Moving Forward...

Leaving for college seemed like a present from Santa, though it didn't come wrapped in all its colorful paper or have those big fancy bows on top. It merely came to you in a plain box with nothing, but the words "Reality" written on the side of it. Optimistic people would tare into the box hoping for a fortune while those of use that have endured the repercussion from our parents who work or that we have attempted to maintain a job for the last two years; we are among those who fear to open the box knowing exactly what is in store for us inside. 

Pessimism would be a simple term in which to elaborate how I felt about going to Delta college. For me it was just another school where I was unable to move away from home. In my eyes it's like a high school for grown ups. When I think of college, I picture dorms, beautiful girls all around (not 40 year mothers of 4 kids), cafeteria's were the food is a lot better then high schools. College sports, away from all the parents, who complain that they payed seventy dollars to watch their son/ daughter sit on the bench. A life more of adventure instead of more repetition. 

I had always planned on attending Central Michigan University. Though I have met some interesting people here at Delta and have started making friendships with those that have similar interests or strike me as different, willing to put their passion in front of their image. How life should really be, unlike that of which the media portray's for the adolescents of my generation. It will never be Central Michigan, but for what it is I am great full to be attending college.

Saying goodbye...

All students are energetic about leaving high school and moving on in life. For me it's about saying goodbye to those that have greatly impacted my life. Friends will change and lives will be altered, but the memories will live on forever. I feel as though a small part of my heart is missing, knowing that I have lost someone dear to me. It's not like they have died, but that she has moved away and it feels as though what she meant to me has all been abandoned. It hurts to think about her and know that I won't be able to talk to her everyday like I use to. The joy that was endured during conversation will only be a memory in my mind. 

People never know how much they really mean towards each other till they have been separated. I know myself that there will be times were I wish I could see her and it won't be possible due to were we live or travel to.

College is great for expanding our knowledge, but is also detrimental when it comes to destroying friendships that were created due to close bonds in high school. I recently talked to a friend of mine who has felt lost because his live is completely consumed by work and school. The time to be with old friends has all disappeared and it bring great sadness to mine and his hearts to think of the opposite side of graduation. I wish life was more forgiving towards those naive teenagers we all grow to be. I know personally if I could impact the live of a naive teenager and help them to leave high school regret-less that would be worth telling a story, but that's impossible. How can anyone prepare for the life that is before them without living it and recalling all the decisions that have altered their live. All I will end this saying is make a good choice on the decisions you choose for yourself because the are the most influential part of your life.as you know it. 

Senior Trip...

It was difficult for my class to decide exactly where they wanted to go, that doesn't include the time it took for us to make the money. After, many hours of work and hard decision, my class decided to have our class trip to Cedar Point. Many people think that would be boring and  a waste of time, but for my class it was another time to bond and connect for the last time outside of school. I feel as though I'm always thinking back to that day. Oh, how much I miss the kids in my class and wish I could just have one more trip together.

As the day approached, my classes became more enthusiastic about going! For a fellow classmate it was a day that she will never forget for a completely different reason. Her reason was that she lost a brother the previous night and knew nothing about it until she was on the bus with the rest of us, on the way to Cedar Point. At first everyone was upset that we had to stop our trip because of some in connivance. After we all found out exactly why we were stopping, our entire stomach's dropped and started emotionally taring ourselves down for getting upset that we had to stop. 

The rest of our trip we continued to think about her and keep prayers in for the family. Just to watch a fellow classmate emotions change so drastically can really put a damper on things and make you appreciate just a bit more, knowing that it could have been someone in your family. In the end the trip was worth wild for those of us that were able to find happiness, aside from all the negativity going around. For everyone it would be a day to remember for our own reasons, whether they were good or bad.

Senior year...

How can anyone sum up there entire senior year in just three hundreds words? I personally can't it is fulfilled with way to many memories and moments that will never be forgotten. I personally wish it would have been a bit longer or filled with just a few more fun events, but for what it was I am pleased.

It started like any other high school year, but my class and I all knew better that this was going to be the year were we did very little and had fun all the time. I guess it's the feeling of leaving your friends that brings everyone close for one year. That is if your actually willing to get involved with the social life around you. For those who didn't their high school life never changed. Mine on the other hand changed because it really seemed a lot easier to get along with people because we all had the same goal in mind. "Make Senior Year Memorable!" From the homecoming floats to graduation night the fun never ended. 

High school and fun normally don't go hand in hand, but when it comes to a group of Seniors then we might just see it happen. From senior pranks to rebel clothing designed by them to prove they are independent and are willing to express their freedom regardless of the consequence. It may seem as though I am being very vague when it comes to details, but like I have previously stated three hundred words can't explain my entire Senior Year or others. I see it as only far to give the most basic information to elude from indulging you as a reader and then get cut short because of the word limit. Though we have been Seniors once and know from personal experience how fun filled high school was in our last year there!

Getting use to high school...

Junior year has come and the most anticipated parts of high school happen this year! From the allowance to drive to school to prom. In all I feel as though my favorite memory about my junior year was prom night 2011. It might have impacted your life, but mine impact many around me as well. I can vividly remember the faces of those around me smiling and laughing with joy. 

To many of those who learned later, about what they missed at prom had to see it the following year, but nothing was as memorable as my junior year. As my friends knew me as more of the shy guy who was embarrassed to get up in front of others and dance, regardless whether or not I knew the song. This all changed in a very quick hurry when the factor of money played a role. I sure each and everyone knows how expansive prom is. With that in mind who feels like spending money to sit around in fancy clothes. That was not for me and I was determined to get my money's worth. 

At first I still felt nervous to go out and dance, but after a bit of contemplation I finally asked a friend to dance and then it was all over after that. I couldn't leave the dance floor, no matter what type of song came on. I was in such a good mood and felt so great that no matter how bad my dancing was I was determined to have a memorable night. Which to this day my friends still talk about that night as if it were just yesterday.