Through all of my concious school life, I have always looked forward to my future. I have always looked ahead to when I would be a senior in high school as though it is the pinacle of academic life. I always thought, "it's such a long ways away. I have plenty of time before it comes". Now it's here and I am a senior in high school. The weirdest thing to me is that it has actually come and that it is not a distant thing. I will be graduating in six days. Graduating! I remember sitting in my room when I was a 7th grader and thinking, "what will I do when I'm a senior? What will I like and be into?" Now it's come and I've become who I am.
My senior year started with football as usual. I had worked incredibly hard throughout the previous year and summer lifting weights and getting ready because I thought, "it is here! The time I will start and play varsity football." Summer practices started and I found out soon enough that all my waiting and hard work would not pay off. Not that I am bitter but I was robbed. Spencer Hannah decided to go out for the same position as me at Wingback. We took equal reps for the first two weeks of practice and then he started to take more and more and more than me. It is not only an opinion of mine but of others that he did not surpass me in any aspect of the position. They just gave him the position. I had many conversations with the coach but he was not about to tell me that he just chose him because he would be able to start for two years but he said "he is doing better than you are," which wasn't true. Ended up that I was the backup... again. Not to mention that Ferndale is about politics and it's not like the fact that his dad played for Ferndale and mine didn't, had nothing to do with it... What could I do? I worked my butt of for four years and never had the opportunity to start. If I could change anything about my high school years it would be that I would've not done football my junior or senior years and would've rather done cross country or tennis. Something that I could have an equal opportunity to play other than being cheated out by a good last name.
On a more positive note, my grades in my first semester were great. If it was not for my bad grade in math I would've had a 3.7 with 5 As and two B+'s. I worked incredibly hard because I knew that colleges would be looking at how my current grades look and I was on the edge in my cumulative GPA from previous years.
Winter was filled with applications and scholarship applications as well as spending time with my girlfriend Inga Holmdahl. I applied to Western, University of Puget Sound, Pacific Lutheran University, WSU and Lower Columbia College as well as Linfield. I was accepted to all except for Western and still they did not deny me but said they are making room but would contact me later. I decided to visit UPS, PLU and linfield as my top three choices. I then decided between UPS and Linfield. Linfield offered me a financial package of grants, academic scholarships and financial aid of $37,000 a year. I really liked UPS but choose to go to Linfield because of it's academic standards, beautiful campus and prestigious reputation.
After college was decided it was time for baseball. Baseball was great. We won tons of our games and were close to a conference championship. We went into the district tournament and beat shorcrest, lost to Everett, beat shorecrest and then beat Everett again to go to state. Then we played Kennewick the eventual state champion. Our final record was 21-4.
After that I was given Honorable Mention for all league. After the season was over, I played in a senior all star game with Skagit, Island, Snohomish and Whatcom counties best senior players present. I was selected out of the around 45 players as a nomination for the all state game. This was an enormous honor. Though I was not selected, I really appreciated the recognition.
My senior year has been amazing and really I am amazed at where I am right now. Time is beginning to pass with incredible speed. I'm ready to graduate and am 4 school days away!
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