The Class of 2012. How long have we heard these words applied to us? Long years starting with broken crayons in kindergarten to inside-out sweatshirts in middle school to late English essays — 13 years of learning from the simplest counting to complicated algebra and calculus, from reciting our ABCs to reading Shakespeare. Imagine, us coming out of our respective middle schools into this monster of a campus. With three times as many people — people who drive. People who have cars and are legal adults. We’ve been here for four years. Count the quarters: there are 16 of them. Remember freshmen year: that infatuation with older students, and how being friends with a senior gave you immeasurable social status? There were some sophomores …show more content…
At the end of the year, we had the infamous crossing of the gym to the junior section. Eight quarters left. Junior year. Things begin to really take off. Periodically we were sent to the Career Center and forced to think about the future. When people asked you what you wanted to do "when you grew up," answering "I don’t know," after, of course, you explained that you were grown up, was just asking to be sent there. We found out that junioritis does exist, because we were starting to feel that draw, knowing that we were in the home stretch of the race. Both our basketball teams went to State, and we had three days where the school was a ghost-town, and if we came, we played cards, got free test answers from our teachers, or just hung out. We said good-bye to all those graduates, the sophomores from when we were freshmen, and watched them pave the way for us to follow, knowing that our day would soon come. And, as upperclassmen, we realized that freshmen were befriending us for status, and we smiled. Four quarters to go. Senior year. We talk nostalgically to each other about students who have long since graduated, things that happened so long ago or teachers who have moved or retired. The underclassmen stare at us like we’re insane because they have no idea who or what we’re talking about. We started that fabled senior countdown. It hit us that we’re going to graduate ... soon. Then we basked in
I’m sure many have shared stories of their high school experiences and can relate when I say those four years have taught me many lessons. During this time, I’d come face to face with the fraudulent friendships, temporary romances, and other high school dramas that my parents once warned me about—those of which I simply brushed off as myths. It wasn’t the 90’s anymore— times have changed and people are different—or at least, that’s what I thought.
Seniors have a tendency of taking their last year of high school for granted. They do not realize that the relaxed classes and fun filled weekends with their best friends will all soon come to a devastating end. They have applied for college, bought miniature refrigerators, and sent in their housing applications, but none of them have really thought about college in the way that they should. When asked about college most high school seniors image the huge parties, attractive people, and freedom; however, college is much more than that and, in a way, much less. College and high school are completely different when it comes to a student’s actual lifestyle, but they have many of the same traits that most high school seniors do not see coming.
As students, freshmen come into high school knowing that they are hated by every upperclassmen in the school, with the exception of some friends and possibly family. The freshmen don’t understand why they are disliked, and most of the upperclassmen can’t tell you why they despise the freshmen, except for some unproved responses such as: “They’re annoying”, or “They’re so immature”. This sequence occurs every year. As the freshmen turn into upperclassmen, they too develop a hate for the incoming freshmen. This relationship is common on a larger scale as well; older generations view the younger generations as annoying, dumb, and immature. Dealing with three generations today, we have the omniscient Baby Boomers (1946-1964), impious
WOW! So much has happened since June. The SV FFA and ag department had a rough start to our year losing three of our students who were on the FFA officer team to other schools. Even with this bump in the road, the four officers that remained visited Mt. Shasta City and had a blast bonding and learning more about each other at their officer retreat in August. Once school started we found three new officers and attended COLC (Chapter Officer Leadership Conference) where the entire team learned about their diverse leadership styles and were able to bond together as the official Surprise Valley FFA Chapter Officer Team for the 2017-2018 school year. If you see them around, congratulate President Cindy Hinze, V.P. Maddison Seely, Secretary Maya
The year you were a tiny fish in a big pond. I remember freshman year being a complete disaster, there is so many juicy events that took part in making this year a disaster but the one that hits home the most was during the middle of the year.
Our junior year, the administration tried to appease us by not requiring us to do a Senior Exit Project. Perhaps they mistook us for the last class of the old century, instead of the first class of the new millennium. Or perhaps they had not yet recovered from Freshman Focus.
There are tons of jaw dropping seniors, eh roughly about 88% of them being football or basketball players and the other 12% being band majors, but they were all physically in shape. The varsity cheerleading squad was packed with monstrous creatures whose hip line ended at the top of my skull and their luscious hair caressed their backs (even in high
This year has flown by quickly and sometimes I wonder where all the time went. When I first got my classes I was nervous because most of them were honors with two pre-AP classes. I learned that the classes were not hard if I studied and did my work. I wanted to drop out of my English class but my mother convinced me to stay in. My favorite class was science because we were always doing something interesting and I connected well with everyone. I got the opportunity to be in the school’s Show Choir which was amazing. I feel sad because in our Show Choir we are mostly composed of seniors so I got used to them and now I will miss them terribly. I feel like they were my second family.
Although seemingly mundane, even dorm room selection processes can be a source of social capital . Disparities in dorm room selection separate middle class students from working class students, who are often first-generation. Furthermore, middle class students gravitate towards housing options that support university involvement and social opportunities while working class students share spaces with other disadvantaged students who lack information pertaining to school involvement . This begs the question, how do first-generation college students activate social capital if manifested exclusionary practices pervade higher
With the switch from high school to college, students will be changed for the better or worse. An article titled “Your First Year of College: 25 Strategies and Tips to Help You Survive and Thrive Your Freshman Year and Beyond” written by Randall S. Hansen, a retired professor, explains that college does not need to be complex as most make it out to be. In college, the first week is essential to all students “It is during this time that you make critical decisions that will have an effect on the rest of your life.” (Hansen 1). Many kids drop out of college early due to their participation in the party scene. Students who are dedicated to their education receive the true college experience. Hansen explains that scholars should relax and participate
Junior year was the year I had been awaiting. It was the year I would finally be in AP Computer Science after almost three years of waiting. Whether it was counselors or teachers, they all informed me that computer science would not be offered sophomore year of my high school because they did not have enough students. Junior year… it was also the year they were attempting to modify the daily schedule, and change it into a block setting. I was curious to see how well it would work especially after changing from eight periods a day to only four. I walked in, got my schedule for the year and my eyes ferociously scanned the page left, right, up, down, and center to try and find the glorious line that said “AP Computer Science.” It was safe to say that I was frustrated yet content. I
While senior year seems to be what every high schooler is daydreaming about, walking into high school on the first day of freshman year is nerve racking. It is almost impractical not to feel overwhelmed. It seemed unimaginable that, throughout the next four years, every day will be spent eating lunch, and walking the halls with the people I was surrounded by. Just like winning an Oscar, becoming a senior in high school tends to be just as celebrated. Although they bear some similarities, the differences between the expectations and realities of senior year are clear.
The summer of my junior year was a busy but memorable one. I met new people and made memories I will not forget. I stayed busy by going to Sioux Falls for a friend’s surgery, working, and playing sports.
More than 98 percent of understudies live on grounds in residences. Rookies and sophomores should live in private universities, while youngsters and seniors regularly live in assigned upperclassman residences. The real quarters are tantamount, however just private universities have eating corridors. In any case, any undergrad may buy a supper arrange and eat in a private school eating corridor. As of late, upperclassmen have been given the choice of staying in their school for every one of the four years. Youngsters and seniors likewise have the choice of living off-grounds, yet high lease in the Princeton region urges all understudies to live in college lodging. Undergrad social life spins around the private schools and various coeducational eating clubs, which understudies may participate in the spring of their sophomore year. Eating clubs, which are not authoritatively partnered with the college, serve as eating lobbies and collective spaces for their individuals furthermore have get-togethers all through the scholarly
Well, this is it, the day all of us have been waiting for has finally arrived. It seems like only yesterday we were picking our noses and flicking them at innocent bystanders or yelling childish phrases like, "Liar, liar, pants on fire!" or, wait, that was yesterday. Never mind. Anyways.