Your Junior year (nearly) OVER.Tell us about it.
First off, please note that it is *You're.
Okay, I'm done being sassy. Actually, maybe not. Because for me, this year can be summed up in the frank hashtag of #thesassisreal. Junior year has been incredibly stressful for me because I've been juggling piano, school, standardized tests, volunteering, applications, club requirements, you know, the usual. And just like everyone else, I've had a few all-nighters and nervous breakdowns which have resulted in high levels of relentless sass. I guess that could count as my risk taken. If I see you twisting a story because you suffer from a severe case of self-victimization, then you better BELIEVE i will point it out. That's just one example of my sass. Usually, my facial expressions give it all away. Rumor has it that I do some serious, blatant eye-rolling without knowing (or do I). Basically, I've decided to be sassy because that is WHO I AM am i right ha. ha. ha. I sound like Adam Kiser AM I RIGHT.
I spent a nice, long time trying to be a sweetheart like Annie Bradford (it is physically impossible to be mean to her) but I realized that I am just not that nice of a person. I am sassy. (euphemism for obnoxious and bratty?)
I'll sum up my very extensive list of successes (jk jk jk) with one word: March. March is always an Asian's busiest month. I'm serious; ask any Asian and I GUARANTEE that he or she will concur with me. This March, I had two piano competitions, followed by the ACT and the SAT in the same week, KHSSL state for Speech and Debate, and a very important summer program application to complete. I know that might not sound like too much, but they all overlapped so I almost died.
This summer will probably be the greatest and most educational summer of MY MEAGER EXISTENCE.
Here's some background on what I'm about to gush about:
The Medill School of Journalism has been consistently ranked as the #1 or #2 school of journalism in the country. They host the Medill-Northwestern Journalism Institute, which is a 5-week summer program for experienced high school journalists. The 84 students live in a dorm on Northwestern's campus and take classes in print, broadcast, digital, and audio journalism. Basically, the program prepares high schoolers for college and media careers. Students receive individual instruction from famous journalists and current Medill professors, and visit professional media outlets like CBS Chicago and the Chicago Tribune.
So a while back, I annoyed all of my friends with incessant comments regarding this journalism program I just happened to come across over the Internet. My interest transformed into an all-out unhealthy obsession that literally drove me to insanity.
Fortunately, however, that insanity led me to create probably the strongest application of my life. Y’all have no idea how many edits were sprawled across my desk, how many nights I fretted over my writing samples, how many times I daydreamed of an acceptance letter.And so it happened. When I got in, my tear ducts decided to think, “you know, now would be a great time to make an appearance.” I started crying that really ugly cry we all have; i’m talking the whole shabang—skewed face, heaves, sputtering breaths, quick tears.I’m super pumped about this. This has been a crucial part of my dream for a very, very long time. I still can’t believe I got in to begin with!!
Sure I'd love to make friends with some of the international students (they're from Guam, France, Indonesia, El Salvador, etc!!!!) and explore Chicago, but above all else, I hope to grow and be challenged and walk away from the program as a more coherent and forceful writer.
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