Junior year has also been more fun than any other year. Becoming a junior felt very freeing to me. It is very uncomfortable to not exactly know who you are while being around people who are being completely influenced by society. But by junior year most of that stereotypical mentality is gone and people start appreciating others for their differences. I feel like this year solidified my friendships. I finally feel like I am apart of a great group of friends without feeling like I’m obligated to have the same personality as them (somewhere along the way this was a big intellectual leap for me). Also my parents realized that I’m an intelligent person that can make my own decisions. Junior year has exceeded my expectations in many ways.
This blog was apart of a project for my fabulous English class. It really made me think deeper than I would have into different topics. I especially liked the weeks where we could pick our own topic. I hope our teacher next year decides to implement the blogs into our class because it is such a fun learning tool. This summer I will probably blog occasionally for fun twice a month or so. From here on out the subject matters will include cooking, stories about how I’m so board, and band camp.
English was especially interesting in multiple ways. Hybrid Arts Academy English 11 is the official name of the class. One of my friends who doesn’t go to my school said that it sounded very “new age”. It is in some ways. The class is specially tailored to fit the needs of artistic people in 11th grade. The literature caught my interest more than in other English classes. I read great books that I would have never considered reading before, like Between Shades of Gray by Ruta Sepetys. Everyone in that class had a different personality that would shine right through on a daily basis. But somehow they seem to complement one another to make for a very entertaining class. Most of the same people will come together once again in Hybrid Arts Academy English 12 next year. I will miss my English teacher Mrs. Woods more than anything because she won’t be teaching us when we come back as seniors. There will no longer be her witty personality in the front of the classroom talking about in-text citations and her adorable little kids. Without her I wouldn’t have gotten as good of an ACT score. I will not miss ACT Mondays; however they taught me things I had never known before about writing. I woke up every morning happy to go to school because of English class. I will remember stories from that class years down the road.