Personal Narrative: My Freshman Year Of High School

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Going into freshman year of high school was something that hit me unexpectedly. I couldn’t believe that 4 years from then I would be graduating. To me it seemed like an eternity of course, as if I had all the time in the galaxy to relax before things would become more profound such as grades, time management skills, and independence.
Over the course of two and a half years from 9th grade I continued to do what I always did my whole life, sat next to friends whether they were distracting or not, played video games, went out with friends, played sports, went to my local gym, and not studying intensely for tests and quizzes as I had always done in the past and aced them with ease. My closest friends knew me for my phenomenal reputation for being an all A student, but within my first …show more content…

It brought a whole new set of challenges outside of school that I looked forward to such as transportation without a license, communication without a phone, issues with coworkers, managers, and again, time management. All of which I have mastered very diligently. Now these attributes are always used everyday in my life. It is senior year now and I am always busy with my advanced classes and sports. I tell myself,”If you can survive one week, then you can survive another week.” That has suprisingly worked out very well for me, and gets me through any rigid times. For the most part of my high school experience I have suffered due to my own negligence. My inability to comprehend my problems was extremely poor but, I have revolutionized myself to become a man and not a toddler always asking for mommy to do things. It is already the beginning of my last year and I and very proud to say I have improved dramatically. The resources I used have been right inside my head all along, and it took me two and a half years to figure that out. I have crawled my way through high school until finally, I learned to stand

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