It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Although I was only in yearbook for two out of my four years of high school, it was definitely one of the highlights of my entire high school career. I know band kids and sports kids had their own "life-changing" experiences, but we had our fun times too.

"There's no place like home." Or the yearbook room.

You did everything in the yearbook room. You laughed, you cried, you argued, and you ate (a lot). You always had a place to "work on pages" (skip class) and always had fellow photographers there doing the same thing.

Selling your soul to sell yearbooks.

Starting the first day of school, you were on your friends and teachers like a hawk to get them to purchase yearbooks. You spent hours trying to come up with creative ways to get those books sold. And don't even get me started on trying to sell those senior ads.

You always ended up in the weirdest situations on campus.

There are a lot more clubs at your high school than you thought, and you always ended up photographing the most random things. From action shots of the JV girl's golf team to group pictures of the automotive technology club, you've seen it all.

You and your yearbook friends were the "camera girls."

You never went ANYWHERE without a camera. You had your designated space for your tripod on the football field on Friday nights next to the cheerleaders, and a school day never went by without someone asking you to take a picture of them.

You miss it more than anything.

College journalism is great, but nothing beats the memories that came with taking pictures for your high school yearbook. No feeling comes close to the day towards the end of the year when the book you've worked on for months is finally in your hands.