by Schuyler Holleman '20
7:40-7:50: You arrive at school, DEFINITELY driving the mandated 5 mph speed limit in the garage because, as an admirable Close student, safety is of the utmost importance.
7:55: You manage to once again make really awkward, intense eye contact with the crossing guard while you run to Woodley, likely resembling a chicken with its head cut off.
10:20: You PRAY someone remembered homeroom snack. She forgot. AGAIN. You munch on week-old Doritos. Naturally, you polish off the entire bag.
10:45-1:00: That STA boy in your English class could DEFINITELY hear your stomach growling.
1:05: Your heart drops. They ran out of pasta. What is there to satisfy your cravings? Chicken and rice.
2:45-3:40: You may think you would have some downtime between classes and sports. Good one. After meeting with your teachers for both AP French and AP Bio, you swing by your meetings for Discus editors, Vestry, and the four random clubs you accidentally signed up for at the clubs fair, stopping along the way to chat with Ms. Bohlen because, well, you know.
3:40: Sprint down the hill to the Athletic Center, rain beating on your face, as breathing becomes impossible. Death is upon you.
3:45-5:45: After a good 8 hours of learning, there’s nothing we NCS girls love more than some grueling physical activity. 10/10 would recommend.
6:00-7:00: Yet another extracurricular activity. Maybe you do acappella, a travel soccer team, or maybe HIE. Either way, the day is FAR from over, ladies.
7:30: No time for dinner — you sprint past your parents, hurdle over your dog, and launch yourself up the stairs to your bedroom (after grabbing a nourishing and fulfilling protein bar).
12:00: You crawl into bed, telling yourself “I’ll just give myself a good five minutes on Instagram.” Suddenly, it’s 2 a.m.