This title pretty much sums up how I'm feeling recently and how the last two weeks of high school are gonna go down. I have so many stressful things going on, but also so many exciting things as well!
For instance, I have 3 final tests this week. No, they are not for easy classes or are even just a class test. These are AP and State Certification tests. I have my AP Statistics and AP English test this week. They are each about 3-4.5 hours long, depending on when you start, how long the break between sessions is, etc. And lucky me, they're both on Wednesday. During school. That's 4 straight hours of English starting at 8. We end around 12 or so. Then without a very long break, I get to take my Stats test which is supposed to start at 12.
I'm going to be dead tired. 7-9 hours of testing in one day? With minimal breaks? This is where the part of the title saying, "Oh Gosh, I Sure Hope I Can..." comes in. Breathe in. Breathe out. I can do this.
Then on Friday, I have a Medical Anatomy Final. I have to get over 80%, which sounds pathetic and like anyone can do it. But that's what makes this test even more daunting. Our teacher said that only a few kids in his class pass this test each year, just because how precise each question has to be and because the body isn't something you just memorize pretty quickly. There is a LOT to remember about everything in the body.
This week will be my final week of teaching music lessons to my 8 students. Well to 6 of them anyway. This week is their last week I teach them, but then the next week is their recital and then they're gone! You would think I'd be sad, but honestly, for the majority of them, I'm not sad at all. :) I'm worn out from having to be a glorified babysitter to them for hours and hours each week. I love each and every one of them, but they need a break from everything, and so do I. I REALLY need a break. Really truly.
After these next two weeks, I'm on the homestretch. It's going to basically just be the waiting to finish high school that will be the worst. After Thursday in two weeks (the 24th), I just have Senior Sluff Day to Lagoon, no school on Memorial Day, Graduation Practice that Tuesday, also no school, and Graduation is that Wednesday!! I am so excited!
To show you how excited I am, I actually picked up my cap and gown on Friday and reality hit me. Oh man. I really am graduating! I pulled the white cap with the black and gold tassel out of the bag and shivers ran down my back. I would be graduating in these clothes. These clothes would be walking me across the stage where I get my diploma. These clothes are what I'm finishing high school in! I would be done! I will be done!
These next two and a half weeks are going to be stressful, but super exciting at the same time. I will try to keep updating my blog more and more over the next few weeks, especially as I am getting ready to leave for BYU-Idaho in less than 4 months. :) I really am determined to keep an updated journal and blog each week. Not only for my benefit, but for my family and friends who want to stay current and updated with my life but are away and aren't able to talk to me as often as they'd like.
I also want to thank my mother for being a great and righteous example to me each and every day, and especially as I'm leaving this fall for school. She has been so very patient with me, and even if her patience with me runs thin now that I've run it out over 18 years, she has always been there for me. Even if it has needed a little persuasion from either myself or my dad. :)
I want to write just a few memories I have from my mom so that you know how patient she is with me. :)
When I was really little, younger than 3, I LOVED scrambled eggs. I guess there were multiple times I did this, but there was one specific instance that my parents always tell me about. Haha, okay, I'm already laughing as I'm typing about this. One time, at two o'clock in the morning, I tiptoed into my parents room where my parents were sleeping. From my mom's perspective, she said all she could hear was, "Psst. Psst! PSST! Mom!" She then turned, startled, and said all she could see was the fuzzy top of my little head and my little glistening eyes craning to see her. She then said, "What Brittany? What are you doing up right now?" "I want eggs. I want EGGS!"
Yes, I wanted scrambled eggs at two in the morning. My mother was so very patient. Even when I bugged her enough to actually get them out of bed in the morning to make eggs. Oh man. Good times.
Another story of my mother's patience is when I was little, probably around the same age, I had these CUTE little red sparkly shoes. A lot like Dorothy's red ruby slippers. I LOVED those things, and I still remember them. I still love them too! I get sad whenever I think about this story, but I laugh at the same time. I wore those shoes EVERYWHERE. I probably even wore them to bed when my mom wasn't looking. I absolutely loved them. But the sad and tragic day came when my feet grew out of them. The shoes were just slightly too small. Small enough I could NOT even wedge my foot in there. I pushed and shoved and twisted and turned my foot to try to get them in there. But it wasn't happening. As I figured out by the words of my mom, I wasn't going to be able to wear them any more. I still remember crying for hours over them. I still probably would now. I still have that emotional connection to them. I guess girls really do have something they really love about each pair of shoes, don't they? :)
I just want to give a great shout out to all my female relatives and say--Happy Mother's Day! Cousins, Aunts, Grandmas, and even some friends and ward members that have left an impression on my heart I feel are also included in this.
I love you guys!
Have a great Mother's Day!
Live. Love. Laugh. Grow.
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