She immediately got an expression on her face that looked as if I had just told her a disturbing horror story. “You’re so annoying, this is why I don’t talk to you anymore. You don’t find anything funny,” she yelled to me as everyone was struck back by the scene she just made. I was bombarded with these hateful words that made me realize they all knew I was getting left out, but they said nothing to prevent it. Why should I be friends with people who don’t even care to check in on me?
Only you can choose which way your life should turn so choose it wisely. Not everyone is lucky to have chosen the right path for themselves thus there are many college drop outs each year, academically they couldn’t cope with the heavy loads of subjects, its mainly because they didn’t seek help from the counselors when they should have in the beginning of their college first year, nowadays the colleges have started more activities along with studies, one should always take active part in college sports and other activities for recreation in between their studies. The first year college days will slowly turn to be more lively and welcoming, you will wake up each day to find a new thing to do, you will start deciding about what you actually want to be in future. You will find your self to be more focused about your future prospects, you might be attracted towards a particular subject and put more effort to get a degree on that. College life is all about learning about your self, it’s the time when you will decide what you really want to be in
It makes you wonder who they are talking about. You can’t help but think they 're talking about you. Don’t even get me started about teachers. For me, the thought of making a teacher mad at you or disappointed in you is devastating. I get this feeling of impending doom forming under my feet.
We are one of the most trouble-making classes in our school, so much so that we almost risked not going. I guess that makes us special. Maybe. Once we landed it finally hit everyone that they were traveling with their friends and without parents, so if anything, that was the moment we had to be most responsible. The Washington Monument was the first thing I pictured every time I thought of living in Washington, so naturally every time the bus passed by, I would try to snap a picture.
My freshman year in college has been a little challenging for me because I don’t know how to manage my time. I have always missed something, if it not a homework it’s a paper due date.However, it is not the first time, manage time has been really challenging for me since I was in elementary school because I’ve never pay intention to it.i always says i will get it done but i never got them done. nevertheless, I realize that without manage time will make it more difficult for me to succeed. What I did was I bought a calendar, write down when my paper due, my homework, my speech, and I even write the time I have to study every day. After weeks I realize that I’m doing so much better, making progress,getting good grades, more organized, and I feel good because I see that I’m doing it right and I know that I’m in a way of
I kept ignoring any conversation with my friends that related to the dance squad team because I did not want to admit to the insecurities that were running through my mind – I pretended that I didn’t want to be on the dance squad, but deep down inside it is all I thought about. It is all I wanted, and that is what I did. Suddenly, I gathered enough confidence (with a lot of encouragement from my friend Ashley) and told myself I will just try out for the dance squad team. By then, a week had already passed, and the girls who signed up had already learned the choreography. I felt as if I would be too behind, and that I wouldn’t be capable of learning the choreography on time.
I was stranded in this new town without any strings that tied me to people. One incident fully My first quarter at my second choice university went somewhat well. I made choices that affected my first-year experience at UC Irvine. My stubbornness could not accept the fact of being rejected by my first choice university, UC Davis. It was even harder to accept that my twin brother and I were going our separate ways for the first
He would be moving to a new school in Nova Scotia at the end of that year and it left the remaining team so disheartened. But we decided to celebrate instead of whining about it, so each of us decided to put up some of our own money to buy Mr. David a trophy before he leaves. Our school’s way of rewarding the athletes for all of their dedication and hard work was to host an annual Athletes Banquet, and we decided to present the trophy to him at the event. At that event we weren’t just teammates, we treated each other like family. After Mr. David left, we didn’t know who would coach us and that’s when Mr. Chris stepped in.
I was excited for the events of this week because what could go wrong?... Ready to start my week off great, I get to school and realise the schedule is different and I have to go to second period history instead of my first period class peer counseling. Peer counseling was my favorite class so I was bummed when I found out that I didn 't have it that day. I arrive to History when Mr. Bryant announces, “ok class, take out a sheet of paper and your Scantron.” Confused of why we needed a Scantron, I slowly pulled it out of my bag and looked up at the board. In big letters I read “Unit 8 Test: Civil War.” Thoughts swarmed my brain like a bomb about to explode.