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In the fall of 1994 I started high school at the one, the only, Biggs
High School. (Really creative with these school names aren't they?!) Anyway,
I'd been on the campus since 1992 being as B.H.S. and the middle school (B.M.S.)
shared the same grounds, so at least I was familiar with my surroundings.
I was fortunate enough to enter high school just after my sister had escaped
so I never had the feeling of a big sister looking over my back, while at
the same time, I didn't have a sibling to look up to during those 4 years
of well, turmoil. High school overall wasn't a bad thing, there were ups and
downs as there are with all things in life, but on a whole, it really was
some of the best times of my life. When we weren't trying to skip out of pep
rallys or class I was busy taking the usual classes like English and Math
and of course, band. Yep, thats right, I was a band nerd. I'd played
trumpet ever since fifth grade and high school was no time to stop. Music
was a big part of growing up for me, and it still is. Whenever I feel down,
or ecstatic, there's always a song that goes along with it.
So anyway, four years of high school, four great bandtrips, and four years
of memories later, I was ready to move on up and out of Biggs High School!
"We think the stars are fixed in the sky, but
they are not. I think sometimes we have to learn to give in to change, to
the new things."
~Madeline (The Wonder Years)