Freshman Year

Hello everyone! I thought I'd start this Blog by giving some background, which I'll start with my freshman year of high school. 

I was homeschooled from the age of 9 to the middle of ninth grade. I had decided to start public school, since the homeschooling curriculum I had was expensive. I was struggling to learn at home on my own as well, and was hoping I would have an easier time in public school. 

"Public Highschool??

I'M GOING TO PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL IN A FEW DAYS/WEEKS! So, just this morning Mom submitted my application to - Public School. I'm really nervous ):"

11/15/20

I had many hopes for starting school, my biggest one being something I had struggled with for a long time- friendship. I had a relatively easy time making friends in elementary school, even though I was a very extroverted child. Usually my friendships started something like this: I would be by a table, drawing pictures on my own. A classmate would approach me and compliment my art. Then, in true 2nd grade fashion, we would suddenly be best friends for the rest of the year. 

But after being homeschooled for so long, making friends wasn't easy like it used to be. But it was one of my biggest dreams. Being a reader, (particularly loving Harry Potter, The Land of Stories and old fairy tale stories at the time), I was obsessed with the version of friendship I observed in the books I read. 

Going into my freshman year, the Covid-19 regulations were still in place. Zoom meetings multiple days a week, and then when we were in person, social distancing and masks were enforced. The halls were quiet, lifeless almost. And the classrooms and classes weren't much different. 

"School Starts

I start SCHOOL TOMORROW! Oh, and I just realized something funny. I pretty much started journaling right after I did public school, so I never journaled when I went to public school. Anyways, I'm freaking terrified. I'll try my hardest to update tomorrow night (:"

12/20/20

The new environment and sullen conditions gave me anxiety, worse than I had experienced before that point. It got worse, and within the first couple weeks of me attending the school, I switched to being on Zoom full-time. It was still miserable, but I didn't have that looming anxiety I had had every day I went into school. 

That pretty much sums up my first year of high school, waking up everyday to do my classes on my bed, no closer to making a new friend than I had been the previous year. 

~ Vera ♡