My Senior Year Of High School

My eighth grade year of Middle school. I had many challenges, with making friends and subjects. But one challenge was mathematics.I knew my eighth grade year was most important when it came transferring into my high school years, yet I didn’t do anything to raise my grade in mathematics at that time. It wasn’t until two I had a very low grade in mathematics on my report card at that I realized I needed to do something about my low grade. So after that report in math, I really was determined to really bring that F up to at least a B or A. So I remember I started to go to after school tutoring to get help with my math subject. They placed me with a teacher named Ms.Alice. And she really helped me with my subject.

I began my higher education at Antelope Valley Community College in pursuit of these skills, and graduated cum laude in May 2012 with my Associates in Liberal Arts and Sciences. Shortly after, I was admitted to California State University, Fullerton for my Bachelor’s in Psychology, where I also joined the University’s Delta Epsilon Iota Academic Honor Society. It was here that I also discovered how useful philosophy is in understanding human behavior, and added the subject as a minor to aid me in my studies. My belief is that while psychology generally explains why a person reasons in their particular manner, philosophy explains the different ways that said person could reason. I believe that this will be useful in treating clients, since the philosophy aspect will help me understand the perceived logic that the client holds, which in turn will support the overall treatment.

Sophomore year, I was thinking about surviving the next two years of high school. I realized I wouldn't graduate, not with the grades I was getting. My grades were at a 65 and I was going downhill. Panicking, I realized it was imperative that I go to a technical program.

Sophomore year in high school had greater demand on my time and made me realize about my future more than my freshman year. Time management has been a theme I was constantly reminded with academic and extracurricular activities. Furthermore, the realization of entering college and pursuing a career is closer than before. These two factors have transformed my outlook of my junior year.

When I arrived here, I had to go through the adaptation process that every immigrant goes through. Getting used to a new place with a different culture and where people spoke a different language was hard but the support of my parents and my friends has made it easier for me to get familiarized with this new environment to the point where I now feel that I can call this place “my home”. But, this process would have been much harder if I hadn’t attended high school where, thanks to some of my teachers who have taken the time to explain to me how education and success connect, my perspective of education has completely changed. When you grow up in a third world country, it is not always possible to attend school, and I never thought I would be able to attend college or to even get a high school diploma but with the advice I have gotten from my caring public school teachers, and my parents, and the opportunities that this country is providing me with, it has now become my goal to get to the highest educational level I

The time came when I was sitting in my guidance counselors office my sophomore year of high school. The pressure was on, I had to decide what classes to take to help me not only prepare for the ACT but that would impact my future. With the support of teachers and counselors I was able to choose and pick out difficult and challenging classes that would help me excel in the future. The list grew long, I signed up not only for my junior year classes but I also planned out my senior year schedule as well. My counselor took the time to explain to me the honors classes that were weighted, helping my GPA, and were dual credit as well. I signed up for several of the dual credit courses and weighted such as Composition 2, American Lit 1, AP U.S. History,

In my Freshman and Sophomore year of high school, I was not really involved in extracurricular activities. I did some community service hours and I joined a club. In my Junior year of high school, I started to get more involved in school activities. Such as football and soccer games. And in all honesty, I can say that Junior year has been my favorite year so far.

My 8th grade year is like the song “ Don’t Stop(color the walls) “ by Foster The People.To begin with I may have small talk but big thoughts. This year I have really discovered who I want to be. If you're not one of my close friends I may seem quiet, and shy but it's really because I am always thinking, dreaming, comprehending the things in the future and past. Although it may not seem like it I want to do important things in the world, like save the planet from disaster. Secondly I'll draw until I've broken every law. Lately when i'm frustrated or sad I have found myself through meaningful art. In my basement there is a cement wall completely covered in paintings and doodles that my close friends and I created to express ourselves. That's

As the oldest of the three daughter I was left to take over the house responsibility, due to my mom started working most time in order to keep provide us. Starting my first year in middle school, was already complicated enough not knowing anybody, getting lost, and having to adjust to the new environment around me. And it became more complicated after my dad was sent away from our family. Since we had recently moved to another town. We were still unfamiliar with the city itself and had no family that could help us out. Having left in charge of my two little sister while my mom was at work, I was left to clean, wash and sometimes cook if my mother had not left anything ready the night before. Had to make sure their homework was done and were

When people think of graduating, they’ll usually think of high school or college, the “important” graduation ceremonies that are usually called milestones in people’s lives. But a middle school graduation, no matter how small it may seem, is the one that marks a major turning point in anyone’s growing up story. Middle school are the three years of your life in which you change the most. Going into sixth grade, most kids are young, excited, naïve students, as we see in the sixth graders our school has today. But right now, as we graduate middle school and prepare for what comes next, we’re all completely different people than when we came in, and, therefore, better (hopefully). Throughout these three years, we’ve become real people with proper

Throughout my sophomore year of highschool I had a hard time in Spanish and faced many challenges all year. About two weeks into the school year, there was an issue with my teacher and she was forced into retirement. This left myself and the rest of class with no teacher for over a month. Learning a new language was not the easiest thing for me and I could feel myself moving more behind the longer I went without a teacher. I had three more Spanish teachers that year making it harder to get into a routine to succeed in that class. By the end of the school I had to make the decision of whether or not I wanted to move on to the next level of Spanish. I felt that if I continued I would be setting myself up for failure in the language because of

Being and immigrant was another challenge I faced for attending college. I migrated to the United States from Mexico when I was six years old after my dad was murdered in Mexico. I spoke English but I didn’t know how the educational system worked. When I was a senior in high school I didn’t understand how the process to attend college worked. I wasn’t

My junior year of high school, I rocked a strapless empire waist dress. Since then every dress I buy is a strapless empire waist dress and I plan on keeping it that way. I want my wedding dress to be crème with lots of lace and a vintage type feel as well as floor length with a short train. I also plan on being barefoot, because the odds of my husband being that much taller than me that I need to wear heels is slim to none. Plus, I have never actually worn heels in my life and I do not plan on starting anytime soon. As for my soon to be husband, he will be wearing a nice suit or a tux, I honestly can’t tell the difference, so it does not really matter to me which one he chooses. I want the suite to be dark brown to match our color scheme

Going into high school this year, I was afraid. There was no doubt in my mind that I would find myself lost on my way to classes. I was certain that I would not be able to navigate the halls. And I was pretty sure that I would be run over in the hallway by all of the upperclassmen and even some freshmen, as I am one of the shortest people that I know. But after the first week, I knew I would be alright.

There seemed to be a pressure for me to enjoy my summer before it was over, being the meager less-than-two months that we were allotted. "We" being myself and a couple of teammates from the cross team, guys that generally don 't leave the house aside from going for a run or over to a friend 's to play a few hours of ping-pong. The summer before my junior year was likely the most impactful two months of my life, both literally and figuratively.