So this is it.
I still remember my first time walking the red and black school halls lead by P.A.L. Mentors with my plans to become a doctor. I remember my Fish Camp when I had no idea who I would become. Looking back, I realize that I’m no longer even in the MST program, the whole reason I came here. I proved myself wrong when I convinced myself I wouldn’t enjoy high school that summer as I walked out the doors. I realized they were right at my freshman assembly when they said high school would fly by, but I didn’t believe them then.
There’s just no way that I can effectively sum up my experience in high school or on the newspaper staff. No one warned me of the life-changing people I would meet, the accomplishments that I would reach and the tears I would face. There’s no way I would have been the person I am today without them.
I honestly didn’t think I would be anyone important in high school. I thought I would be one of those girls that would fade from people’s memories. I never thought I could touch so many people. The groups I have been involved with have allowed me to lead and help others, make people stop and think and made me thankful to be alive. I didn’t think I would have many friends, but high school made me realize that having many friends is not nearly as important as making yourself into someone who is worthy of having friends.
Some people will never understand why I love this school so much. Maybe they’ll never get to see what I saw in this school. But they’ve shown that they know that I do. Winning Best Raider Spirit for two years in a row is one of the biggest honors I’ve ever had, and I am so thankful that I was chosen to be so.
I am so lucky to have worked with so many talented and remarkable individuals that have inspired and challenged me to do better. I will always treasure every award I have received, especially those that were given to me because I did what I loved.
I am proud to say that I helped lead the goals of our newspaper staff. I will always cherish the memories I’ve made these past four years. I am so lucky to have the chance to be a part of so many great memories. And even though I don’t want to, it’s time for me to grow up. University is going to be a big change for me, but I know I’m ready to start the rest of my life.
I cry about everything slightly emotional in my life, and I haven’t cried about graduation yet. I know it’s only a matter of time though. Maybe it’ll finally hit me sitting around all my classmates on graduation day, surrounded by all red and black gowns, people I might never see again. All I’m saying is keep an eye on me, and if you’re sitting near me, please think about bringing me a lot of tissues.