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Hey, so I'm Hector and I'm here, mostly to vent. Sometimes, there are just things I have to get off my chest and the best outlet for me is just to write it out.
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Well, I’m sitting in my A period classroom;the leadership room.
The class is yet to start.
I’m sitting here, listening to the Executive Board banter on about how to go about deciding our grades for the semester. Shit. The quarter is over. The semester is almost over. Time for reflection…
I’m honestly scared. I don’t know what’s gonna happen. It’s time for a great transition and I feel like I’m not ready. This time, it’s not just moving over to another public school. This time, we all go our separate ways. I dislike this feeling. I dislike being a Senior.
This high degree of uncertainty is killing me; mark my words, this will be the end of me.
It’s this facade that I’ve created. It’s been going on ever since freshman year.
