
-lylas Kellie
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