As exam week winds to an end, it signals the begining of summer. And what a wonderful summer I have planned. But I also had a wonderful year. A year full of firsts, a year full of friends, and a year full of fun. Not everything was perfect, as life usually isn't, but it was a great experience all the same.
This year was my first year of high school. I was a freshman. A minor niner. And at a lot of schools that means initiation, paddling, and just an overall hatred for you since you're embarking on the older grades' territory. Lucky for me, my school isn't like that. I can't say that they were welcoming us with open arms, but they were pretty nice to us. Occasionally you would hear the eleventh and twelth graders complaining about how there were way too many ninth graders, and how they took up too much room on the bus and that we're just so obnoxious. But they were in our shoes three or four years ago, and I'm sure they acted the same (yet I'm also pretty sure I'll probably end up doing the same thing when I get there too).
I met so many people in my first year of high school. It wasn't just meeting people though, it was re-meeting people. There were a lot of people that I hadn't gone to school with since fourth grade when I changed schools, and they were so different. I also re-met the kids from my class in fifth grade that went to a different school for grades 6-8 (it's a long story . . . not worth telling). And then I met the kids that they were friends with from that old school. I also just met random people in my classes. There's so many people that I don't even know what it would be like if I wasn't friends with them. And had I gone to a different school, I wouldn't be. They light up my day. Every day. Even people I'm not friends with, I don't know how I would go on not seeing them and their unique personalities every day.
The stay-awake-a-thon was one of the most memorable experiences this year. A bunch of kids at my school did it, and we stayed up all night, partying in the cafeteria and the hallway. We played a countless number of games of DDR, and when someone brought in their wii (this was only two or three days after it was released) me and my friends almost died out of excitement. There was a dance competition, and tons of food. It was a blast.
I'm going to miss a lot of things about this school. I'll miss the pizza in the cafeteria, and putting chalk in the chalk brushes. I'll miss playing cards and frisbee at lunch. And that one game of shoe rugby we played . . . I'll miss the entertaining announcements, and the music for the bells. I'll miss my English teacher's power points, and my Math teacher's crazy stories. I'll miss all the inside jokes, and most importantly, I'll miss all my friends. I can't say there's anything I'm not going to miss, because even the things I didn't enjoy, created memories. I'll miss the janitor who laughs so loud you can hear him on the other side of the school (and it's a really annoying laugh too). I'll miss the long lines in the cafeteria, and the bathroom stalls that don't lock properly. I'll miss sitting on my desk in French class, even though I knew my teacher would tell me to get off it. I'll miss congested hallways, and how the vending machine never had any good chips. And I'll even miss taking the bus to and from school, with way too many people, and far too few buses.
All in all, it was a wonderful year. And even though I'm going to miss all this stuff in the summer, it won't be that bad. Because I know, that come September, I'll be back on the bus, going to school creating even more memories that I'll never forget.
Yours in Whyville,
dartanian
