A Bittersweet Symphony

Tomorrow is the last day of my Junior year. After that bell rings at 12:30, I'm officially a Senior and only have one year of high school left.
Wow.
Tomorrow's such a bittersweet day, because while there are some great things ending, some things I desperately needed to end, and some new things just beginning, it still doesn't change the fact that my Junior year is coming to a close tomorrow.
There are lots of things about it I don't want to end, like the general things such as still having time before being forced to think about college, still having time to improve grades and ace exams. Then there are more specific things, two mainly that are upsetting me. The first is that I'll no longer have Ms. Garofalo as my AP English teacher. She truly was one of the most amazing teachers I've ever had, and I learned so much and had so much fun in her class. But that's not too bad, because I can still visit her next year. The person I can't visit is Mr. Williams, my 10th grade AP World teacher. From the very beginning of his class until now, Williams has always been exceedingly gracious and kind to me. He actually managed to teach me history, which is a huge feat considering my loathing for that subject. He was always that one fun teacher who felt more like your friend than your elder (not that he is much older, of course.). It's without hesitation that I can say that he was and is now my favorite teacher, and it's going to be really sad to come back next year and know he's not there in his room for me to randomly barge into. Ah well, see you in Ohio, Williams, and we'll always love you. :)

Then there are things I absolutely want to end, like the work load, the AP US HISTORY, the early wake up times. But really when I look at it, as much as I say I hate school and want to be done with it, I really do love it. So many great memories and even more great people have come into my life from high school, and where would I be without that?

So really, I think I'm going to think twice before complaining about wanting school to end. Because between all the complaining and countdowns and dreading the next day, the school days escape you, and you find yourself feeling nostalgic, missing all the great memories, with only one more year to go.