Homework’s Effects on My Love for School

So, for those of you who don’t know, I’ve been going to school since pre-school and Kindergarten. Throughout the years I have come to have a rather rollercoaster-like love with school – better put, I have come to have a rollercoaster descent-like love with school.

My first six years of school were among the best times I have had with school. School loved me, and I loved school. I loved school so much that one year, for Christmas, I asked Santa Claus for a math book so I could do problems. School was fun, I never got bored, and I almost never had homework.

My middle school years were when things started getting rocky with school and I. We began to fight more than usual. Courses got tougher and more numerous (from four to eight classes). School started giving me more flack in the form of homework, and I was starting to get aggravated about it.

The high school years have been the hardest ones between school and I. It’s like the flame we once shared together is slowly, day by day, being extinguished, and I don’t like it. Classes are mostly rigorous, with an abundance of IB. Homework is almost a given for said classes every night.

And so it has occurred to me that the homework issue is probably the main reason I have come to resent school so. From K-8, I never procrastinated on any of my homework, but when I got to high school, all my friends started doing it, so I thought, heck, why not give it a try (peer pressure I know – sue me). It was hard to get used to at first, but by the end of first semester freshman year, I was a pro, and have been ever since.

This procrastination, however, has been my second love, and school does not like it. It makes seeing school very difficult because I saw procrastination the night before and now school is giving me very little time to get the homework it has thrown at me done. I suppose it’s tough love. I know in the long run school will be better for me than procrastination, but procrastination is like my summer/four-year fling right now. It’s so fun to be with and school just isn’t. But maybe there is some love still there, maybe we could hook back up if things between procrastination and I don’t work out. I guess only time will tell.

(I’m going to college to be a doctor, so I guess I’m going to have to start loving school again because I’ve got another nine years to be with it, haha.)

Dakota