I remember being eight years old and seeing girls at Wal-Mart or church and thinking "I want to look like them when I grow up." It went beyond that, of course. I also wanted to sound as smart as them when I talked, or walk the same way. (I don't think that a lot of high schoolers realize how much they impact elementary school kids by simply being.) Now, I have come to realize, I am one of them. It's an amazing revelation. I have, today and yesterday, spent the first two days of the the four years that I will be in that high school. And with that comes a sense of pride and realization.
Okay, switching gears, back to that memory from when I was eight. Only now I'm twelve. (Confusing, I know.) I watched movies and TV shows, I read books that made high school sound like a HUGE deal. In shows like Degrassi, (and several other peices of media that I can't quite recall the names of) there were always different crisises. And that makes me realize.. some point in hgih school.. I will face some kind of major dilema. Whether it's personal.. or at home.. or at school with friends or a boyfriend. It's scary. But at the same time it's comforting to know that in no way is high school the end of the world. That's what the TV shows, books, and movies don't teach you. There is life afterwards, for most. (God, bless those who jhave had the misfortune to deal with school shootings) And it is also comforting to know me, and know that I will survive (cue theme music, *dances*). As long as I keep my eyes on the goal, remeber my friends, and stay true to my Jesus I will survive.
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