My high school years have been an intense ride, both personal and education wise. A year ago I couldn't tell you who I was, I couldn't look in the mirror and be happy with what I saw, and I definitely was more lost than I seemed. Who would have known that just a couple years later, here I stand, confident in who I am and extremely proud of who I have become. Working on myself was the best project I've ever committed to. I'll never regret the lessons and mistakes, the lost days of my identity and the dark days to get to where I am today, because they make me who I am. What was my mess became my memories and is now my message. I lost more than I could measure because of a few stupid choices. I lost my best friend, a girl who I had considered a sister for over a decade became a stranger with all of my secrets; I lost the respect of those closest to me, the trust of my family; and most significantly, I lost myself. After suffering from insistent bullying delivered by a group of girls, I started to believe in their tormenting. I began to doubt any value I held for myself. I clung to the pieces of my life that had no meaning, and putting so much faith into unstable …show more content…
things made for an unsteady being. The anxiety and dark thoughts that I had confined and suppressed for years took over my life. My friendships that I had left started to fall apart; my subconscious picking apart every relationship, overthinking every detail and turning it into the worst outcome. I tried to distance myself and protect my feelings, but instead I became withdrawn from the world. I shut out not only the negative aspects bearing down on me, but also the positive. I resorted to closing myself down, shutting out the people who cared most about me. I couldn't stand to look myself in the mirror in fear that I would only see hatred for my mistakes. I would like to believe that my family and friends immediately took notice, but in the end, their help wasn't what I needed. The thought of transferring to another school crossed my mind multiple times; I wanted to choose to fly instead of stay and fight. This was the first reason why I chose to participate in the Running Start program through my high school, I wanted to escape and I enrolled without a second thought. But as I currently conclude my second and final year through Running Start, I've realized that I had not only flown, but I am also fighting. I am fighting for myself, I fought to rebuild myself and I will continue to keep fighting. The distance I willingly put between me and the things that hurt me allowed me to grow. I have matured in unmeasurable ways, I hold myself higher and in a way that I never have before. I grew apart from the people that I once held dearly, no longer investing time and energy in those who didn't do the same for me; but I have met some of the absolute best human beings anyone will ever meet in a thousand lifetimes. The loss of my friend broke my heart so devastating intimately, a pain worse than any romantic partner; but the discovery of a friendship so true that I can confidently consider her my soulmate, mended the wound almost seamlessly. I let it hurt. I let it bleed. I let it heal, and I let it go. I would never cherish the people in my life if I kept hoping for those who left to come back and haunt me. I've learned that it's not about everything being perfect all the time.
That life is not always about being happy all the time, sometimes it's only about moving forward. It's just about putting one foot in front of the other. If I could have changed one thing in my past, I wish that when I went through what I did, when I made my mistakes, went through the terrible things that I did; I wish I didn't see myself as damaged. Because one moment did not, does not, and will not define me; because that is not what happens when you experience life. Unfortunately I can't change my past. But I can aspire to inspire those like me, to teach people to take care of themselves first, to let people know that it's okay to not be okay. I am stronger now than I have ever been, and I cannot wait for what the future will
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The story about I Martranika Gross, called changing my life. It all begin with many ideals that I had in mind to become while changing my life so my daughter will fix in. First was continue my education at Strayer University and a journey to follow. Next, becoming a role model with a pathway lay out for my daughter, a showing her not to stay you can’t to become successful. Finally, overcome obstacles first you have to have faith within yourself, and the key word is knowledge.
These last four years have been rough on me but luckily there have been some lessons learned through it. I have just looked forward and moved on to greater things in life. I leave behind the bad and move on to the good. A good quote to describe my adventure through high school is when Jeannette is talking to her mother. The mother says, “ Things usually work out in the end,” to where Jeannette replies, “What if they don’t?” The mother answers with, “That just means you haven’t come to the end yet.” The quote describes my struggles in life and also brings hope for a happier
People say high school is supposed to be the golden years of your life. I don’t know what else in life is to come; however, my philosophy is to live in the moment and make the life you’re living in the present worthwhile into the future, not only for you but for those who surround you. I live my life participating in our community and getting involved in our school. The activities, and the people I’ve formed relationships with, are what have formed me into the person I am today. The person I am today is not perfect, but I have learned from the mistakes I’ve made.
It’s very surprising to be honest. If I rewind my life to the very beginning of junior year, I would have never suspected that I would encounter multiple hardships one after another, each excessively worse than the last. Yes, junior year was extremely tough domestically and socially but little did I know that my horrid problems at home would affect me academically. Undeniably it was my will power and my strong belief in never giving up which steered my grades and my life to the straight path and made me realize that mistakes happen in life for a reason, they happen so we can learn from them, so we can share our story with others and help them avoid the hardships we encountered. When I reminisce at my junior year, I don’t extract sadness or failure, I see the rejuvenation and the revival of a talented individual who encountered a slight obstacle on the road of life.
Regretfully, when I entered high school I did not realize how hard I had to work to get what I wanted. I went to my classes, did my work, but never really pushed myself to my full abilities. I thought that as long as I graduated with decent grades I would be able to get into college and really focus then. But as high school quickly came to an end I realized that I was not as well prepared for college, as I would have liked.
During my years in high school, I have learned many valuable lessons. I’m proud of the person I am becoming. Life has not been easy, but thankfully I’m a strong hard worker. I started high school with a high GPA, and never intended for it to drop throughout my years. Within the last three years, I’ve moved around, participated in sports, and got a job.
Failure isn’t always something you have control of or have the ability to predict. Failure seems to happen at the worst of times; however we need to accept it, because you cannot always win. My greatest failure would be tearing my anterior cruciate ligament (ACL), my junior year in a lacrosse game, through no fault of my own in which my body physically failed me, but it truly changed my aspect of life in multiple ways.
High school is meant to be the time of your life, but for most seniors just like me it can be some of the most emotional and crazy time. The things in my past make me who I am today, and the things I do now are the first footsteps into the future. I’ve learned a lot about myself in these past four years, and I still have so much learning to do. This is my high school story; the good, bad, and the ugly.
If I were to be anywhere in life, it would be on an animal conservancy. I find simplicity in the beauty that flourishes around us. I guess because my life has been anything but simple. Growing up I faced many obstacles, but they never seemed to stop me in my quest of self discovery. When I was little (around the age of 4), I was diagnosed with Leukemia. I spent 4 years of my childhood being treated with chemotherapy in order to battle my cancer. Even after remission, the battle still continues to keep my body healthy and my mind well. It was only years later when I was around the age of 15 that I lost my father to cancer. These specific events have shaped me as a human being, they are part of my human experience.
Let’s flash back in time to before our college days. Back to then we had lunch trays filled with rubbery chicken nuggets, stale pizza, and bags of chocolate milk. A backpack stacked with Lisa Frank note books, flexi rulers, and color changing pencils. The times where we thought we wouldn’t make it out alive, but we did. Through all the trials and tribulations school helped build who I am today and shaped my future. From basic functions all the way to life-long lessons that helped shape my character.
There is a point in everyone’s life when they step back and realize “I can’t do this anymore, it’s ruining my life”. Many of my friends have started smoking cigarettes while drinking at a very young age, and continue to use this drug currently and don’t realize the affect it has on their future. While I have been smart enough to avoid smoking, I haven’t been as wise at making decisions when it comes to drinking. The amount of partying I’ve done in college has taken over my life, and has had a huge impact on my grades. Changing my drinking habits and continuing to avoid cigarettes will enable me to be the best I can be for the rest of my college experience.
Nearly half of my lifetime ago, I had written out those four letters in sharpie on his bruised flesh, making him pinky-promise (the specified appendage made the covenant all that much more official, of course) to think of me every time he wanted to shoot up, so that I could help him through it. I had expected it to work, to fix him; after all, I’d always been able to make him all better before. It wasn’t until I saw him in person again years later that I realized how wrong I was.
My life has been full of so many events. I’ve lived through many hard times combatting my anxiety and depression, while having family problems, and trouble with many other areas in my life. School was a daily problem, and a problem that couldn’t really be avoided or fixed. I really hope that the rest of my life goes in this upward climb pattern that I am in right now, although I expect to have my ups and downs, but now I at least know that I am prepared for them.
You know, it is really strange how quickly time passes, after spending my whole childhood wishing I was an adult, now here we are and it's a little hard to grasp. It feels like just yesterday I was standing here in the same position at eighth grade graduation. Ahh, middle school, such a joyous time for all of us, free of maturity and not a care in the world. The biggest decisions I ever had to make then was deciding which group to stand with at passing time and choosing which shirt from my extensive collection of Stussy and No Feat apparel to wear. We were all naive to the danger that lurked just around the corner. We were unaware that the carefree world we lived in was about to come crashing to the ground in a blazing inferno of real school work and responsibility ... otherwise known as high school.
Time flies so fast. Looking back, my high school is just like a movie, a lot of things happened. High School is four years of growing up and probably a time in your life where you go through the most changes. In high school you are able to discover yourself and find out who you are as a person. Each year is special and unique in their own way. My journey through high school was a tough one, especially because I decided to not only focus on academic work but also to invest quality time in extra curriculum activities. I wanted more than just academic excellence; I wanted to be a leader, I wanted to add value to every aspect of my life, I wanted a rounded education and not just mere schooling. My success story is what I will like to share with you; how I really made it and how this defines my personality. My journey in High School was scary, exciting, and successful.