Summer is Ending

It's almost here. Senior year is almost upon us. Isn't that a terrifying thought? All that occupies my mind now is college applications and essays, an upcoming TOEFL test to prove my proficiency in English, SAT subject tests and improving my scores. It almost seems a little ridiculous that there is still so much to do outside of regular schoolwork. It's funny because, in a way, it doesn't feel like summer should be ending. It certainly does not feel like the fifth of August, but rather the fifth of June. I can't believe it's been a month and a half since Alex visited, nor can I believe it's been five weeks since my family's road trip to Cape Cod and Boston. And while all of my friends are tackling their large piles of summer homework, I feel like I am living in the doldrums.

Of course, I'm supposed to be working, slowly catching up on missed Chinese homework, and furthering my studies. I am also supposed to be starting my college apps, but clearly I am procrastinating with those too. Even my goal to lose weight has hit a stand still as my frantic exercising from the beginning of summer has come to a grinding halt. As usual, it is about the time of summer in which I am anxious to begin learning again, and to do something, to have a daily routine. Sadly, school doesn't start for another three weeks. I guess for most, that's one of the perks of moving to a new school in a country with a different system but I will soon be bored out of my mind. I am excited to meet new people, start with my classes, learn something, but most importantly escape a city that is slowly but steadily becoming dull.

See, this is why I have conflicting feelings. I don't want to leave my friends and I will miss them terribly once I do, but I wish we were all in any other city. Half of me is still in denial about the move, while the other half wishes I could leave already. But it still has not sunk in that it is already August of my Senior Year in high school.