Personal Narrative: My Life After High School

Upon graduating high school, I had no clue what I wanted to do with my life. I didn’t want to be like a lot of my friends and use college as an excuse to party all night and be lazy all day. So I decided to apply for a full time position as a diesel mechanic at Utility Fleet Sales so that I could at least begin earning income. Soon after starting this position, I realized that I wanted more. I decided to attend night classes at Blinn community college while continuing to work full time. I had no idea on what degree I wanted to work towards, but for the first time in my life I began to enjoy school. As I finished my first year at Blinn and second year working as a technician, I was promoted to an inside parts associates. This position introduced me to inventory management, building relationships with customers, cost management and basic accounting. I really enjoyed applying the mechanical knowledge I learned from working as a technician, towards my new position of

It has been 2 1/2 years since I left Kent State Geauga. Looking back I am so glad I made that decision because it lead me here. After I graduated High School I did what I was expected to do by going to college. I had no idea what I wanted to major in, but I new I wanted to do something I love and am passionate about. The problem was, how do I know if I love something if I’ve never done it before? After a semester of college I decided I would drop out and figure out what I wanted to do before I went back to school.

Throughout my four years here at Blackfoot high school, I’ve changed a lot. I went through many different phases from my freshman to my senior year. My freshman year I remember thinking “I don’t need college,” “College isn’t for me,” “I’m not going to college,” Boy, was I wrong.

Before becoming a student at Gaston College, I was a student at Piedmont Community Charter School. I spent the whole of high school thinking that one day it would just dawn on me what I wanted to study at college and eventually form a career around. Unfortunately, I only know dawn to be the first appearance of light in the sky before sunrise, so uncertainty is what ultimately led me to attend Gaston College. I’m taking classes towards an Associate in Arts degree, and the plan is to eventually transfer to NC State to major in Parks, Recreation, and Tourism Management. I decided on my choice of major the day before having to sign up for classes after an intense night of searching through every course of study known to man and taking quizzes entitled,

I started my college education in the nursing field. I was convinced that this is what I wanted to do with my life. Well, three years into college I decided nursing was not what I wanted to do. At that point, I had no idea what I wanted to do. I was limited on time and had to choose a new major so I went with sport and exercise science. I had no idea what I was going to do with that but it didn’t sound too bad. Two years later I graduated with my bachelor’s degree. So four years pass by and I realize that my degree was probably not the best choice for me. I couldn’t find a job, nor did any of the possible jobs peak my interest. I was getting really unhappy in life with my mediocre job and the noninterest in my degree. My boyfriend told me that I should look at going back to school, however, this time he suggested I look into occupational therapy.

*BANG* I smirked as I flipped the guard onto the mat punching him as he went down. He was not as bad of an opponent as I expected when he challenged me this morning, but in the end I ended up winning. As always. I sighed as I watched him lay there out of breath, I just wanted something harder, something that would get my parents’ attention once and for all.

Some might know exactly what they want to do after college for the rest of their lives, but for others, they aren’t quite sure

Go back to your senior year of high school and remember how chaotic it was; it was a constant buzz of scrambling together transcripts and receiving acceptance letters or maybe even rejection letters. Then comes the part where you have to make a decision about where to go and say goodbye to friends you’ve known your whole life along with everything you’ve known, from your favorite spot to read at home to your parents favorite place to eat, that you were always dragged to but you secretly loved. Finally, it’s all done and it’s time to sit back and Start College. For some people that’s exactly what they want to do and it’s perfect for them, but for others they’re just doing it because it is what’s expected and they can become lost. Well instead

I crossed a major milestone, leaving one part of my life for another. At the beginning it was surreal to think my life as a high school is complete. Officially I am on my to  becoming an adult. Hopefully making a difference in the world around me. It was a hard decision that I discussed multiple times with my mom and counselor at my high school. I was unconvinced about going to Montgomery College. I had this big dream in my head of my parents sending me off to a university. Helping me unpack and getting situated in my dorm room.  I made the decision to attend community college. It was financially correct for me at the time. Finishing up my prerequisite classes at Montgomery Community College seem to the be the smart move for my family and myself. I would be able to continue living under my parents roof to help with my baby sister while going to

It’s been three years since I began thinking about what I wanted to major in college. I’ve been going back and forth between majors I felt I would like because they were “cool” or majors that paid well in the long run occupation wise. After taking close to a year off from school and trying to figure out what I wanted to do with my life, I chose to enroll myself in classes

Growing up, I always said that I was going to go to college. I made good grades in high school. I was in all the extra clubs and activities. I was in band and even the mascot. I never thought for one second that I would not go to college after I graduated from high school. Well, things changed for me my senior year. I fell in love, or so I thought. I got married the day after I graduated high school and then had my son nine months later. So, now with my son being a senior in high school and my daughter being a sophomore in high school, I decided that I needed to do something better with my life, not only for myself, but for my wonderful children as well.

I didn’t go to college straight out of High School. It wasn’t on my agenda. After High School I took a year off and did nothing except make a little money babysitting, sleeping in, and there were about two months where I took up jogging. The following summer I felt this pang in my stomach when I saw pictures online of people getting ready to go back to college. So far in my life I hadn’t liked school, but there was this part in my head that said I only didn’t like it because I couldn’t choose what I wanted to do. Until now I had avoided the idea of going to college except now online school was a thing. That lasted a year. First, I couldn’t afford it. Second, I figured out the career path that I had wanted to take my whole life sucked and I hated doing it.

When I graduated from high school I was unable to see the path to a successful college career existed for me. Like my classmates, I obtained college acceptance letters. Unlike my classmates, I lacked the support that many of them took for granted. I could not look forward to my favorite childhood meal prepared for me upon my return for winter break. I would not have an old bedroom to come back to for the summer.

The perplexing question that I had been dreading was soon knocking on my door, waiting for an answer. Choosing a major was a forgein concept - I had been so accustomed to participating in number of interests throughout my life that I didn’t know how I would choose one path. As I applied for college, I was under the impression that I would have to go from high school, a place where you have endless exploration opportunities, to college, somewhere very directed on one path. It wasn't until the beginning of senior year that I realized it is okay to be unsure, and that college is the best opportunity for exploration and unsureness. My interests are very diverse, and this is why it feels so difficult to choose one path at times.

In the end, I decided to leave my first college. I wasn’t sure of what to do with a year, however, I