Personal Narrative: My Sophomore Year

Sophomore year was absolutely nothing what I expected it to be; It was the complete opposite of freshman year. Freshman year I was shy and quiet. Also, in Freshman year, I was on a competition dance team and that was all I knew because I spent every day at the dance studio, and because of that, I was not very involved at school and I had no time for anything. However, I decided to quit my dance studio so I could have more of a life in High School. With my newly discovered free time, I decided to join the Speech team, the musical, and the play at Marian. I also decided to get a waitressing job at Le Peep. Thanks to these new activities, I became more confident than ever. I also found a new love of mine, theatre. Not only did I find the a new

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.

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

Sadness, desperation, and the thought of failure plagued my brain as I went into my second day of Sophomore year in high school. I had grown to dislike school a lot as it felt like all the fun I used to have was slowing diminishing into nothing. As I walked to my next class, I looked down to make sure I had the right room number. I did, it was time for English which I was not looking forward to. But, to my surprise, this English class would change everything

Education has always been something I have been passionate about. I love learning new things and also being around different kind of people. I learned early on my high school career I wanted to graduate high school a year earlier than my original class. Sophomore year of high school and made the decision of taking on one of the biggest challenges of my life.

Sophomore year. Worst year of my life. I’m not even going to surecoat it. It was terrible. The only thing that was going good for me was school. I excel or CAN. My mom was getting bad again. I had to juggle cheer, dance, school, my mom, and my baby sister all at once. I was stressed to the max. I got through it surprisingly. On the brink. It was hell. One person, out of the entire world helped me through everything. My boyfriend. He, I would consider my “real” boyfriend. He helped me through a lot. He helped me through bad times and made the good times better. As sophomore year ended, my mom had the worse news to me i could ever imagine. She told me that she has throat cancer. It screwed everything up for me, even my boyfriend, couldn’t

Freshman year I took a chance outside of my comfort zone, and that risk gave me a future in a career I am extremely passionate about. Since freshman year I have been shadowing my high school athletic trainer. I have learned how to; prevent, asses, treat, tape, and rehab a variety of injuries. However, what has fostered my interest in my major is being able to see an athlete through the entirety of an injury. During my sophomore year I was responsible for treating and rehabbing a key player on the lacrosse team. The bond I built with him was something I could've never imagined possible. I had the responsibility of preparing him physically and mentally to return to play. This meant I had to support him when he felt like he would never play as

The tumultuous halls and classrooms of my school, filled with fellow students I had no past encounter with, lies the confirmation 15-year-old me sought for.

Freshman year was mostly fun for me, but you must watch out for the people who are not really your friend. There are lots of people in this world that act like your friend, but they really aren’t. Those type of people only want to be in your business. I made a lot of new friends, there were a few upperclassman girls that told me high school is scary,and people will not like you if you did these certain things; Stand in the middle of the hallway and talk to your friends, walk slow up the stairs, take forever to open your locker, is not athletic in p.e.. Those are a few of the things I was told as a coming in Freshman. Some of the Juniors would try to start drama with me, but I did not let it affect me. I stayed true to myself and did not let other people bring me down. I stayed laughing and having a good time with my three best friends; Kelsey,Angelica, and Taylin.

When I was younger I thought that life wouldn’t hand me the very sour lemons until later on in life. However I was wrong on that account. In the middle of my sophomore year of high school I was diagnosed with epilepsy. My friends and I actually knew there was something going on before my parents did but we just had no idea what that was. That year I would have been able to accomplish one major mile stone in one’s young life which was to get their license, but I couldn’t get that until later. I had really hoped to have that license at 16 and be driving and having the freedom I wanted nevertheless that goal was crushed. For after an episode you must wait six months. I continued having seizures until July of that year. That was great to not have

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.

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

On my first day of the freshman finding where to sit in the lunchroom was my biggest obstacle. I would randomly just sit at a table until I knew who was sitting there. Luckily for me my friends sat there. I lost my best friend my sophomore year her name was Kaci Rowe. She never had a boyfriend in her life because her parents wouldn’t allow her dating. So when she got a boyfriend she would be really rude towards me and wouldn’t want anything to do with me. I was hurt and confused. I was sitting in my room crying wondering what I did to deserve such a heartbreak. I’m a senior now and we haven’t been friends since that day my sophomore year. I also met my boyfriend during my sophomore year his name is Chandler lewis. He was always bugging me

“The summer after your Junior year was the best part of highschool. The summer where you feel your transfer into adulthood being unleashed to new experiences and choices.”(Tyler Jordan on High school experience at the end of his senior year ending to my junior year.) This was my goal at the end of my Junior year to have the best summer ever because of my past record of boring summers that this one was going to be thee one.

In the years of my high schools years. I have a average GPA of a 3.0 during my four years of high school. I had struggled in my Junior in Math class it was called Intg Math 3 when the semester end I Finished the class with a F. I will take the blame because I did not ask for help because I was confused and did not want to have people look at me stupid. But now after learning my lesson I learn I should ask question if I’m lost. I now learned that as a part getting older and being a senior you should ask your teacher questions if