My Last Semester Of High School

August 15, 2013 was the date that I entered high school. I had high hopes for the upcoming high school years to be my best years ever since I was in sixth grade. I expected that I can make more friends, join more club activities, and can choose classes that I really like. Although I was very enthusiastic and eager to start the all new school years, I also had a lot of worries and confusion about it also. The night before I start my freshmen year, the thoughts of failing classes, and be able to graduate high school kept

In the first day of high school, I began a new chapter in my life. I must say, the transition from Junior High to High School has been quite challenging for myself. Since the beginning of this new chapter, I have been forced to overcome many challenges that I never had to deal with in my junior high school such as the sheer volume of homework, disinterest in certain subject areas, and an ineffective use of time throughout all of my core subjects. However, I never gave up on myself and continued to improve my study habits and time management skills while motivating myself at the same time to never stop improving in spite of setbacks and downfalls I may have experienced in the past 2 months. By the same token, I knew that today hard work will

When junior year ended last summer, I felt like I knew exactly what was coming my way-- after all, I watched three different groups of my friends go through senior years of their own. It was finally my turn to experience senior year, something it seemed I had known about for years, and I felt like senior year would be easygoing and uneventful. Now, it has taken just a few short months to realize how incorrect I was. If senior year has taught me anything, it is that one never really knows what comes next for them, even if they have a good idea. The monumental highs, as well as the deepest of lows, have kept me on my toes throughout my senior year.

May came around at long last. So did the end of my second semester of college at Florida Atlantic University. Not only did I survive my freshman year, I thrived, passing eight of my nine joint courses with A’s and getting A-minus on the other one. Just like “Neon” Leon shocked the departed Muhammad Ali in 1978, I defied my own expectations and those of a few among my closest friends and family. Did I soon spend the next few months indulging in summer merriment at the beach, getting my tan on while thirteen-year-old boys fawned over pictures of Selena Gomez? Nope. I took summer classes to keep my mind sharp and knock out a few of the requirements towards a degree which I’d earn three years later. One such class = a six-week crash course in public speaking. Everything went well until I got an assignment to create, practice, and deliver a three-to-five-minute speech involving someone who stood out. The possibilities overwhelmed me until I recalled someone with an outstanding life, hit him up on my cell, and talked to him in person one hot Saturday afternoon.

Attending High School is hard enough, especially that last year in High School, yes senior year. Now let's add college classes to that and my High School routine is eat, school, and sleep. In the past, I’ve made horrible mistakes for not knowing how tough courses can get especially with an overload and not studying "right". This year I’ve made changes and improved on how, when and where I study to earn good grades and improve my knowledge.

High school is stressful for any student, but add extracurriculars and anxiety on top of that, and you have a recipe for disaster. Countless shed tears, lost hours of sleep, and hours of homework have gone into maintaining a 4.157 GPA; something I feel insanely proud of. Although at times I feel as if I can’t push through and feel like giving up, I must remember that the joy of seeing the grades I invested so much time in on my transcript make all the dedication and backbreaking work worth

By the mid-term point of Fall semester, I was depressed and ready to give up. I was disappointed in myself because I was still failing despite dropping out of football. My parents refused to let me succumb to the “poor me” syndrome. This was the time to show my strength of character. I needed to prove to myself that I could overcome this obstacle. I prayed to God to give me guidance on how to get back on track. I started staying up later to do the reading. I paid more attention in class. I joined a study group. As I put forth more of an effort, my grade slowly began to improve. By the end of the fall semester, I had raised my “F” to a “D”. I kept my focus during the spring semester. I ended the year with a 77% in the class. Although I didn’t receive an A or a B, I received something more valuable: self-respect and self-esteem. I learned that I must always do what is in my best interest even if there are others who tell me that I am making wrong decisions.

During the end of my 1st semester of sophomore year, I felt as if everything was falling apart. It was my low point throughout my high school career, and I just received my grades for the current quarter of classes. I will be honest; it was a whopping grade point average of about 2.6. Once, I saw this. I did not lose it as much as others would have. Instead, I looked at this and said to myself, “what can I do differently moving forward.” The second semester started, and I know I had to do better whatever the challenges that I face this time around: and so I did. I was able to

Looking back at freshman year, my life was like a malevolent game, vibrant and impacted. I was just another high school school student among all the others eager to face life’s new challenges. Throughout the beginning of my first year of high school, i was already beginning to reach goals that i had set for myself to complete by the end of my high school experience. I made new friends, got it into the JV Soccer team, engaged in different clubs, and was already starting on some volunteer work. Did i seem to be forgetting anything? Sleep, food, relaxation, downtime… Who needs it? It turns out the answer is ME! I need it!

“Junior year is the worst.” Entering high school, I heard this warning constantly groaned from the mouths of upperclassmen. Nevertheless, I was determined not falter to the same fate. I was steadfast in propitiously positioning myself to make junior year less difficult. I took challenging courses each year in order to get the feeling of rigorous academics. I became involved in numerous school activities so that school remained enjoyable. I worked to ensure I understood the basics of the sciences, English, and mathematics- the foundations of education. By the end of sophomore year, I was feeling confident. I knew that I'd be busy next year due to the workload of the classes in my schedule, but I had managed everything before, so I didn’t need

Like most high school seniors I’ve worked extremely hard in the aspects of being involved with extracurricular activities and doing academically well to the best of my ability. During my sophomore year, I learned how to overcome my most difficult obstacles. Whether it be my dad losing his job and having to pick up hours in the new family business to help support my parents finically. Or to preserve academically, pushing my way to the front of the classroom rather than slacking off and proving that I was more than capable of keeping up with my peers when some teachers just didn’t believe in me.

During my junior year, I faced a number of challenges, particularly in finding the time to do everything I wanted without letting my grades drop. I became unhappy trying to balance school, my part-time office job, and other activities. I vowed to strike a better balance in my life, and planned to do so over winter

Junior year has been my most challenging year because it was a time where I balanced academics, work, and extracurricular activities. My typical days consisted of high school classes, cheer practice, diving practice, and college courses in the evening or working. My goals were to be in the top ten of my graduating class, earn a letter achievement in diving and cheer, and to save enough money to purchase a car for college. It was a time of adjustment to handle all these activities and complete the tasks excellently. I pushed myself by keeping my goals in mind every day. In the end I know that hard work will pay off. I changed how I used my time and used it more efficiently. I completed homework at school so that I could put my undivided attention

Coming into High School, I had no idea what to expect. I was at a point of just starting to have to exert effort into studying and preparing for classes. Halfway through freshman year, I have now discovered more about myself, and how I must work in order to sucede.

My Freshman year in Mills High School is ending soon. Throughout the entire semester, I’ve discovered lots of brand new ideas and concepts while learning and communicating with Mills high teachers and students. Different classes provided many challenges to me, which tempered my determination and persistency, and make me motivated to accomplish things. Of course, I’m pretty satisfied with those goals I accomplished, but also getting more serious about the tough things I have to improve.