As the title suggests, I am in my last year of highschool… And it has been such a whirlwind of emotions.
To start, I am not living at home. My family moved the summer after my junior year. However, due to the nature of my education, it would be academically better if I hung out in California. So, currently, I am living with a friend who attends the same school.
Before any of you lose your head, I am actually homeschooled and attend classes with other homeschoolers. It is so much fun and so, very beneficial. I love my classes, teacher, and classmates.
Also, besides the academic boost, I have been getting to grow outside of my family’s mold for me. They have known me for my/their entire life, so change is not really feasible. Change is nice. This will actually help me in college (although I am dreading the fact that I have to make new friends).
I have gotten to hang out with friends and watch the relationships deepen. I have also gotten to continue working with children on Wednesday nights (an option that would not have been available where my family lives now).
Now, because I am third of six, scholarships are super important. I am attending a university in Virginia next year, so that means I have to work extremely hard at applying and reaching those goals. The current one I am working on is the academic scholarship. I have the GPA, but the ACT/SAT score? Noottt so much, haha. 35-36 or 1560-1600. So, it is a little bit of work, but hopefully (*crosses every finger and toe I have*) I can manage it… Exceeding my current SAT score of 1130 by… a lot.
Many people take a week or two for their senior trip. Me? Two mostly whole semesters (I was with family for Thanksgiving to Christmas though).
Oh well. At least my education is flourishing. Hehe.