For most people freshman year is a year of terror. You are supposed to be shy and avoid being a nuisance. Yet when I walked through the double doors of the High School there were no thoughts of timidity in my mind, only excitement. I was ready to learn, grow and lead; even as a fourteen-year-old freshman. I challenged myself to get involved in everything I possibly could; to test the waters and find where I belonged. I took all advanced courses and joined Spanish Club, Student Council, Colorguard and later NHS. Yet I did not just want to be involved in numerous organizations, I wanted to lead them as well. My ambition is what defines my high school career as well as defines my character.
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“What are you good at”? “What type of hobbies that you do”? Usually, every year when I am in a new grade and new class every teacher says that to me. No matter what the class that I’m in, no matter what class it’s like and, and what I say that question always come up, To be honest, I'm good at a lot of things. Everyone has something that makes them special. Either it's their skill or talent that they have or are working on these days like me. I have gained my skills over the years especially in school. Everyone as a skill in something. Some have many of those skills and talents. I for one, I have a lot but today I will describe three. They are typing on the computer fast and know how to work tech, I have a lot of patience for others and for
My Junior Year of high school just recently started. I have learned so many different things while attending high school, and still have over a year to learn even more. As Matthew Kelly said, “whether you are sixteen or sixty, the rest of your life is ahead of you. You cannot change one moment of your past, but you can change your whole future.” This means while I have done a lot in my past, I cannot change anything that has already happened, but I am able to change my future. One of the most important things that I am involved in right now is school. My first two years at CBHS were good, and I made decent grades. Some of the grades that I made I am not very happy with now but I cannot change that so I need to focus on my grades right now because those are the ones I can change.
Ever since I could have a clear understanding of the roles doctors play in our society, and to remembering my first doctor's visit I instantly wanted to become one of those woman in a long white coat running around helping patients or performing a procedure. My passion for helping others is something that has empowered me to become a doctor. Because of my passion for helping individuals , my dream of one day becoming a surgeon ,I have decided to further my academic career at Virginia Commonwealth University ( Vcu ) . I plan on attending one of the finest medical schools in Virginia while also maintaining a job and balancing life as a college student and a mother.
We start off thinking about our futures very early on as children we are taught since day one of kindergarten to graduate high school, go to college, get an education, and then work for the next 50 years until you retire. We start to develop our thoughts on what our career is going to be , our dream schools, who we are as individuals, we grow up watching our parents, relatives and neighbors living the path they chose. Watching the adults around us helped developed our minds and gave us an idea of what we can do. My father is a sheet metal worker for a big company and my mother was a travel agent both never got a college education, my neighbor graduated from the University of Santa Barbra, my kindergarten teacher got her associates degree
A long time ago I moved to Denton, Texas for school, attended Texas Woman's for 4 semesters than dropped out.
Passion is necessary to excel. Once someone loses desire or motivation for something it becomes quite difficult to continue doing well in that field. I went through a crisis of lost motivation in my first two years of high school.
Looking back at the years that I have completed in high school is a funny but a true life changer. If I was to go back to one year of high school I would want to go back to freshman year. One reason why I would want to go back to freshman year is to talk to myself. Another reason I would want to go back it tell myself to listen more. The last reason would to see if I could improve myself in any way.
When entering college, most students are unsure of their future. But since I was seven years old, I have known that the legal field is for me. From arguing with my mother about my bedtime, to debating if my baby sister’s wails were really my fault, I have always been drawn to the nuances of argumentation and rhetoric. This passion has served as a guide rail in my life, propelling my interests and compelling me to reach for excellence in everything. I am a firm believer in the adage, “Shoot for the stars”; setting your goals high is the key to motivation. I hope to graduate summa cum laude from my undergraduate university, attend law school, and graduate with a Juris Doctor degree. Afterwards, I wish to clerk for a judge and make my way into
I was born in a dense, rural community where a strong emphasis in education was vital to appeal to American culture’s view of success. Children in my community were often tasked with the improbable duty of debunking the myth of the poverty cycle. To exacerbate my misery of such a soporific task being anchored from my shoulder, I would use written words to suffice those that fail to echo from my mouth. As a young girl, I was not interested in the literature of others; I choose to create my own literature through poetry, essays and a nonfiction book, which I failed to finish. Much of my childhood has been riddled with inner failure, but external success in my academics, which helped me graduate first in my high school class and win the Gates Millennium Scholarship. The temptation to give up was compelling, but that voice in my head pushed me to college.
Toward the last weeks of Jr. High, my interest in the arts, shattered, what I wanted, will never be accepted, so why try; acting, singing, writing, that is what I dreamed. Factory work, this is how you will survive, preached constantly. Determined not to focus a career in that direction, I thought, Airline Stewardess, traveling away seemed fitting, I couldn’t wait, and then the worst happened. Close to enrolling in High School, mentally set toward this career, until crossing paths with one of my older siblings, on the way walking to the store. Stopping me he inquired, “I hear you’re going to start high school, what do you want to be?”
Recently, I have come to the conclusion that I am a wuss. I spend so much time wondering what the future will be like that I neglect the present. My tendency to overthink has continuously extinguished opportunities for me. According to my science teacher I “sike myself out.” This is my last year of high school, the last few moments before stepping into the real world and I have made it my mission to diagnose the sources of this atychiphobia and nip it in the bud.
I first became interested in science when my mother became diagnosed with diabetes after giving birth to my brother. She was left handicapped for a while, I remember her swollen feet, red eyes, and general fatigue. I remember her Metformin, glucose monitors, and insulin injections. However, I mostly remember the shifting of day to night while walking through my neighborhood looking for work. I come from a family of immigrants, despite my dad having a degree in electrical engineering, he struggled for work due to his legal status. Money has always been tight and with my mom’s illness it became even tighter. It was up to me to take care of my younger brother and contribute anyway I could.
I truly have taken the road less traveled and have already felt the hardships of life at the age of nineteen. However, I am still optimistic that even through the darkest times, I can still be the light for myself and fellow students. Instead of attending a college or university fresh out of high school due to financial problems, I invested two years of my time to become a licensed cosmetologist. With my license, I can pay my way through school with no worry. However, my time isn't only dedicated to my clients. I wish to bring my talents in hair, skin, and nails to my fellow students on campus. Understandably, as college students, we do not have the money to be spending it on ourselves. With my skill, I can give students a fresh new look that
One of the biggest obstacles I’ve had to overcome so far in my journey is where I would go to high school. There are so many great schools in my area that the decision becomes not just a fork in the road but a path that splits six different ways. I went to a small Catholic elementary and middle school, and almost everyone fed in to the local public high school, following the straightest path ahead. This created a conflict for me. I was super close to these people some of whom I had gone to school with for over nine years, but there was no doubt the Catholic high school, Bishop Kenny, would also give me a great education with the added bonus of being a faith-filled community, something that is really important to me.
My high school career can be described easily in one word, hectic. Whether it be with school work, an extracurricular activity, and now with senior year, scholarships, it seems that every second of my free time is occupied. That said, there have been few moments throughout high school where I have less content with my busy schedule. I have always been interested in learning, so when I started high school, it was no different. My Freshman and Sophomore years were full of prerequisite classes required in order for my Junior and Senior schedules to be full of exciting and interesting classes.