School was GREAT!
Ah, school. everyone just loves it right!? To be honest, I loved it. I hated sitting home and doing nothing. I got to see my friends, and I had people to talk to all day. Truthfully, the end of my high school career was a joke. I had one real class, that somehow I b*llsh*tted my way through. I guess I liked school more for the social aspect, rather than the education part, (as bad as that may seem). Every day, in 3-4 classes out of the 6 classes I had, I found myself sitting in my favorite teachers classroom, messing around or ranting about who pissed me off that day, and she totally understood. She was there for me when I needed her the most, and I am forever thankful to have had someone like her in my life.
Now back to school. Sure, college always came up in conversation with family members, and counselors, etc, but I never truly found myself wanting to ever go away to school, let alone actually going. I took the SAT'S and ACT'S so I would be ready for college when that time has come. At community college orientation during my senior year, I low key loved being on a college campus, surrounded by all my friends. We were laughing, having fun, messing around, and saying how badly we couldn't wait to have the freedom we will have in the near future.
Graduation Time!
Next step.. graduation. Boy, was I ready! It was a bittersweet time in my life, to say the least. I was growing up, and would now be considered an adult. The next step of my life was happening, and I had no idea what was gonna happen! A handful of my friends were getting ready to move away from home, ready to start their college career. Another handful of my friends were ready to continue their education here at home, at our local community college. To be completely honest, I signed up for my classes and paid no interest in it after that, whatsoever. I think I was too focused on enjoying my last summer with everyone home to think about all the schoolwork I had a head of me.
After graduation, the next two weeks were great. I was out every day and every night, hanging out with my friends, creating many memories I'll never forget.
Then reality hit...
I never believed anyone when they said my "high school life" would go down the drain after graduation. I started working many, many days. Every so often I would take the day off, and go to the beach, or spend the day getting lunch with my friends. But the majority of the time I was working. Don't get me wrong, I love to work. Everyone says how hard of a worker I am, and how I had very good work ethics. Truthfully, I don't mind working as much as I do. It feels good, and rewarding. I started losing touch with my friends, and by the end of the summer I practically kept in touch with about 4 girls from high school. To this day, there's only two. (s/o to Emilia & Amanda, who I know are reading this!)
I slowly started dreading school and when it was time, I went in with a bad attitude. I was miserable, cranky, and always grumpy when I was on the campus. The first few days were TERRIBLE. I didn't like the atmosphere at all. Fortunately, it wasn't too big of an inconvenience, being as it took me a total of 3 minutes to get to class, and I only went 3 days a week. I begged and begged and begged my parents to let me drop out. I had already dropped one class (due to it being unnecessary for my business major), and I had 3 more to go. All my friends joked around calling me the dropout, but hey, I gave it a shot! My parents, always being the ones to constantly look out for me and my wellbeing refused to let me drop out. They wanted me to attend the first semester, to get a taste of the college experience. My mom swore I would change my mind and have a whole different outlook on it throughout the semester. Well, that didn't happen. In fact, it only got worse. Dropping the rest of my three classes was already out of the question, so I continued to go. I went to class, did my work, and that was it. Every Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. I constantly complained about how much I hated it. I really only went to make my parents happy. I tried it, and what people say is true. College isn't for everyone. (Fun Fact-- I wrote an essay on how College isn't for Everyone in my English Class and I passed! lol!)
What next?
Here I am, sitting in my bed before work on a Tuesday. My last Tuesday with classes! I finished off the semester! I'll never admit this to my parents, but I'm glad I attended college for one semester, even if people do say it was a waste of time and money. The only way I would have known it wasn't for me was if I tried it, and that's exactly what I did, thanks to my parents. Sure, some people don't support my decision of not going to real college, but it's not like I'm going to do absolutely nothing with my life. I have a passion for makeup and hair, as many of you already know, and that's why I'm so excited to be attending a cosmetology school around the fall of 2017! As of right now, for the next few months I'm going to be working full time between all 3 of my jobs. The school is undecided yet, whether it be here in New Jersey, or down south, where I'm reeeeallly aiming towards. (sorry ma & dad!) But I'm beyond thankful to have so many people who support me and my decision! I truly cannot wait for my future, and to start doing what I absolutely love!!
