Cheerleading Tryouts We had cheerleading tryouts at the end of last year. It was one of the most stressful times of my life. One of my biggest dreams was to become a cheerleader. Before cheerleading began I had more free time, played other sports, and spent more time with my family. During the week of tryouts we practiced right after school from 3:00 P.M. until 6:00 P.M.
Sometimes I wish the class room were as simple as me being on the field knowing what to do . I tried college without sports and just relying on my knowledge to help me transfer to another school . But it didn't work out too well , my first year of college was brutal ; school just didn't feel like the correct path for me . It was the spring semester
Yet I lacked the time and I lacked the talent. 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.
The atmosphere of Schoenfeld Campus Gym had been electrifying Thursday afternoon. The Fall Homecoming Pep Rally included numerous activities for Concordia’s sports team to partake in. For example, one “challenge” involved a member of the sports team getting wrapped up in toilet paper, under the pressure of a time clock. When time ran out, whichever individual was wrapped in the most toilet paper (or looked the most like they had just emerged from an Egyptian pyramid) won that game. The CCNY Pep Rally acted as an opportunity for the rest of the student body to become familiar with our famed athletic program, and to mingle with this elite status of the student.
I ended up wasting my time and paying for several institutes for a none valuable gain. On the other hand often I preferred to procrastinate things. In my school time I felt I should have more time to complete assignments, presentations and projects. But unknowingly I came to deadlines with loads of stress in my mind. After learning time management as a topic under Business communication unit, I started searching and developing few time management strategies to manage my
There was a time in my life where it was a bad time, but, it was also a good time. I was trying to play games at my old school, Roosevelt Junior High School. I got caught, and what came with it, is troubling . When I got Home my Mom and Dad greeted me with a bunch of things, saying I shouldn’t be doing that, and this and that, but, what also came with it is, my grades dropped, it was horrible, I just couldn’t keep up with all my homework. my teachers started to tell me that I need to pull up, or I wasn’t going to graduate 8th grade.
For the past two years of my high school career, I have been volunteering for a field trip that’s centered around giving my Special Ed classmates a day of fun where they can relax from the stress of school and enjoy a day off. During these events, all the volunteers would be paired with one another and we were then taken to a station where we would perform an activity and encourage our partners to participate. Hundreds of students gathered around to participate in track and field games that give the children and adults with an intellectual disability, a chance to develop physical fitness while being cheered on. My only regret would be that I didn’t volunteer throughout all of my high school years, I may have been able to make more friends and
In high school, I was engaged in a variety of elective classes and extracurricular activities. I never considered myself a superb student, but I had a thirst for any information that I could get my eyes on. My plans to become a U.S. Marine were nearly confirmed throughout my Junior and Senior years of high school, but I continued to find myself enrolled in the most challenging courses offered at my small, private school. Apart from classes, I was passionate about percussion and, in particular, our school’s budding drum line program, which had its inaugural session during my eighth grade year.
I now feel bad for my teachers because I now understand I was a real pain in the bahookie. 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
The first week of the assignment , I spent a lot of time practicing, helping teammates with their schoolwork, and studying for the LSAT. Although I found this week to be productive in terms of what I accomplished, some of the goals I set out at the beginning of the week I didn’t accomplish. Specifically, I wanted to make an effort to see my non-tennis friends. After joining the team last fall, I haven’t had as much time to hang out with my best friends, which has caused some strain in those friendships. After seeing the amount of time I spent on other things like watching TV and resting, I realize that I could have made a greater effort to spend time with friends.
I originally planned on observing at the 15th street station due to its closeness to my house, but instead decided to observe at the Board Game Park which is located very close by. The many times that I have been in that area, I have seen very peculiar people. I scope people out, but never truly observe them, especially for an hour. With the hour of observing I came away with the thought that I truly don’t know how these people are. I am merely just drawing conclusions
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
Comparison: My Life to Huck Finn’s Throughout my life, there have been numerous occasions in which I haven’t felt completely free to do what it is I want. Much like Huck, I would often try to sneak away from my house to explore. I can’t remember a time that I actually got away with it, but I would always try nonetheless. However, it never felt like I was being forced into a way of life like Huck was. Huck had it much harder, and grew up in a more harsh condition than what I was put into.