It is so weird to sit down and realize that I have only four months of high school left. Granted, a lot will be happening in these four months, it feels like such a short time compared to the three-and-a-half years I have already been through.
All of my “lasts” are finally starting to hit me. My last homecoming is in two weeks. My last spirit week is next week. My last softball season starts in a month. It all seems so strange to think about how next August I won’t be walking the halls of East High, but rather walking across campus to get to one of my first college courses. While this seems strange, it is also something I believe I am well prepared for. After hearing from four schools and still waiting to hear from another six, I realize I will actually have a decision when it comes to where I end up. Many students are afraid they will only be presented with one offer or be cornered into going to a certain school, but thankfully, this is not my case. And as I anxiously await to hear from the other six schools, my anxiety level has lessened since I know I already have quite the decision to make.
So while the idea of leaving East High behind and starting a new chapter in my life may sound scary, it also excites me. I can’t wait to see what happens in the next four months but also the months to follow.