Maddie+M

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When I began high school in 2006, I was scared of a lot of things. I cared way too much about a lot of things: being teacher's pet, doing my homework perfectly, being a part of every club, being on time to every class every day. I quickly learned that high school is about more than just grades and a perfect record. Looking back on the past years, I realized how much I have developed and changed as a person. Freshman year I met some of my best friends. Luckily for us, we're still tightly knit to this day. I wandered the halls at a mere five feet tall, looking after my sister who was a junior. I was subjected to typical freshman things: Waiting in the parking lot for half an hour after school, getting to school way too early, riding the bus occasionally, and crammed into the cafeteria during lunch. It was only a taste of what was to come for the next three years of high school, but with all the new things I experienced, I was ready to take it on. Sophomore year was sweet. I was one of the first to get my license. And a speeding ticket a month later. The work load began to get a little big heavier, a little harder, and the idea of college was already being pounded into our little brains. It was a scary thought, but between school and work, I was loving high school. Junior year was one of the hardest years yet. Bring on the college visits, career talks, and AP classes. But there were good things as well. Off campus lunch was one of the most exciting parts of the year, along with a courageous boost of school spirit. I found myself often dressed up in tacky school spirit, alone in the stands, but somehow like it. I tried my best to get involved with a lot of school activities, one of them being newspaper. Newspaper was where I really found my click and was influenced by the people I met and the products we created for the entire student body. After working all junior year to getting the best grades I could, the inevitable senioritis was bound to hit the next year. And it did. I got lucky with a crazy easy schedule and classrooms full of fun seniors, all ready to graduate. My friends and I went on some of the craziest adventures and did insane things, all with the excuse "we're seniors". Racking up the tardies and absences, I was well on my way to college. Now that graduation is finally here, it's weird to know that the class of 2010 is going seperate ways. Green hope brought a ton of memories, like powder puff games, student council, and proms. I'm definitely sad to see it all go, but ready for the future. I never imagined that i would end up going to NC State, but am excited for the next four years of my life.