There seemed to be no question in my family that I would go to
Bishop McNamara High School. Both of my sisters attended and
graduated from here, my father previously coached the wrestling
team, and in addition to being close with the faculty, we lived close
to the school. Still, my mother forced me out of bed early Saturdays
to go to other high schools’ open houses. I hardly paid attention because I knew I would go to Bishop McNamara and in my little eighth
grader mind, I thought high school would be one of the best times
of my life.
I also took the chance, during the year, to visit Austin, Texas, to look
at St. Edwards University. I had no interest in the school (no tech
theatre major) but my best friend happened to go there. But don’t
tell my mom that!
In retrospect, I was right. Going to Bishop McNamara was one of the
best things that ever happened to me. I cannot imagine the person
I would have become otherwise. But despite it being one of the best
things to happen, it did not come without personal struggles and
academic pitfalls.
As a result, I began to look into film and media studies, and realized that St. Edwards and the city of Austin would be one of the best
places for me to pursue and personally grow in.
Coming from a middle school class of thirty, I was pretty apprehensive about making friends and opening up.