Over my four years at LDHS, I’ve learned many things about myself. Throughout the
years, I’ve spent most of my weekdays at rehearsals or practices, my Friday nights at
football games and my Saturdays at NJROTC competitions. My weeknights were spent
doing homework, and weekends I wasn’t at competitions, I was spending time with my
friends. I never thought much about these simple experiences. I knew I was making
memories, but I never thought that my last three months of making those memories
would be taken from me.
Being in quarantine since March has made me realize all of the many simple memories I
will miss from high school. My last day of school at LDHS was March 3, due to some
unforeseen circumstances, so I’ve actually been in quarantine longer than anyone else.
This means that March 3 was my last time walking down those halls, seeing all of the
people I’ve grown close to over the last four years, seeing some of my all-time favorite
teachers, eating lunch in my Theatre classroom, driving into the parking lot with a mere
five minutes to make it to first period and walking out of the doors with my best friend. It
was my last time doing all of the little unforeseen memories that I never thought I would
miss so much.
I always knew I would miss high school, but I never knew my senior year would be taken
from me so early. Over the past two and a half months, I have begun missing the little
memories and the times that I didn’t like all that much about school. I have begun
missing sitting in the uncomfortable chairs for hours upon hours, taking notes when I
could barely see the board because I forgot my glasses, waking up at 6 in the morning to do my hair and makeup and waiting for 20 minutes to get out of the parking lot in the afternoons.
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