Junior year of high school, I decided that I wanted to do ASB. I went into the idea with high hopes. I felt like I knew I was going to get in, I was enthusiastic, I felt qualified, and I was going to be a senior, the last year I could do it in high school. I was handed the application from a friend who was an officer and threw it in my accordion folder to sit for around a month. Even though I let it ferment in the copious amounts of papers handed to me by my teachers, I still managed to be the first to turn it in.