I'm scared. I have thirteen days left to pack up and move. It's actually terrifying now that I think about it. Put 8 years in a few suitcases. Try doing that. I have not started packing yet and I don't know what I'm gonna do. I have a few ideas as to what to take with me and what to leave, but I think it's going to be one of the toughest things to do.
I am spending 6 more days in high school. Now that is scary. Reading the end of the year paper and seeing the reflections of other seniors it makes me realize that I really will miss PAHS. It's been my "home" for the past four years.
I will miss going to choir practices. Though Mr. Baltimore's style was completely different from Mr. J's, I liked them. Baltimore expanded my knowledge of producing sound and definitely improved my (not-so-great) voice. But I think I owe more to Mr. J. (I can't help but cry as I am writing this) He was one of the greatest teacher at PAHS. He made me realize I can do more. I always thought I had a deep voice and he decided to put me as a soprano. Now I can (almost) hit the high notes and I truly reach further. He never gave up. Even with his disability, he was perfectly normal. It's almost impossible for me to not smile when I think of him. He is such an inspiration.
I will also miss other teachers like Lake, Fratch, and Mastropierro. These men never failed to make me smile and they were always there. Lake has to have the corniest jokes (from "I'm on a roll and it's not buttered!" to "Mooooo-ving along. Cow are you?") but he is a great teacher. He makes you work and does not let you give up. Fraraccio is the most laid back teacher I have had. Though when he was my teacher junior year, I didn't talk to him too much, he was such an impact. I looked forward to going to first period (though I hate waking up early) just to listen to his lectures on different aspects of Sociology. Now that I don't have him as a teacher, he is more like a friend. It seems odd to text a teacher, but I can do that with him. Mastropierro (aka Chef) taught me so much. He pushed us at all times to keep moving because that would not be acceptable in a real restaurant. He was always very generous and fed us hungry students almost every day. The cookies, the cakes, the demos, the ice cream, the frozen drinks, they were all made with love. I love the fact that I can be myself with him. I can get very sarcastic with him and he'd understand me. Love you Chef!
The most important thing that I will miss are the friendships I made. Some friends will be with me forever, others maybe until I graduate. 'Out of sight, out of mind.' Sad but true. But even those friends will always have a special place in my heart. Love you all!
There are things that I will definitely not miss. The lack of AC, the crowded hallways, a few teachers and students.
Now that I poured my heart out to no one, off to study for Lago's exam!
:)
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