Ten years. That's how long it's been since I sat in the front of the Logan gym in a silver gown with a stupid hat on my head holding Blue Eye's hand through our class song so I wouldn't cry after giving my speech. In some ways, graduation seems like yesterday, and in a lot it feels like a whole life ago.
High school was good for me. Sure, it had its bad moments, but all in all, it was a great experience. I won more gold medals than would fit on my FFA jacket, played at the State Basketball Tournament, wore the homecoming queen crown, traveled all over the country to look at animals, almost caught the school on fire, learned more than I thought possible from teachers like Mr. Franklin, and made some great friends along the way.
|Senior Class (yes, that's all of us)|
|Me and Mrs. Blue Eyes before a basketball game.|
|Me and NM Animal House Boy at State FFA.|
|Me and Blue Eyes at Homecoming.|
|Me and BFF at District Track.|
|State Livestock champs my freshman year.|
|Me and the boys at a volleyball game.|
|Me, my parents and my friend Kyle.|
|High School Buddy, Mrs. Blue Eyes, Me and Blue Eyes.|
Here's to making the same true about the next ten years!