My Goals In Middle School

The fourth grade was a very traumatic year for me. My only sister went to middle school, my mom who always was at home across the street from school got a job, and I didn’t know one person in my class. For the first time in my life I was on my own and I was frightened even by the idea of it. During that year my grades dropped and I wasn’t social with my classmates. I started to fail in my favorite class, math. The work became pointless to me and I started to neglect my work. One day, after I failed another one of those math tests, my teacher asked to talk to me after class. Due to the already annoying grade I had received, my teacher punished me with a detention. Confusion and frustration flooded my body and I just wanted to give up. But,

Tuesday was the start of a new six weeks, my academic short term goal is to have a 90 and above in every class that I have. I will have this goal down by going into my classes every Friday after school to check on my progress in that class and sit to do extra credit if I really need to be sure I make an A in the class. A personal short term goal I have for myself is to maintain my healthy eating habits for about another year, I have cut down candy, sodas and fast food places. I will achieve this goal by staying right on path with my meal plan and working out daily. I will know I have accomplished my goal when I lose twenty pounds and when I have a flat stomach. My third goal is a personal one and it is to save up two hundred dollars to pay

During Junior High I had many absolutely dire problems that were constantly on my mind. My out-of-date wardrobe continuously embarrassed me. My hair would not acquiesce to any attempted hairstyle. My parents didn't understand me, my teachers were all picking on me, and nobody really liked me for me. These beliefs were all false, of course. At the time, it never occurred to me that all my concerns and volatile emotions were "normal". I never considered that while I was going through the transition from elementary school to high school, from kid to teen, that I was creating my own world-view and that I was emotionally vulnerable to every imagined slight. There was one event, though, that made me

All throughout school, students are ask what we want to be when we grow up. Many of us know or have a pretty good idea, but others have no clue what they want to pursue as a career in life, whether it be furthering their education at a university or attending a technical school. There are other students that plan to start work right out of high school. Either way we all have a plan, and the purpose of this paper is to inform you of mine. I personally struggle in making big decisions like deciding what to do with my life, but then I realized I have been asking myself the wrong questions. Instead of asking what I want to be when I grow up, I asked myself what do I want out of life? what are some of my goals that I wish to achieve? This led

My goal for the eighth grade is to finnslg focus on my homework. I tend to slack off on everything and I have a very short attention span.

When my freshman year had begun I was nervous. It meant that school was going to be harder. It meant that when I played sports that I was going to have to be with the big kids. I started my freshman football season and I was like there’s no way I’m going to let them treat me like a little punk. They tried to and I talked back and did not do what they said and it made them not like me much. The upper classman liked to pick on the younger people and we went to a football camp. I wasn’t the freshman getting picked on until we went paintballing the next day. One of the seniors kept picking on me and I got tired of it and got mad. Well I was also like 13 or 14 years old and I got so mad I started crying and ended up quitting. I started missing football and went back. We ended up not having many players during the end of the season because of injuries so I had to start for the high school. I was so nervous but I didn’t do a bad job.

My personal goal is to be able to obtain my degree that I have been wanting since middle school. That was to become an Accountant, as well as give my daughter the will to never quit on her dreams or goals. The profession al aspect of an Accounting degree will give me the validity that I have the credentials to do this and I can stop getting rejected because I’m over qualified or because I do not have a degree. With this in mind I can start my own practice. My educational goal is to be at the top of my class for graduation, this is what I am aiming for, so with that in mind I can accept a C but I am aiming for an A or better. No one is perfect so baby steps work for me, Rome wasn’t built in a day, and learning is not accomplished in a day. Everything

As an Early College High School student, we were told that from day one as a freshman we had to know what we wanted to study and do for the rest of our lives. Middle school didn’t exactly prepare us for that type of environment, let alone have us decide what our future career would be. At fifteen I was still figuring out myself, and I’m glad I took the time to do that first. I might not have known then, but after all the training and experience the last three years of my life has given me I definitely know now. It takes more than just a thought to create a passion, it takes experience and knowing oneself. I found my passion, it was a burning desire to study in the field of nursing.

I made up lie after lie of reasons why I was sad; I was pretty convincing. I had it ready in my hand as I walked through the hallway. I entered the choir room and all of a sudden got very happy; I was about to be popular again! My ignorance and arrogance led to me making the worst decision of my life; I handed her the letter. Her face went to shock right away and it was at that moment, my body began to shake as I realized that I had made a great mistake. She ran right out of our class and to the office, letter in hand. My name was called over the PA system to come down and I nearly fainted. When my teacher found out why I was going down, she started crying, which led to my whole class crying. My plan had worked, I had the whole school crying because they thought I was going to die. I felt like I was going to die. The assistant principal immediately began to grill me with questions; my eyes began to pour. My mom was called in and I was able to make the excuse that someone else wrote it and it got switched around. In doing this, I was able to avoid getting in trouble with the school, but my family was disappointed in me. More importantly, I was disappointed in

In third grade I was unsocial I didn't talk I was a ball of emotions I lost my mom everything changed people would bully me I would come home crying. It was a never ending story. Teachers would take me out of class to talk about

It was my freshman year of high school where I was just a lost fish in a hugh sea of people attending Byron Nelson High School, with no clue who I was and my place in life. Life seemed rough but then again it was freshman year. When I was attending Byron I didn't know what I was going to do with my life in the future. On one day just like any other the morning school announcements came on; talking about some meeting in the counselor's office about some academy. At that time I had no idea what they were talking about and I had never even heard of Eaton High school, which happens to be the new high school for my school district. It came to lunch time where my friend that I sat with was absent, so I figured why not go see what this meeting is

On March 4th, 2005 I sat in Mrs. Musser’s first grade class. I talked with my friend Olivia Thacker, like I did everyday. We talked about boys; how smelly they were and how we would never have boyfriends. We talked about our sisters who were also friends, and we talked about our parents. However, that year we mostly talked about my mother. Around 2:45, my sister, Lauren and I, would walk to the farthest end of the school. That end of the school was filled with the bigger kids and I was always scared to walk on that side. My sister who was in second grade at the time, always walked with me, so I had some protection. Anyways, we walked out the doors to the student car-rider pick up line. My grandmother on my father's side always picked us up

I would meet my friends in 2nd period where our teacher would let us play games if we were done with all our work. We tried to get better at using the keyboard by games such as minecraft and others were still hard to control even though we knew the controls. My day would fly by like this and i would not even notice it unless my friends kept me awake. At exactly 12:00, I went to lunch and there i again got to see other friends and from them i heard that they had made a statistic list for keeping track of gaming ranks and as expected, when i looked on the board, me and Dakota were at the bottom of the list. After the long day, i would go home and try to relax after finishing my homework but that was impossible since i would always get teased about being at the bottom of the list on social media. Despite that, i was determined to keep up a high spirit and started finishing all my chores.As i was doing my chores, my dad came home and told us he had important news that he wanted to tell us. We all gathered around the living room and heard that in a couple months, we would be moving to

Walking into the school cafeteria knowing that I didn't have any friends to walk to was terrible. It felt like when the adult or friend with whom you are shopping with spontaneously disappears. Then panic starts to set in along with the fear that they are never coming back. Walking to one of the unoccupied tables, with disappointment and hopelessness, thinking that other students were looking at my defeated body language. However, taking a quick look up and around the room I realize that nobody was looking in my direction. After sitting alone and staring at the clock hoping it would go faster, the time came to take a tour of the high school. During the tour I watched people in my group make little jokes to their friends. Not knowing anyone I stayed in the back and wished that I knew someone there or that someone else was in my situation so I was not alone. I was doubting my decision and wishing that I was with my friends.

During my freshman year i have accomplished many goals. A few of my goals was to learn basic life support such as CPR, BVM, and Medical Assessing. These goals were not completed in my course introduction to Health Technology they were complete during a EMT course in Danbury Hospital, But if it wasn’t for Health Technology I would’ve had a harder time understanding a lot of the procedures, terminology, and theory. One of my overall goals is to become a Medical Doctor which requires four years in medical school and then complete 3-7 years of residency training, before eligible for medical licensing.