Maybe it was the fact that I’d get to support the city I’ve lived in and loved for so many years, or maybe it was to be a part of the “cool crowd,” either way, going to the parade was one of the most traumatizing experiences of my entire life, where I learned that appearances can deceptive and that before going somewhere, you should always have plans made in case you get lost. At first, the parade was a lot of fun and really exciting. I met up with some friends from dance class and we got a load of snacks before going to the parade so we wouldn’t have to leave midway through for lunch. I had an amazing view at the very front of the section at Union Station, courtesy of my amazing friends, and a police officer. As the parade ended, my friends and I all realized that the crowd was about to get really rowdy, so we decided to go to the studio and watch a movie instead of staying around for the rally.
Dad stayed in the hospital for over a week by the time he came home, he had put over 70 Ivs in his arms. Dad was nervous to go to his appointment the next week because he didn’t want to stay there again. It was harsh that year he sleepwalked out in the cold to go to town but couldn’t find the keys. Mom told everyone to get up and help find dad, so I looked outside and when I looked in the car there he was sleeping in the driver seat. With the doctor bills and all of the other stuff we are kind of broke.
On September sixteenth at two o’clock in the afternoon, the Trojans went against Converse in a game of volleyball in the Korengay arena in Mount Olive. It started off a little rough for us but we picked it up later on. The game ended at 3:30 with the university of Mount Olive being victorious once again. The high school I went to was very small and did not have any sports so it was very interesting to see and remember how into sports people got. Though there was not a very large turnout for this game, the support for our home team was strong.
Keep in mind that I had never played on an organized sports team in my life. The reason I decided to tryout was because I wanted to get involved during my first year of high school and make new friends. Even though it was a little tough, it was completely worth it. On the third day of tryouts, the decision had been made and one by one, we went in to the gymnasium to find out our fate. Luckily, my hard work had paid off and….
Another memorable moment that I had from being a cheerleader was, basketball season it was very intense to see and cheer at the basketball games. Our halftime routines we’re awesome and I had a really good time cheering for the boys and girls basketball team. Competition Season was my very favorite, Our team work hard, like really hard and it took focus, we ended up coming out 1st Place winners in almost every competition, It made
I found some of my other friends and started talking to them as well. Once the bell rang we all hustled to our new classes, because we didn’t want to be late. I had Ms. Yarrow, Mr.Lee, and Mrs.Shizzle. The first day went by great and I had amazing teachers with a lot of my friends in my classes. When I got home that day I ran off the bus all the way down to our house and was so excited to tell my parents about my day.
There we were almost time to go to High School, the last time I’m going to see my friends in middle school. To celebrate one last time we all are going to banquet so we can one last time of fun. Our banquet was at the Hilton Hawaiian Village where they have resturant, music, stores, beach, and a hotel where everybody is going to stay. The problem was it cost a lot of money, it was about $41 but my mom paid because she works there.
The past three years of my high school experience can only be described as a roller coaster. I remember my first day of high school, sitting in the auditorium and hearing the counselors say "high school is what you make of it, so make it count". I was encouraged to join sports, clubs and extracurricular activities, which I did. I played Volleyball in the fall, ran track in the spring, joined clubs, and marched in the marching band. Even though I was very successful in playing sports, marching band was the most impactful to me.
The Summer of 2014 changed me, along with California, I went on a mission to Seattle and spent 2 weeks back packing. I went into my junior year with full forces studying hard for my ACT, becoming president of clubs, running varsity cross country, taking second in tennis and realizing I wanted to break out of Montana and go out of state for college. My past was my past and I would not change it for anything because it made me who I am today. I had found that same sassy, and independent two year old mentality I had
I thought once I got to the city and saw all the lights along with the crazy traffic it would be a thrilling experience. However, it didn’t live up to my expectations like I thought it would. When I came home for the first time, last year during fall break as a freshman, I never realized how beautiful Iowa was. I remember stating to my mom how everything looked so breathtaking, and she laughed at me because she thought I was kidding. I don’t regret coming to school in Omaha, I’m glad I chose to adventure off because I would never view home the way I do now if I haven’t left home.
In early September my family and I took a trip up to State College, Pennsylvania for the Rutgers Penn State game. Even though it was not the outcome I wanted for my Scarlet Knights, we still had a great time. Just being there for only a couple minutes, I quickly learned that when you travel for an away game with your desired sports team, you are going to feel like the minority. Kickoff was at eight o’clock in the evening, so that meant my day started at eleven in the morning in “Happy Valley.” Driving into the college town, College Avenue was filled with vocal fans and vibrant colors of blue and white. From cheerleaders handing out stickers labeled “Unrivaled” to extremely loud “We Are” chants filling the town, State College was turning into New York City by the second.