Lived in Illinois until I was two and then moved to Iowa when my parents got divorced. My family (aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, dad) all remained living in Illinois. At 14 my mom remarried and we moved back to the school district I use to live in that was in Illinois. Always had been a decent student (A's and B's) but I never worked harder than I had too. After my freshman year of high school I got my report card and saw I was ranked first in my class and shared it with 12 other people who also got perfect gpa's. Over the next 3 years I remained ranked first with a perfect gpa, but the list of people at the top dwindled until with one semester to go it was only me and one other person left in the race for valedictorian (both with perfect gpa's). I went to a small school and so I knew my challenger well but as the last semester went on we found out some interesting similarities. Both named Josh, born on the same day, in the same hospital in rooms right next to each other. We both are runners, math and science was our specialty, and in the end I edged him out by .00343 points on the gpa scale (we were born 3 hours and 43 minutes apart)!