{"id":5960,"date":"2019-05-09T14:15:31","date_gmt":"2019-05-09T19:15:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=5960"},"modified":"2019-05-09T14:15:31","modified_gmt":"2019-05-09T19:15:31","slug":"until-next-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2019\/05\/09\/until-next-time\/","title":{"rendered":"Until Next Time"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So we&#8217;re nearing the end of the year, and I just wanted to check in, even this isn&#8217;t my last blog post (while it is getting close to that time). I think my point of me writing this is to let you guys know where I&#8217;m at at, and what kind of head space I&#8217;m in.<\/p>\n<p>This past year has been the worst and best of my life. And I say that in the most endearing way possible. It started out with me moving here to MSA, and that was the hardest thing I&#8217;ve done. For a while, I felt really lonely and didn&#8217;t really feel like I belonged at the school. It had gotten to the point I resented the school, and didn&#8217;t want to be here. When I mean I was so close to dropping out, I mean I would have if my mom would have let me.<\/p>\n<p>But by a stroke of God, she didn&#8217;t and when this semester started, the strangest thing happened; I didn&#8217;t want to go home on weekends anymore, and I actually kind of dreaded it. Not because I hated home, but because I had so much joy in spending time with people at MSA. If I could have frozen any point of time, it probably would have been late March to Mid-April.<\/p>\n<p>It feels like so much time has passed, and at the same time, like none has all. I feel so matured, yet also somehow still like that scared, timid girl I came as. I&#8217;ve changed and morphed and I know I will keep doing that. And so has my work! Although, I feel like I&#8217;ve hit a wall with creating content, I can see the immense growth from the beginning of the year to now.<\/p>\n<p>This weekend we meet the Juniors, and I&#8217;m so excited. This is a whole new set of people I&#8217;m about to meet, some that might change my life forever, or might just change it for a couple of months. Either way, I can&#8217;t wait to see them blossom and flourish like our class of 2020 did.<\/p>\n<p>I would say what I&#8217;m feeling most of all, is scared. I&#8217;m so terrified for this new beginning, and this end of an era. I&#8217;m getting the feeling just like I had those first couple of months at MSA; scared and somehow so alone. But I&#8217;m trying to remind myself that on senior move-in day I&#8217;ll see so many familiar faces, and then get to know the new ones.<\/p>\n<p>So with this, I say hello to a new era. Ew, that&#8217;s so cheesy, but it&#8217;s true. I hate goodbyes, and I&#8217;m not going to let this be one.<\/p>\n<p>So hello school year of 2019-2020! I&#8217;m excited to experience you. Please be kind to me, because 2018-2019 has really put me through the ringer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So we&#8217;re nearing the end of the year, and I just wanted to check in, even this isn&#8217;t my last blog post (while it is getting close to that time). I think my point of me writing this is to let you guys know where I&#8217;m at at, and what kind of head space I&#8217;m &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2019\/05\/09\/until-next-time\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Until Next Time&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":33,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5960"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/33"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5960"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5960\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5980,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5960\/revisions\/5980"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5960"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5960"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5960"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}