I eventually started putting my academic priorities over my friends when they came back to visit; as cold as it may sound, I had to get the feeling of work off my chest in order to be truly relaxed. As I have heavily implied, I wasn’t a great student in high school. Seeing grades get passed back I was always prepared for either a failing or barely passing grade, and I was usually right. This led to me becoming paranoid and very pessimistic. I would begin to doubt my aca... ... middle of paper ... ...dn’t accomplish much of anything in high school I finally woke up by realizing I couldn’t mess up on my last chance at redemption.
Every day I prepared myself for failure because I lacked the tools and strategies that I needed to succeed in school. Granted, I got by, but I could have been a much better student. I earned low B’s and C’s, but should have been A’s. If I was interested completely in the subject there was for sure a difference in what I was comprehending. If there was no interest at all, I would put it off and procrastinate until the last minute.
I thought it was the stupidest thing ever and I just wanted to take the easiest classes that good ole Rhinelander High School had to offer, but not with my mom right there. So we got to talking about what I wanted to be. "It was always a dream of mine to be a doctor" I replied to my mom. "Yes I know but with you slouffing off the way you did last year in high school, then you better get your act together, cause grades are very important." she added.
Although school is a long, uphill road that I have just begun to travel, I plan to make the most of my time here. Before college, I was the typical high school student with average grades. I thought I was smart enough to skip the important school days, not turn in my make-up work, and still maintain good scores. While it worked for a very short while, I have discovered I missed a lot of important information. Because I know only the base of what is expected for a person at my level, I have to work harder than others.
I realized I was decent and decided to go to school to become better at it and to also learn the history behind it. Do you agree or disagree with the observations of the people you are interacting with? Explain why. I do agree with what my mom says. I was very shy and it was hard for me to venture out and do my own thing.
Math has always been my downfall but I always try to get it. But this semester it just didn’t happen. But I can say that I did try, actually I tried really hard to get my work done. I also have a problem with procrastination, that’s something I really need to work on. If I didn’t learn anything this semester I learned that unasked questions don’t get answered.
Having second thoughts about whether or not to continue working hard shows my lack of perseverance. This proves that my ideal self is strong but my self-concept is weak. Whenever I am asked to complete an assignment, I will always have a lot of what ifs and full of doubts of myself. What if I gave in my 100% efforts but yet the results are still not what I’ve expected? What if I thought I would score an A but ended up getting a C?
I realized I don’t know these people and that means they don’t know me either. With this thought, I made a list a list of things I had always wanted for myself but could never manage to do in a tiny school where everyone knew me. I titled my list; change can be for the better. This first semester at Cowley has influenced me to live life naturally, to reorganize my priorities when it comes to studying, and to go outside my comfort zone. Being a student at Cowley has influenced me to live life naturally.
I think that quote applies to me because I had to forget what I was taught growing up. And, what I was left with is my diploma and education, but more so, wisdom. I'm up here tonight because some people in this community opened up their ears, hearts, and homes to me. I was struggling when I first came to County High. I had failed seventh grade, actually I passed with 'F's" but my mom held me back.
Although I was a different person in high school, it is possible for people to truly change if they put their mind to it. In high school, I really did not care about my grades. My attendance was awful, skipping too many classes to count. I barely managed to pull off a 3.0 GPA by the end of my senior year. When I came to college, I knew grades were important but I did not realize how challenging it was to get above a 3.0 in college.