I was...

I was laying in my dorm room bed in Athens, Georgia, and my mind was racing. My parents had helped me move in earlier that day, and it was my first night on campus at UGA. As I stared up at all of my rad posters and signs on my wall, I began to think about what the future held for me in this magical environment of higher education. In the next few weeks I would be networking, meeting new people, going to my first classes, and experiencing all of what Athens has to offer. But beyond that, the next few years would shape me into the person I've always wanted to be, and lay the foundation for the rest of my entire life. A few years ago I never would have imagined myself going to school in Georgia, but for some strange reason it worked out and I couldn't be happier. Go Dawgs!

With daunting amounts of change and adjustment ahead of me, I knew I had to keep one thing close to heart:  where I came from. Although it seemed like a drag, I will never forget the countless hours I spent studying and working in the IB Program, and I will rest assured know that I am prepared for whatever rigor I will face in the future. I will never forget the teachers I've learned from, or the life-long friendships I've made while cooped up in the classrooms of that old school that I came to know and love. I certainly wont forget the countless hours I spent grinding and sweating in that stadium alongside my teammates. Perhaps what I will remember the most is the laughter I shared in those places, and learning how to smile when things don't seem to be going your way. Although it may not be so glorious, Millbrook High School has molded me into the person I am today, and although I am now a Georgia Bulldog, I will always be a Millbrook Wildcat at heart.