First Week at University

This week I started university. The first day was a bit overwhelming. When my family left I wasn’t sure of what to do with myself for the next few hours. I felt almost as though they had abandoned me, even though I had been so excited to live on my own and make new friends.

Days later I began to meet great new people and today I am preparing for my very first lecture. I’m excited for the class and am looking forward to the novels that we will be reading as well as the things we’re going to study. I hope that I will enjoy the course and that I will like the professor.

Everyone at this university seems very friendly and easy going. It isn’t hard to make friends and for the first time I’m actually happy to be back at school in September.

Thank you to all of the wonderful ISW leaders here at my school for introducing me to cool people and for making the transition from High school to University so much easier.

 

I made this...how artistic of me.

I made this…how artistic of me.

Ever since I entered into my late teens, many things have happened in my life where I’ve needed help but was too afraid to ask. This week, for instance, two events occurred that I didn’t know how to handle on my own. So what did I do? Well, I tried to keep my struggling from those who love and care for me the most. With the first event, I practically let everything crumble before me, and in the end, after all the anger, my dad came up to my room to have a “chat” with me.
“If you can’t even come to us for help, then who are you supposed to turn to?” He asked.
I never gave him an answer. I didn’t have one. I usually locked away my frustration, pushed my hardships aside, and at all costs avoided stressful situations. Though it made me feel like a coward at times, I was afraid that if I ever asked for help, someone would judge me. However, the other day I forced myself to knock down my walls and ask my friends and family for some advice. Still, I never asked my parents, but I did turn to a trusted adult, who understood me well enough, and who I felt wouldn’t judge or criticize me about the thoughts that were racing through my mind.
As time has flown by, these last four years, I’ve learned that high school is full of its ups and downs. I found that even though you learn a lot about others, you learn the a lot more about yourself. One of the most important things that I’ve learned is that it is better to seek help when you need it, rather than keeping everything locked inside, especially while in school. If something is bothering you there is no shame in telling someone, whether it’s a parent, a friend, or a trusted adult. I know it’s hard to admit that you still need guidance when you’re around my age. Sometimes us teens feel that it is better try to appear older, and stronger than we actually are, but we’re still kids, and honestly everyone, no matter how big or small needs a lending hand once in a while.
After asking for help from my friends and family, this was the advice I was given:
1. If you don’t have a peace about it, walk away.
2. Do whatever you think is right. In the end it’s up to you.
3. Be honest.

Anyways, I just thought I’d share something a little more personal.
Till next time,

Orion.

No the Oreo’s a…

No the Oreo’s are for both of us! You can’t just eat them all! That’s not fair!

Sibling complaining about me wanting to take the Oreo’s and Goldfish crackers because I have braces and can’t eat granola bars.

Gotta love back to school.

Back to School

Back to School

Its weird to think that tomorrow I’ll be off to start my first day back, for my last year of high school. It seems like just yesterday I started ninth grade, and now I am heading into 12th. Wow time flies by quick. So much has changed…I still don’t feel like a grown up? How is a grown up supposed to feel? I feel as though I’ve matured. I’ve learned a lot about friendship, and responsibility. So far the advice I’ve been given by the adults in my life has been, “do your best,” and “have fun.” I think that’s some pretty good advice, don’t you? I feel like I’m playing a game of soccer (football) and there is only 10 minutes left in the game, and my team has to score or…we lose. You could say I’m a bit nervous. I know that I have nothing to worry about though. I’m prepared to do what it takes to get to where I need to be. Well…to everyone else going back, have fun and do you best this year.

Robert Daniels: Undefined

The following was inspired by a writing exercise from The English Emporium. Check them out, they’ve got a lot of great resources for students, teachers, and writers.

Every year since Robert Daniels had entered school, he had never been defined by a label. He wasn’t a jock, even though he did play sports, he wasn’t a geek, even though he indulged in science fiction comic books and he wasn’t a hipster, even though he was very good at being ironic. Robert Daniels was undefined, and therefore he felt that he was nobody. This year however, Robert decided that he was going to get a label. He devised a plan that would hopefully help him crawl up the social ladder. Robert was going to spend the first week back at high school being, whoever he wanted to be.

 

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Till next time,

 

Orion.