My Experience In High School

I recall the beginning of my freshman year when I was thrown into the chaotic and hectic mess that is high school. Not only was I given a much harder course load than ever before, but I also started the year off with volleyball. This made my life so incredibly difficult. As if getting home from a game at 10 o’clock was not enough, I typically still had about an hour of homework to complete due to my honors classes. That season felt longer than a giraffes neck . From the long nights of homework, to the complete mental breakdowns, Freshman year was one of the worst experiences of my life.

Looking at school, I had an okay first semester. I started the morning with Algebra II and photography, which was a class I really enjoyed. Then my advisory is with the ASB officers and we either do homework or we talk about events we are planning for our school in the future. From lunch, I had AP U.S. History and then I'm a TA (teacher's assistant) for my mom and then go to yoga. Seems like I had an easy semester at first. Nevertheless, that was my feeling until the second semester came. I now have three hard classes in a row. That includes pre-calc and this class, Honor's English III, along with my AP U.S. History. I still TA for my mom and have yoga, but those three hard classes make academics a little

About four years ago, I was just starting my first year of high school. During my previous tenure in middle school, I was basically an average student with multiple C’s and barely passing classes. So when I entered high school, I was not that enthusiastic about it and I continued the trend of not really caring about my grades in the 9th grade. As I became more aware of the opportunities I could get by receiving good grades, I began to actually care more about school and tried to get good grades. I began to do something that I never did before,

I wasn't used to not being able to float throughout school and still getting A’s as, not to toot my own horn, I am a fairly intelligent student and was able to put in minimal effort and still get the A’s that made my mom proud. When I go to high school things changed, I put in the same amount of effort and assumed that I would do just as good as I always had, however things didn't work out like that. I quickly saw a drop in my grades that I couldn't seem to fix. For two years I was told that I should just drop out of my honors classes and accept that I was just not smart enough, this occurred for my first two years of high school and I was terribly frustrated and my excuse became: hey, I can't control it, I have ADHD. This is what I told teachers, parents but most damaging,

Coming to Eastern I didn’t have much support personally or goal wise. Honestly, the only support that I had was my mom and friends but they all had a lot on their plate, so I didn’t want to burden them with my problems. I have always been goal oriented, but lately I haven’t been taking the right steps to reach my goals. One person that I thank for supporting me and my goals is Margaret Ameel. Mrs. Ameel came into my life just a few weeks ago yet she has made a great impact with supporting not only me but my goals. When I first met with Margaret, I was on the verge of giving up and dropping out of school. I didn’t feel as if I was smart, I was depressed, and I didn’t have much support; I was also very unorganized. Mrs. Ameel sat down with me and reassured me that everything was going to be alright. She soon developed a schedule for me so that I could have things planned out accordingly so that I wouldn’t be as stressed. I now have a detailed calendar that keeps me on track with my studies. This calendar includes: study times, my class schedule, when to eat, and when to sleep. I doubted this method at first, but now I contribute my end of the semester success to it. Depression and Posttraumatic Stress Disorder the diagnoses that I dreaded to hear. I wasn’t feeling like myself, I wasn’t motivated, I was procrastinating more than

I knew that junior year would be the hardest year of high school. I also knew that being in the top 10% junior year would bring various benefits with it. Thus, I knew that working harder would be essential to achieve this goal. I walked into junior year thinking that I had been fully prepared for anything that I would come face to face with. Soon enough, I realized I was not fully equipped to what was about to hit me. Junior year consisted of countless number of assignments, numerous amounts of quizzes and tests, and countless numbers of essays. Staying up late had been consistently part of my schedule to finish the work. The perfectionist side of me always wanted the homework to be done right the first time which caused me to stay up even later than expected. Occasionally, I also lost my sleep to study for a quiz or test that was to be given the following day. Even though losing sleep had been difficult, it helped initiate significant results, because my grades began to exceed my

Throughout elementary and middle school, I was always a successful student in my math and science classes. However, that changed really quickly when I got into my first year of high school. As I entered the more specialized classes in mathematics and science, such as geometry and chemistry, I become stressed as I found myself not doing as well as I used to. All of the anxiety felt unusual and uncomfortable, as it was unfamiliar to me to be not doing well in these courses. The concepts seemed far more difficult and I had a harder time studying because I constantly felt lost. The thing that stumped me the most was how I want able to grasp the things that came easily to all the other kids in class. I kept trying to keep my head above water, but constantly just found myself sinking. I began to think if I could not handle these higher-level classes how was I going to handle the rest of my high school classes.

Throughout my four years of high school I have maintained about a B average and have had comments from teachers saying that I am a “conscientious student.” My most difficult subjects have been any science class or the 2 AP classes that I thought I was strong-minded enough to take. The first semester of my freshman year, I had straight A’s; then, the next semester I fell off and my straight A’s weren’t so straight anymore. My sophomore year, I had a lot of trouble with my biology class, and had a D the first semester, but raised it second semester. My junior year was probably the most stressful for me. The AP classes that I took were more than I could handle. This year I’m not taking a math class, an AP class, or a science class which has probably helped my GPA so much. I am much more satisfied with my grades this year than I have been in the past. My grades have taught me that I

High school is a time of experience, masked by sporadic worries and tides of triumphant victories. Much like my elementary education, my freshman year at the Philadelphia High School for Girls was at best mediocre, filled with the typical seven-hour academic cycle. I was stuck in the routine of going to school, completing my homework, going on Facebook and repeating. I decided to take an academic risk and challenged myself by transferring to Central High School with the support of my friends and family. Immediately, I was struggling to adapt to a new academic curriculum. For example, I was having trouble pacing myself with note-taking, and as a result, my grades began to plummet. Coming from a relatively small student body at Girls High, I

Now that I know what areas I lack in I know what I need to change and have made plans to change them.Along with there not being enough funds to purchase my medicine I was hesitant to take the medication.I thought I would be able to do this semester and beyond on my own.I was wrong and realized I overwhelmed myself.I plan on taking classes in the afternoon so I can go to tutoring first.I realize now by the time I'm off the bus it would be 4 or 5 o'clock .By the time I got to my room I was exhausted.No homework or studying had been done much less eating.As a result I'd be half asleep studying .My tired state allowed for very little actual learning on my part.Half way through the semester I became very depressed.It was hard for me to get out

I am doing ok this week, workload is increasing for all of my classes and I finally have a job, as a result I have to manage my time even more critically. I’ve only taken two midterms so far; I made a lot of miniscule mistakes on my calculus midterm, which impacted my grade significantly. I also took my Global Economy midterm today which I felt was particularly easy, although I won’t celebrate until I know my score. Most of my classes are great so far; I feel engaged and don’t need to put much effort into getting myself to study. Unlike my ICS 60 course where I severely lack interest and it has played a role in the scores I have gotten so far on the quizzes, but luckily they are only 10% of my grade. Even though I have been doing well on my

Junior year is the most important year, it’s the last year before senioritis kicks in. On my first day of the semester I received homework in more than half of my class and that’s when I knew that this year would be a challenge. Having a full schedule I couldn’t manage to catch a break. My teachers slammed me with homework, every single day I was given at least one assignment per class, making even less time for friends than ever. I go to school at 7:30 am until 3:00 pm, then work from 4:00 pm to 8:00 pm on most school nights which leaves me crunching time to get my homework done every night, with time to still get some sleep. My class this year are tough, and fast paced. About a month prior to the end of first semester, I had my wisdom teeth extracted which left me out of school or a week. When I got back, the stack of homework was endless. I had several tests to make up and assignments to turn in, which left me staying after school several nights a week to meet with teachers and catch up on my assignments. On top of missing work, I had the current homework to complete as well as working

I know of my problems with turning in assignments and not doing homework while at home, and I intend to improve myself so that missing assignments will hopefully never be a problem. I also intend to get help with my lack of motivation and depression, in hopes to get me back on track with school. I am disgusted by how limited my mind feels and by how numb I get, but hopefully I

It is the beginning of October, and I am doing fairly well in my classes. I had all A’s until recently. I got my exam scores back for biology and chemistry and I didn’t do very well. I now have a D in both chemistry and biology. In high school id never had anything below a C. I never got below a C on homework, quizzes, tests, or at all on my report card. When I found out I got a D on my exam, and then in return that making my grade a D my heart dropped. I honestly felt sick to my stomach. The fear of failure was creeping up on me. So I did what all scared college students do, I called my mom. I told her how sorry I was and how stupid I felt. She then of course reassured me that I wasn’t stupid and that this is new and harder and I just need to study more and learn from my mistakes. So that is exactly what I’m going to do, I’m going to

This first nine weeks was a very good and odd experience and I say this because of the things I’ve saw.But somethings that I plan to do better or I’m sure I need to work on is my talking and communicating with my friends or classmates so it tends to have me not during work, or not finishing my work. Not only that I tend to not pay attention and class.And my progress I could say is good but not good enough because of the fact that in ms. Grimsley is my english 1 teacher.In her class I have an 62% and i know part of that is because of the fact that i can’t concentrate and i know part of that is my fault because I tend to talk in communicate with people that do not necessarily care about their work or grades.But I feel as if high school has made