High School: Not like the movies

What I have learned from the “best four years of my life”

Opinion of Hannah Gellar

High school is an interesting time. It’s glorified in movies (High School Musical), it’s dramatized in T.V. shows, and it’s definitely different than you imagined. I remember the last day of 8th grade, when everyone said: “High school will be the best four years of your life!” I always imagined high school would be like High School Musical. Disclaimer: IT IS NOT.
Although the thought of finding my Troy Bolton and falling in love with the star basketball player while belting out in song after each emotional high seems like a dream, I have come to the realization with two months left of my high school career that high school is in fact NOT like High School Musical. As amazing as the High School Musical series was, you have to admit: it is far, far, far from the average high school  experience.
Coming back to school after spring break, it hit me hard that I only had 9 more weeks of high school until the next chapter of my life would start. Freshman year may seem like blur, but I can certainly remember that there were no roof top dances or cafeteria sing alongs. What I do remember are the obstacles I was faced with, and as a senior, I have been able to reflect on the growth and lessons I have learned in my short four years here.
Granted, in the moment high school was a LONG four years. Those four years were full of experiences and firsts that I’ll never forget, and I learned more than biology and English and  history.
I learned that everything is temporary. Grades, classes, feelings, losses of games, and people. Most things if not all in high school do not last forever, and if I’m being honest with you, that is 100 percent okay. There are so many ups and downs throughout high school and for some reason while you’re in it, anything and everything seems like the end of the world. But let me tell you, from someone who used to think that a D on the test or a fight in a friend group was a huge dent in my life, it will NOT define who you are, and frankly, these “huge” tragedies in high school will be forgotten within a month.
If you are reading this and still have some time left at ELHS, I bring good news. That boy that crushed your heart last month or will crush it in five months, will not matter in a year…AT ALL. It may hurt so bad right now but I can promise you it will be insignificant a few years from now and will NOT define who you are. The history test you got an F on? That doesn’t matter either; believe me, you will still go to a college you love and get a job and be successful. The group of girls that decided to cut you off completely? Again, doesn’t matter. Those kids who bullied you, called you a slut, made fun of your style, or excluded you from parties—they really do not matter.
I do not mean to be repetitive, but the pattern seems quite obvious. In the moment these obstacles seem like the end all be all of your life, but in all honesty I have learned that high school is really not the best four years of your life. Not letting these things get to you is much easier said than done, I know. Trust me. I was there. But as a high school student, you have to make the most of this roller-coaster.
Maybe I did not find my Troy Bolton in the past four years, and maybe it was not the best four years of my life, but the lessons I have learned about moving forward and taking issues with a small grain of salt are ones I will take with me for the next four years of my life.
So no, I do not think high school is the best four years of your life. Believe me do not let High School Musical fool you, the best years of your life are ahead of you and I cannot be more excited for these new lessons I will learn.

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