Published: June 01, 2007 09:46 am      

Four years, but many memories

My senior year has been filled with many things. And those many things bounced from good to bad over the course of the two semesters that would spell the word “Graduation” in what seemed to be such a short time. Someone of my stature, who rarely ever, if at all, gets depressed, is feeling nostalgia over leaving SWHS in a few days. I won’t be coming back. That thought swarmed my head like a pack of rabid bees. While I roamed the hallway today and reached what I have come to call the “Gym Foyer,” I became overwhelmed with the feeling of nostalgia; of the many memories I have made in the last four years in this school. All the friends I’ve made, kept, or lost and all the hard work I made towards becoming a Writer or IT worker… has led up to the nostalgic event that will be Graduation.

I promised myself that I wouldn’t give in to the memories that would soon swarm me, but it all came at once. So I guess what I am saying here, in my own weird way, is that I’m going to miss this place. I’m going to miss the teachers like Ms. Morgan, Mrs. Simpson, Mrs. Parkey, and even Mr. Allin, who have all helped prepare me for life and the careers that I wish to have. I am going to miss the classes I took with my friends, making jokes and just having fun. Graduation may be a momentous day for all of us seniors, but… it’s a sad one because we will be leaving the very place that taught us to be who we are and not be ashamed of it; whether it is having a hearing aid, mental problems or defects, and so many other things. Southwestern High, to me, was like my second home. It was where my friends and I could have our talks and chill out. It was a place of learning and intelligence. I will miss it all.

Over the last year, you have all come to call me “The Jester” or “B-ri,” and I will still be those names. My senior year was probably my best year. It was my year to prove just how much of a good guy I really am. I was there for everyone and enjoyed the smiles on their faces when I helped them. I enjoyed the opportunities, such as being able to pursue another senior, who I had liked for 6 years, and having the opportunity to date her; however brief it was. I enjoyed the knowledge that people like Carol Parkey passed down to me. I enjoyed it all.

Underclassmen, I want to take this time and say take each day you have in this building one step at a time. It all goes by fast. Work hard on your schoolwork, cherish the moments you have with your friends, and just have fun. Being a senior isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, but yes, it does come with privileges. That doesn’t mean you need to slack off. So I leave this place with this message: Be kind and courteous to everyone, no matter who they are, and I promise you… it will pay off in the end.

Farewell, Southwestern High School. I will miss you all. And don’t forget to laugh! HAH!