On the bright side, sophomore year 's homework wasn 't as vigorous as senior year. I have found myself not caring too much about my grades this year and missing more school than I ever could have imagined. Although I have faced these struggles, I made better use of my planner when I did miss school. I only used my planner for my senior English class, because it was the class with the most work. Each week, we would take a day to write down our weekly schedule, so even when I missed two weeks of school, I knew what work I missed the day I got back.
This has caused me to stress over papers I could not find in order to turn in and that affected my grades. In my first year of high school it was very difficult to stay organized but I was able to complete the year organized. It wasn’t till the second half of my sophomore year that I started to lose the structure in my school work. Having good organization is not just having your supplies organized it having yourself together. Being organized will make you feel prepared for your classes and you feel like you have everything in
After taking this test for the 1st time I prepared myself to take the test again, which turned out to be eight more times. During my senior year all my classmates were excited about graduating in May and going to college. I was not too excited about graduating because I still did not have the ACT score or acceptance letter to college. Throughout the rest of my senior year I took the ACT every month it was offered. My score after each time I took it decreased by two points every time I took the test.
My teacher tried to helped me about my writing, reading, and grammars. However, it failed misery. I failed so bad for the whole year. My teacher realized that I didn’t do so well in the class so she decided to let me redo all my old assignments. I redo all assignments and managed to pass the class with a
Decisive Moment Having consistently received A’s and B’s in the past, I shocked myself when I failed both semesters of AP Calculus AB. That happened sophomore year and it struck me like a bolt of lightning. I had negative thoughts about my success in the future and it impacted me greatly. For awhile, I questioned and asked myself why I did not study hard like the other students. I also feared that I would not be able to get into the university I wanted.
The most disappointing aspect about freshman year were my grades, I received a bunch of D’s and F’s. At this point I could have given up with school, but I knew there was a way I could get my grades up the next year. Freshman year was a nightmare, no matter what way you looked at it, but the next couple of years I changed my attitude, thinking, and learning process to earn better grades. The beginning of my high school journey was an eternity ago, but to me it feels like it was just yesterday. In my first period Biology class, my teacher would go off-topic everyday, usually rambling on about her life which would cause me to fall asleep in her class.
It was important that I go to a good university or I won’t be able to get a good job when I graduated. Even though, I didn’t rank as high as I was in middle school, I was doing well enough on my exams; my counselor and teachers told me that I might be able to go to any universities of my choosing. I was very relieved and satisfied with myself; this was my life goal after all. The life of a high schooler was much harder and more completed than a middle schooler. I had to study every day to keep up with the amount of materials that were given out in class—they were much deeper and complicated.
Rejection. A word that I despise; and is something that has happened to me so many times in so many different ways. One of those ways was being rejected from one of my many college choices because my SAT scores did not reach their requirements. “Why apply?” you may ask, although my SAT scores did not meet their requirements, everything else on my application was perfect. I had great grades in high school, I volunteered many times; both inside and outside of school, I always helped around in my school administration whenever help was needed, and I always dedicated a month of my summer just to help my school give out the school books to students and sell the school uniforms.
Sitting in first period on the first day of my junior year, the teacher is giving the class a lecture on the real world outside of high school he explained that you have to actually put forth effort to achieve something that you desire. In the past year of high school, I put forth hardly any effort, still managing to pass, but not happy with the grades and realizing that what this teacher was saying might be true. After the first day of junior year I began to apply myself and one year later, sitting in all college classes preparing to achieve these goals once again made me realize this was the academic turning point in my life. Since first grade, school had always come easy to me, but as high school started to progress, it became harder and
Therefore, under the ordering of my rebellious heart, I started skipping classes and became lazy about school. The first two years of high school were still okay, which I still earning grades between A to C, but things soon got worse since I started my junior year. During my junior year of high school, I often skip classes, sleep on class, and don’t even do any of my homework. By the end of the school term, I ended up with failing all six classes and had my GPA way lower than the passing average. I and my parents had a big fight about the grades that I had and the school even had us sat in the parent center to reconcile our problem with a psychologist.