Now I’m doing something completely different from all three of the previous years. I’m preparing myself to raise a child. High school changed everything in my life. I one was good at math, I never had so many teachers leave at one time, my taste in friends was proven to be a typical high school experience, and my free time changed. After Senior year I’m not looking forward to adult for the rest of my
I feel as though I have changed a lot throughout my high school career so far. I have made new friends, drifted away from others, modified the career path I want to go on, and most importantly I have become closer to myself and have started to do things I feel are best for me. So much has changed in just half of my career at this school and I am very excited to see where the next two years take me. I can’t even imagine where else I will go in life but I will try my best to make it great. I have many amazing people in my life that push me to do what they know I can and want me to do what makes me happy.
When I was playing baseball I wasn’t happy; it was complete torture. When I was in cross country practice I loved life. I knew it was what I wanted to do, not baseball. “I just don’t know how to leave baseball; my dad loves that I play his favorite sport.” I spoke to my mom and she suggested I enjoy my high school career doing something I enjoy. My decision is clear but I just don’t know how to tell my dad; sometimes we are concerned about other people’s feelings, that we don’t do what we truly love.
But those days have passed and we have moved on from that kind of connection, instead, now I have my own room when I come back to the house for college. This doesn't really bother my brother and frankly it doesn't bother me either. After panicking and rushing out of bed thinking I was late for school I came to the realization, wait, it’s still spring break, and i’m not in High School
I had been homeschooled my entire school career, but after a lot of failing tests and crying, my mom decided it would be best if I tried public school. I was not into the idea at all. I thought that those public school kids would destroy me, they knew so much more than I did, (Not true) and had so much more social experience (Also not true). I had been going to church activities for my entire life, and my parents made it a point to sign me up for weekend painting camps, and classes at the rec center. Yet it was nothing compared to the 6+ hours these kids have been at school every day.
Then a few years pasted and I had to go to kindergarten. You know when you are new to a school you do not want to leave your mom or dad and I was like that, it took me a long time to finally go to the classroom. IN first grade I was so excited to go to school, I was a weird kid. My first elementary school was Table Mound and I thought it was the best school ever we never had any problems. Then I moved to a different school called Marshall.
Every bone in my body was hoping she was right. After our little conversation, she had asked to look at my schedule to see if we had any classes together. Unfortunately, we had only one. Though, I was grateful to have someone to get me through my first day. Of course, there were others around that were anxious for their first day, but for me it’s was different.
I thought about these things a lot and I thought maybe everything could change, maybe my entire college experience can be turned around if I made some small changed to my daily life at school. So I ended up going back for my spring semester of college with high hopes even though I was still terrifyingly stressed about what cards I was going to be dealt with this