December: "Sister Sister"

December is supposed to be my favorite month of the year,

But all I wanted to do was disappear.

The problem is my sister and I constantly bump heads.

“This needs to end” is what my dad said.

Sad to say, fighting with my sister has become a routine thing,

But people say it’s expected, especially amongst siblings.

“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.”

This quote could not be more wrong.

But I needed to be headstrong.

With the holidays around the corner

I could not be a mourner.

Although I ignored my sister for awhile,

It was time to put on my fake smile.

I had no choice but to compromise,

Because my sister unenthusiastically apologized.

I decided to be the bigger person

And ignored my sister’s excuses.

I know this isn’t the end.

I’m just waiting her next attempt to contend.

Her hurtful words will strike again,

Because she does not know how to amend.

So what will I do?

Turn the other cheek

Not because I am weak,

But, because it has become my new technique.

I cannot forget, she is my sister.

Even though she is as annoying as a blister,

Somewhere deep down inside, I still love her.

However, there are times I beg to differ.

But around the holidays we try to stay sweet

By making ends meet.

November: "To Drop AP Bio or to Not Drop AP Bio"

I found myself struggling in this one class, AP Bio.

My test and quiz grades were way too low.

I sat in class, took notes, and asked questions,

But what I really needed were some suggestions.

I went to seek some help from my guidance counselor,

With an upcoming test on the cellular barrier.

Mrs. Bilali encouraged me to stick to it,

And to ask Mr. Devereaux if I should rethink this.

So I walked up to room 335,

Where I never thrived.

But because I aspire to be a nurse

He told me to come to him before tests to rehearse.

I took all the advice I was given

And became so driven.

I needed to pass this test,

So I woke up early and got dressed.

I walked up to room 335,

Where I began to strive.

All I needed was some extra-help

To rid my pre-test taking yelp.

Once I had the paper in front of me, it all began to make sense.

The phospholipid bilayer acts as the cell’s fence,

With integral proteins passing through the hydrophobic region,

While peripherals bound to the surface of the membrane like some sort of legion.

I left the classroom that day with relief and some belief.

A few hours later, I received an edmodo.

It was a message that read “Bravo”.

As I scrolled down with fear

“82%” appeared!

I passed the test

Which now means that I must confess,

I’m sticking with it

Because I refuse to quit!

October: "My Struggle with the SAT"

My three least favorite letters: S A T

Oh how I wish I could be set free.

This test only determines the rest of my life.

Why can’t I just get every answer right?

But because that is impossible,

I have to be logical.

I was forced to take class after class and see tutor after tutor.

Again why can’t my mind just work like a computer?

This isn’t the way I imagined spending the beginning of my senior year,

But I had to get over my fear.

The test is less than a month away.

And to my dismay

I had to give up 2 hours out of my Saturdays,

Which gave rise to someone’s salary,

All in hopes that my scores increase dramatically.

All I can do now is wait

Until November 3^rd, the date I hate.

Preparation was torture.

I hope for the best in my future...

September: "Lovely Mess"

Just when I thought everything was going great,

There was a change in fate.

Everyone says senior year is the best,

But for me it was far from the rest.

The first week filled me up with stress,

Bombarding me with a self test.

Can I handle this?

Life threw me a curve ball

To see if I can recover from the fall.

Sure enough I made it through

The drama I believed would never come true.

The lies that stood in the way

Distracted me from my extremely busy days.

My main concern was trying to fix things

Like there was some magical tool.

But I was just a fool.

I soon learned what was really important.

Although I was hesitant

I let it go, ignored the negative,

And went with the flow.

Can I handle this?

Is that even a question?

Did I mention..?

I made it through

Without a clue.

Senior year is supposed to be the best.

So now I juggle one less mess, you.