Timberlane holds a special place in my heart.
No matter how many times I have joked about how bad our school is, it’s home. I grew up here. 4 years, 720 days, 5,040 hours in this school. From a pre-pubescent teenager to a mature adult. It has been a long ride, yet I can’t believe it’s already over. Freshman year, I came into the school scared of how High School would be. However, this was the year friendships were made. Sophomore year, I was still getting used to it but this is when I got comfortable and I started to feel like I belonged. Junior year, I was confident in who I was as a person and started applying for colleges. This is where I realized the end of this era was fast approaching.
Lastly, senior year came the fastest of them all. I am approaching the end of an era in my life. While I am excited for the new era of College and to have accomplished High School, it is all so bittersweet. This year I have experienced many lasts. My last spirit week was a memory I will never forget. Stressing out the week before planning themed outfits with friends ended in the best pep rally yet. My friends and I performed the Lip-Sync at the pep rally and won it all with our class spirit. It was electric in that gym. Next up, was the Strut For A Cure event. While I modeled every year of Project Hope, Senior year topped them all. The formal walk is a Senior only walk which was thrilling to participate in and sad to know it was my last time strutting that stage. Over the course of the year I experienced two last high school games and senior nights. The end of a sports season is sad enough, but the realization that you will never play with the same girls again is heart wrenching. To top that off, I experienced the tears from coaches and fellow teammates at our very last banquets. Banquets are a celebration of the success made within the season, but this time it felt like one last goodbye.
Experiencing prom was the saddest of them all. You only get one prom and I had been dreaming of it since I was a little girl. It met all my expectations as it was my favorite night of high school yet. That same weekend, a bunch of my senior friends and I went up to Saco, Maine and went camping. I remember looking around and seeing everyone with huge smiles on their faces, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how this was all ending in just three short months.
A few days after prom weekend, I started to think back on High School. The realization that this was ending hit hard. All the close relationships formed, memories made, and events that we were looking forward to came to an end. This was the last time I would be seeing these same people in the same place every day. It was poignant to think about.
My last words are to go participate in everything, even if you are embarrassed. Being involved in the school created so many memories and relationships in my life that I will forever cherish. This is what made my time at Timberlane so amazing. Even while my life changes and I grow old, I will always remember my high school days at Timberlane.
Thank you for everything TRHS. Forever an Owl.
