With senior year of high school coming to a close, comes an overwhelming amount of stress about moving away to college. At the beginning of this school year, I was eager to leave and excited to go away, but I came to a realization that leaving home alarms me. At this point in time, I began to notice just how much my parents do for me and just ruminating about everything I would have to do on my own now, makes me nervous. School has never been an issue for me but what my friends say about college, makes it even more petrified to go. Being constantly asked questions like, “how do you always get your work done?” or “how do you have such good time management?” reassures me that I will do fine in college.
I did not really wanted to go to a community college because all my life I dreamed of going straight to a 4 year university (in my country, it would be a 5-year university) and the fact that I had to start in another place just made me feel confused and anxious, but I had no other choice, since I knew I wouldn’t attend the other colleges and I did not want to take a sabbatical year. At the same time, I had a few friends whom would go to the community college, so we all started the process and to make our schedules. Since I am a foreign student and I came to the U.S. during my sophomore year of high school, I had to take an ESL test (English for Speakers of other Languages). I was place into the last level of ESL, I knew that my English was really good, but at the same time I knew that I had to improve, I wanted it to be at a college level, so I took two ESL classes and I think that this was one of the best experiences I could have had during my first semester of college, I could reconnect with myself and with people, I was surrounded by different people from all over the world, and although I already had the same experience when I arrived to the U.S. and I was sent to the last level of ESOL in high school, this time I was experiencing it in another way, I would say in a more mature way. All my classmates were amazing people and I made new
This was my most important reason for coming to America, but I was afraid I was never going to happen. I applied for admission to another university when I came, but after five months of studying English they denied my acceptance so I had to find another university. Finally, when I finished the university I received my acceptance to MTSU. Although this was not my first choice I am glad I came because the university has good teachers and fun classes in my major. Coming to America was my answer to what I wanted to do after high school.
Throughout high school , I struggled with academic work . It wouldn't be that I didn't want to do the work ; it was just that it became more difficult for me to remember what I learned and put it to use . But for sports it was a different story , I could remember every single play and execute what I learned with ease . But that was high school now I'm in college and everything is ten times harder . Sometimes I wish the class room were as simple as me being on the field knowing what to do .
My first year at Brookdale I joined the ALP program because I didn’t get a good grade on the Accuplacer. I decided to join this program so I wouldn’t have to take a English course next semester and be so behind. I joined Brookdale because I didn’t know what I wanted to do as a major and also didn’t know what four year college to go to. I didnt think Brookdale was going to all that great so I didn’t really want to go, but it was the best decision I made. Going to Brookdale was a good choice for me.
Returning to college has been an exciting and terrifying decision for me. My husband has encouraged me for 1-2 years, but my fear of failure overwhelmed me and kept me from pursuing my Bachelor’s Degree. I wasn’t even sure what I wanted to pursue. I’m now on this journey and ready for whatever it is that God has planned for me. I have worked hard encouraged my three kids as they transitioned their way through elementary school through middle school and on to high school and graduation.
I didn't want to hold a full conversation with anyone in my class unless they were the one to approach me. From this day, I still remember how lonely I felt and how badly I wanted to be accepted. I dreaded to go to recess because I wasn't sure what type of crowd I would “ fit in” with. As I walked in class, I saw everyone divided into various cliques and eventually I found myself every week trying to fit in with a different one. I tried my best to act like those kids in order to fit in, I changed so many things such as my attitude, my clothing, my hairstyles and how I spoke in the span of one year.
But these are obviously not the only people who have helped me. I deliberately left my parents and other family members out of the essay. Partially, this is because I believe it’s so obvious that they shaped my life. The other part is that I wanted to challenge myself to think of other people who might not normally get recognized as important people in my life. As I move forward with my first semester of college, I am bringing pieces of all of these people with me..
Another tactic is goal setting because that motivates you to do a task or a project. For example, when I started college, I procrastinated about how long it would take and it seemed impossible to do. My long-term goal was to graduate from college and my short-term goal was to take one class at a time. I am guilty of procrastinating about starting the university
As a student always seeking high standards in academics and influenced by pressures of family and friends, I made an assumption that community colleges was not as efficient and was a place for students that failed to find a fairly better college or university to attend to. My family has significantly influenced me and shaped my worldview into their expectations. However, this assumption is gradually altering as I have become one of those students that was rejected from those higher rank universities. I grew up in an Asian stereotype family, what can you expect from this? It has been long since I realized my family has high expectations and standards for me.
The most important thing for me is an enjoyable environment in which my potential for learning can flourish. Coming to UWSP I found myself missing that environment, everything else I found enjoyable except the environment for learning. I need my own space so I could focus in my studies, and sadly it was too late when I finally realized that the dorm life it 's not for me. I was a high honors student in high school and I wish I could transfer that into college, but this semester has been extra hard to keep up with regular hours of studying. Hopefully with the move to UWM could guarantee me a safe and enjoyable place where I can focus on my studies and future.
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
When I received my acceptance letter from the School of Social Work, I was excited and had prepared myself for this higher learner program. I did not know what to expect, but I was determined to finish this program. I had made a choice to prioritize my life, so that my studies would not be affected and it was an effective measurement for me. There were days that giving up seemed easier, but my will and determination would not allow me to quit. In fact, I had surprised myself by achieving and maintaining a 3.0 GPA and currently two classes away from a minor in Sociology.