After I was out of school for around a month after my ACL surgery it was hard to catch up but It was not impossible. I didn 't try enough because I already thought my grade was too far gone and that rolled over into the next semester. After the school year I was very disappointed in myself. I never have failed a class in my life but here I was applying for summer school. So I redirected my disappointment and decided to excel at summer school.
My entire senior year of high school, an eerie fog of anxiety lingered around myself because of the approaching new part of my life that I couldn’t quite anticipate as well as other events in my life. This chapter in my life that I almost dreaded because of the uncertainty, the path that was always envisioned for me, ironically, the only certain option for myself–attending college. I had my fears before I even applied to a school because I knew myself, I knew I wasn’t as independent as I let myself out to be, and I knew the chance of getting rejected by my first choice school was likely, a school where my friends were attending, where almost complete independence wouldn’t swallow me whole. As you might guess from my transfer application, the likely indeed happened. And so, the most difficult and independent
For example, failure to properly use the information system, or to ignore alerts or warnings have also resulted in preventable errors (Nelson, Evan, & Gardener, 2005). At the time of the event, a bar coding system for all medication had been in effect for a duration of two weeks, however, Thao had been gone one of those crucial weeks. Because of her absence, she did not receive the adequate training, instead, she received a sped
My second semester of school I decided that because I already knew where I was going to college I didn’t have to try as hard in school and work as hard for my grades as I had before. I began slacking off inside as well as outside of the classroom. I stopped doing homework to my best ability’s, stopped studying for tests, and worst of all I was lying to my mother. For almost four months I treated my mother poorly. I constantly lied to her face about how my grades were.
Sentences that allow for the redemption and treatment of juveniles rather than a response to control crime. By going to law school, I am hoping to gain a valuable education that will keep me on my path of fighting for the rights of those who are marginalized in our society. An education that will leave a lasting impact on me in the same way that my experiences and courses at Saint Joseph's University were able to do so. I am looking forward to the meaningful experiences that will continue to challenge me to use my privilege to fight systemic oppression in every way that I am able to. My past experiences have shown me that with passion, dedication and hard work, I will be able to face the challenges of a law school experience at Temple University’s Beasley School of Law.
At that time my math teacher was Mr. Hack, and he was very straight forward in his teaching, but I was stupid, and I neglected and missed the fundamentals of basic algebra. This affected me the whole year and because I have a lazy personality, I didn't put the effort in understanding and understand what I have neglected. Due to this, I did so atrocious that I had to retake an algebra course over the summer. I decided I must step up my game because it’s not worth it to me and I had to prove myself that I can do this. Thankfully after all my hard work and devotion I finished the summer course with a percentage of
From the start of middle school to the first day of ninth grade I was lost, fearful of going and doing different things or anything that was outside of my “norm.” Even just the thought of leaving that comfort zone forced my thoughts down a dim path of self-deprecation. The last few years that I continued to do homeschool were the worst. As I grew older i started wanting conversations and company outside of my family and myself. I began to feel a crushing force of stagnation. It felt like I wasn’t going anywhere or doing anything, the idea of being stuck in one place not moving was like I was trapped in quick sand.
It was pretty hard to do a lesson in two days and then have quiz after quiz after quiz. I quickly fell behind and couldn 't seem to catch up, I just found everything so hard. My parents soon notice and they sat me down and talked to me about how I was
Last year, my junior year, was exciting for me because back then I knew that I was literally one year away from being a senior, but I also faced some very difficult challenges. One of the biggest challenges that I had faced last year was being kicked out of my first high school, Villa Angela- St. Joseph, for reasons that I feft were not as serious as the things other people were doing, but in reality, it was not about anyone else, it was about me. I was in trouble. I had to accept and own up to the responsibility and consequences of my actions. Although I had some pretty hard setbacks, I did have great times as well.
Lying awake last night, I realized that losing my voice was the worst. To make matters worse, it had to happen 3 days before my audition for a musical. All of this happened because of me over practicing my voice. Praticiting all day was probably not the best idea. The doctor said that my voice went out because I spend too much time practicing and eventually my throat got sore.
Most psychologist said, "I was just going through a teenage phase, I was a troubled teen because of the absence of my father or I was a troubled teen because I was too spoiled". Later on came my adulthood, still unstable, still lost and still confused. Why hadn 't my phase gone away? Why was my condition worse? Why did I have this rage inside of me?
I would like to be the student speaker because Washtenaw has changed my life in a significant way. I have learned countless life skills from going to school at Washtenaw Community College. By going here, I have gained the confidence needed to move forward in my life. I came to WCC as a high school dropout, with a G.E.D. I dropped out of high school at 9th grade to help provide for my family.
I started off certain classes like geometry or spanish with no clue what I was doing and even a few bad grades in the beginning. Specifically, I failed my first geometry test with a 54 in ninth grade and that did not sit well with me and from then on Mrs. Brown took the time out her own schedule and stayed after to
With doubtful eyes, my teacher and counselor let me continue the course. Even though I did try a little harder, my test scores barely improved. So when I finished the second trimester with a D in the class, I was completely devastated. Only then did I realize that there’s no going back and that my time was running out. I was thrown into a pit of despair, probably due to the unconscious stress that’s been building up.
Academic Bowl meant so much to me back then, and it still does now. I still regret my decision to not try, because if I put in the effort, I could have became someone new. Someone better. Being on this team, this family, will make me feel good about myself, it will press on me to persevere and to carry on. It will push me, to test my knowledge, to really help me advance.