Dear School,

After a long and fitful sleep last night I awoke to the realization that the first day of school had actually arrived. Pleased with myself that I had managed to wake before my alarm clock... meaning I still had longer to sleep. With a confident smile on my face I looked down at my clock to see how victorious I truly was, did I have seconds... minutes... possibly an hour to rest my tired eyes before the day began?? Picking up my slightly dented maroon colored blackberry I read the numbers in the top right corner. To my dismay I was already five minutes late for school. Yes, I slept in on the first day of school.

Starting the school year off with a bang. check.

Returning to the school I found summer didn't change my dear Bountiful High too significantly. Sue Ballis still stood in the third floor foyer between every class insuring no student was planning on ditching class or being tardy. The South wall off the ramp, in other words, the "Senior Boys' Wall" had quickly, not to mention proudly, been replaced by the new senior boys (who were thinking they were pretty great as they called out to all the new sophomore girls) :) Ms. Christy still stood outside her classroom in between every class period offering a smile to each student that passed. The whiteboards still remained an off white color from all the schedules, assignments, rules, planning... that had been written on them years prior. The desks, no matter what classroom, still had that one broken piece that made you wobble as you wrote.. or tip as you would lean. And the clocks still seemed to move painfully slow as each class drug on. But no matter how beaten down the school, how slow the clocks, or how strict the administrators. The most important thing that still remained are the friends that filled the hallways. Sure some were lost... and will be missed dearly, but so many were gained. Bountiful High is the place for me. So here is to being young, having fun, being with the people you love, and making the most of the thing they like to call "the best three years of your life" jr. year baby here I come :)

Sincerely, your Jr. Vice President

Jenna Elizabeth Welling