Being a junior is said to be one of the hardest parts in high school life. Most of the former third years that I've been friends with, all said the same things. I was actually scared. Everything is new, the teachers, the rooms, the classmates, all of it. I though to myself, how can i survive, because i barely got through my sophomore life. I'm not actually the smartest person and the bravest too. I tend to fall apart when I'm in front of an audience or even just a few of my friends. It was hard for me to cope with the first year and second year lives, and i thought that it will be even harder to cope with my third year life.
The first day of classes came. Waking up was one of the hardest things to do, then i realized that it was just the start of even harder challenges. I didn't actually expect that Mrs.Malimban was our class adviser. Again, i was scared, even though i can see that she's a really nice and amazing teacher. Also, Mrs.Atendido, she was the teacher that i was most scared of. English class was the class that i never looked forward to. The lessons was one thing, and I'm really scared of new teachers. I never do well in public speaking and plays. I'm too shy for these sort of things. Another one, was the classmates, I don't talk that much, so i don't have that many friends. I am not fond of talkative friends, because it's sort of irritating. And also, the classrooms, in the second year building, the classrooms in the second floor has a normal temperature and i wouldn't sweat a lot. I thought the same way in the third year building. I thought that the breeze was amazing and cool. That up there was an amazing and new life.
Unfortunately, all of my expectations are incorrect. Well, except for two, third year really was one of the hardest of all the high school years. It's so hard. Everyday we have so many assignments, and you have to study for every subject, even though you don't have to, because there's always a recitation waiting for you. The third year classrooms are like a furnace. It was really hot, especially in the afternoon. I can't stay inside during the breaks, because i need fresh air. I realized that you don't have to be scared of the teachers because they are nice and considerate. Mrs.Atendido wasn't actually that bad. She's nice and humurous. But im still scared of what's waiting for me in her subject. The classmates are nice and cooperative. Third year days wouldn't be that bad. You'll just have to cope with new things and it will be over before you know it.
