College Student

I'm kind of getting a taste of what it's going to be like to be a college student. It was really weird to be at home by noon today. But I liked it. It was nice to be able to come home, take a three hour nap and still have time to wake up, make dinner, and do my homework.

What?

I had plenty of time. That was nice. I'm looking forward to Friday, too. :)

I survived!

I survived the first day of my Senior Year... It went by pretty fast!

I woke up this morning feeling nervous and anxious, but I knew I would be fine. So, I got up and ate breakfast, did my hair and makeup, and got dressed in my first day outfit.

We went a picked up Paula, and then headed to the school. During the short ride, I maintained my composure, and looked calm and collected, but all the while butterflies fluttered in my stomach.

Ashley pulled into the parking lot, and we got out of the car. The moment I stepped foot on campus, it felt right, it felt familiar, and it felt so good to be back. My anxiety faded away and I was in my element.

We opened the doors to a swarm of people and I recognized a few familiar faces amidst the crowd. I did my obligatory salutations, exchanged cordial greetings and gave a few hugs. I smiled and realized that I missed people over the summer. I missed talking to people and making them laugh. I missed being me... At least the me I become when I'm at school.

I notice a change in myself in different social situations. If I'm comfortable, I become a very chatty, somewhat of a social butterfly. I take on different roles when I go to different places. At school, I'm the person who loves to talk and make people laugh. I love that part of me. I love being that person.

I found and gathered friends with the same first period as mine, and together we tried with no avail to find our classroom. We asked a multitude of teachers, staff and administrators, but no one seemed to know where Mr. Randy Richards was located. After my entourage and I located my first period (with some assistance), the rest of the day went fairly smoothly. Seeing as today was the first day, we attended all eight of our classes and then went to advisory (homeroom). During my classes nothing went wrong, and I felt happy, calm, and relaxed.  Upon that realization, I breathed a heavy sigh of relief and thought to myself "I can do this, no problem". A smile spread upon my face and I carried it with me confidently for the rest of the day.

To draw the day to a close, the entire student body attended an assembly. We arrived to our seats in the auditorium and I anxiously sat, eagerly awaiting for it to begin. I then realized where I was sitting. The Senior Section. I felt a rush to be sitting there. The Senior Section. (If you hadn't noticed, I'm still adjusting to the fact that I'm a senior). The house lights went down and I cleared my mind.  The SBO's ran the length of the newly renovated auditorium, and hopped up to center stage. As per Ogden High tradition, they, in unison, screamed into the microphone

"WILL THIS ASSEMBLY PLEASE COME TO ORDER?!?"

I bolted to my feet and cheered as loudly as I could, a sense of pride welling up in my chest. In that moment, I lost sensation in my body, allowing myself to soak up the moment in entirety. 

The assembly went on, and at every opportunity I had, I participated. During Ice Cream and Cake and Ogden Will Shine, I sang and danced wholeheartedly. As a Sophomore and even a Junior, I didn't feel the pride and love for my school that I felt today. I don't know what made today any different, and I don't know what changed inside of me, but I like it. I love being an Ogden High Tiger, and I'm now, very proudly, a member of the Senior Class.

Here's to the Class of 2012! Hail to the seniors, the mighty mighty seniors!!!



School in the Morning...

The alarm clock is going to go off in about...

6.5 hours.

Needless to say, I'm not exactly looking forward to the moment it does.

Yay.

15 days

School is fast approaching, and I'm growing more anxious by the second.

I can't wait.

Rock Star

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am finally an official Rock Star. According to cappex.com that is. I've been using cappex for about two years now to aid me in my college search, and I finally reached Rock Star status. To celebrate my acheivement, they sent me an official Cappex cap. Accomplishment? I think yes. :)

So, here I am, rocking my cappex cap. I feel like a rock star.

Biting My Nails (not literally)

As of now, I'm torn between being excited for school to start and being terrified. Right now, I'm anxiously awaiting. I'm assuming as it draws nearer, I'll grow more nervous. After all, it is going to be my senior year.

Every year, about a month before school starts, I have my first day outfit already picked out. This year is no different.  Here is this year's:

(pardon my messy room. Haha.)

I'm excited for all the things a new school year brings. New pencils, the smell of my big pink eraser, fresh notebooks and new binders. New clothes and freshly trimmed hair.

I miss carrying around my backpack. I miss bursting out of the classroom door the second the bell rings. I miss taking notes and reading textbooks. I miss asking my teachers questions and raising my hand. I miss sitting in the front row seats. I miss opening my stinky blue locker that only works half of the time. I miss the creaky wooden doors of my old historic school. I miss waking up at 6 in the morning and heading to the gym to work out before class. I miss laughing at assemblies and taking hard tests. I miss checking my grades and doing my homework. I miss having a headache at the end of the day. All around, I guess I just miss school. 

I'm a proud tiger, and that runs true and deep. I love my school, and I can't wait to go back. The countdown is on. 22 days!