I'm The Girl That Enjoyed High School

I'm The Girl That Enjoyed High School

Not many can relate, but your high school years gave you some of the fondest memories.

I’m the girl that cried on her first day of high school, afraid of the unknown and the crowded atmosphere. Little did I know that high school would hold so many memories and traditions that I will never forget. No matter where your high school experience took place, there are a few common memories we all share.

Friday Night Lights
The thrill of watching the boys you know put up a fight every single Friday night is irreplaceable. Each of our schools had its specific song to get the crowd and football players hyped. And that song will forever be in your heart. For my EUR, it was “Hell’s Bells,” and often times, it still brings me chills to this day.

A set routine gave you sanity.
You got to school about 10 minutes before school started, went through your schedule of classes, and at the end of the day, you knew that you had to hustle to the locker rooms to change for your sports practice. You couldn’t imagine your life outside of school being anything but being filled with your sporting events and homework.

You took great pride in where you went to school.
To this day, you are not ashamed to yell chants when you see someone from high school in public. You still give your high school friends a sincere greeting when you run into them randomly. You will never forget your school colors, mascot, or the atmosphere your entire school came together to create. You were not scared or embarrassed to wear your school colors from head to toe because of how much you loved that place.

Spirit weeks: If you didn’t dress up, did your attendance actually count?
Dressing up for spirit week was not a question. You searched around your house for the most epic outfit you could possibly put together within such a short notice of what theme was planned for each day. Occasionally, you had to make a run to Savers or Goodwill, but it was all a part of the greatest and most involved tradition of your high school career. If you were the most determined and put forth extraordinary effort, you received the title of “Spirit King/Queen.” Honestly though, if you didn’t look goofy, were you really doing it right?

The Powderpuff football game was fun, but the guys being the cheerleaders/dance team was even better.
Yes, we, girls, know that football is not our specialty. However, the halftime show with a dance/cheer performance by the guys was the highlight of the night. I bet they surprised themselves with how well they could do jump toe touches because they get so high off of the ground. It was absolutely hilarious to watch.

Homecoming, your first high school dance even though it was the lamest of all of them.
Freshmen year, you tried extremely hard to look good because you didn’t know what to expect. However, as the years went on, you kept on getting more and more casual with the way your dressed and presented yourself. And somehow, the music choice kept getting worse, too. You found yourself leaving this dance earlier and earlier each year.

Everyone always looked forward to prom because of the fine dining.
As a girl, getting to wear a long dress for the first time was exciting, but I think most people were just excited because we actually got served dinner. No matter how hard we all try to look classy, we will take food in any situation. Prom was just better all around: better music, better venue, and better people (prom was exclusive to only upperclassmen).

Senior nights were bittersweet.
You were ready to move onto the next chapter, but at the same time, you knew you had to leave your beloved team behind. And that broke your heart. To this day, I still think back to the days I lived and breathed cheer. 6:30 AM practices were always a struggle, but they were all part of the experience. And it was an experience I would never change for the world.

High school “lasts” were heartbreaking.
You always wanted to end on a good note, whether it was your last sports game, your last grade for a class (anxiously awaiting to see if you got that A, so you could exempt the final), your last walk through the hallway, or ultimately, your last day as a part of that school.

No matter where you are today, your high school will always be a part of you. You carry a piece of it in your heart wherever you go.

As they say in High School Musical, “Once a wildcat, always a wildcat!”

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To The Parent Who Chose Addiction

Thank you for giving me a stronger bond with our family.


When I was younger I resented you, I hated every ounce of you, and I used to question why God would give me a parent like you. Not now. Now I see the beauty and the blessings behind having an addict for a parent. If you're reading this, it isn't meant to hurt you, but rather to thank you.

Thank you for choosing your addiction over me.

Throughout my life, you have always chosen the addiction over my programs, my swim meets or even a simple movie night. You joke about it now or act as if I never questioned if you would wake up the next morning from your pill and alcohol-induced sleep, but I thank you for this. I thank you because I gained a relationship with God. The amount of time I spent praying for you strengthened our relationship in ways I could never explain.

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Thank you for giving me a stronger bond with our family.

The amount of hurt and disappointment our family has gone through has brought us closer together. I have a relationship with Nanny and Pop that would never be as strong as it is today if you had been in the picture from day one. That in itself is a blessing.

Thank you for showing me how to love.

From your absence, I have learned how to love unconditionally. I want you to know that even though you weren't here, I love you most of all. No matter the amount of heartbreak, tears, and pain I've felt, you will always be my greatest love.

Thank you for making me strong.

Thank you for leaving and for showing me how to be independent. From you, I have learned that I do not need anyone else to prove to me that I am worthy of being loved. From you, I have learned that life is always hard, but you shouldn't give into the things that make you feel good for a short while, but should search for the real happiness in life.

Most of all, thank you for showing me how to turn my hurt into motivation.

I have learned that the cycle of addiction is not something that will continue into my life. You have hurt me more than anyone, but through that hurt, I have pushed myself to become the best version of myself.

Thank you for choosing the addiction over me because you've made me stronger, wiser, and loving than I ever could've been before.

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When Was The Last Time You Were Alive?

If you can't post it for everyone to see, was it truly a remarkable moment?


Being alive is an essentially effortless act.

In theory, as long as you're eating food, drinking water, and performing as a human, assuming no major health conditions, most of us are living.

The tragedy I see most often is so very few of us are alive.

Now, I'm not suggesting you drop your textbooks and sprint up a mountain, or go broke trying to find yourself in new activities and events.

That's the illusion pressed onto so many of us. Social Media, more importantly, FOMO, has taught us that in order to truly be alive we need to make sure we travel far and wide, eat gourmet and unique food, and essentially, immerse ourselves in something phenomenal. However, regardless of what you do- don't do it without an audience and the value of your experience will only be justified by the number of likes you accrue on your #bestvacation ever because you #lovenature. With your back to the camera and wispy hair flowing in the beach air, you hit all of your angles, how else will you prove that you're alive to Instagram?

I fell for this too. I spent so much of my life constantly trying to get to the next phase life had to offer. High school was fun, but I was counting the days until graduation. Growing up in a small hometown wasn't awful, but I had sticky note calendars until my next vacation. And day in and day out, events would happen all around me that were just too "normal." I wasn't alive, but I was living.

Setting your soul on fire and truly living is so much more difficult than you could ever expect, but not because you have to drain savings and take along a buddy to snap all the perfect moments.

Choosing to be alive is realizing how important it is to be in this moment or phase in life and accepting it for all its worth. Instead of racing to the finish line or trying to sprint into your next season of assumed happiness, take time to notice all the beautiful and small things that make this moment so important. There is so much life to be found in simple moments.

Semesters are ending, we are all racing to summer. Perhaps in the process, take note of the routine cafeteria worker that constantly smiles at you and says hello. Or perhaps, giggle at the fact that in just a few short weeks that bus driver you see every single morning won't be apart of your morning routine.

The farther I get from what used to be my normal, the more I miss that season of life. I haven't lived in my hometown since I was eighteen, but I miss the simplicity that came with my drives to high school listening to Kanye West and the coziness of a small town opening its doors to start a new day. I never stopped to be alive in those moments, I was just simply living.

Wherever your next phase of life might be, it will always be there. You will always have something else coming. However, once this moment is gone. It's truly gone. Don't waste beautiful views trying to capture just the right picture for Instagram, take in the moment.

Living and experiencing life can be as simple as trusting that you're exactly where you need to be in life. Cherish each moment as you're in it. The next moment is coming whether you're ready or not.

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