It's the last day of freshman year and I feel great. I accomplished what I wanted to accomplish, I passed all my freshman classes and am now a sophomore. I'm glad freshman year is over, which means i'm a sophomore now. The best thing about freshman year being over is I don’t have to come back to this school for a little while. Thinking back on freshman year the first day I came to school and it was all new to me, it was my first day in high school and at times I didn't think I was going to make it but I. Through freshman year there were times I didn't think I was going to pass, I struggled through some of the work, but from the help of teachers and fellow classmates I made it. I passed all my classes, that happened because I went in with
As young girl with big dreams I imagined my senior year of high school to be one of the best years of my life. I imagined going to homecoming with all of my friends, being the captain of the varsity soccer and cheerleading teams, going to Friday night football games, going to Prom with my perfect date, and going on a senior trip with all of my best friends. I never imagined my senior year to be the way that it is. I am the new kid.
Freshman fifteen is the NEW EPIDEMIC!!.. or not? In the eyes of freshman, college can be seen as entering the lion’s den when transitioning from high school. Students routines, diets, and moods drastically change resulting in an imbalance of one’s well being. As a way to cope college freshman typically look towards food for a release. Therefore, this is where the term freshman fifteen was born. Freshman fifteen is the idea that in one’s first year of attending college, the student will gain fifteen pounds. On average students are gaining weight at an abnormal pace however, it is not exactly the amount that the media has portrayed.
I have faced many obstacles along the way. I did not do so good my freshman year in college. My grades were not what I wanted them to be. However, I retook some classes to raise my grades and I am trying hard to be the best student as possible.
Senior year. The year known for its “lasts” of everything and the start of one 's adulthood. It’s also a busy part of life- college applications, college acceptance, graduation, and even get to know what the terminal disease “senioritis” feels like. Senior year is the last year that I will get the chance to cheer on the football team every Friday night, running track every Thursday, as well as seeing my favorite teachers on a day to day basis. This year is my year, the year that is going to change everything that I have ever known. Senior year is the year that will impact myself, my friends, my family, as well as everyone that surrounds me. It will be the year of change.
All of my classes in high school I passed with no struggle. I would cram all the knowledge that I needed for a test the night before, so I thought college would not be any different. A week or two before my first ever college exam the professor announced that if we had not already been study, then we should start to right away. Being a young naive freshmen, I kind of blew the teacher off. Telling myself that I did not need to waste the next few weeks studying for one exam. So I waited until the last day to study. You might have an idea of what happened next. I failed the exam. Failing so bad that it would be nearly impossible for me to still get a C in the course. I could not even look at myself. The thought of disappointing my parents was making my stomach turn. This fear of failing the class was tearing me apart. The only chance at passing this class was if I turned myself into the perfect student. This meant turning things in on time, studying days in advance for exams, and going to my professor’s office hours. And that is exactly what I did. By some seriously hard work, long nights, and over a hundred red bulls, I was able to achieve a passing grade with a
When I was young they used to ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up, and until six years ago I never knew. It took me exactly eleven years until I figured out the one thing I wanted to do with my life. The very first show I performed in was Guys and Dolls, and from then on my devotion to acting only grew. I feel as though the Early Middle College Program is a good opportunity to further myself in my future goal of a Master’s Degree in Musical Theatre, as well as saving money while doing so. The Early Middle College Program is a very large stepping stone on my way to a Master’s Degree, and is the most effective way to get where I want to be.
Senior Year. The year that is your last one until responsibilities catch up with you and it’s time to get serious. I don’t think that’s true; We’re all loaded with responsibilities no matter the age or time; even at the age of thirty, the task of tidying up is still the creeping feeling that haunts the back of the mind until attention is given to it. Though in high school, the main responsibility is graduating with good enough marks to get somewhere but I am part of the group whose main responsibility is graduating with flying colours and a scholarship from the university I intend hope to attend. It sounds grueling and it is, but it really only ever feels burdensome if there’s no purpose to it. A Scholarship is a purpose so
Sophomore year was an easy going year compared to my other years before and after. Sophomore year was a year where I thought of my dreams and future. Even though I haven’t participated in any school clubs, I still felt fulfilled. Sophomore year was a year filled with new challenges.
Senior year is a buzz of new media gossip, with most about the amazing hopes and joys about what college life is going to be like. Sadly most don’t have a clue about what they are being signed up for once those caps are thrown in the air. Every year student enters college with dangerous preconceptions of college and hailed with various struggles many crumble too. Various stresses accompanied by new found responsibility are thrown to the newly independent student who unable to handle begin to falter in grades and health.
I was able to make friends and have a few more years of being immature. High School is when everyone starts to grow up and I know that sounds pretty but I am pretty excited. There will be not as strong of a dress code and I won't be stuck with the same class for the next three years.
Being a senior to me means more that just one thing. It means my last ten football games, senior project and, graduating. It seems like yesterday that I was in eighth grade watching my brother play football on the same field I am now. Back then being a senior in high school seemed so far away that I never took the time to think about it or anything. Now that it’s here I wonder where the time went.
Well what can I say I made it… made it to Senior year, and soon my 4 years in high school will be over. With no doubt this school year has been hectic, in trying to find what kind of person I'm going to become in this world. Whether the decisions and future I set out for myself will make my parents proud or disappointed. In my opinion this year has been a life changing experience and it made me realize many things as I get ready for college. From August all the way to May academically I have grown and challenged myself more than I ever could and I’m proud. I’m proud that I didn’t give up when there looked to be no hope left, proud that I kept to my word in maintaining good grades, and proud to have an opportunity to prove to myself that I can
My senior year was a success. Moving from California to Oregon was not easy. Staring at a high school with no familiar faces was even harder. The first few weeks were rough, and I could feel the wall getting taller again. In order to stop that I would raise my hand and talk more in class. It seems easy to others, but it was a challenge for me.
In my high school career, I have had victories and failures each one gave me a new perspective on life a new way to live my life without procrastination or low self esteem on my ability to be all I can be, I love that high school made me into a more confident and strong minded person I am sad that this is my last year but that just means I’m opening a new chapter in my book of life.
To think that my first semester of college will be over this friday makes me realize how fast time flies. The first few weeks of college were tough, tiring and full of anxiety. Being in a new environment, a different state and not knowing one single person was something that I did not prepare myself for. Throughout all of the tears and the frustrations, I had to constantly remind myself that I am at The University of Akron to gain an education and become a successful individual.