I think you get the idea.
As I kept reading those phrases on my FB home post I felt nervous and anxious at the same time. While on one hand I felt proud for my friends and happy for them, on the other side I was terrified.
It was only a few years ago that I was picking my nose in the back of Mr. Bossung’s 7th grade class. I looked to senior as if it was further away than man landing on the moon again. Reflecting on how it seemed so distant since then I have played soccer in the US, Uruguay and Ecuador. I have been on 14-hour flights twice and have had 5 new baby born cousins but still the thought of applying to university doesn’t feel real.
In one-year time it will be me applying for university and waiting impatiently for months while I wait for a response. All my life I have looked at my senior year as if it was a lifetime away however, I have now realized that in six months time I will become a SENIOR.
This reality hit me and it really hit me hard.
In six months time I will start writing my applications for university and millions of new questions will arise. Where do I want to study? Is that city for me? Will I get accepted? Will my dream university accept me? These questions spin around my mind now and they are already making me nervous…
Imagine in six months time.
Those words put together (class of 2019) make everything seem so simple and easy however, they don’t really reflect the true process of university application. I look at them and say “I could also make it there” without knowing the hours of hard work those students took when studying for exams, papers and writing their essays.
Getting accepted to university is the final destination in the first chapter of our lives “education” it’s called. Nevertheless, instead of it being a normal chapter where sentences are connected and the plot starts to unravel as you move forward it’s the opposite. School just gets harder and harder and on top of that we as young pupils have to prepare to jump into the unknown.
School prepares us for college itself but not for the process of getting there. After 13 years in school I have no idea where I want to live when I grow up, I have no idea of how to live on my own, I have no idea of what it is like to get to a place with no friends and having to start everything on my own.