Personal Narrative: My Sophomore Year Of High School

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.

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

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

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.

Once cheer try outs for my senior year rolled around it was hitting me that I was a senior. We had cheer camp and I realized that was my last ever cheer camp for cheer in high school. Once school was starting and we had to get prepared for football season it really hit me that I was a senior, I wasn’t quite sure how to really take it. I didn’t think me becoming a senior would come so quickly and so fast. I can remember homecoming week like it was just a couple weeks ago, now that went by super fast and I didn’t really realize it till about a month ago. To me time fly’s by when you’re having fun, senior year is probably been the best year yet. I’ve had more memories my senior year than probably any other year. When basketball season came around

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.

The hill that life is, only gets steeper in your teen years. In high school anxiety, depression, stress, and fear kick into high gear. It only gets tougher. As the years pass you keep climbing that hill until you reach the peak. For me, I have yet to reach that peak. In 2015 I started freshman year, good grades flooded my report card making me think that school wasn't really that bad. Sophomore year came too soon and hit me with a wave of assignments that were hard to swim through, Don't get me wrong, I made it through the thick water but with a lesser GPA than the year before. Junior year is now kicking in, “Welcome to the hardest year of your high school lives” was what we were greeted with from the now seniors. Thinking, I tell myself,

Usually in highschool it's your friends that make it worthwhile those are the people that you remember and the people that make it even more bearable but for me it's the opposite.

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

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 event I wanted to focus on the most is when I failed my freshmen year of high school. I didn’t try as much as I should have but I figured that I was going to pull a last minute try and do all my work when the end of the school year came but I was horribly wrong and I had to suffer the consequences of not being in my correct classes and being behind in credits.

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

My freshman year of high school I made the junior varsity soccer team. I was told, although I was not the best, I was to train with the team to get better. Fast forward to sophomore year during tryouts on the second cut, I was out, off the team. After this failure I chose to join my high school’s cross country team. I had no experience with competitive running. I had joined late into the season, but under my circumstances the coach allowed me to join the team. The failure of not making the team made me work harder than I could have imagined. For the first time in my life I ran competitively and it ended up to be a success. To the surprise of my friends and family. I became one of the top runners in my group and began passing higher up companies.