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Left: Gricelda Casillas &
Miriam Berrera pause before
getting food to smile for the
yearbook. We better hurry,
they're hungry.
Right: Alex Harris & Albert
Nyugen flash the 04 sign.
They're making sure the 04
girls don't get all the attention.
Our time as immature, misunderstood high
school students is coming to an end. We are now
forced to take responsibility for our own futures.
This is our last year to just be kids before we
settle into our adult lives. More than anything
else this time helped to shape the people we will
be. The last four years have been spent
preparing for the real world. Looking back we
joke around at noon. wonder where the time has gone, our first days and
Lunch is the time to let weeks at Canyon still fresh in our minds. The
loose.
memory of our first tentative steps into first
period surrounded by people so much taller than us
still lingers. We balanced extracurricular
activities, jobs and AP classes, all the while
attempting to have a life and assert our
individuality. As seniors we faced more challenges
than ever before, struggling through SATs, ACTs,
personal statements and college workshops hoping
to get an edge. The decisions we made this year
are some of the most important we will ever make,
what to do after high school.
Some of us could hardly wait to get out,
counting the days to graduation since becoming a
Taryn York, Derick Hendriksz freshman. Others were hanging on as hard as they
& Jessica Testin pose in line could, taking part in everything, wishing senior
for burgers at the senior year could last forever. At the same time we
barbeque. Lots of seniors wondered how we would ever be able to say goodbye
came to mark up the quad to those who have held such an important place in
~ ith graffiti. our lives until now. Inevitably we will lose
touch with each other, possibly even those who
mean the most to us. All that will be left are
the memories of late night cram sessions,
community service, crazy dances and Cowboy
football. Good and bad, the images will stay with
us through out the years to come. These were meant
to be the best years of our lives, the time when
we were free to do almost anything and explore all
of our options. We must thank those who helped
us make it to our caps and gowns; we could not
have done it alone. They influenced us more than
we realize on our road to independence. No matter
where we go we will remember them and the pride of
being a Cowboy.
By Maureen Russell
