Personal Narrative: My Senior Year

I honestly wouldn’t change anything about my lifestyle or how my years of high school have gone because I am truly happy with the person I have become. I might change my freshman year only because I didn’t really pay attention like I should have. I slacked a lot my freshman year and I now realize after the rest of my years at school, it really has been a struggle trying to get everything caught up. But now during my senior year I feel like I’m doing just fine and I am making it to the end okay. I have learned a lot throughout theses last 4 years of high school, I learned that high school goes by super fast and you really don’t get chances to redo any of the years. High School is a big deal and I learned to take it seriously my sophomore

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.

Sophomore year was extremely difficult for me. You know how most people go through a rough patch at some point in their life? Well, that was me all of Sophomore year, everything just seemed too big and scary to deal with, and so I basically put everything off. The guidance counselors always use to say when we were going into high school that we would need to stay on top of things before they started to pile up. I just thought that they were just being dramatic to try and scare us into doing our work, but they really weren’t. By the time I realized this, however, it was a little too late, and I was faced with two options; attend summer school to regain the credit that I had lost, or face my peers when school started up again and be two credits

Junior year. My junior year I realized things about myself that I hadn’t previously known. Things I’ve never done before and things people thought I couldn’t do. Situations I thought I wouldn’t be in and there I was. Junior year, I did it.

In all my years of school, I never really enjoyed reading or writing. In elementary and middle school, I didn't hate it but I didn't look forward to it. Although, the books we had to read were not bad and I did enjoy some of them. Once high school came along, all the assignments got harder and my dislike for reading and writing grew stronger. Overall, I would say my Sophomore year was the worst but not because of the assignments but something else bigger than that.

The experience had made me into the person that I am today was having the opportunity to move out of Hawaii to finish my senior year at Penn high school in Mishawaka, Indiana. Leaving my family, close friends behind in Hawaii was hard at first but I had learn a lot while being away. I really like all the clubs, classes and everything that Penn high school had to offer and I really like living in the Michiana area that I had decided stay here for college. I never had thoughts of leaving my parents behind and move 4,261 miles away for school but the decision to move here might had been the best decision that I had ever made. I was depending a lot on my parents when I was in Hawaii and being alone in another state had taught me how to take care

Imagine: a 99 lbs, 5’4, skinny, shy, ginger kid. Doesn’t seem like the athletic kind does it? This was me as a freshman, and I was really self conscious about myself, granted I was taller than the shortest people who were once taller than me about 2 years ago, I was still skinny and light. I was a good runner, placing 1st in my very first track race, but I hurt my hip during practice and didn’t say anything to the coaches because I was scared they’d say, “Wow, I knew this kid wouldn’t be able to do it, he’s so weak! Just look at him!” so I continued and placed last every race, but I still tried right?

My junior year I had taken on multiple advanced courses in addition to working almost everyday after school and it took a large toll on my health. I would come home exhausted and stressed. My parents would urge me to quit my job since they felt that was causing me the most stress, but I was determined to conquer my difficulties. After a lot of time and effort I managed to overcome these obstacles and had success in and out of school. Even though I have proved that I am fully capable of taking on challenges, I wanted to have any extra time I could get in order to explore any other opportunities I may not have been able to be a part of before. I have looked into more volunteer opportunities and have planned out when I am eligible to take part

I remember sitting around the grimy lunch table in the commons of the high school with ranch dressing dripping down my new shirt, and finally feeling apart of them. I know now, what seemed like a different language, a different world as an outsider. Somehow everything was different; and somehow I became a part of it all.

Not everyone has memories from there junior high years, memories sadly aren’t great I wasn’t considered the best student in the eighth grade, I was always in the office, suspended, and in In-school suspension other than being in trouble all the time my eighth grade year was the best.

“The hardship and all the challenges you go through in life make you who you are,” my mother once said. Thankfully, I haven’t faced many obstacles or challenges in life yet. However, a major turning point of my life occurred when I was in middle school.

Junior year was a year of growth for me. Most parents push their children to be into activities but not mine. I struggled through a lot in my life and there wasn't always time of money for activities. Also, my mom wanted me to be my own person, which I am very grateful for but, at the same time, I wish she would have encouraged me to get out there more, but I did it on my own. At the end of my sophomore year, I got my license. Hooray! A day every kid looks forward to. It changed my life. I didn't need my mom to be around to drive me around, which she never was. Being a single parent and running her own business was a hard job for her and it was a lot, so I didn't ask for much. When I got my license, I started to involve myself in everything.

During the sophomore year of high school, we received paperwork for the classes we wanted to take Junior year. I took a look at all the amazing classes Avon offered, and decided that I wanted to switch things up and challenge myself. I did this by signing up for two AP classes, AP US History and AP Biology. I thought it would be a great way to challenge myself, because I had never taken any AP classes so far. I also wanted to prove to myself that I was really good in sciences, because I’ve always wanted to become a doctor. This class, I thought at the time, would really open my eyes to Biology and would look great on my transcript for college. I took AP US History because a friend of mine urged me to take it. We heard from others students that the class wasn’t all that bad. We also knew that if struggled with something in this course, we could always depend on each other.

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.

There it was, the day before my senior year, the next big step in life leading me to graduation and then college. Unfortunately, just like it is close to every big day in my life. I was sick. Literally the full nine yards, I would go from being hot one day and sweating like crazy to being cold and shivering the next. I refuse to go into my senior year sick, I mean this is supposed to be my year nothing can go wrong.