| So it's almost been a week since I graduated from high school. How time seems to fly by. I can still vividly remember my first day as a freshman back in 2004... all I saw were this much older looking individuals all around me and I was terrified of not making a proper first impression with my peers. I was excited to see that many of the peers I spent most of my time with in junior high had joined together in this one area in the quad where they would remain for the next 4 years. Throughout that whole year i experienced many trials, tribulations, depression, and that much needed heart ache...I began to grow into the person I wanted to be and learned what I wanted, didn't want, and most importantly what I deserved. Sophomore year was my favorite out of my four years spent at NHS. I got involved in so many amazing activities on campus from environmental club, drama club, dead poets society, to yearbook and journalism. I spent most of my year growing closer to the class of 2006 and developing friendships that changed my life forever. Going to the beach, fieldtrips for environmental club and hardly ever being home, I had such an amazing time. I developed an amazing friendship with my best friend Rob and can remember all the hang outs that occured that year; going on walks and talking for countless hours on the phone about our crushes. I celebrated my 16th birthday and had my very first birthday dinner that none will ever come close to topping. Even with the drama that took place, I wouldn't trade it for the world. "Hey there Delilah" is the anthem for the year and I still remember all the YPP parties late at night to get things done before deadline. Times like that can never be replaced or duplicated. Junior year was a time of conquering fears on my part. I took an AP class, found myself dating a little more and dealing with the troubles of adolesense. More heartache, disappointment and aggrivation played its part in keeping me feeling alive that year. There was no such thing as feeling numb. I made close bonds with the class of 2007 and began working my way up the ladder in journalism to become Editor the following year. I delt with the pressures of figuring out what colleges I'd want to apply to the next year, made sure all SATs and ACT tests were taken, and made sure I stayed involved as my life seemed more crazy and hectic than ever. I took more leadership roles in things on campus and truly dedicated the year to making sure my grades were the best they could be. I ended the year with Honor Roll. Senior year is a close runner up for favorite. I can't imagine a senior year going any better than mine. I started working and was able to have some fun nights out with friends. Went to Disneyland numerous times, beach trips, parties, dates, nights out on the town, school dances and was given the honor of being a princess on Winter Formal Court, became an active member of the Bible Club where I spent many amazing hours with my best friend at events, was given the honor of becoming the Valhalla Editor in Chief where I spent my hours smiling and stressing over the current issue being worked on, joined peer tutoring again where I made amazing friendships with people I never really had the chance to get to know and celebrated with the amazing class of 2008 and we swept every possible award for crossfire and taking the honor of crossfire for the 2nd time in a row. I watched the guy I liked like someone else, I dated boys who didn't deserve me, and made mistakes that taught me valuable lessons. I turned 18, got my permit and my first credit card. I broke curfews a few times, told a few lies and ultimately discovered that some of those moments I thought were amazing ones were actually mediocre. But even with that said, I don't regret a single thing and I'd never take a moment of my high school experience back. High school was a cliche experience. It was everything anyone ever told me it would be. There was drama, backstabbing, lies, manipulation, stupid boys that loved to break hearts, fights and aggrivation. But there was also friendship, love, celebration, and memories that will last a life time. NHS offered me friendships I wouldn't trade for the world. I am truly the luckiest person alive. Northview was the best school anyone could hope to spend 4 years learning and growing as a person. The teachers were more than just educators, they were friends. They dedicated their time and energy into making sure we were safe, well informed and cared for. Chanting "08! 08! 08!" is something I loved and will miss dearly. I can see us meeting again in 2018 and chanting as one again... because thats our style. No class can compare. Even at graduation we sat in the middle of district field still chanting as one. We carried a school spirit and appriciation for the school that became our second home that no other class can say they possess. We became a family and joined together to show each other appriciation during our final year walking the halls of northview. I can honestly say I will miss every single person I was so fortunate to be in the same class as. The class of 2008 will go far, as we all head off in our own seperate directions and begin that next chapter in our lives, I think of how truly spectacular our class was, from scholars to athletes, nerds, preps, cheerleaders, drama queens and kings, to that normal teenager still finding their place in this world, we truly took Northview by storm and made everyone look our way in everything we did. We made our mark on NHS and we will all be Vikings now and forever. |
