Train of Thought

Finding your Outlet School and life outside of it can be stressful, so finding your outlet early on can help you manage the struggles to come. After 16 years of being the skinniest kid at school and looking like a 2x4, I started dedicating myself to the gym. As I became more comfortable lifting, the gym became like therapy; I could drop all my worries at the door and throw around some heavy weights to the taps and drumming of my rap playlist. Working out helped me through the horror that is junior year, and over time built up my confidence. Just because the gym became my outlet doesn't mean it has to be shared by everyone; anything ranging from art to sports to tinkering is just as great. Aside from relieving stress, outlets can help you find a long term passion, or in my case, become my passion. I look forward to my daily workouts and spend hours in the gym (as Josiah clearly knows after camping me out for water wars) getting rid of all my stress, but also working to improve mysel

   DISCLAIMER: BLOG CONTENT 100% SATIRICAL COMMENTARY AND DEFINITELY NOT SERIOUS      The past year and the last couple months especially, I've struggled to hold a pencil or type. Even as I write this, I can feel my fingers become heavy as my condition sets in: Senioritis. With grades not relevant anymore, it can be so easy to disregard classwork in favor of other distractions, and the pull becomes stronger the closer we get to the end of the year. For most of us, our grades are as good as locked in and we won't be taking the final, so after 12 years of studying it can be so hard to keep pushing when it doesn't matter anymore. Every day feels defined by 11:59, with work being finished in record times as the hour approaches. To simulate the experience of senioritis (as I would absolutely never actually do anything remotely like it) I chose to wait until the night before the blog is due to get to writing.  10:20 - "Free choice blog? I wonder what I'll write about.&q