"The Final Push"

There seems to me to be a fine line between tough and crazy. I know you've all heard that before a million times, but it really is true. I see it every day.

My school is really challenging academically, and most (if not all) our classes are honors classes. For example, we translate Homer from the original Greek, we don't use text books except in math and science, we study Euclidian geometry, we all have to sing, act, do physical education, etc. You get the point. It gets kind of irritating. But that's not what I'm really going to talk about.

Today in choir, there were a bunch of people missing because a Greek test ran overtime. Our choir director is insane. And I've been in choir all my life. Never have I been in a choir that was less enjoyable than this one. We're recording a Christmas CD (in MAY!) on Friday, and basically, we sound pretty bad. And I understand that we need to rehearse...story of my life...but we can't be yelled at and only told what not to do. Like today two seniors showed up late to rehearsal. I agree that they shouldn't just skip choir, but the director chewed them out like I have never seen before. If you ask me, a teacher should reprimand them, sure. But do it privately, quietly, and don't waste your "precious" rehearsal time yelling at two people while the rest of the students stand there awkwardly. I mean, come now. That's ridiculous. You go on and on about how we absolutely CAN NOT waste time and you go on for like 10 minutes about how they're to blame if we sound awful on the CD. Because that makes sense.....?? The end of my rant. Haha.

Anyway, since it's almost the end of the year, the teachers have all been going on about how we have to give it the "final push". I've felt less motivated because of that. I really don't know why. It probably has something to do with the fact that I'm transferring soon, so I don't care as much, but it's odd that I feel worse about it when I'm doing so well. The brain is a strange thing. But I thank God for the opportunities He's given me. I don't think I would be as strong in faith if I hadn't gone to the Lyceum. And I wouldn't have met John who has been my constant support through everything. So yes, great things have come out of the school, but I don't know why I feel like I've become so unhappy with everyone there except for a few people. It's tough. But I only have 2 more weeks and I get to watch some of my best friends and my boyfriend graduate and go on to bigger and better things. So I'm counting my blessings :)

May God bless you all and give you happiness always! 

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