When I first started Collinwood High School, they didn’t have my transcript over from Shaw so for a month I had to take ninth grade classes. I was barely going to classes, I would leave school and go home or to the store. I got suspended twice before I got my transcript. Once I did get them I started going to classes but that was long after I started skipping classes and leaving school to go home. I messed up the first and second quarter grades was terrible I was just an honor roll student at Shaw, now at Collinwood I have F’s.
we’d simply take turns staring out the window simply waiting, but with even more anticipation because we knew it would be any minute or any second our dad would pull into the driveway. Although dad came home every night around the same time. Thursdays were particularly different from any other night of the week because mom wasn’t home. She had meetings every Thursday due to the fact she would teach her Weight Watchers group. Leaving dad in charge of us and especially in charge of supper.
Summer vacation is 3 months long, students could use at least one month for doing extra-curricular activities and working in a part-time job. Having homework, exams, and an after school job can cause a lot of stress for a student, how could they go to work when they have an exam the next day? Students don’t have enough time to study for an exam and finish all their homework while they have an after school job. I’ve heard a number of people say that students could skip work with an excuse that they have an exam, but what if a student has a lot of exams? Would they skip their work 3 or 4 days a week?
This is a personal essay, so I’m going to make this very deep and personal. I may run on a bit, but I’ll do my best. Some content may be unfit for a younger audience, viewer discretion is advised. My full name is Korbin Allen Plessner. Up until the end of eighth grade I thought I knew what happiness was, it was going to school each day to see the few friends that I had, staying up all night on weekends and seeing the sunrise in the morning then being asked by your mom “why are you up so early?” and saying you didn’t sleep.Playing video games at your friends house even though you were supposed to be studying.
My mom and I spent the day figuring out where the dining hall was and things like that. My classes started on the next day and I could hardly wait, even though tomorrow was the day that my mom headed back to Sheridan without me. I tried to soak her up as much as I could, because the next time that I would see her would be during Thanksgiving break. That seemed like such a long time. I was hoping that I would have so much fun that I wouldn’t have time to become homesick.
I didn’t know if I had school the next day or not because of the snow, so I took a risk and stayed up really late. It turned out we did have school, so early in the morning I got up and started getting my things ready for school, and then headed down to the bus stop. I got to my first Period, and immediately put my head down trying to get some sleep. It was almost instant that I was asleep, but I guess it was too obvious.
Do you remember your first day of college? The day when you asked to yourself how you will succeed in getting your diploma? Maybe the next days were terrible and it was normal: because it was your time that you lived alone, you did not how to cook, how to do your own laundry, you called your mom every two hours… You were not responsible. Imagine if your school had taught you how to do it? It could save some time to study more, and you could be more successful at your first semester in college.
It was the most amazing experience ever, but also extremely exhausting thing ever! I was in the hospital for about another week till the doctor told me to go home, funny thing is that I got discharged on my birthday February 21, 1999, which I turned 16. At first, it felt like being a mother was easy, but in reality, it wasn't because I also had to go to school plus he would always wake me up in the middle of the night, and be in an extreme of exhaustion. I started missing school more and more till I finally dropped out. Being a teen mother was super hard I just couldn't keep up with my homework anymore.
September, 23 2016, was a Friday afternoon. Typically, high school seniors go out and spend time with their friends on Friday afternoons, well that wasn’t the case with me. I hardly went out, and the only time I would be allowed out is if it were school related. School ended at 2:35pm, but since I walked, it took me nearly
That is when things went downhill for me. My stepfather must have had a feeling that I would either not be graduating or furthering my education after graduation. He decided that it would be a good time for me to start contributing to the family. I had worked summer jobs since I was 14, but when school started it would be time for me to focus on my studies. That was no longer the case after my junior year.