As I have become older, I feel as though I am always running out of time or there is never enough time. When I was younger, school was longer, five minute time outs were the death of me because they seemed like five years, and a week felt like a month. I was able to spend time with my family and have play dates with my friends. Maybe it felt that way because as a young child you do not necessarily have things to do or things you should be doing every minute of the day. You have all this time to take naps and play outside because homework only took 30 minutes. Time, there was always so much time.
Sophomore year of high school was when I realized that my social life had begun to shrink and the homework load had grown. I tried my best to make time for my friends and family, but there was always something to be done even when I did not have homework or tests. Chores, babysitting, work, and school consumed all the hours of the week, so it seemed, and when I did have free time it was usually at night when all I wanted to do was watch Netflix and sleep. I am not the only person who feels this way because I can hear the people in my classes talk about the same thing. I think it is important for teenagers to have fun with their friends and do things other than homework. They need to have time to spend with their family so that family has more of an impact in their lives. It is boring to do homework; to not do homework is death to your grade. So we do the homework and study for the tests and ignore the adventure. I cannot speak for every high school student, but that is what I do.
It is now junior year and this year I decided to take on a heavy work load like most past AP students because colleges want that, right? I have developed a schedule to which I follow almost religiously: wake up, go to school, go to soccer, walk home, sit on the couch for an hour, make dinner/help with dinner, do homework, go to sleep. My friends that I have hung out with since freshmen year are having fun and going out almost three out of the seven days of the each week and I am almost always home working on something. I attempted to do things outside of school with my friends like hiking and having lunch, but now there is only time for soccer team dinners.
Working hard in school so that colleges will accept you and getting a job so that you meet your parents expectations is everything now. As you become older, time becomes more relevant. You begin to realize that it controls your life and starts to speed up, each day faster than the last. Truthfully, I fear that I will not be able to do anything worth remembering before I die because death seems right around the corner even though I am only in high school. Is it wrong to fear time? Even today I was afraid that I would not have enough time to create this blog post by the deadline. Time is like money, everyone needs more of it, but there is never enough of it.
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