Unachieved

In life people set certain goals for themselves, certain achievements as stepping stones. As if life is a steep inclined hill and the stepping stones is the only way up. Sometimes you lose sight of these achievements and try to take the easy way out, skipping the goals you set for yourself.

School was always a problem for me, not that it was hard or I couldn’t comprehend what was going on but I always thought I could be doing something else, instead of wasting time sitting in a classroom. My classes started at 7:50 on most days and at 7:51 I was ready to leave. I would get to class and look at the clock as time stopped. The teacher voice became monotone at this point and my mind drifted as I start a Charlie Brown episode in my head. “Wom woup wom wom” is all I hear as I try harder to understand the teacher staring blankly at the blackboard. Then I start to think of the reason why they called it a blackboard and it was obviously green. Then a startling sound like a blast of a rifle that almost shakes you out of your skin the school bell rings. One down and what felt like a century was left. As I walked to my next class I prey for the next break that came in this marathon of a day. Not all classes were as bad as some. Teachers tried hard to keep us interested, but I would still at times zone out and start to make plans for the rest of my day. Lunch was finaly here, which was funny cause now that I look back on it those final 10 minutes till 5th period almost felt like it could compare to the rest of the day in time. As I watched the second hand move starring at it as if I had the power to make it move faster it slowly but smoothly hit the 12 and it was like a horse race started and I was in the lead. Running to my locker and then outside like the school was underwater and I was rushing for air, finnaly outside of this acedimic prison. Going out for lunch was the prime of my day. I didn’t have many friends but the friends I did have were very close to me. We walked to lunch everyday the exercise was good. The food selection wasn’t bad either we had everything from Burger King to Chinese food. We would eat our stomachs full and then start the walk back. The walk back always took a little longer cause I never really wasn’t in a hurry to get back. It about 12 o’clock now and there 2 hours and 45 min left in the day and the classes felt almost like they interlocked with each other. Making it one huge class that lasted 3 hours, and then the day was done.

It felt like a curse bestowed on me that I would have to endure this dreadful cycle 5 days a week for the rest of my life, so I stopped taking school as seriously as I should. At the end of my senior year I was told that I didn’t have enough credits fulfilled to receive my high school diploma. I have never been stabbed before, but when I heard those words come out of my couenslors mouth I felt as if I was stabbed with a sword through my heart and it was left there to slowly drain what ever life was left in my body. It’s funny that when things go wrong you always look for someone to blame but never look towards yourself. I blamed