Farewell to Fresno High

These four years have been something. Something can be interpreted in a multitude of ways, on a large spectrum of what can be considered good or bad. When I use the term “something,” I’m implying that my high school experience was a LOT and can’t be described as one thing. Ultimately, high school has had a good impact on my life. I’ve learned a lot educationally and about me as a person. I’ve gained life skills, experience, personal growth and self-awareness. I’ve struggled and overcome, mourned and rejoiced, had highs and lows, but I don’t regret anything and wouldn’t take anything back if given the chance.   

Over the past four years, I have made boundless memories, mistakes, and achievements. I hold pride and disappointment for my academic performance. While an underclassman, I held a 4.0 GPA, which I easily did with the motivation to. As an upperclassman, I gradually lost motivation while my mental health progressively worsened. I am disappointed in how I let my depression overcome me and how I gave up on myself and everything else. I don’t regret how I handled things due to the lessons I’ve been taught because of it, I only wish I learned sooner and overcame it.  

Although later I’ll miss high school and reminisce, in this present moment I am more than happy it’s nearing the end and ecstatic I’ll be walking that stage on graduation. High school has been something to remember.