Graduation Speech : My Dog Being Down, Prom, And Graduating High School

This took place last year, January 8th of 2016. On this day, my dog died. She had been having seizures, kidney failure, and all her organs were slowly beginning to lose all function. She was a boxer, and boxers normally have the life span on 9 to 10 years. She was 11, almost 12, so it was pretty rare for her breed. This was the dog that grew up with me and she was around my age. She had protected me my whole life, and she was the best dog I could’ve asked for. We eventually put her down after a few nights of seizures. She had been suffering more everyday. She was so skinny, you could see and count all of her ribs, she would hardly eat anything or drink. When she did get some food or water into her system, it would go right back out. It hurt

Junior year. My junior year I realized things about myself that I hadn’t previously known. Things I’ve never done before and things people thought I couldn’t do. Situations I thought I wouldn’t be in and there I was. Junior year, I did it.

When my families first Portuguese Water Dog, superb Sonoma, passed away, it was one of the most downcast days in my life. Sonoma was hard to replace, she was joyful, trustworthy, obedient, and just about the most wonderful dog you could ever meet. Sonoma lived a peaceful but much too short, ten year old life. Right up until the end of her life she was one of the most healthiest dogs around, so when a tumor burst in her pancreas it took our family by utter surprise. By the time we got to the Animal hospital, which had the unmistakable scent of sterile hallways and stale air, it was unfortunately too late to save our precious Sonoma. Which left our whole family with what felt like massive stone rocks in the pits our stomachs. While our family was melancholy about Sonoma's death it was also bittersweet. It was bitter of course, because you never realize what you have until it's gone. The sweet part of Sonoma's passing was that this end of something, was also the beginning to a new puppy, a new puppies life, and a new friend.

The day I got my driver's license marked the beginning of my independence and transitioned me into adulthood. It was one of the best days of my life thus far, and I will remember it forever.

A few years ago, our dog Tasha was diagnosed with cancer around the age of two. She was taken to the vet to treat what was thought to be a torn ACL but I returned home to find out she had a cancer called osteosarcoma. We did everything to make sure she would be okay. She was often taken to the CSU Animal Cancer Center for chemotherapy treatment and eventually to amputate her leg. After the surgery, we hoped that we had stopped the growth of the cancer. Unfortunately, this was not the case and we eventually had to put Tasha down before she could experience anymore pain. This was all before she was even three years old. This loss was hard for our house. It was quiet and there was a lack of that chaos we had learned to love. We struggled with

Waking up that morning May 21 2015 with a big smile on my face saying today I made it! Senior year was kind of a struggle for me trying to make top 10% of my class, work 2 jobs and attend extracurricular activities and groups such as ROTC French club ,Spanish etc. and manage a social life .It was a lot on my shoulders being that I goofed off my other years. Each day that year I would wake up and motivate myself to keep pushing and pushing to I reach my goal .There was nothing stopping me I mean nothing at all people would talk saying things like “oh he’s not going to pass you”. Friends would doubt me but that just pushed me to grind even harder .yeah I’m not gone lie there was many days I wanted to fall back into my old ways and skip

Hi, I'm Alyssa! I'm a student in NYC studying Economics. I've always loved dogs and growing up, I've had Keeshonds and my current Labradoodle, Jack! I've trained Jack in my free time to not do only basic tricks (sit, stay, high five), but to bark on command and put his toys away. I've taken care of both dogs and puppies for friends and gala events and volunteered at Tony La Russa's Animal Rescue Foundation (ARF) in Walnut Creek, CA for 3 years to which I've had experience walking dogs, and caring and socializing with dogs. I can't wait to get to know you and your dog!

my cat passing away was one of the worst experiences of my life. He was my best friend and i loved him. He would greet me every single day I came home and I became a carrot when i found out he was sick and dying. I became very depressed and all I wanted to do was cry. It made me heartbroken because no one wants to lose their best friend. In the end I knew that doing this would put him out of his pain and misery.

This year was a major stepping stone as i have began transitioning into a more independent adult, one my proudest achievements. In my second semester of junior year, I was given the task of taking the SAT and to start thinking about where I should further my education after high school. Another important milestone for me this year was finally passing my road test and receiving my driver's license. Despite the heavy amount of stress these tasks put on me, I was definitely pushed as an individual to complete them on my own, teaching me self

I never thought my whole world could end until my dog’s death. His name was Sabre, he was a German Shepherd. Sabre was a retired K9 police dog at the time and he was declining in health. He was 13 years old and had horrible hip dysplasia. He started having trouble getting up to go for walks and as time past he could barely get up to go outside and use the bathroom. As he started to get worse and worse my mom and dad started getting skeptical about whether he was going to make it much longer. After a few weeks of Sabre struggling to get up, sit down, use the bathroom and more my father decided to put him down. I completely disagreed with that decision. We argued multiple times about the subject. My dad would say “You don 't want him to suffer do you?”

Happy Hump Day, my FB Friends!!!! It ran today on my way to work, but I did not let the rain get me down!!!!! I JAM to my Debrat-Rat-Tat & the Ricky Smiley Morning Show. She featured her new Single w/ Jermaine Dupree and Goochi my way to work. I hope you guys have a grand day and do forget to grab hold of all the blessings that our God has just for you!!! LOVE YOU

2017 was the year I got my license. Most of my friends had already gotten their license, so it was quite an exciting time for me. My parents had already gotten me a car, so I’ll I had to do was take the test and pass. Which I did with flying colors.

High school is supposed to be the place where you have fun and a time in your life you’re supposed to enjoy. Movies often trick you into believing that high school is an amazing time in your life and there is nothing but parties and fun. In Bring it on, they portrayed the fun and exciting part of high school cheer-leading, however they intentionally leave out the tough times high school students’ face in school and in their practices. In other popular movies, such as High School Musical the students have no pressures other than the next basketball game. In reality, this doesn 't happen. The constant pressure is affected by the grade level you are in. In high school, students can be classified based on the pressures that are faced in each grade level into the categories of freshman, sophomores/juniors, and seniors. I am here to help you make your high school experience less stressful.

Two months ago when my grandmother passed away it was tough for my family. It felt odd, like we just lost something. It was hard to explain the feeling. My mom had it pretty rough and was going down hill. Then one day My dad decided to to get a dog I was sceptical initially but I agreed to it.

I remember when I was 11 years old and my dog, Happy, was sick with cancer. Since the moment we rescued Happy he was the sweetest, most energetic pet I had ever seen. He remained this way over the many years that we had him, hence, his name. I remember the day we decided it was time to let go. We took Happy to the veterinarian clinic and were taken into a little room. All four of us, my brother, my parents, and I, huddled around Happy as he was lying on the counter. The veterinarian gave us some time to spend with him alone and say our goodbyes. When she returned she asked if we were ready and gave him an injection that would take him away from this world forever. Happy was euthanized due to his illness. As terribly