I Am At Cedar Park

The weather cleared up and me, along with my entire class and teachers, got to enjoy a beautiful ceremony. Lining up we started to proceed out to the football stadium from the gymnasium, my mind would not stop thinking. I just could not stop remembering what it took for me to get to this day. The stress that I endured studying for the SAT, filling out my applications and most importantly, perfecting my essay. The idea that I was not going to be living in this beautiful town I have spent my life in, brought a flood of emotions. Thoughts of my friends not being by my side next year made me feel as if I was sinking into a deep hole; this place, this town has had so much to offer to me. The past two years that I had spent in this place were the most emotional and exciting times of my life. I knew even though I was not going to be waking up in my familiar place anymore, I would be waking up in what was to become my new familiar place. I knew that even though my friends would not physically be there with me every day, that they would be there when I called them. If it were not for all of the people I have met along the way, I do not think I would have ended up where I am today. It just is a common thought for whenever I get sad about everything ending, I remind myself that there is a new beginning coming and it is going to be amazing. The place that I have spent my whole life

Four years of my life drained away at this place called Troy High School. After this year I will be walking away from Troy, worn and torn from the hours of anticipation for grades to be posted, the next weekend to arrive, the answer to whether that special someone will say yes to the next dance, or the unbearable wait for that painstaking bell to ring. Troy is a place of education, a very good one at that, with its Blue Ribbon Award and national recognition, you’d think I would be walking away with knowledge that will serve me well for decades to come, but no. I could have learned the same things I learned at Troy anywhere, it is the insight I picked up that will take me far. “What insight?” you ask. Its priceless wisdom really, it’s a

Introduction: It seemed so far away, and all of a sudden I had to make the decision. A decision that would change the rest of my life. From the time I was little I knew I wanted to go to college, and here I am. I have always had the desire to continue my education and gain many experiences after I graduated from high school. I didn’t ever thing twice about continuing my education

There’s one decision that I’ve made that I’m still carrying out; meaning, I’m still not certain whether it was a good one or not. My decision was to come to Squaw Valley Academy. I did not want to go to my local high school as the education system wasn’t the best a couple years ago. It still isn’t but occasionally I wonder if I made the right choice. By going through with this decision I have changed a great deal. I have been at this school for almost two years now, and I’m definitely not the same person that arrived here. Going back home I realized how different I was from my old friends, and how much more mature I had become.

On move-in day your Freshman year, you were of course excited and Dad and I shared that excitement. We set up your dorm, carefully placing every item, making sure the beds matched and decorating to show your style. We carefully looked at your schedule for recruitment week so you’d know just which clothes to get ready. We made one last Wal-Mart run, with everyone else in College Station, to be sure you were well-stocked with supplies. Then it was time to leave you. This time, it was Dad who was emotional. He was leaving his little girl, by herself, in a world of young men and women that you, and he, didn’t know. But I wasn’t worried, not this time. I knew you were okay – you were a fierce individualist who knew that you valued education, persistence, loyal friends, and kindness. Aggieland was just the place for you, and when we left you on those stairs of Wells Hall, I hugged you goodbye, confident that you would be

My mind was racing with thoughts about how I hated my major and never wanted to study history in the first place, how I didn’t feel I was smart enough for the school or scholarships I had earned and how I just really wanted to leave and go back to Holland because I did not love the school I thought I loved. The next day I met my mom at Aquinas College and after even more tears I explained how I wanted to drop out. After filling out paperwork and packing my things I left with my mom to Holland feeling like a failure because I dropped out of college not even forty- eight hours after moving in. When we got home my mom made a big dinner to cheer me up and said these words that still give me so much hope, “Today is the start of your new life”. After that day I truly began my new life, since I had so much time on my hands I started volunteering at Herrick District Library, a place that I have always loved, once a week, began learning how to drive and found a major that I am truly passionate about. Ultimately, I started doing what made me happy and it has turned a situation that looked sad, confusing and hopeless into a land of new

As you know, I was one of your favorite students but I didn’t get to actually tell you my story. When my two sisters and I lost our mother to breast cancer, I was only seven years old. It seemed like immediately after her death my loving and grateful father remarried. I struggled with reality for years and I felt lost. By the time my twenty-first birthday came I was pregnant. I had little knowledge on anything. Honestly, I missed out on my mother’s reliance on God including her guidance. There were periods of hardship until I finally cleared my mind. I started to listen to my step-mother’s military ways and I took action. I started my education with my dreams in mind and enrolled at Parkland College.

As time went on the house was continuously being built meaning time was running out, I was making sure I appreciated my time in Oak Forest as much as possible. At the end of the school year I did all that I could so I was obviously upset with leaving. I began to spend time with the friends I knew in Orland park and was hoping that I would at least go to the same school as them so that I could know some people in my school. It just so happens that I got very unlucky and went to the school where I didn't know a single person, Orland Junior High (OJH), which is exactly what i was afraid of. This was the start of a new chapter in my life. As the school year started it turned how I imagined it to be, standing alone with nobody to talk to while everybody else reunited with their friends and talked about their summer. Another thing that gave me a punch into reality was the level of difficulty the grading system and classes in this school

I always believed that things would just work out in the end. That I did not need to be wrapped up in over complicated situations because they would unravel themselves. I had this idea that I would grow up, go to college, and then get a job. My older brother Joseph had a similar idea. He started at the University of Dayton in August of 2015, but decided to come back home to our house in Bucks County at the end of October in 2015. His simple decision of “college wasn’t for me” had single handedly ripped me from my cozy reality that “everything works out” and had pitted my family against one another.

I know that it doesn’t appear to be such a big deal, but just the thought of having to start fresh in the middle of high school had been enough to send shivers down my spine. I wasn’t sure that I was ready to be a Rockingham County High School Cougar. I walked in on the first day, on the outside looking collected, but on the inside I was shaking like a loose leaf being tossed around on a branch in the middle of autumn. “What if I don’t meet anyone? What

It was March when I received the letter from Gwinnett County School , saying that I will be attending Berkmar Middle School for my 8th grade year. I smiled, but then the thought of my friends made my face to a frown. I guess things happen for a reason. Later, that day I showed my mom the letter and she asked “ What's that ?”

With a high quality of life, a thriving economy, opportunities for outdoor activities and an impressive rate of growth, residents of Cedar Park have much to enjoy. The town's population increased from fewer than 5,300 people in 1990 to more than 26,000 in people in 2000 and almost 49,000 in 2010. The estimated population in 2016 was over 70,000 people. With such rapid increases in population, the officials of Cedar Park opted for asphalt pavement on many of their local streets, realizing that asphalt pavement was fast and economical to install and repair. Many businesses followed suit, choosing asphalt pavement for their parking lots and private roads. For more than 30 years, Alpha Paving has been assisting customers in Cedar Park with the

The first seven years of my life I had a great group of friends who loved me dearly. I went to a great school, and I had a very loving family. What I did not know is that my life would change in the blink of an eye. While I sat in my desk first grade year, the intercom came on and the lady said, “ Breanna Fair needs to check out.” When my family got home, I saw boxes packed with my family’s belongings. I wandered down the halls of Andalusia Elementary School and there were many thoughts running through my mind. What’s happening?Why did we move?Will I make a lot of new friends? At first I felt scared, but now I have attended Andalusia for almost twelve years and I could not be happier with the group of friends I have and the accomplishments

Everyone was so excited but they all had the same first question I did, “What are you going to do about school?” I didn’t really know exactly how it would work but I insisted that I was going to go. As the date drew closer in April for classes to begin, doubt began to overwhelm me. Even on my first day of class, the instructors told us that we would all have to make sacrifices, such as jobs or hobbies, to be able to focus on school. As I listened to them telling us how tough things were going to be and that not everyone would pass the class, I knew I had to be tougher. I had nothing I could give up. I had to work full time and I had to take care of my family. I knew I had to prove them wrong. I made it through the 1st semester and gave birth to my second child on July 29, 2010. The next set of classes started August 4th and I was in attendance. No one thought I would be back so soon. Even I didn’t think I would be back so soon but through prayer and determination I succeeded. I finished school in June of 2011 and graduated at the top of my class, with the 2nd highest

As the end of the night approached us, I couldn’t stop thinking about how many mixed emotions I had about starting a whole new chapter in my life. I couldn't wait to go to college, meet all new people, get a degree so that I could start my career path, but I knew that meant I had to say goodbye to my two best friends, who were moving several hours away from me. This was one of the hardest things I had ever had to do in my life. We all cried a little, and then made promises to keep in touch, and then we were off into the real world! I was very happy to be at this point in my life, but I was scared deep down inside.