I’m glad to hear that you passed all of your finals with ease. It’s great that you have a 4.0 GPA. Sadly, I lost my 4.0 in the 8th grade when I took Algebra 1. After multiple Honors and AP classes, I still only have a 3.78 weighted GPA. My 2018 has been good so far, since we’re only 32 days in I try not to get my hopes up. I just recently quit my job as a waitress at Stefanina’s, so I am on the hunt for a new job. So far, the hunt isn’t going so well. I’ve only had one interview and didn’t get the job since I will be leaving for Springfield in 6 months. Sophomore year was a struggle for me at first. Transitioning from the Ninth Grade Center to the high school was the worst part. The Ninth Grade Center is like a little safe cacoon where you
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
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.
High school is meant to be the time of your life, but for most seniors just like me it can be some of the most emotional and crazy time. The things in my past make me who I am today, and the things I do now are the first footsteps into the future. I’ve learned a lot about myself in these past four years, and I still have so much learning to do. This is my high school story; the good, bad, and the ugly.
So far this year, I felt pretty satisfied with my progress this semester. I feel like I am slowly adapting to the new way papers and assignments are handled. All my college work depends solely on me now. No one is going to baby me anymore and whether I succeed or fail depends on how much effort I put into something. For the first time in my life I wrote a paper. Not just a five paragraph essay but actual pages, which is extremely challenging. It’s also been my first time studying for five hours straight so I can pass an actual test. I didn’t know I possessed this level of dedication, it’s probably because it isn’t free.
When I was entering into High School, I tried to join as many clubs as I can, since I wanted not only to be superior in grades, but also extracurricular activities. So as usual, I joined Key Club. At first volunteering at the events was fun, but as I went to more events, it felt as if it was a chore. I did not feel any passion; it was rather tiresome.
6th grade, and I was saying hello, and now 8th grade has come and it’s gone from introductions to goodbyes as my last days as a middle school student wind down. 8th grade, 8th grade from the opening day to the signing of the yearbooks. This is the year of memories, goodbyes, and regrets. 8th grade and I’m still realizing that there are people in the world that would die to go to a school like this.
I was told that this, my junior year, would be the easiest year of my high school career. And no, they were absolutely wrong. It was not just school and grades that I was concern about either. I had other things to worry about, things like, driving, clubs, friends and family. I however had no idea that it would be this difficult. Throughout this school year I have learned many things; like the value of sleep, whose really your friend, and that although very important, grades are not everything.
high school feeling utterly nervous; now as a senior, I have been accepted into college! Oh my.
It was the drama of junior year, which taught me how to analyze a situation and consider all the variables before I made a big decision. It was the academic obstacles of junior year which boosted my ability to excel in my studies and display my educational potential.... ... middle of paper ... ... Even though I lost so much during junior year, I was unaware of the fact that secretly I was actually gaining a great deal of life experiences and real-life lessons for the future.
Last year at the beginning of the school year I was just starting high school as a freshman at St.T. I was excited about starting there because I had the chance to meet some new people and teachers. Most of the students I had already went to school with from kindergarten to when we graduated eighth grade together, and I went to school with a lot of the upperclassmen in previous years at Our Lady of Lourdes so, I wasn’t scared because I knew so many people already. Anyway, the first semester was fine. I as on the cheer team, I had good grades, and kept them up, and i was gone almost every weekend hanging out with friends. Then the second semester comes. I wasn’t going to cheer practices, my grades dropped, and I missed so many weeks of school
Sophomore year was an easy going year compared to my other years before and after. Sophomore year was a year where I thought of my dreams and future. Even though I haven’t participated in any school clubs, I still felt fulfilled. Sophomore year was a year filled with new challenges.
One of the biggest lessons I've learned is to never give up and that everything in life happens for a reason. Throughout my entire life my dreams have been put down by society, wether it was a coach, friend, or family member. Everything I gain is because of me and only me. When I started my first year of high school, I knew I wasn't ready to maintain my academics, my social life, and my sports schedule all at once. I was completely intimidated by everything occurring in my life at the time.
LIFE UPDATE: Since I will be moving back to Stephenville in less than a week and will be starting my sophomore year at Tarleton on the 28th, I decided that I should give a real life update for everyone on how things have been going for me over the summer. I figured it would be more meaningful if I just explain everything that has happened so far instead of posting one picture with a stupid caption and not giving everyone all the details. Once I finished my freshman year at Tarleton back in May, I spent the rest of that month relaxing and recollecting my thoughts to recover from all the stress I had during finals week. Even though I was home and finished with my first year, I still had that feeling that there was an assignment due tomorrow.
First Quarter has finished and I’m pretty proud of myself. I achieved straight A’s, though I was extremely worried I wouldn’t (“nerd problems”). My life has pretty much stayed the same besides the added activity of procrastinating finishing homework and yearbook. I plan on signing up for Power of the Pen like I did last year (which I’m very excited about). Lunch is the standard “talk with your friends time” that it was last year, just with different friends. The classes are the same as last year and are as fun as they always were. I didn’t realize, until it was mentioned, that this would be my last first quarter at RMS. I’m not sad or sentimental about it, but genuinely excited because it means progress.
This past semester has been the hardest semester so far. I had so much to on my plate. I had internship 16 hours a week, work 22 hours a week, I was taking 4 courses (a total of 15 credits), and I also have my 2 year old son. I got very little sleep, I gain 10 pound, and I was in physical pain almost every day. I am physically, mentally, and emotionally drained. This semester was difficult for me I think I was just doing too much that it overwhelmed me. Even though it was so difficult for me I’m glad I got through it. The things that I learned and did was worth