The last semester of high school is always eventful. There are acceptance letters, caps and gowns, and invitations to graduation parties. There are the urges to ditch or just not go to school at all. There are the numerous days spent in preparation for prom and the few minutes spent on assignments. And, surprisingly enough, there are also lots of possibilities for change.
This is something I never would have believed a year ago when I was about to enter my last semester of high school. I thought that this second semester would be easy and familiar. I would hang out with the same people I had hung out with since freshman year. I would get those scholarships and acceptance letters that I had been working for my entire high school career. I would just repeat the routine I had developed over the past three and a half years. I would be in my comfort zone before I made the big transition.
But things didn't really go according to plan. I stopped connecting with a lot of my old friends. I got several rejections (and several breakdowns that came with that). I started questioning everything that I had once been really sure of. I hated that nothing was happening like I thought it would. I hated that people, situations and feelings were changing at a time when they were supposed to be constant.
I feel like we've been taught to believe that change is bad. When we say someone's changed, there's usually a negative connotation. When we say that our favorite restaurant has changed or that a website changed its look, we usually don't mean improvement. Even when we want changes to happen, we think it's too hard to create them. This week, I've come across multiple articles with advice on keeping New Year's resolutions, because everyone struggles with this -- which just goes to show that even when we want change to happen, there's still a part of us that rejects it, like the way our body rejects food after we've had the flu. We never really 100 percent break from our habits, no matter how bad or harmful they are.
As it turns out, these were changes that needed to happen, and second semester of senior year was the perfect time for it. Even though I grew apart from some of my friends, I bonded with people that I never expected to be friends with and remain close with now. Even though I did get more rejections than acceptances, I am happy with the university I attend and with the scholarships I was fortunate enough to receive. Even though I did get confused over what I wanted out of life and what career path I wanted to take, I found what I truly wanted to major in and what kind of career I hope to have.
I also realized that it was a lot harder for me to avoid change than it was to just embrace it. So as you enter your last semester of high school, remember that things may not go according to plan, but they'll work out the way they're supposed to. Remember that joining a new group of friends or deciding to attend a different college than you had expected won't be as bad as you build it up to be in your head. Remember that people, situations and feelings change and that's okay. More often than not, it's better than okay.