WTF!?
What the heck? I freakin got a C+ on my english paper that I got back today. How could I get a C+? I put all that time and effort into getting that grade? I still can't believe it. Its freakin rediculous! I'm so pissed right now. What more does the prof want from me to get a decent grade? AHH... what did I get myself into by going to school? I feel like I'm gonna fail out now. I can see my career flashing before my eyes. I'm gonna be a hostess for the rest of my life! Ok so maybe I'm over reacting a little bit, but I'm still worried! I wanna go back to high school.
Oh and yea I have a bio test tommorrow that I'm pretty sure I'm going to do horrible on. So that's just great. Oh gosh I need to go study now before I really loose it!
Well here's my paper. Please read it and tell me if you think this deserves a freakin C+ cause I think it's a little bit better then that!!!
Ashley Johnson
Professor White
English 101
30 September, 2004
The Last Walk
I remember being in fifth grade and thinking that my graduation day was so far away and that my childhood would never end, but what I didn’t realize was how fast it would go by. It was June 15, 2004, three months ago, when one of the best nights of high school happened. This was the day that I had been waiting for my whole school career. Being an excited senior, I was thrilled about the fact that I was finally graduating, but I was also sad to be leaving wonderful people and good times behind.
As I was awakened by the gleaming sunlight coming through my window that morning, I thought to myself that this was going to be a day to remember. After lying in bed for a couple of minutes, trying to wake up, I realized that I was going to be late meeting my friends for breakfast. This would not be unusual for me. I’m the one in our group that is always showing up late. I jumped out of bed, took a quick shower, threw on some clothes, and dashed out the door. While eating with my friends we talked the many memories we had shared during high school. It was kind of a sad conversation because we knew that we wouldn’t have many more opportunities to make high school memories. At the same time we knew we would build college memories soon. The whole mood was kind of bitter sweet.
After breakfast we proceeded to the Tacoma Dome for graduation practice. I tried to pay attention when the administrators were talking about the agenda but it was hard because I was so excited about the day. Finally it was time to start lining up and practicing walking out and onto the stage. One might ask why we had to practice this, but believe me, getting over 300 rambunctious high school seniors to walk in pairs and in a line is much easier said then done. By the fifth or sixth time we managed to get it down!
Now that we knew how to walk in a straight line it was time for some fun. My friends and I drove frantically to the mall in hopes of finding that perfect outfit to wear at this once in a life time event. We searched store by store trying on about everything in sight to see if it was good enough for our taste. The dressing rooms looked like a tornado had hit them after we walked out, but soon enough, we all handed over our debit cards and purchased the items that we found perfect. Shopping with my best friends has always been a great time and doing it one more time, for this day in particular, made it seem even more memorable.
When I returned home my mom was excited to see what I had picked out. She awed at the skirt and top and told me that I would look great in it. While we were getting ready for the big night, she began to tell me that I had my whole life ahead of me and that I could do whatever my heart desired. Surprisingly, this statement kind of scared me because I’m not really sure what I want to do with the rest of my life. I then realized how sheltered within my high school I had been from the real world. For four long years others planned out and told me what to do with my time and what manner to do it in, but now that I’m graduating no one will do that for me. I’ll now have to really think for myself. My life is in my hands and that’s enough to scare any eighteen-year-old.
Eight o’clock had grown closer and before I knew, it was time to leave home for the big event. When we arrived at the Dome, I saw hundreds of people outside. This made my stomach a little nervous because I knew that all those people would see me on stage and I’m not big on being in front of a lot of people. As I walked inside, I saw each of my friends. I ran to each one, hugged and complimented them on how they looked “so cute” in the robes we had to wear. My excitement grew even more when we started to line up behind the curtain. While we were waiting I caught a glimpse of the crowd and couldn’t believe how many people were out there. I began to feel butterflies in my stomach. I mentioned to my friends that I was beginning to be a little nervous and they reassured me that they would be there, right by my side, just like they had always been. This made me feel a whole lot better knowing that I wasn’t alone.
The music began and that’s when I knew it was time to walk out and face the crowd. Pair by pair each of us walked from behind the big blue curtain and onto the red carpet that led to our seats. As soon as I saw the crowd by stomach dropped, but my smile became bigger. I could see my family waving and smiling at me. I’ll never forget the look on my mom’s face when she saw me. It was a look that said, “I am proud of you.” I managed to walk the whole length of the carpet and make it to my seat without tripping. What a relief that was. Next the speeches began. First it was the superintendent, and principle, and then the class speakers. The only ones I was interested in hearing were the students. They talked about how great high school had been and how much they would miss everyone. I then began to feel kind of sad because I knew this would be the last time that we would be together as a class.
As I sat thinking about my high school career, the announcer began to call out each student’s name. One by one we went towards the stage to receive our diplomas. As I stood in line with only a few classmates between me and my diploma, I kept saying to myself, “Do I look ok?, don’t trip on the stairs, and of course, smile big!” Then it was my turn! I handed my name card to the announcer, and as I walked up the few stairs they called my name. My smile was as big as it had ever been. I walked across the stage gracefully and received my diploma. It was a moment I will never forget. Next, the class of 2004 was presented into the world, and as quick as it had started, it was all over. I graduated and am now an adult.
Graduation was defiantly one of the best nights of high school, and I will never forget it. Nor will I forget all of my accomplishments and great memories I made while at Wilson. It was a time to remember and now I have my whole life ahead of me.
Oh and yea I have a bio test tommorrow that I'm pretty sure I'm going to do horrible on. So that's just great. Oh gosh I need to go study now before I really loose it!
Well here's my paper. Please read it and tell me if you think this deserves a freakin C+ cause I think it's a little bit better then that!!!
Ashley Johnson
Professor White
English 101
30 September, 2004
The Last Walk
I remember being in fifth grade and thinking that my graduation day was so far away and that my childhood would never end, but what I didn’t realize was how fast it would go by. It was June 15, 2004, three months ago, when one of the best nights of high school happened. This was the day that I had been waiting for my whole school career. Being an excited senior, I was thrilled about the fact that I was finally graduating, but I was also sad to be leaving wonderful people and good times behind.
As I was awakened by the gleaming sunlight coming through my window that morning, I thought to myself that this was going to be a day to remember. After lying in bed for a couple of minutes, trying to wake up, I realized that I was going to be late meeting my friends for breakfast. This would not be unusual for me. I’m the one in our group that is always showing up late. I jumped out of bed, took a quick shower, threw on some clothes, and dashed out the door. While eating with my friends we talked the many memories we had shared during high school. It was kind of a sad conversation because we knew that we wouldn’t have many more opportunities to make high school memories. At the same time we knew we would build college memories soon. The whole mood was kind of bitter sweet.
After breakfast we proceeded to the Tacoma Dome for graduation practice. I tried to pay attention when the administrators were talking about the agenda but it was hard because I was so excited about the day. Finally it was time to start lining up and practicing walking out and onto the stage. One might ask why we had to practice this, but believe me, getting over 300 rambunctious high school seniors to walk in pairs and in a line is much easier said then done. By the fifth or sixth time we managed to get it down!
Now that we knew how to walk in a straight line it was time for some fun. My friends and I drove frantically to the mall in hopes of finding that perfect outfit to wear at this once in a life time event. We searched store by store trying on about everything in sight to see if it was good enough for our taste. The dressing rooms looked like a tornado had hit them after we walked out, but soon enough, we all handed over our debit cards and purchased the items that we found perfect. Shopping with my best friends has always been a great time and doing it one more time, for this day in particular, made it seem even more memorable.
When I returned home my mom was excited to see what I had picked out. She awed at the skirt and top and told me that I would look great in it. While we were getting ready for the big night, she began to tell me that I had my whole life ahead of me and that I could do whatever my heart desired. Surprisingly, this statement kind of scared me because I’m not really sure what I want to do with the rest of my life. I then realized how sheltered within my high school I had been from the real world. For four long years others planned out and told me what to do with my time and what manner to do it in, but now that I’m graduating no one will do that for me. I’ll now have to really think for myself. My life is in my hands and that’s enough to scare any eighteen-year-old.
Eight o’clock had grown closer and before I knew, it was time to leave home for the big event. When we arrived at the Dome, I saw hundreds of people outside. This made my stomach a little nervous because I knew that all those people would see me on stage and I’m not big on being in front of a lot of people. As I walked inside, I saw each of my friends. I ran to each one, hugged and complimented them on how they looked “so cute” in the robes we had to wear. My excitement grew even more when we started to line up behind the curtain. While we were waiting I caught a glimpse of the crowd and couldn’t believe how many people were out there. I began to feel butterflies in my stomach. I mentioned to my friends that I was beginning to be a little nervous and they reassured me that they would be there, right by my side, just like they had always been. This made me feel a whole lot better knowing that I wasn’t alone.
The music began and that’s when I knew it was time to walk out and face the crowd. Pair by pair each of us walked from behind the big blue curtain and onto the red carpet that led to our seats. As soon as I saw the crowd by stomach dropped, but my smile became bigger. I could see my family waving and smiling at me. I’ll never forget the look on my mom’s face when she saw me. It was a look that said, “I am proud of you.” I managed to walk the whole length of the carpet and make it to my seat without tripping. What a relief that was. Next the speeches began. First it was the superintendent, and principle, and then the class speakers. The only ones I was interested in hearing were the students. They talked about how great high school had been and how much they would miss everyone. I then began to feel kind of sad because I knew this would be the last time that we would be together as a class.
As I sat thinking about my high school career, the announcer began to call out each student’s name. One by one we went towards the stage to receive our diplomas. As I stood in line with only a few classmates between me and my diploma, I kept saying to myself, “Do I look ok?, don’t trip on the stairs, and of course, smile big!” Then it was my turn! I handed my name card to the announcer, and as I walked up the few stairs they called my name. My smile was as big as it had ever been. I walked across the stage gracefully and received my diploma. It was a moment I will never forget. Next, the class of 2004 was presented into the world, and as quick as it had started, it was all over. I graduated and am now an adult.
Graduation was defiantly one of the best nights of high school, and I will never forget it. Nor will I forget all of my accomplishments and great memories I made while at Wilson. It was a time to remember and now I have my whole life ahead of me.