Growing Up Too Fast
“Being a kid to me seemed like such a drag.”
“Being a kid to me seemed like such a drag.”
Adding to my anxiety, I’m worried about disappointing my parents — not by getting rejected, but breaking tradition.
They had us constantly working: testing us on the playbook, running hour long agility drills and even quintupling our protein powder intake.
Most people are fighting to get into private school. I fought to get out.
Starting at a new school… Meeting new students and teachers… Is something I’ve had to get used to.
I have math right after lunch, which means as soon as the bell rings I have 38 minutes to find someone with a calculator, convince them to lend it to me, and do my homework.
I have attention difficulties, so it’s easy to assume that taking classes online would be challenging for me. And it does present a new set of distractions.
Growing up, my understanding of politics could be summed up in two words: Republican and Democrat.
When I lie down at night, my mind doesn’t feel like sleeping. Instead it wanders and I feel restless.