Lately, I've had an epiphany; it's almost as if after 14 years in the same place, things are finally snapping together... and at the very last minute.
As the classes of 2009 around the country count down their days until sweet release, I've begun to rejoice and reflect upon the things I'll be so happy to leave behind: largely, the people and the environment. 14 years in the same 500 person private school has had an immense impact on how I act, think, and evaluate. For instance, being a thoroughbred Canterbabie myself, I have a huge tendency to analyze others immediately, frequently, and sometimes harshly.
But how can I help it? When you spend your entire life around an enclosed group of 100 or so students every day, you begin to judge anyone outside of your group (and trust me, we DO group.)
But all of that is coming to a close. In 23 school days, I will no longer have to wake up each morning and prepare myself to face a crowd under the pressure that I have to care about how I look, feel, act, etc. For 14 years, I've practically been oppressed by an imaginary oppressor who cares only about popularity and persona; but when I get right down to it, I can't even point a figure to who I care about evaluating me. It's just one big mass/mess.
Yes, people will continue to judge in the big, scary real world outside of the brand-new, shiny, metal, password-controlled gates that lead to Canterbury, but for some reason, I don't feel as though I have to worry as much any more.
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