Nothing is like the bittersweet sights and sounds of BHS when you enter. Outside I can always the sound of construction workers digging into the ground with their massive machines that take up the sophmore-junior parking lot. When I enter the door at 7:59 a.m. im drowned with orange and black and our Pioneer logo. Basicallly our whole school is colored orange and black in honor of our beloved Pioneers. When I see the logo I remember the feeling of standing in a smoke conjested tunnel with my adreneline at an alltime high. When I arrive at class barely beating the bell, I see rooms with the same posters I've seen since kindergarten. The posters say stupid phrases about doing your best. I then remember I had homework due. My mind starts to wonder off into why I'm taking AP classes. I wonder if it's worth it to work my butt off for lower grades. I look forward to the average smell of the cafeteria. No matter what gross food we are having it always smells the same. And of course it's painted orange and black. At the end of my grueling 5 hour football practice, I'm relieved the day is over, but ready to get back at it tommorow.
