Dear high school time, 

         I had a very nice time with you and you brought me enjoyable and not so enjoyable moments. You taught me a lot of things, not only how to do math, write essays or learn world history, no you taught me how to work together with people, how to manage my own life, and how much fun you can have in school. I enjoyed field trips with you to expand my general knowledge and experienced interesting things out of the school building, also I had trips to get to know my class better and experience how to live in a bigger group of people or in a team.
        But there were also bad moments in the long time I spent together with you, for example working all night long to finish a paper for the next day, taking big exams which obviously go along with a lot of studying, lots of homework and sometimes hours of really annoying and tiring classes.
        Sometimes I really hated you and I tried to get rid of you and leave you forever, but in the end I always remember the good times and that I experienced in general only good things with you, so I always decided to stay with you. You not even developed me in different ways, you changed my life and my whole character. In general I can only say thank you to you, because you were strict to me, but that´s why I developed and learned so much.
        So this is the point of my letter to you, just to say you once again that I will miss you, but that I´m very thankfull for every thing you did to me and helped me on my hard way and overcoming obstacles to this point of my life.
        I hope for your future that people will keep taking you serious so that you can show them the right way of managing and living their lives. I wish we could spend some more time together, but now you brought me to the point that I will graduate which means that we will be sperated forever.
        So thank you again for this good time and getting me ready for everything that is about to face me in my life.
Thank you for everything!
I will miss you

 -Jonas Maeckel

                                                                                                                                            -Shonda Rawls

I won't miss you Corcoran my dear, I am sorry but I must get out of here.

I am sorry I have to leave your solid sturdy walls where I have caused so much controversy in your halls.

Oh, Corcoran, if you could talk the stories you'd tell- wait, if they're about me it may not be well.

I won't miss your dirty bathrooms, no soap, no mirrors, just missing all the essentials. The way you're kind of like prison, no windows and why? We still don't have a reason.

Wow Corcoran, it's been four years already seems so quick but I am so ready.

The Pep Rally's, what fun, after the football games in the hot sweltering sun.

I won't miss your bridges all hot and sweaty I am almost gone Corcoran are you ready?

Oh the stories you've helped me create something like a soap opera for people to watch oh how they can't wait.

I won't miss game day oh the way we had school spirit the fun we have no one could beat it.

I mean it Corcoran you've inspired my dreams. The finish line is almost here and I can see only but a glare.

Corcoran when I leave you won't hold a place in my heart, oh who am I kidding you'll take half that is your part. Which fit you so well.

I'll never miss the seven eleven's, the games, the music, the boys all sweaty.

The way you send me on emotional roller coasters happy, sad, what the hell, funny thing is it's been the best ride of my life, and I don't want to get well.

Okay Corcoran, I'll admit it's been a party but time is up, I am headed to the after party. Yes, Corcoran you've given me hell from lies and rumors that will never make me well.

Oh My God, Corcoran you've been a second home to me, sucks though that we weren't living in luxury. Well Corcoran it's been four years this mirage is over and you can keep the kids.

It's coming Corcoran, time is almost up, oh how you've run out of luck the way you thought you'd keep me forever laugh out loud, NEVER.

I am sorry Corcoran it's time to go, I won't come back the answer's NO.

You've taught me to love, hate and beyond- sucks Corcoran I am almost gone.

I have held up my end of the deal come on Corcoran yea it's been real, but time to cough up the diploma and send me packing farther than Oklahoma.

Who am I kidding I'll miss you Corcoran, and when I leave I'll take all you have given me. Apply this to life and be all that I can be.

I love you Corcoran you have been my life, but the contract is up and I got to get on in life.

Maybe one day in the future we will settle visitation rights I'll pay you alimony because it's only right

So when I hit my lonely success I'll always remember you taught me to be the best!

GOODBYE CORCORAN!

-Kadashea Smith

I never told any one this but there’s this girl that I had a high school crush on. She was about five foot three inches. She had a frame of an hour glass. We were in the same art class. I was failing art just because she was there. I wasn’t paying attention to the teacher I was just staring at her. Just staring at her I fell deeply in love with her after a couple of months. Never told her anything but I’m sure she knew. As I sit here and think about all the other girls I liked I knew that one day that I would have to say something to her. But sixty four days until graduation I still haven’t told her anything.

I remember asking my self one day “What if I never found my high school sweet heart?” But than I asked my self the same exact day “What if I found her but I wasn’t her high school sweet heart?” So from that day forward I gave up on love in high school and every where else. Since than I’ve been cool with the situation. Some students came to school for education but before that day I came to find that one girl that I knew would be there from the day I met her to the day I felt like throwing her out the door. But it’s now sixty four days until graduation and I still haven’t found that girl for me.

Sixty four days until graduation and I am here with out a high school sweet heart and or crush. I am sitting here lonely just flirting with girls. Sixty four days until graduation and I don’t know what I am going to be doing when it comes to my love life. But than again its sixty four days until graduation shouldn’t I be worrying about graduation? With graduation comes college sixty five percent of the time so I have a sixty five percent chance of finding a college sweet heart. Sixty four days until graduation and I am not stressing love, my high school sweet heart, and or my high school crush. Sixty four days until graduation and I am dedicating this journal entry to all the cute girls out there who haven’t found there high school sweet hearts.

-Nicole Stephenson

High School Survey

Basics…

Name:  Aubrey Mariani
Date of Birth:  May 17, 1990
Age:  17
Grade: 12th (Senior)
Name of High School: Thomas J. Corcoran


Favorites…
Grade: 12th
Class: Mrs. Root’s 12th Grade IB English
Teacher: Ms. Files
Extracurricular Activity: Corcoran/Cazenovia InterReligious Community Wide Dialogue
Field Trip: Syracuse basketball game in 10th grade with Gallivan
Subject: English
Assignment: Memorizing my soliloquoy for Hamlet
Friend: My BFFs Ashley, Brittney, Heather, Anette, Sarah, Shields, & Ray
Memory: All the amazing times I had with my friends. We had a blast and did some stupid things but we laughed the entire time. 4 years of smiling, laughing, and having fun that’s my favorite memory.

Least Favorites…
Grade: 9th      
Class: Mrs. Masterpole’s because I always felt stupid in her class.
Teacher: Mrs. Masterpole because she always made me feel stupid.
Extracurricular Activity: Softball because there was TOO much drama
Field Trip: Going to the Opera because I never knew what was going on.
Subject: Math
Assignment: Anything for Ms. Salaam’s class because her work was always a packet, which was long, boring, and difficult.
Memory: Getting in a car accident on Friday October 13.  It was scary.

This or That…
English or Math: English
Spanish or Biology: Biology
1st Block or 4th Block: 4th (I’m not a morning person)
Sports or Band: Sports
Basketball or Volleyball: Basketball
Best Friend or Boyfriend: Best friend because they’re always there for you. Boyfriends come and go.
Paper of Test: Paper because you can bullsh*t your way through them. Tests put you on the spot.

Free Time…
Did you attend football games?: Yes
Did you attend basketball games?: Yes
Did you play sports?: Yes. I played JV Basketball and Varsity Softball.
Did you go to parties?: Yes;-).
Typical Friday night: Chillin’ with my best friends doing whatever.

Time For Goodbye…
Graduation Date: June 26, 2008
Having a Grad Party?: Maybe
Summer Plans: Working and chillin’ with family and friends.
Next Year: I’ll be a freshman at Seton Hall University.
What will you miss the most?: High School itself. For 4 years I knew who I was, what I was good at, and where I fit. I was comfortable. I was good at high school.
What will you miss the least?: All the childish drama.
Biggest fear of the future?: Will I be good enough? I’m afraid to fail and let my family, friends, teachers and most of all myself down.
Advice for Underclassmen: Enjoy it. You have 4 years to experience all high school has to offer so go experience it. It’s over too soon so live it to the fullest while you can and don’t miss out on anything because you’re afraid because when it ends if you held back you’ll regret it.
Last Words: High school was an amazing 4 years. I lived if for me and I enjoyed it.  High school will always hold a fond place in my heart. I thank everyone that helped me through my 4 years and I wish everyone the best in the future. Class of ’08 we did it. SENIORS!!! Goodbye for now. I’ll see you at the Reunion. Much love.

-Aubrey Mariani

I'll Miss, But I Learned

I’ve grown a lot though it may not seem
My eyes now don’t become so weary.
My life today has become to change
Although sometimes, it still brings clouds of grey.
I used to wonder where I would be
Always wondering how I would tell my story.
Well, my life is more of poem though it seems
Because it will never end like a story.
In a story there’s always an ending to the beginning
But with a poem you write and read until you begin to mend
Thinking to myself, wondering where I learned most
I can honestly say High School is where I’ll give my toast.
Coming in and now leaving all in four years
I know now what it means to really shed tears
I did not know many people when I first came
But now I’m leaving with friends, some of them whom I still don’t know their name
Laughing and joking in class I’ll never forget
Now I know why I’m not graduating with that IB certificate
Walking in the halls and skipping class
I feel bad for the up comers, cuz Nessa sure gonna be on they a**
I don’t care what nobody say
The class of 2008’s name is always gonna stay
I know your mad cuz the best advisor is about to leave
But just remember our legacy and you too can succeed
While in High School I personally have lost so much
Seven deaths, being robbed twice and a house fire, but I still ate that calzone at lunch
Many people asked me why I still fight for my success
I just look and stare, then point to the children,
Many of them whom don’t know that their blessed
Society said, I was supposed to give up a long time ago
But I write to tell you to prove people wrong
Now I will be attending college this coming fall
I know through these years I have matured into a young man
Only thanks to the class of ’08, now I can leave and still stand
Life, success with determination I’ll be the best
And until that day comes I won’t take one rest!!!!


-Johmarr Ogletree


It is time, the final countdown to the termination of every worldly thing that I've ever known. Feebly grasping and clutching at a handful of gravel, my story begins to unfold. Tribulation and circumstance now joining into the way waged against mortality, I come across a jagged rock, and my final moment is thrust upon me. Rock collides with stone, my opportunity has arisen, and everything suddenly now has meaning. My life's tale, all of the knowledge I've gained and wisdom I've sowed, prepared to immortalize itself for the ages.

-Anonymous