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Somethings never change, and thats okay. My high school was always a place of chaotic emotions, ups and downs, love and hate. Yes, I loved high school. But there were also things I hated about it. Its almost inevitable to feel this way at one point or another in your high school career. Along with these emotions are people. People you love, hate, and feel indifferent about.
Going home for the weekend of home coming I was naturally very nervous. What was I going to wear, who was I going to see? Would it make me home sick and want to go back and do it all over again? Would it stir up old emotions that I wasn't prepared to deal with? How would I handle seeing certain people?
As I walked up the tarred pathway alone I really didn't know what I was getting myself into. I didn't think going back to my high school would feel that difficult. In actuality it really wasn't that hard, it just seemed too much at the time.
Going back made me realize just how much I really have changed. Just my short time on a college campus as a freshman has made me so different. And not different for worse, different for better. More mature, more out going, and more easy going. Every teacher I ran into said I “Looked great, and seemed so much happier”. That couldn't be more true. I am so much happier at college.
Finding happiness at college isn't to say that I wasn't happy at high school. There were just things there that were keeping me down. For me college has been a time of freedom and new responsibilities. Responsibilities that I was more than ready to take on.
By going to my home coming I learned that though high school was familiar and easy, it wasn't the place for me. Some people peak in high school and I just happened to not be one of those people. New experiences and challenges in college are what motivate me to be better.
By going to home coming I realized I did miss my old school. I did miss what I used to have their, but just because I missed it wouldn't mean I would go back.
Looking at this years high school seniors I realized I was glad to be home. I was glad to be beak and experience my first home coming as an alumni, but I was also glad to be able to go back to school a couple days later. I was glad to have new friends and a new place to call home.
So thanks high school, of teaching me what I needed to know to make it in college, this is my place.
