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7th Grade Reflection | Fab or Flop?

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Staying up ’till midnight finishing homework, paying yet again for another school iPad, planning last-minute surprise parties for best friends. I’ll tell you this, my 7th grade year had definitely been something.

Let’s start off with the bad first. Homework. Yes, that’s right. Homework. Ranging from detailed “multi-paragraphed” [oh, the horror] blog posts, to 30 problem math packets ranging from easy to I-don’t-even-have-a-clue-what-that-says difficult. Once in a blue moon, you have almost no homework, but on those days, you spend the whole night studying for exams or tearing your hair apart thinking that you forgot something in your locker. Usually the latter. Almost every single other day, you basically have to stay up ’till one, sometimes even two, finishing up everything. And that’s not even the worst of it.

Extracurricular activities. We all have that one activity after school that goes on for two hours. For me it’s swimming. Right when I get home, I try to finish as much homework as I can, and then I put on my swim suit and head off to swim team. These meets usually go on for two hours for 5 days a week, and starts at 6:45 and ends at nine. Whoop-dee-doo. As I come back home with the impending disaster of homework looming over my head, I usually make a mental-checklist of what I have left to do. And then I go home, stay up until one, and do every last bit of homework left.

On a brighter note, 7th grade wasn’t all that bad. One good thing that came out of it was making new friends. I recently joined a few new clubs at my school. NJHS, All For Equality, and Math Counts. Through all these activities, I feel as if I have developed a stronger, more stable position on that social scale. I am no longer that one wallflower who sits off to the side at track meets and school dances. I am dancing along with everyone else. My anxiety has gotten a lot less volatile, and now I can actually talk to new people with out having a mental breakdown! [Yes, it has happened. Don’t even get me started.] I have developed more rigid bonds with some of my old friends, and made new bonds with new friends! Oh, and for those friends, no, they are not even classified as friends anymore. For those people who have been rude to me from the start, or were just using me to get to someone else, I have cut off all ties to.

So here’s some advice for new children entering the world of seventh grade.

1. Kiss-up to teachers as much as you want. It only gets you further in life.
2. Do your homework at any point during the day when you have time. Wouldn’t want to stay up late, would we?
3. School before extra-curriculars. If you have a big project due the next day, and you haven’t even started, skip that volleyball tournament or saxophone lesson you have. You’ll have an extra 2-ish hours!
4. Lastly, get rid of all the unnecessary drama in your life. We all have some unneeded stress. Get rid of it! Homework will take up that stress-space anyways.

So Seventh grade. Fab or flop? Well, one word to sum up my all seventh grade experience is…

INTERESTING.

To viewers, how was your seventh grade experience? How do you expect the next school year to be? Leave your comments down below!

I Am The One Who…

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… whistles the subtle tune of “Tomorrow” every night just to drive my family psychotic.

 

… attempts to go vegetarian, but can’t, due to the fact that every Friday, my family serves a heaping platter of mouth-watering steak.

 

… cherishes every moment that I feel the velvety touch of water on my skin at the lake with family and friends.

 

… despises the crusty dried drool around my mouth every dull morning.

 

… shivers at random times, be it hot or cold, allowing strangers to stop, stare, and gossip.

 

… adores birthdays, not because I’m growing up, but because of the sugary cakes and the delightful presents.

 

… listens to melodic music, usually The Beatles or One Direction, because I see and connect to things on a whole new level.

 

… collects at least one stretchy knit beanie from every single state I visit.

 

… decorates basically every single thing that is handed to me, from clothes to phone cases to school binders.

 

… suffers in solitude, because I hate fake sympathy and unhelpful advice.