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My senior year was full of memories that I will never forget. There were memories that I would like to forget and some I would love to relive. There were many life lessons throughout the year. What to do, what not to do. A few consequences throughout the way. Many fights and arguments with the girls in my lab. Times when I wanted to give up and my teachers and friends helped me stay on track, but I would never change my experience at Tri-Rivers for anything! Junior year and Senior year were a hell of alot different. Junior year we started off with 18 girls, but ending senior year with 10. Last year there was a lot of drama, but what do you expect with a room full of girls? There were groups in one lab. I would classify them as like, the peacemakers, …show more content…
the class pets, the weirdos, the drama makers, the best friends , and the ones who only liked just a few. I'm not saying that all these are bad groupes. I'm just stating that a lot of us hated each other last year. Now when we lost 8 girls this year everybody became closer. We all actually like each other.There were many accomplishments that I accomplished this year. I was apart of an amazing opening and closing team for Skills USA. Last year we placed first at Local and Regional competitions. At State last year we place 8th out of 13 teams. This year (senior year) we placed first at Local and Regional competition again and placed third at State! I am also certified in CPR and First Aid training. Last year I made a list of accomplishments that I would like to have accomplished for my senior year and half of them have been successful. I got along with everybody in my lab. Now did I get along with all my teachers? No, but I respect them and did everything they told me to do besides homework. Now here goes the high school crush or love drama. I'm in love with this boy named Evan.
Last year we were just friends and he liked me, but he didn ́t. In other words he did, he just never really actually told me, but I just had that gut feeling. I had many many chances to leave him and be with other people like he was, but he had my heart. I stayed by his side. Threw thick and thin! Finally after waiting so long, at the beginning of my senior year her finally told me how he felt. So we got together. There has been many ups and many downs, but I would never trade it for the world. When I look back at my whole high school experience I wish I would have went to school more and got better grades. School was just never my thing. I loved going to school to see all my amazing friend, but when it came to going to class, doing homework, paying attention, and trying to not fall asleep I honestly just didn't care. A valuable lesson I learned is don ́t give up. I wanted to give up so bad. To the point where I wasn't coming to school and if I was coming to school it was just for lab. I wouldn't do my work, barley pay attention, and I just didn't care. As i'm typing this essay for my exam I still have all f's in my classes and barley graduating because of my actions. Now i'm trying to fix it the very
last minute and it isn't going anywhere. But I do have hope and determination. I only have 3 days left. I got this!!!As an adult, I would really like you to be successful and be happy in the career that I chose. Which is cosmetology! Growing up I was never taught things like how to polish your nails, how to shave, how to do makeup or even how to wash hair. My mom was never really around so I lived with my great grandmother and she isn't very hip to all the things in the modern world and she never learned or knew about half the stuff I did. So in addition I didn't feel pretty like all the other girls at school. So I came to Tri-Rivers to the cosmetology program to learn all those things and to make people who don't feel beautiful about themselves look beautiful and feel better about themselves. I love doing hair. Especially clipper cuts! I have a job at Great Clips and can ́t wait until I get my cos license and work there as a hairstylist. I would also like you to possibly go back to school. To become a social worker and work with either Children Protective Services or adoptions. I grew up in a hard spot and I could honest probably be able to relate with 75% of the children in each selection. I would like to take my experiences and put them to good!Most importantly, never forget you are an amazing person. This place we called the world has given you MANY obstacles that you had to face as a child. Now being on your own don ́t forget that you have been threw many terrible things, have even hit rock bottom and still was able to stand up on your two feet and deal with it. As long as you have hope, trust and a little pixie dust you will do just fine. Remember, your mom is always looking down on you smiling and telling you she loves you!
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
Walter Kirn successfully unearths some of the worst aspects of senior year. However, these reasonings are not sound enough to condone the discontinuation of it. Any issues found are the fault of the student or the school administration, not the grade level itself. Senior year is worth holding on to for both the persistence of learning and for solidifying relationships. Kirn mentions with pleasure his choice to leave high school early. Nonetheless the four year high school experience should not be demoralized by those who wish to value it for the irreplaceable opportunity it is.
It was the drama of junior year, which taught me how to analyze a situation and consider all the variables before I made a big decision. It was the academic obstacles of junior year which boosted my ability to excel in my studies and display my educational potential.... ... middle of paper ... ... Even though I lost so much during junior year, I was unaware of the fact that secretly I was actually gaining a great deal of life experiences and real-life lessons for the future.
As Junior year is regarded as your most important year while taking exams such as SAT, ACT, SBAC and AP test. Junior year to me felt very similiar to my Sophomore year in high school, as I still meet new people and friends from sports and got closer to many new teachers. Two new areas in which I improved throughout my Junior year were my character and responsibility. Throughout my Junior year I learned to be more humble and not procrastinate. I learned that majority of the time doing an assignment as soon as possible is almost if not always going to turn out better than waiting until the last
Senior year is the year full of memories, some bad and some good. But, I will forever cherish these because I will never get a chance to do this again. Senior year is the year I will learn to take risks, have fun, focus on my future and everything it holds. I have 9 months left of being a kid, 9 months before I spring into adulthood. It is the year full of changes-whether or not I actually want them to happen. This is the year that will be filled with some hard goodbyes and generous hellos. But, I will put my best foot forward and embrace and embark on this special
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.
Senior year can mean many things to everyone, but to me it is about my last ten football games, senior project and, graduating.
Essentially, your education is the path to your future, right? You graduate high school, go to college, and pick a career that will hold you until you retire or die. When picking a good school, you have to think about your future. A school that can ensure the safety of the students, provide knowledge on legal rights and the government, and know that you and the community will be a part of decision making when a controversial subject may come up, are all good aspects a school should have.
Imagine the Daytona 500 race event. Racecars roaring past the spectators on an oval-shaped raceway at a rate of what feels like two-hundred miles per hour. This phenomenon describes how fast my four years of high school have approached. Graduating from high school reminds me of graduating from the Math and Science for Minority Students Program/the (MS)2 Program. When I graduated from the (MS)2 Program, I left behind great friends who all had the same insight as me. We all wanted to prove people wrong by attending college and making something of ourselves. As minorities, we understood that we had to work twice as hard to compete with the “top dogs,” and we all were willing to accept the challenge. Although I am looking forward to life after high school, I will miss my friends, the Choctaw Central Winterguard group, and my sixth period band class.
My Sophomore year in Trinity Catholic was full of fun, stress, yet very enjoyable. This year was filled with great memories with friends, fun adventures with friends, and a great learning experience. This year marked a great leap for my education. This year I took classes that I liked and also had teachers that I liked. This year, I made great memories in and out of school, with friends of old and new (Matt Garrido, Adrian, Liam, Kevin, Daniel, Alejandro, Chris Bode, Bilal, Tyler, Twisted, Andres, Zalio, Syerra, Alexandra, Alexandra, Charlene, Julian, Ian, and many many more). I would describe my sophomore year almost like a movie. Old classics like Fasts Time at Richmond High and Dazed and Confused. My Sophomore year wasn't exactly
If (for my 12th grade graduation) I had to choose a symbol to represent all of the hard work that I had done at school, it would definitely be a battered crash test dummy. I think that it would represent all of this hard work and dedication because of 3 things. First, it shows that I’d have experienced an incredible amount of trauma against my will. Second, it points out that I have had no control over my experiences. Finally, it (like a diploma) demonstrates that in the end,it was all worth it and for a good cause.
When thinking of an incident where I experienced failure, what comes to mind is the end of my first semester of junior year. My report card came in the mail and when I got home and was already opened by my parents. The look on their faces said everything, no words were exchanged just looks of pure disappointment and sadness. My parents just like any, wanted me to do well in school and to hopefully go on to college and become successful in my career choice. As you know junior year is said to be the most important year, grade wise in high school. I didn’t realize, just like in freshman and sophomore year, how important doing well in and taking school seriously was. My parents assumed my freshman year grades were just low because high school was a new thing to me and I was adjusting.
How do you feel about high school ? High school can be some of the worst and the best years of your life . Many people feel differently about high school , some can’t wait to go and some don’t want to go . I feel that you should look at both the positive and negative sides of high school .
Waiting in the darkness, each second felt like a minute. I finally received the message from my brother: Our dad was asleep, and it was time to make my move. I braced my hands on the wooden trim, held my breath, and jumped.
The next two years went by relatively quick, I don’t really remember much. I do however remember two teachers that helped me get through my sophomore year. One teacher that made a lasting impact was my History teacher Mr. Duarte...