Freshman year, total paranoia, I had no idea what expect and thought everyone hated me. I set myself up for failure daily. Here I was, just some five foot eight kid with short hair and a stocky build, I wasn’t lean and muscular like most of my class or most of the people above me. I didn’t know where I belonged or where I really wanted to go with my high school career. My only friends were juniors, and they were really my brother’s friends. Kenny Jarnagain and Johnny Fletcher, I bonded with them tried to blend in with them and let them handle most stuff because I could have honestly cared less. I didn’t know what to act like to fit in or what to talk like, dress like or what grades to achieve so I suffered. Somewhere around the end of my Freshman year and beginning of Sophomore year I stopped caring. I started acting like I’d never fail. My grades rocketed up, I made my own group of friends and became myself. In September, I joined a volunteer fire department and then work and school became my priority. I didn’t care what my …show more content…
My family describes me as a self-sustaining adult. Mature enough to handle myself and my responsibilities but still childish when it counts. I risk my life almost daily for people I don’t know and when I was a freshman I just let things happen. I am a part of something bigger than myself and I love it. I wake up telling myself I’m going to win and I tell the chance of failure to get out of my way. I will admit, school isn’t my favorite because of the way society has changed, a lot of people are rude and think things should be given to them for free. Society is a give me what I want or watch me misbehave system now and I personally can’t stand it. That is why hanging out at the fire station is my favorite thing to do when if I were still in my freshman year I’d just sit at home. I get to be with like-minded people who are my best friends and do what I love while giving the
I enjoyed thinking about my future and discovering new bands and indie movies. My new life, with little to no friends, had transitioned from utterly depressing to undoubtedly bright. I propelled through their ignorance and tried out for the jazz band and the varsity baseball team. I made both of them and continued on my path for self-improvement and self-discovery. I had a great baseball season in which I made 2nd team all division and helped our team win sectionals.
Growing up, times were hard. I moved around a couple times, and never built the foundation of a childhood. In school, kids made fun of me for how I looked and acted. I wasn’t getting good enough grades. But I still made it out and transferred into high school.
The following year I did not even try to be on the homecoming list. My self-confidence was shot down. Everything seemed to be going wrong as I entered my sophomore year of high school. I was even in a P.E. class with the disabled students. I was partnered with a girl named Caroline, who, due to a severe case of autism, was wheelchair bound for the rest
I always hung out with my sister and her older friends; they even treated me like a senior. I always was included in their plans. My junior year was a long ride for me. I had my ups and downs, but that is with everything that comes in life. I’m Just proud of myself for getting through Junior year.
Coming to America as Immigrants and having nothing to your name can be a very intimidating situation. Many people face this obstacle and my parents are a clear example of it. I grew up watching my parents work and making sure they had no debt to their name. I remember being a young child and mom taking me to work because she didn't have a babysitter. My parents always provided me with the best and even spoiled me, sometimes when you don't work for your objects you forget to say thank you. .
From the start, I did not feel like I “fit in”. I did not want to be around anyone. As my depression grew, my grades faltered, and I had very little interest in anything. After a series of academic failures and a period of loneliness throughout the remainder of my time in middle school, I finally told myself that this was my life and I had to take charge of it and start looking for the best things in my day to day activities. I began to think about my future and how my choices were going to shape my life as an adult.
So life had to drastically transition from me being a lax sophomore that depended on my parents to plan everything for me and keep me in check for school work to living on my own and not having that sturdy support. At this school when I was learning to become an independent individual I had many opportunities to work on my time management and scheduling, and I had to learn how to get over my emotions on my own as a teenager with no parent or sibling to express these feeling to. Also through this whole school experience I had to have relationships with my teachers independently be able to figure out compromises and create bonds with them, without the help of parents and keeping a handle on my
Which led to me becoming more independent as I started to get more involved in my School. I can say I’ve experienced a lot positively and negatively getting hurt during my sophomore year really affected me but the way I’ve worked back showed my determination and
From this day, I still remember how lonely I felt and how badly I wanted to be accepted. I dreaded to go to recess because I wasn't sure what type of crowd I would “ fit in” with. As I walked in class, I saw everyone divided into various cliques and eventually I found myself every week trying to fit in with a different one. I tried my best to act like those kids in order to fit in, I changed so many things such as my attitude, my clothing, my hairstyles and how I spoke in the span of one year. I was so desperate to feel like I was not alone and had real friends that I basically would’ve done anything for others to like me.
High school has impacted my life in so many ways. High School taught me so many things, from personal relationships to creating a relationship with my education. As a freshman, I made a huge amount of mistakes and I regret doing foolish things, but I’ve realized, I was only maturing into the young adult I am today. Freshman year, I was out of focus and I was only trying to find myself. I would also prioritize other things and ignore my parent’s advice, where they would tell me to focus in school and give it my full attention.
Sometimes high school seems like it will last forever but it is just a fleeting season, and in four years it is over. A lot of people also look forward to leaving high school and going to university. Some see it as an opportunity to get away from their parents and experience new freedoms. Others see it as the first step to being able to learn more about what they want to practice in their future career. Others look forward to impacting the new area in which they are moving to.
However, when I entered high school everything got significantly better. I met people who were just as ambitious as me, who were not bullies and due to that I cracked my shell and became a more open person. By senior year, I had grown significantly and had become
I’m still with the same crowd as last year which made me comfortable in school. This year is one of the eventful year of my life. Crashed hopes, success, failures, and many more. I’m starting to be more vocal to other people. I’m starting to unfold the recklessness that’s within me.
The members played a big part in this personal growth of mine, as well. I was shocked when random community members would come up to me to congratulate me on a win or ask how the teams are looking. It was important for me to be assured that they care about the things I was doing. These small conversations felt like an invitation for me to start and hold meaningful conversations with adults. Some of the greatest lessons that I have taken from high school are lessons that have nothing to do with the curriculum.
I realized I wasn’t a good student my behavior inside the classroom was horrible but I could recognize I had a really good connection with my teachers even though I was super noisy in class and always laughing basically I was like a clown, until today I still talk to them as my second parents. Memorable moments in my life that I consider the scariest days and at the same time moments to celebrate was my last year in High School. De La Salle Panama is known for a lot of people as a really hard school to graduate and the hardest year is grade 12 (2014: my last year in High School). Remember moments when I was studying and I took me the whole night to study for my several