New Things aren't Always the Right Things

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As many of you know I made the spontaneous decision to change some major things in my life the summer of senior year and especially a week before senior year started. WHAT and WHY?
First, I changed from the AMAZING Diva Dance Company in Blackfoot to the AMAZING Dance Factory in Pocatello. This had nothing to do with which studio was better or which teacher was more qualified, but it had everything to do with just taking an opportunity to spend more time dancing. Let me explain slightly what I mean; The Dance Factory has the option to hold six classes at a time in their studio because of the way it is built so basically I have the opportunity and I am taking the opportunity to dance at least 5 hours a night, sometimes more, at least four times a week. I also have the opportunity to travel to bigger conventions that Diva Dance didn't travel too. Growing up at Diva Dance was one of the best things I could have ever asked for and without Wendy Schild I would not have the love and the passion or even the talent I have in dance. She is an amazing teacher, friend, and woman. I will always love the time I spent with her. I also love dancing in Pocatello and I ended up making some other HUGE decisions a senior would ever make.

Which leads me to the second spontaneous decision I made. I did the implausible thing and i betrayed my hometown high school and TRANSFERRED to Highland High School. How was i suppose to change from bleeding green and breathing as a bronco to a ram? Oh yeah, I not! After eight LONG weeks at Highland I transferred back to Blackfoot. This also had a tremendous amount of reasons for happening. Highland was not as bad as it may come off to be. The teachers there are incredible! (No offense Blackfoot teachers) I felt that they were more than qualifies for their jobs, for the most part, and my grades showed it! The students at Highland weren't awful, but it's just extremely weird to go from literally knowing everyone in your classes to barely knowing two peoples names in your classes. Basically I had limited friends a Highland except the girls I had met through dance, who were all sophomores or freshman so I had zero classes with them. Another thing was that the assemblies just did not feel comfortable and as a senior that should not be the case. Besides school problems there were living and working problems. Things fell through with three of the people I lived with up in Pocatello and Taco Bell, where I was working, fired me because they didn't want to work with my very busy schedule any longer. Consequently, I was staying with my mom in Blackfoot and driving to Highland every morning for about a week and half before I transferred back and it just made sense for me to come back.


I am very glad and blessed to be a bronco again, but being at Highland has taught me a lot and I think everything happens for a reason and that there was a reason that I went there.I had the opportunity to grow close to an amazing boy at Highland and to the awesome dancers. Both which I am grateful for and have created so many great memories with! I also met some great students and teachers!

But in the end I am a bronco and will always be a bronco.. As Jensen would say " When I say bronco you say pride, BRONCO.."

 ... PRIDE!!!

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