Dear Second Semester,
I can’t even fathom you’ve snuck up on me so soon. Just a few short days ago I was worry-free, carrying winter break’s liberties with me wherever I went. Staying up until 4 and not getting up until 11. But then you came creeping up, shattering those freedoms and shackling me to the incessant rotation of school, homework, the rarity of sleep, and an exorbitant amount of Netflix.
My mind is a ball of yarn, tangled up in the crooked ends of tests, homework, and APUSH notes. My heart is begging for just one more episode, but my brain is instructing me to sit down at my desk and study for my math test. I don’t feel renewed. I don’t feel prepared. I don’t feel like this semester is going to be the best semester of my entire education. Even after 17 days off school, the stress of school still lingers around and consumes my entire existence. I feel like I need either need a really long nap or an extra-large coffee just to get me through my first class.
Our reunion was supposed to be a fresh start, a sense of new beginnings. Yet I’m still dragging myself out of bed at the very last minute, dreading what homework and stress my classes may bring. I’m still rolling my eyes as I walk through those doors and am greeted by the crisp sounds of slamming lockers and tardy bells while till jolting myself awake as I feel myself drifting off to sleep during lectures.
But, I must admit that your entrance also introduces the countdown to summer and the freedoms and liberties that come with it. Your entrance commences the anticipation of staying up until 4 am and not getting up until the clock hits pm. Your entrance introduces excitement for the warmth of the glorious California summer sunshine that awaits us.
But, all these things aside, I have to say I’m disappointed you’ve arrived, the second semester. I was not prepared for your abrupt interruption of my winter break, nor was I ready for the downpour of work and unnecessary amounts of effort you would require. I do request, however, that you take care of us. We are just stressed students ready for the freedoms that summer brings.
Sincerely,
A Disappointed Second Semester Student
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