Sorry If I Shed a Tear.
Seniors around the world are getting ready to move forward in life. Prepared to head off to the college of their choice, eager to leave the underclassmen in the dust. Some are a little sad that they have to leave some of their close friends and a select few teachers. I, however, feel as if I have it rough.
I have 15 office workers and administrators, almost 20 departments full of the world’s greatest teachers, 2 caring nurses (aka Mamas), 9 incredible student service workers, 15 ESPs who are always friendly, 14 kind-hearted custodians, and 18 wonderful women who cook for me every single day. How could one possibly feel anything less than blessed?
From the good days to the bad days, every one of these people were there for me. Some with words wiser than wisdom itself, and some with hugs and smiles that could light up the world. I have never, in my 13 years of school, met a group of humans greater. And I mean that from the deepest part of my heart.
Our school strives to “Make a difference” and I can promise, as an outgoing senior, that the goal has been met sufficiently. I can nearly say that I feel more home at school than I do at home, and this isn’t at all a bad thing. I’m comfortable with the staff and teachers and it has helped me to fully learn everything I have been given the opportunity to learn.
To the staff: Thank you all for being who you are. Whether you were that scary “mean” teacher in 9th grade, the one who cares like a mother to everyone, or that super awesome teacher that everyone wanted to have, you made a HUGE impact on my life. You’ve taught me lessons that a book never could. You showed me another corner of the world. You taught me things like:
Gratitude,
Kindness,
How to dream,
How to fail,
Patience,
Passion,
That in fact NOT all pencils are #2 pencils…
And this list could go on forever, but I’m trying to keep this semi short and sweet. You have been my guardian angels for the last 4 years and for that, I am thankful. I hope that I can keep in touch with my BHS family.
After all, family is forever.
What’s your problem?!
Well, let me be honest. You’re mean to me, the only time you want to talk to me is when you’re about to yell at me, and that’s the only time we ever talk. You’re about as unsupportive of me as… I don’t even know because I was proved that people I’ve never even met are supportive of me… You don’t want me to get anywhere, you simply want me to be your little worker forever, you hate the choices I’ve made in life, even though they’re going to get me out of this stupid town and you’re just, simply, mean!
Is that the honestly you wanted to hear? Or would you have rather I lied?
Hawaiian Hopes
I was thinking about how everyone asks me why I want to go to Hawaii so badly. I’ve answered this question before. But never a very good explanation. So bare with me as I try to explain.
Three Degrees of Connection
Everyone is similiar with the term six degrees of separation. Meaning everyone in the world is connection between 6 people maximum. What we haven’t necessarily heard is about the three degrees of connection.
Three degrees of connection means that if you are happy, you can cause a friend to be happy which causes their friends to be happy. Joy is a ripple effect and YOUR joy spreads three connections worth of people.
It’s a really interesting concept, to know that your smile can effect people you don’t even know. It’s like an illness. A good one at that.
This brand new website has me all excited!! I think that if it gets bigger, it’ll one day show how all of our acts of kindness can connect! I wish more people would sign up though! It’s going to be a great thing.
So hey! You! Sign-up! (:
"Tonight I decided that I wanted to be dead. But after several minutes of thinking, I realized that what I really want is to be alive and know it."
"The best thing to do if you’re feeling poor is to give something away. Give a few dollars to a homeless person, some clothes to a thrift store or pay for the person behind you at the drive through. Instead of focusing on what you don’t have, focus on what you do have and how you can bless others with it. Being able to give is a Divine gift in itself."
"They said she was gonna leave this town one day. Well, there she goes."
That moment at school when..
Brett logs onto Tumblr and realizes that it’s now blocked at school..
and then you look at each other like…
and throughout the rest of the period you’re like..
I saw this happen a lot today. It’s a sad day for creativity at BHS.
