Today was, without a doubt, the worst day of my life. I had to sit through fifty minuets of grueling criticisms of my life mistakes by a bunch of over-achieving seniors. Ms. Serensky’s AP English class tore apart my crumbling life after I lost contact with the love of my life Amy, just when I thought things could not get much worse, they spiraled into the abyss. Of course, I know my choice to turn towards drugs and alcohol may not have been the best of choices, but come on now! I was depressed! A little sympathy would have been much appreciated. But as the class continued to question why I didn’t do something more useful with my dwindling time, I found that I simply had “no explanation to offer” (98). Looking back on my past life choices, there really was no excuse for my reaction. At one point, a girl by the name of Emily stated that she was “really disappointed with [my] behavior and the waste of potential”. At this moment, “there was a sudden, powerful awkwardness between us” (99). I mean seriously, I am being chastised by a group of eighteen year olds who live in a bubble! I really did not know how to react to this criticism of my life style. So I decided to retaliate pleading that my life was difficult but “it was a mistake the moment the words [left] my mouth” (100). Instantly this group of frenzied teens attacked my weak excuse. I had no help from anyone, I was alone. It is never a pleasant feeling, to sit and listen to others mock you and have no say. I wonder if any of these students have ever made any mistakes, they all seem so perfect when they sit and judge me. If they were in my shoes, what would they have done I wonder?
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