Dear junior year...
Dear junior year,
I think we should call it off. It was fun in the beginning, like most things are, but then stuff got complicated. Don’t get me wrong, you introduced me to some fascinating things like physics and the makings of our government. You let me get closer to people that I never thought I would call my friends. However, you’ve also done some things I don’t agree with. I’m just 16, and you expect so much from me. I can’t get straight A’s, do all of the extra-curriculars, and be a leader in anything I join. That’s just too much to ask from me.
And what’s with this best friend of yours that you invite everywhere? Why do I have to worry about making you happy, and the College Board happy? When we started our journey, I didn’t think your friend would have such impact on me. It’s there after school, studying for entrance exams. It’s there during school, taking AP classes. And it’s there at three in the morning, texting me frantically, asking for more money, more classes, and more attention.
I don’t want you to think I’m giving up on you because I’m not. We still have a lot of time left, and I know I shouldn’t spend it complaining. I just wanted to let you know how I feel, and maybe we can make a compromise.
a stressed student