Personal Narrative: My Sophomore Year

Walking into Walnut Hills High School right now would have anyone thinking the just walked into the middle of a tornado. Everyone you look there are students running in and out of doors, in and out of cars, and most certainly either turning in missing assignments or retaking tests. There is only one way for you to explain all this ciaos, Senior Year, the year that all teens await with so much excitement and ambition and the year that every single hour long study dates pays off. For the class of 2021 this isn’t just their final year at Walnut Hills this is the year that friends separate and head off to their different university to follow their dreams.

My freshman year I have taken all honors courses except for my World History class. I have excelled inside of all the classes I have taken. I was one of the few freshmen that had the privilege of taking Algebra 2 my first year. In my sophomore year all of my core classes were honors classes. I began to play basketball and I have balanced my athletics and academics exceptionally well. My jounior year was more challenging. I took on my first AP class. I passed my AP English class with a B while balancing out the work in my other classes. I am now currently in my senior year. I have decided to take dual enrollment classes to prepare my self for college. In D.E. 111 English I earned an 93 A and in D.E. 111 Government I earned an 83 B. After this

I have learned so many things freshmen year I thought I would share some key advice coming from someone who has pretty much seen it all and knows what actually goes on in those freshmen halls. I'm not going to sugar coat this because that is what every other person does when they tell you about their freshmen year. How does that prepare you for high school, it's just telling you a lie. Freshmen year is the first year you finally get to have a little freedom and make some decisions on your own. Be warned that doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want, believe it or not you don't really gain as much freedom that you thought you gained when you go off to high school. I found that out the hard way that's why I decided to write this narrative.

My first year in college has been a rewarding experience. As I look back on my Why College, Why Now essay, I realize that I have gained a tremendous amount of knowledge about myself. I am proud that I accomplished my goals I made in my first year of college and I exceeded my expectations. I still have the same goal for the future, but I added more goals for the future. I am attending Wilmington University because I want to make my future brighter. Attending college and earning a degree in communication media will help me obtain an exciting job as a professional journalist.

Sophomore year was the year of disaster. As the month of October came around, I began to warn my teachers of what was to come, my surgery. The thought of going under anesthesia not knowing if oxygen will flow to my brain sending signals to wake me up made me want to crawl in a corner, hide and forget about everything. That frightening day in October of 2013 finally arrived where I walked through the revolving doors of Comer Children's Hospital at the University of Chicago. Who knew your gallbladder could destroy your academics?

He we go. Just me and myself now. I can write whatever I want and Mrs. Wesbecher can’t read it. To this point I have wrote about a lot of fun things I have done throughout high school, but that was just the PG version. Sophomore year is when things really began to heat up. One day over at Alex’s we found the key to his parents liquor cabinet. We did exactly what 15 year old guys would do, took some sips and wow did we think we were badasses. Looking back opening the cabinet taking a few sips and locking it back up really quick was quite comical. One night during Sophomore year it was Alex, Cal, and I, Alex drank a lot and we started to walk around town (no license yet). We walked around town for a long time with Alex’s sloppy ass. After a while

If I could change one aspect of my first semester of high school, I would change that I should have studied more. I would change this because I was always rushing the night before to get all the extra information I could get about the topic.I always felt like I didn't know what I was talking about. What I could do is try studying sections of the test a night. I could also try to start studying for the test a week or a couple days in

The summer before my junior year was spent playing online video games with my friends, since we could not physically meet each other due to going to a magnet high school, and volunteering at my local library. During the month of August that summer, I volunteering at my local library. I worked on reshelving books and rearranging sections since our selection changed in size. I also learned how to use our library’s online catalog system to add new books and cds. Whenever my dad had free time, I would go driving using my new driver’s permit (it was terrifying at first, and second, and third…). The summer before my senior year was spent in its entirety at my internship at Sterling Medical Devices, starting work two days after school ended and continuing

It was the most astronomically immense mistake and this mistake was my freshmen year. It all commenced when we’re moving back to Poway, California emanating from Texas. School had just commenced in Poway High and we were falling behind of picking classes for my schedule which we have done over the phone. I had seven classes which was Pre-Engineering, P.E which was a given because at every high school had to do it as well. I picked Honor Biology which was like Ap Biology over at Chaparral, Honors English, Spanish 1 & 2, Art exordium and Geometry. It commenced to all go downhill with Honors English and Geometry.

When I was fifteen, I was a sophomore in high school. I had the same friend group as I did when I was younger. Morgan and I had all the same class until my sophomore year when they decided to put us in different classes. The only time I saw my best friend was in the hallway during passing period or after school. At the time, I thought we’d eventually find other friends and not hang out anymore. I was scared to lose my closest friend so I told her about my fears, and she started coming over every single weekend. She became a part of my family, a person I could not live without. My sophomore year was full of meetings telling us that these years in high school matter, so keep your grades up. Your future depends on it. I didn't take it seriously