If you stay out all night partying then you will not do well in the class that you have the next day. If San Jacinto Christen Academy has not prepared me in any other way I am glad that I am prepared to stay strong in who I am as a person. I am not prepared for college. My school has not prepared me in the typical ways that you think of when you ask "Has your high school prepared you well for college classes?". If you offered me a chance to go back and be prepared for college in the typical way I would have to decline.
I wouldn’t get to complain about how much I didn’t like my classes, when deep down I loved the majority of them. I would miss getting to show off my outfit of the day. I had been really excited about joining clubs my sophomore year specifically the track and the dance team, now that was no longer an option for me. My parents had been talking about taking me out of school when my
One of the biggest lessons I learnt was that you need to choose your friends very wisely. I also learnt that the friends you entered high school with wouldn’t necessarily be the ones you were hugging on the last day. I had genuinely thought that the people I considered to be my best friends in Grade Nine would still be my best friends when we said goodbye to the beige brick walls that is Beaulieu College. However, I was completely wrong. I was so fixated into being friends with everyone that I didn’t choose my friends
During my years in high school I strive to be a very talented artist; only reason was because I was very good at art and wasn't good at anything else. I considered taking it up as a career even though back then in my middle school years I looked at as a hobby when I was bored or lonely, I didn't think my artistic ability was anything special because the people who dwelled in it, didn't make a lot of money, so I was made fun of by my brothers as the only sibling without any talent. So with graduation coming around I have to choose a career to pursue and stick with, so I can choose a college to go to, I chose to attend a college that specializes in the fine arts and I want it to be out of state because I wanted start my life without my family
My instructors saw change in me, but I had to want it to come to the surface. My want for change would make my ROTC career so much better. I’ve really learned that life is only what you make it. If it wasn’t for the frightening conversations, the throbbing headaches, and the gigantic D’s and F’s on my paper , I wouldn’t have wanted a change. My mind was set up to just pass the class, but I was determined to be so much more.
They say they will but let’s be real, will they really? There is only a few people in your high school friend group who will be there for you throughout life. All your friends will most likely leave. I’m not saying don’t get too close to your friends it’s always good to have friends there for you. I consider myself that maybe I just got way too close to the wrong friends at the time.
The worst feeling in the world is regret. In order to be the best person, I could possibly be must take risks and be different from the average. I would hate to be in my older years and no longer have the opportunity to do things I hesitated during my youth. Whenever I make mistakes I need to learn on how I could improve next time. Also, the things I choose to take on, I should take on with 100% rather than half-ass.
He became my best friend, took me to school, came to my sports and we would talk for along time at night he became someone I could talk to and ask for advice from. Suddenly that all had to change, I came home from school excited to hang out with him but when I arrived his car wasn’t there. We didn’t hear from him until a couple days later and it turned out he had been fired from his job and drove back to nebraska. It was hard on me because it was so unexpected and I had grown very close to him I wasn’t ready for him to go. Today my brother is still someone who inspires my future and gives me advice for the hard times.
I unwisely had I known considered them like any family member, they came and went. Even though they were nice they wouldn't last so I stopped growing attached so much I went with the flow and receive fun and mostly focused on school and after-school activities. By now my siblings and I lived with my mother until high school where I and my sister moved in with my father and his wife. My father's wife, however, became a considerable part me and my sibling's life, especially, my mother, they weren't enemy's they were kind of friends who exchanged advice on how to deal with my father or how to handle me and my siblings by now, I have four other siblings from my mother and my stepmother has a son with my father. Without a doubt, she helped out a great deal, especially at my Quinceañera.
The big problem with having bad self esteem is you can not just get rid of it overnight. It is something that has to be worked on, and it could even get worse. Before I let it get worse my plan is to start believing in myself no matter the outcome. Do the best I possibly can in sports and school and if it still is not enough I will see that It is