Personal Narrative: Why I Failed In My Classes

When I was younger I failed myself and my family when I got held back a grade because I was not showing any progress in any of my subjects. I lost all of my friends, they began to talk bad about me because they thought I was not as Intelligent as they were. This effected me emotionally, I begged my parents not to hold me back a grade and to let me stay with my friends but my parents being tough said no, because school isn't about being close with friends, its about learning and making something of yourself. I learned a very important lesson the day I got held back a grade and that is to never give up and to strive to be the best in anything I do. I also learned that friends come and go, and that I can make more friends. I started studying every

Looking at school, I had an okay first semester. I started the morning with Algebra II and photography, which was a class I really enjoyed. Then my advisory is with the ASB officers and we either do homework or we talk about events we are planning for our school in the future. From lunch, I had AP U.S. History and then I'm a TA (teacher's assistant) for my mom and then go to yoga. Seems like I had an easy semester at first. Nevertheless, that was my feeling until the second semester came. I now have three hard classes in a row. That includes pre-calc and this class, Honor's English III, along with my AP U.S. History. I still TA for my mom and have yoga, but those three hard classes make academics a little

I failed English 1303, and I am so disappointed. I began college with a positive attitude. I knew I struggled with focusing in high school, so I had an idea that college would be a whole new level of struggle stories. I know I put this on myself by hanging out with my friends so often, as well as being super unfocused. Along with these circumstances, my attitude was no help. Throughout the entire semester I felt lazy and unfocused. I didn’t even have to check my grade because I had already given up on the class. Instead of managing my time wisely I let all the deadlines slip right past me. Now I have to deal with taking English 1303 during the summer just to catch up to my class. I know this summer I will stay super focused because the feeling

I really try my hardest in school to get the knowledge that I need to prepare me for college and for my future life after college. There are times in school that I really don't like the teacher that I have and would think that they might give me a bad grade just because they don't like me. Then after a couple days when I am on top of my class my attitude towards the teacher changes and so does my grade but don't worry it changes in a good way. There were times where my grade went down quite a bit because i got sick really bad. Even though I was sick I still tried to go to school so I don't get behind in my classes and miss school just from some dumb head ache or stomach pain. When I did get behind I always still caught back up with my work and

I lost my financial aid because my grades did not meet up to the Satisfactory Academic Progress that the school requires. What happened was, there were only two available options for the MATH 152 class during the Summer Quarter of 2015. I chose the night class because the morning class was taught by a teacher I didn't prefer. However, the night class was only two days a week for 3 hours straight. Because of my naivety, I assumed that I wouldn't have any problems with the set up. Around this time, however, was Ramadan, which suspended me from concentration within the class, heavily effecting my scores on tests. Besides this, my grandfather, whom I loved and cherished, had just passed away the month before, on May 17, 2015, requiring 40 days

Looking at my results from the previous semesters and the grades I was getting. I decided to meet with my counselor to discuss what I can do to improve my GPA, especially that I was thinking of UC Davis for med school. At the end of the fall semester, I figured that I am more interested in nursing particularly more than anything else. I went back to my counselor and asked him if it’s too late to change from biology in general to a more specific major. This is when he told me about all the different options that I have in my new major “nursing” and how It can benefit me since I can finish earlier than if I were to go to med school. We also started looking at different closer schools to apply for since I am not financially ready to move out

I messed up a lot. Like a lot. But for some reason I always tend to get a lesson out of it.And out of any other thing I messed up on. Any mistake I make bad or good I learn, but sometimes I don’t. But if I don’t then I probably will the 2nd time. I learned so much from middle school. Bad stuff and a little bit of good stuff. But it really wasn’t a lot of good stuff. It was barely good things. I still had friends every year and I still did what I had to do. It was harder than I thought it would be. Like I seriously didn’t know what I was doing I didn’t know what was going through my head at the time. I still don’t know to this day. I don’t remember everything I did. But I know I just messed up. It was in the summertime and I just moved into this neighborhood.

When it came to my education, I was always molded to the mantra that “it is what it is.” That was that. Failed a math test? It is what it is. Lef homework at home? It is what it is. The phrase stuck for most of my school subjects, excluding English. Ever since I began to pick up pencils and write stories, I was dubbed as an “English Person.” Literally, I won an award to prove it. Yet as much as I excelled in literature, my math and science grades left a ringing in my ears which echoed to stop trying. I never really summed up as a mathy person. My right brain was always crowned “queen of the cranium.” I was so filled to the brim with creativity and passion that when statistics and numbers slipped into my head, brain cells would just freeze

Life has many wonderful lessons, but then there is failure. Everyone fails at something; I happen to have failed at high school essays. These experiences at the time were gut wrenching. Receiving a "D" on a paper is no fun, but it has also allowed me to learn about not only writing, but myself as a whole. I expect to use my past awful experiences writing to change and mold my expectations in future writing.

During my years in high school, I always took the necessary courses needed for that certain grade level. Looking back, I realized I was never challenged in these classes which is now affecting me in the long run. Finally, being challenged in a college level English class has improved my overall writing in ways that have contributed to me as a critical thinker. Through the essays we wrote, the grammar and usage lessons, and our classroom methodologies have enhanced my ability to write many different forms of essays. Thus, improving my overall thinking and writing skills.

Last year, I experienced failure as a first time applicant to medical school. It was difficult to receive rejections as the months progressed through the cycle. However, while I was hoping for the best during this past year, I was also preparing for the worst. I had some difficulty staying focused during my undergraduate studies due to a personal tragedy and my immaturity. I knew a big hurdle for me as an applicant was convincing an admissions committee that I wasn’t the same student that I was before. I applied last year with a year of post-baccalaureate classes under my belt, and while this was promising, it most likely wasn’t a large enough sample size to convince committees that I was capable of handling the rigors of a medical education.

There are times when even the best of us find ourselves in a less-than-favorable situation, and faced with a seemingly unconquerable problem. Situations like this could cause increased stress, which soon results in a person thinking of very negative outcomes for themselves. For example, despite my best efforts, I can become quite nervous where a little anxiety would cause me to mess up my chances for a good grade. In my frustration, I would often tell myself, "I'll never get an A in this class." However, I can make this into a question by looking introspectively and asking myself, "What do I need to do in order to earn an A in this class?" You can turn limiting statements into questions, and ask yourself about ways you can solve any troubling

The word that represents me the best is motivated. pole vault has motivated to me to new heights. Fixing my truck has motivated me for a while. I’m also motivated to try my hardest in school.

A conflict that I have had is when I did bad in math last year. I was very bad in math I really don't know why but I kind of think it was because I wasn't thinking or trying hard enought. I wasn't the only one who did bad a cupple of other people was bad at it too. I really tried hard but I still got bad grades worse to tell you the truth.Finally I may of figured out a way to bring it up if it was to work, unlike all of the other things I tried, and the didn't worked.

Ironically, my junior year at Roman Catholic high school I nearly failed English during one marking period. This failure was caused from indolent preparation and lack of review. Discern of falling, I created methods of study to help me succeed. Looking back at this experience it has disciplined myself to work hard and never give up.