My Senior Year in High School was More Fun than Work As I walked across what appeared to be a mile-long stage to receive my diploma, I realized I had put in a lot of hard work leading up to that moment, but my senior year was not one of them. I enjoyed myself as much as possible during my senior year and was able to have some of the best times of my life that I will remember forever. I participated in fundraising events, prom king competition and matured leading up to my senior year which was not
changing my past for it is has led me to who I am now. However as I grow and reflect on circumstances that have occurred, I realize that there are instances in which I yearn that I would have done things differently. One perhaps being, I wish in my senior year of high school I would have worked less hours at my job and enjoyed my classes, events, and token opportunities in school. The summer before my senior year of high school began my parents had taken the decision that after twenty years of marriage
It’s my fourth year in High School, and it’s my Senior Year, Class of Twenty-Seventeen. It was going to be a good time of my life because I would be ending this chapter of my life and starting a new one. It was going to be a good year and nothing can get in my way from finishing High School. Thinking back at the beginning of freshman year getting lost, trying to find your way around the new school that you’re at and now we’ve become seniors and only thinking about getting to your first, last day
I am not sure what about my senior year of high school led to so many times of reevaluation as opposed to other years. Maybe it was because of the overshadowing of closing one door while knowing I would have to open another one very soon that led me to think through who I was and how I was taking in information. But, nonetheless, that year brought forth many opportunities for me to learn about myself. I consider myself an individual who knows a little about a lot. Being a history major that seems
At Last, I’m a Senior When junior year ended last summer, I felt like I knew exactly what was coming my way-- after all, I watched three different groups of my friends go through senior years of their own. It was finally my turn to experience senior year, something it seemed I had known about for years, and I felt like senior year would be easygoing and uneventful. Now, it has taken just a few short months to realize how incorrect I was. If senior year has taught me anything, it is that one never
I have been anticipating my senior year since the day I walked into my Kindergarten classroom. I always adored the older kids that only had one year of torture left. However; now that I am a senior, I absolutely cannot wait for the amazing opportunities that will come with this year. As my highschool career comes to an end, I have set some goals to ensure that I will have the best year possible. Although I have moved to a new place, and have been forced to start everything completely over again
My Senior year of high school was one of the best years of my life by far. I experienced so much throughout the year and grew so much as a person, experiencing new things and learning lessons along the way. I had a lot of hard times followed by some of the best times which introduced me to some people that have changed my life in many ways. I am thankful for everyone and everything that happened to me Senior year because it has made me who I am today. It all started the end of my Junior year of
My senior year of high school and I still felt like a freshman. The typical freshman vibe of not fitting in due to the fact that I was a new kid in school and the majority of people had been there since junior kindergarten. These four years at Cannon School have been an emotional rollercoaster. Due to the fact that I couldn’t find any friends for the first two years. I thought that I would find a group that I could hang out with but, it didn’t seem like I was fitingt into any of the cliques. I had
class, senior year is supposed to be the best year of highschool and this class was nothing short of being the best. In past years I've struggled with getting behind the language arts class I was in, but this year everything changed. After towing a few essay deadlines very carefully I realized that writing is actually one of my stronger abilities in school. Now by no means am I a great writer but I consider myself as a mid “B” average on my papers. After taking this class during my senior year in highschool
Towards the end of my senior year of high school, I was preparing for the next chapter of my life. I would be attending UC Davis in the summer for a four weeklong orientation program, specifically for first generation college students. This was the first time I would be leaving home by myself to a different country and it was the first time in over eight years that I would be exposed to the American culture. I did not have any roots in any American city nor did I have a so-called “home state.” However