I was constantly pressured into figuring out what college I wanted to earn my major in, along with family obligations, my job, and paying my bills. I desperately wanted to go back to having a carefree life of having zero obligations, unfortunately my circumstances didn't allow it. Now that I'm actually starting college, I now realize all of the problems that every other college student had to go through. Stress is now a part of my life, and I've come to terms with it as of now. In my mind, I define stress as the state of mental tension from adverse circumstances.
According to the TNCC 's Graduation Transfer Retention report, only 15.7 percent of students were able to complete their degree in 2012. This statistic is appalling because the students are working hard in their classes, paying the college 's financial gills, and hoping to get their degree. Some of student cannot graduate. I am attending Thomas Nelson Community College, and I hope to earn my degree within two years. Although college is difficult, I will be successful by seeking advice from experts and developing some effective study strategies.
So, it was no surprise that after I graduated, I only lasted a year in my career field before I began to despise
One problem that I have faced personally was that I was a bit of an introvert. It was a significant problem for me considering I was not entirely confident in social situations. This all began to change through events that transpired during my freshman year. My family moved to Bentonville, Arkansas, where I attended Bentonville High School for the majority of ninth grade. In an instant, I had transferred from a school with a class size of 250 students to a school that was six times larger, consisting of 1500 freshmen.
But that all changed for me at the beginning of my junior year thanks to my AP Calculus class. My teacher Mrs. Bandt didn 't only teach me she made me think in a whole new way. This class really helped me break out of my shell and got me thinking that i could make
I over thought every aspect of every detail of every piece that I had intentions of doing to a point of insanity. The stress was too much and I was driven to multiple mental and emotional break downs. There were many but I only remember two. The first was during the Thanksgiving break junior year. I had decided before the break that I would dedicate the entirety of my time off to working on the art that I was extensively behind on.
but I was sadly mistaken. College was a culture shock. I concluded that college is an entirely different universe, then high school. My GPA dropped for the first time in my life from a 3.7 in high school to a 2.8. The decline in my GPA made me realize that my journey to becoming a doctor is not always going to be easy.
During the start and the end of the fall semester year of 2015/20116 at Montgomery College, my life changed dramatically for me. Going back to school after graduating four years ago at Baltimore Freedom Academy high schoolHigh School has been challenging for me, but of course it’s challenging for anybody with the same circumstances of not being academically active for all those years, and almost forgetting all the retained information that was given from previous teachers. I felt like my brain was rotting, yet the really bad part about it is that, I wasn’t doing what I loved, which was playing organized college basketball. Throughout my journey of the fall semester, challenges came my way from left to right, but the hardest of all that I’ve faced are adjusting to the student athlete life style again at a college level, trying to learn and complete all that’s given to me from my professor, and working a part time job to help support myself. Upon my preparation for the fall semester, I was able to work out during the summer at the Montgomery College gym, the gym was packed with other students that where were in the same
I kept letting myself down and continuously telling myself that I can’t do it. Recently I just got out of my first relationship with the person I would consider to be my first love. I suddenly felt heartbroken and depressed in a way where I wanted to give up in school and felt as if I had no value to my life because, once again I put all the pressure and faults towards myself. I couldn’t grasp that everything
At the end of freshman year, I started to realize that I needed to clean up my act if I wanted to be successful. I would relate my freshman year like traveling thought that mountain’s ups and downs on my trip. It started off fun and exciting, but the ups and downs came up real
I was tired of living behind the mask I built myself and was tired of worshiping a seemingly absent God. I wanted out. So I tried to end it. It took four days on suicide watch (georgia law requires two days minimum) and an entire month of therapy to make me realize life is worth living despite its hardships, and that maybe, just maybe, God is an entirely different being than what I had been
“You guys ready?” , my mom asked us as she closed the moving truck and hops in the front seat. As I load my bag in the truck, I remember facing the continuous struggles of moving. Growing up, I constantly moved from state to state, and being so young in the processes just caused a lot of stress in my life.
Over the past four years I have dealt with circumstances that have affected me positively and allowed me to grow. I have gained much perspective, determination, and responsibility. These qualities have aided my highschool career and help me continue to succeed in college. I plan on going into engineering; the Honors College is the place where I want learn exactly what branch of engineering that I want to pursue. My ultimate goal is to become a well rounded person and student; I want to take full.
Starting middle school challenges any kid transitioning into a teenager. Simple small changes like going from cubbies to lockers excite students. Bigger changes like transitioning from one all day class to six individual classes and pluses and minuses to letter grades can leave some students shell-shocked with new responsibilities. I remember the struggle I had keeping up with all of this in my first year. I found social studies homework especially difficult for me.