There are many pathways we take in life, and depending on the choices we make, these pathways can be reformed, altered, or completely destroyed. Since the first day that I entered high school my mind has only been focused on graduating and leaving for college. I wanted to get as many credits early on as possible so that senior year would be easy. 

This was the year that I finally became a senior, and I have had the least amount of classes each semester. In the first semester, I only had four classes, and during the second, I only had five classes. While the number of courses had decreased, the work was still involved, and I learned very fast that senior year would not be the simple year that I had planned.

At the beginning of the year, I had to alter my classes a bit. I had been placed in a class that I did not need, and I knew it would affect my grade point average if I stayed. I did not have many options to exchange this class for. One of my options was to take journalism. 

I had already been acquainted with this class as most of my friends were already taking journalism and they loved it. I had avoided the class for a while, mostly because I could not fit it into my schedule, but also because I knew that it would force me out of my comfort zone. I decided I would give it a try as it did not seem very threatening towards my grades and time.

I am not a very talkative or sociable person, so it was often difficult to motivate myself to interview new people every week. Journalism has pushed me to be better and to have a louder presence. I am glad that I made the decision to take journalism as it has taught me that I can be a more extroverted person. 

I look back on my high school days and I wonder if I would have been a different person had I taken journalism earlier, but I can not dwell on the past for too long. My choices have made me who I am now, and the only direction I can go is forward. I will take the lessons I have learned from this class with me into college with fondness.