Falcons are Forever.

Do you ever have those moments where you know that whatever you are doing, it's one of your last? So you hurry and try to capture everything possible thing to store in your memory. Standing on those bleachers, that's my favorite place in the world. The roar of the crowd as one of our own glides into the end zone. The f-f-f-a-l cheer that we chant with pride. The throbbing of my own throat and losing my voice, due to way too much screaming. This week was one of the best of my life. I sat there in the packed student section watching these amazing guys, win! Falcons are winning! What? I seriously wanted to cry every time we scored. Not only because I love winning, but because I was so happy. Happy for the football players and to see all of their hard work pay off. Happy for the school and the reputation we are gaining. Happy for the students who support their school. Happy for myself and the memories I am making. The school is changing every day. I can feel it, and I know the other seniors can too. Tonight we won the spirit bowl. After days of freaking out that no one was going to be there and publicing like CRAZY, it happened! We had over 120 kids show up to support their school. It was all worth it! I keep picturing all of us storming the field, holding up that huge trophy, screaming with so much happiness and pride. I know I sound incredibly cheesy right now, but I just love Clearfield High so much. I know that to others, the Student Government kids might look stuck up and attention hogs, but they don't know how much we do. Things that wouldn't ruin our high school careers, but they add to them! The SBOs ourselves have done soooo much. Let’s see... we have painted the downstairs C Hall, painted the bleachers, started up Ferdinand’s Locker (school store), created the Perch Pass, brought back both verses of the school song, and got banners for the freeway and the auditorium. It's only the first week of school! How amazing is that? I could leave right now and know that I made a difference. It' hard though. I am missing a fallen falcon that I know would love to be here with us to witness all of this. I know Sam watches out over us. Football is my favorite but it also brings back so many memories. Every game I pray that he is with the boys, watching out for them, and for me. I know he is. I know he is cheering us on, no matter what. I wish he could be here for our senior year. I can't imagine graduating without him there. I can't imagine splat, or basketball games. I miss my best friend. Every day I am grateful to have the chance to have him in my life, even though it wasn’t nearly long enough. As I move on in life it's going to be exciting, but it's also going to be hard to leave my beloved Clearfield behind. But remember, falcons are forever!