Since my Freshman year in High School, I have been involved in many activities. The summer going into my freshman year, I was involved in was a camp called JUNE Project. It is a service camp based in Pottstown, PA. During the fall of my freshman year, I took the book for the freshman Field Hockey team. For the past three years, and I plan to continue for my last year, I have been taking the book and taking pictures for the high school’s Baseball team. Also, I helped run a Youth Praise and Worship band during my sophomore and junior year. For the past three years, and my final year in high school, I have been an assistant Sunday School teacher for St. Peters United Methodist Church. As assistant Sunday School teacher, I help create lesson plans
My palms were sweating, my heart was racing, I had no idea what to expect or who I was going to meet. I was never the type of girl to embrace new situations, I hated change and I wasn’t very good with meeting new people. I figured once I got to high school it would be my chance to start all over, turn the page in my book of life, and flip over a new leaf. I wanted to finally be the girl that fit in with everyone. I had imagined myself going to parties with big groups of my new friends, having sleepovers and doing all of the things cool high school kids normally do. I was certain that my high school career would be just like one of those really corny teen movies and I would live happily ever after with the homecoming crown and the boy of my
Being a freshman is the hardest of your four years in high school. Have you ever been pressured to be the best person you can be? This is how my year was as a freshman. Freshman year was the most different I never thought I would of found my way around the school when I first started to go there. Freshman year was the best year throughout my years of high school and it was the only year I had friends. During this year I had a lot of anxieties which dealt with me thinking I’m gonna be alone and not have any friends throughout the year to support me through the whole thing. Also, I would think of the pressure of not doing good in any of my classes so I would think it would affect my GPA in the future. The transition from middle school to high school was a different type of thing to do.
It was the last last few days of summer before I started my Sophomore year of high school. My freshman year I applied and ran to be Sophomore class president, and I won. Before the start of school SGA (Student Government Association) had the responsibility to welcome and show new students around the school. While showing and bonding with new students I meet two new sophomores students named Ethan and Olivia. Ethan was a very attractive young man who was six feet and had nice dark hair, that was swooped to the right. Olivia on the other hand was a very short and pale girl who had orange hair that was very thin. Olivia and I both found Ethan to be attractive, Olivia made it known to me that she liked Ethan. It was the first day of school and
During my Sophomore year I interned with the Pennsylvania Democratic Party. As an intern I trained and recruited volunteers, registered people of all parties to vote, canvassed and phone-banked for the 2016 Presidential election, ensured that voters had transportation to their polling place, and watched the polling locations to ensure the safety of all voters.
It was during my Sophomore year in high school that I was failing classes like math and science. My parents and I where very concerned about what to do and what help I needed to get. So they decided to test me to asses where I was academically, and to gauge the ways to get me where I wanted. The results of this test concluded that in subjects like math and science along with reading. I was still on a middle school level, and on a fifth grade level in math yes I said fifth grade.
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
My freshman year of high school was a new experience for me. It was a different idea to get used to compared to middle school,. but within a week I understood how going around high school worked. At first it was a bit confusing at first figuring out how I was going to remember when and where my classes were in a day. I was scared of not being able to pass my classes at the correct standard to continue my life after high school. I feared that if I let go of one thing, everything in my personal and social life was going to fall apart. The students weren’t that scary to me. Some of them I knew from middle school and elementary school so I was a bit comfortable with that. The only thing that did scare me about other students was when they were
Half way through my senior year I sat in class worrying because I had no clue what I was going to do after high school. Every other week my major changed, and I was confused as to what was the right path for me. Eventually I sat myself down and made a list of my strengths and weaknesses to assist me in discovering my future. Sadly it took me until almost the end of the year to discover what I wanted to do.
I thought my Sophomore year at UCLA was going to be regular. I thought I was just going to pass my classes, and gear up for next year. I never thought anything different would happen, but, life is unpredictable that way.
You are 14 and never have time for love because of cheer and school. At school your were always thought to be the girl who was always studying for the test the next day or tutoring the jocks. But now you've reached a new chapter of life sophomore year in high school. The next three years you were determined to be the most popular girl at your new school but still be the valedictorian of your class.
There is something else I would like you to know about me. The University of Florida has always been my school of choice. My father is an alumnus, and my sister is now a Sophomore. I want nothing more than to join them as Gators.
I never had a freshmen year. The closest I came to a freshmen year was my sophomore year. For the most part is a blur, like a dog running through a picture, blurred. Or maybe blocked. I could imagine that my sophomore year was pretty much like everyone else's freshmen year. The same awkwardness was still there just a year older perhaps. The younger me played at least five different types of sports, year round I was in sports. After my middle school career, I said, to hell with it, and quit it all together. I played no sport, or games, in the 10th grade. The impact was good, and kind of bad at the same time. My grades slipped a couple of times, now and then, and I feel like I would have made more friends, if I joined a sport, sooner than I
My time in High School was made difficult from the constant strife and conflict between my parents. This made my home an unstable environment not fitted for learning or growing as an individual. As I got older and closer to graduating High-School, I began to find my own voice with the help of my mentor Rahn Fleming, which occurred at the end of my junior year. As a result, I came in control of my life and the constant feuding started to die down. No longer did I have to worry about the next scheduled court date, or the next time I would come home wondering what may await. I felt like I was always walking on broken glass for the longest of time throughout my life, until I began to voice myself and what I wanted. My parents came to realize this
Leading into my sophomore year of high school, band was the center of my life. Providing social acceptance and a sense of purpose, I could always count on the fine art to get me through the drudgery of high school. Everything seemed to effortlessly go right. I naively believed my desires would always be provided for, as I was somehow the special (albeit, shy) exception. With this idea, I felt invincible going into my first serious audition. Unknown to me, this simple, six hour event, provided the stage on which my perspective would completely change.
Before I started high school, I thought I wouldn’t change much as a person. Now, I know that isn’t the case anymore because I developed anxiety during my first year of high school. Since then, I have to deal with it everyday. It’s not as bad as it once was but I think it has definitely changed me.