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The time I've been misunderstood is when the final report cards came out. My parents were very disappointed in me but they did not understand that I was trying very hard. They never gave me a chance to explain, if I would of got chances to explain I wouldn't of been misunderstood. I always understand where they are coming from though. As parents they have all rights to be angry at me for not meeting the standards of grades that I usually do. I just really wish they could understand that it's a one time thing and I would never intentionally try to disappoint them like that on purpose. After 2 or 3 weeks they started to come around and listen to me but it wasn't really helping anything. It seems like they didn't really listen they just wanted me to think that they were listening to me. Even after that nothing had changed. Their feelings were still the same towards the situation. Of course I was still misunderstood and not going to ever be understood so I let the situation go eventually but to this day I know they still feel the same and they'll never hear me out. The situation should have been handled very differently. We all should have sat down and talked about what was going on. They should have been more mature and they should have been willing to talk it out. Me being the kid I can't really do anything or …show more content…
I shouldn't of been slacking but I was so caught up in my personal life. I let it intervene with my school work and to this day I regret it. I can't play volleyball this school year cause I'm not eligible and that really gets to me. I feel so left out when I think about my friends going to volleyball practice, their games and other things related to volleyball. I get a feeling that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy. If I could go back to 4th quarter I would focus and stay on my school work and not get distracted or let my personal life get in between of
I would follow what Principal Milhoviak did, which is contact my discipline team and get their points of view. Prior to that, I would need to understand the main problem. It sounded like he did that by talking with the sister and getting her story. This is the first step, understanding the situation. The next step is formulating a solution on how to handle the situation. This is where getting other people involved was a great idea. Principals know they cannot do it alone so they need to have a team, especially in these types of situations. The problem was that team offered many suggestions. As a principal I would listen to all of them and also refer to the school handbook. In this case, since the student is not in his fourth period, I would call for the brother and sister back to the office until parents are reached. As a principal the priority is finding the student who made the threat and keeping the victims safe until parents are reached and the team decides what to do next.
I yelled at them, ignored them, and occasionally did the opposite they told me too. At the time, I thought that made me better than them, but in the end, it got me nowhere. Soon I entered high school and my bratty preteen-self calmed down. However, my parents became stricter on my grades because there was a big milestone that would be coming up in a few years, getting accepted into college. My parents made it very clear that if I did not get a large scholarship to any university, I would have to go to the local community college. That was the last thing I wanted to happen, I wanted out of the house. I now had a strong incentive to do well in school. I wanted to be able to go out on my own and escape their tight grasp on me. I completed year after year, always making “A’s” in my classes. I soon climbed to the top of my school’s ranking system and was at the top of my class. Though, this did not matter to me, I wanted out of my house. At this point, I knew I was not disappointing my parents, they were as proud as can be with a daughter at the top of her class. This was the first time in my life that I felt as if my parents were generally proud of me and my accomplishments. I still however, felt guilty. Even though I was doing it for myself, I felt bad that I wanted to escape my parents. I did not hate them, I just could not stand being under their control
This semester I set everything up so that I would have nothing but my internship and seminar class to complete, I wanted it this way so that I would be able to focus and ensure that I was doing the best work I could do… I may have shot myself in the foot. So far these past two semesters I have not completed a single assignment on time; the question one has to ask is, “Was the opportunity there to do so?” and my answer is yes. I have had plenty of time to get my assignments done in advance but I have been procrastinating and I cannot seem to stop. Bottom line, I have lost my
Try to discover the root of the problem. See why they are acting this way. 9/10 times it could be an issue that has been caused by a misunderstanding. If you find the problem it can truly help defuse the issue and potentially help everyone in the long run. A simple sleuthing around can go a long way.
Happiness is fake, like something forced upon me; something not real, fabricated and I don’t like it. I’m supposed to like it though. I’m supposed to like everything the government forces on me. I feel like I’m the only person who doesn’t feel content with my life, everyone else seems to be perfect while I’m falling apart at the seams.
...g anything. Kids need to learn that this is not okay and they need to take actions when someone is getting treated this brutally.
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.
I am an undocumented student at UC Davis. When I am asked a simple question such as, "describe your personal experiences", I ask myself: Where do I begin?
From a young age, I was very curious. Curiosity caused my mind to see everything from a different perspective than most. I saw what could be improved and how I could improve. For example, when it came to editing movies, I was always able to see what could how it could have been better or I questioned how they had created it. My curiosity led me to try many different activities throughout high school, such as film camps, stage managing for plays, yearbook, and even creating videos for Rochester High School’s awards day. Finally, my junior year, I decided it was time I made films of my own for competitions. I wanted to have something that I could call my own. When it came to the two films I did for contests, I was there throughout the whole process.
For instance, staying up late last night caused me to do poorly on today’s test. I chose to stay up and not study for my test; therefore, my grade was not as high as it should have been. I do not want my grades to go down because of my bad decision to stay up and not study. Therefore, I have learned that making bad choices do have negative consequences. I have promised myself that I will not stay up late and that I will study more. Procrastinating happens to run over into my personal life as well. My room is such a mess you can barely walk anywhere. This causes much stress as I can never find anything in a timely manner. This issue also causes problems with my mother. She will not allow me to go out on the weekends if my room is not clean. I saw that procrastinating and putting things off is negatively impacting my life. In order for things to change I need to learn to manage my time more wisely. Without a doubt, all tell teens can learn from the author’s valuable lesson of how making bad choices have negative
As a senior, my past is full of things that I wish I had done differently. My past years in high school weren’t always the best, but they make me who I am today. Problems that I dealt with were that I had trouble keeping my grades and GPA up because, I was more focused on socializing and being a class clown than I was on my school work. Because I wanted to be a class clown it also caused a lot of behavioral issues. I ended up being kicked out of my ninth-grade math class because of it, damaging my GPA even more. Having behavioral issues is never a good thing it caused me to be suspended out of school, which are reflected poorly on my attendance. So, when I was in school, I was so far behind that it made it nearly impossible to catch up. I feel as if these were some of the worst decisions I could have made, because it’s made it so much harder for me going into my senior year.
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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.
My mom and dad had me before they got married and now they are both married so I have four “parents.” My step-mom and dad have always had a strained marriage; at least I say so. In August I could not deal with the way my stepmom always talks down to my dad and told them I would no longer be going to their house on the weekends. I did this in a very respectful manner with no anger or pointing fingers. I began seeing a consoler to help with this stress and guide me. I have called out to their house once and texted them numerous times. I always get a reply from my dad but my stepmom says that I am brainwashed and that there is nothing wrong with her; she says it’s me and my dad who have stuff wrong with us. She has not been rude to me and at family functions she is nice; however some of the stuff my dad has said she told him upsets me. I also feel like she doesn’t want to try and make the relationship better. She has not reached out to me at all. I also am having a hard time because my little sister who is two and a half lives out there and I haven’t been able to see her. Thankfully the holidays are right around the corner. I miss seeing her. I have created some of this stress for myself and that makes me responsible. I decided I am old enough to stand up for myself and I have to take the consequences that come with that such as not seeing my sister. However, the stress that I would
It was dark that night, I was nervous that this dreadful day was going to get worse. Sunday, October 23, 1998 I wanted to start writing this to tell about the weird things i’m starting to see in this new neighborhood. Gradually I keep seeing pots and pans on the sink suddenly move to the floor. I would ask my sister but she is out with my mom and dad getting the Halloween costumes. When they got home I didn’t tell them what I saw because i've seen Halloween movies and I have to have dissimulation otherwise the ghost will come out and get me first. October 24, 1998 I think I got a little nervous yesterday with the whole ghost thing. 12:32pm, Went to eat lunch with the family today and I go to get my coat. I heard the words furious and madness,