Freshman year came along and I wanted to attend Sullivan High School. I wanted to come back to my hometown, I was just missing the people I started it all out with in the beginning. My dad and I had all of the paperwork finished already to go for me to attend Sullivan High School in August, but my mom refused and wouldn’t budge to let me go. She didn’t want me going to Sullivan, she wanted me to stay with all of my new friends I had made at Owensville. She thought my best bet would be to stay and proceed to go to OHS.
When I had my first day at Unity High School I had a feeling that It was going to be rough for me and it would be hard to learn things but so far it 's been going well nothing has really changed from eighth grade. The thoughts I had in the beginning of the
I continued to press forward, completing my sophomore class president speech weeks ahead of time and even laminating it several days before speech day in an effort to present myself in a professional light. Unfortunately, despite my copious preparation, I lost again. Devastated, I refused to speak to the new class president for about a week following the results; however, I eventually re-befriended the latter and vicariously threw myself into preparing for the following year’s
Two months had gone by before I was able to fully return to school. Overwhelmed with all the material I had missed, I simply struggled in returning. Test, quizzes, and homework from various classes began to conquer my confidence in a successful year. I soon accepted the false thoughts that consumed my determination, I had given up on the year not even half way through it. My grades began to dropping, all the hard work I had put in, over my high school career, for the sake of my GPA didn 't matter to me anymore.
This was a very long procedure that took about three months. However, I would soon learn that there are ups and downs in becoming a CNA and that I would learn a lot of important information. I applied online, which included many questions asking my age, interests, skills, why I had decided to apply, etc. With the help of my mom I finished the exceedingly long application and hit submit. Two and a half
Growing up, people would always ask "what do you want to be when you grow up?" flash-forward to senior year of high school where the most common question asked became “where are you going to college?” Time was flying by and although I had a pretty good idea on where I wanted to attend in the fall, when I was accepted to all of my top choices, the decision became a challenge. Strangely enough Xavier University of Louisiana was the last school I applied to. It was nowhere on my radar until I did my research. I remember being on the phone with my sister reading her information from their website.
You have to try your best and work hard if you want to make it out of high school in 4 years or earlier. You don’t want to stay in high school longer than your supposed too. I thought myself thought high school was like middle school, I slacked off and didn 't study, but there were consequences. I failed a class and now I have to retake it next year. I know now that I will study and work hard for every class.
However I was reminded I couldn 't be picky. “Just get into a school”, my godfather would remind me, and a school I got into indeed. I was grateful that I got admitted to a college, but I was still indifferent about where I went since it was not my choice. Therefore, I did not care for much but my schoolwork and readings, hence I signed up for seven courses. As I walked towards my first chemistry lecture, patting myself on the back for being an “overachiever”, I thought that that this was the first day of my towards my job.
When school ended in June of 2015 I wanted to continue on to my senior with the rest of my classmates. I wanted to move on like nothing had happened but I knew deep in my heart that I was not prepared for my senior year. For a good time after the decision to repeat my junior year, I looked at it as a failure. I hold myself to high standards and I could I not believe that I would have this “blemish” on my record. I was angry at myself for even being depressed in the first place and I felt like I had failed the basic requirements of being a human being.
a year ago, I was in high school working towards accomplishing my long-term goal of graduating high school with honors and a maintaining a high GPA. After years of striving for my goals I graduated top of my class, was accepted to the colleges I applied, and I was awarded with a few scholarships that helped me pay for all my college tuition. Going into my freshmen year of college I felt proud that I honor the chance to continue my education because no one in my family had ever attended college. As time was approaching for me to begin my journey as a freshmen, it was time to begin the next goals. The most important long term goal for me was to pass all my classes with an A and I accomplished it by focusing on myself and setting my school priorities
Graduating High School A day I will never forget was the day that I graduated high school. All the emotions were overwhelming and hard to handle sometimes. It was hard to accept that one of the biggest chapters in my life was about to be over and I was about to start an even bigger one. Just the thought of not knowing what I was supposed to do with the rest of my life made the last little bit of my senior year, very stressful. I then found out that not knowing and being undecided was perfectly okay and I was ready to begin my freshman year at Saint Petersburg College.