reflections on a year

Since I have grown up a lot this year, in respect to the fact that I have read so much classic British Lit (as my teacher calls it) and can now recognize an allusion to almost any Brit poem, I have noticed something. Besides the British Lit I have been reading for the past year, everything I read seems to be so transparent. Like I can just see them pulling out a thesaurus or discovering a new word and using it over and over again. Literally my English teachers have destroyed pleasure reading for me. Do you want to know what I am reading for fun right now? The Complete Sherlock Holmes. That isn't fun. And this summer I was considering buying The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde. Seriously? I'm 16. I know it is a good thing that I am enjoying fine literature, but I would really just like to go back to my old books that I could finish in 2 hours and not have to contemplate the situational irony or deeper meaning. But now when I open those books, they sound whiny and pretentious and remind me of those trash romance novels that old people read on airplanes. I will read someone's whole deep entry and just think "wow someone in the 1800s has already said that and they put it a whole lot better, so have you ever read the funeral blues by w.h. auden?" No, because they are probably a normal teenager. I mean I feel very luckey to have read so many classics and actually enjoyed a lot of them, but I really just wish that I could still enjoy my old stuff. Or at least not have to snub everyone else's work because I have been spoiled with the finest prose and novellas. Here I am complaining that I have learned too much when I should to studying for all those other classes where I have not been so fortunate.
Speaking of learning too much, but still needing studying: What can I say about World History? That class has probably changed me the most this year. I know so much about so much. I don't even really want to say exactly how much I know about China and Japan, because it pains me. I actually had nightmares about kamikaze pilots the night before my Japan unit test. That's super normal. I have never felt so informed about the world in my life and I feel like if someone asked me anything pertaining to history from Mesopotamia to WWII I would totally have an answer and that feels good. Trust me, you should try knowing more than the people around you, I do it all the time and it feels awesome.
I don't really have anything to say about my other classes other than I AM ALMOST DONE AND THEN I NEVER EVER EVER HAVE TO DO THEM AGAIN! and I can confidently say that because I have A's in all my classes so even if I bomb them I will still pass. HA! Next year at this time I will almost be a senior and then I will be done with high school. Kind of a creepy feeling because I'm not quite ready to be so old, so I'm hoping junior year will go a little slower than this year which completely flew by and I barely had a chance to accomplish anything. I am really planning for junior year to be absolutley amazing, so stay tuned for that!
I started writing this entry because I read someone's post and my reaction to it really bothered me because I have become a literay snob and have hence stripped down my writing to the simplest words I can use to convey my message (and a few ostentatious words that I actually know the meaning of so I don't have to look up so it doesn't make me a noob for using them) which totally means Orwell which was right, which also bothers me because I just made a reference to Orwell, BUT I got wrapped in the thought that school is almost done! So here's to that amazing summer that I have been anticipating since Christmas.
Cheers to only two more days of school!
Cayla