Hello,

Welcome and thank you for coming to read yet another and my last bio for the War Whoop newspaper. I started writing my bio, and it dawned on me--this is my last year in high school. Senior year got here faster than I anticipated, but I have some friendly news for  underclassmen--senioritis is a thing, as crazy as it sounds…I was infected the fourth week of school and found myself with very little motivation.

Live these last few years in high school like every day is your last. You’ll never wish you had these days back till you’re a senior and almost finished. I have met an abundance of beautiful people while in this school some of whom I am still friends with today. They have seen the good, the ugly, the sad, and some of the proud moments of my life. The only thing I wish I had done differently was live my first three years like every day was a gift because in reality, it is. I wish I wasn’t so consumed in high school drama for my first three years. So, in shorter words for you, underclassmen, live freely, stay drama free, and keep the good friends close.  

I wanted my last bio to be my best, and I think I have executed it.

I have grown to love journalism. I have learned that I have a strong passion for writing, and through writing, I have grown into a completely different person. My first year of Journalism, I learned all of the basics. I had no clue I would grow to love what I do for the yearbook and the newspaper. I give a huge thank you to Ms. Williamson who kept telling me “Red is love.” If it hadn’t been for her, I wouldn’t be who I am today.