The Importance Of My Freshman Year Of High School

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.

Junior year; considered the most difficult year of high school. Junior year wants to make senior year as relaxing and stress free as possible. Part of this preparation: community service and then writing a paper and making a presentation surrounding that service. Kennedy calls this project the integrated service learning (ISLE) project. For my ISLE project, I built houses in New Orleans through Habitat for Humanity, a nonprofit organization. I found that when hurricane Katrina and the Levis broke it left a tremendous amount left in its wake. Since the trip would knock all my service hours out in a week and I became interested in the project I went and worked on houses and learned a great deal culture and poverty

Senior year has been a rollercoaster of emotions and events. I got to experience things

My seven and a half years in the Army were well worth my time, and I am a proud veteran of the United States. After my sixth year in the Army, I decided that I have served enough and I needed to move closer to my family. I have satisfied my want to travel both near and far. My academic journey was not easy, but unique to me. I will never forget the first time I received a low GPA and failed my first class. It did not stop me from pursuing an education, instead it was a learning lesson. I took every negative outcome and turned it into a positive one. I became desperately devoted to my education because I saw knowledge as the key to freeing myself from the chains of

It's impossible to think about things that have significantly impacted my life without considering my mother's diagnosis with cancer. It has changed the way I approach nearly everything in my life, and has led to other significant experiences. She was diagnosed the beginning of my Sophomore year, so I've had to balance home and school obligations nearly my entire high school career. I had to take responsibility and start acting more maturely, whether I wanted to or not. My mother suddenly couldn't do many things she used to be able to do, and as my father travels every week I had to step up and fill the void. Through doing this, I've become a lot more independent, and gained better clarity into my priorities and what I want out of my life.

Encouraged by my English teacher, one of the few teachers to ever talk to me about furthering my education, I decided to apply to college during the fall of my senior year. I was reluctant to apply at first because I was never able to envision myself being able to pursue a college education, as a high school diploma was the highest educational level any of my family members ever obtained. Throughout my entire life and time in school, I had never received any guidance on pursuing higher education. In fact, I was completely unaware of the steps I needed to take to further my education. Both my parents dropped out of school before the sixth grade, thus they could not provide any

Graduating from high school is a milestone that forces one to make my future come true. I plan on going into the Military after high school because right after high school I don’t see myself going to college. I just need a break from it because I do not like doing homework at all. Also, school is getting boring because we don’t learn anything new, we mostly just learn the same things over again. While others may plan to go to college, after high school I intend to go to the Navy because I don’t see myself going to college right after high school. I plan to get a Bachelor Degree in something. So that is why I am going to the military to know what I will be doing. If I just go to college straight after high school I will not know what I will be doing there. Going to the military first is a great idea for me instead of going to college first. I just need a break from school and all of the paperwork.My goal is to learn what career I will be making my six years being in the military through work experience.

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.

When it came time to start thinking about college, I had no one in my family to get guidance from, and navigating the application process was not easy. I relied heavily on my overburdened high school counselor and on my community college counselor to help make sense of everything. Along the way, I made mistakes – SATs, scholarships, loans, transcripts and college essays made the path to higher education incredibly challenging. A less driven,

From the first day of kindergarten to my last year in high school, everything I’ve done revolved around my future of getting into a good college. My parents bought me review books from Barnes & Noble in English and Math and took me to SAT/ACT classes to help me better myself. Since then, I have been all about my schoolwork and continue to work hard everyday to get the grades for a university. My biggest fear has always been disappointing my parents. Unfortunately, that is what happened my junior year. Everyone talks about how this year matters the most out of your whole high school experience. SAT, ACT, and GPA were factors that colleges looked at. This was the year I decided to expand my horizons and take classes out of my comfort zone.

Because I believe that we grow by lifting others. During my first years at OU, I’ve always wanted to find someone besides my advisor to help me make better choices regarding my classes. I understand how stressful it is to enroll in a class, which you almost know nothing about except the fact that it is one of the requirements in the curriculum. Eventually, I found that person during my Sophomore year, and it was a blessing. Being able to build an understanding of the class in advance helped me in calming my storms of anxiety and stress. I do believe that those who spent enough time at Michael F. Price College of Business are treasures to the students who’ve just admitted to the Business school. The more we give to those students, the greater

Freshman year was by far the worst year I've ever had as a student. I had the worst overall class grades and test scores I can remember. During the final year of middle school, I had received a letter from the principal at Cherokee Trail. It was an invitation to the Pre- IB and AP course. I accepted the invitation, excited that I would finally be challenged as a student. I went into the 9th grade with Pre IB and AP classes, thinking there would be no change from the few challenging courses I took the previous year. I went into highschool confident, and carefree, seeing how I had a 4.0 GPA every semester since the 7th grade. I believed high school would be just like middle school, stress free, little homework and easy tests and classes. It's safe to say the 8th grade did a poor job of preparing me for what I was about to experience.

If you had spoken to me seven months ago about my plans for my senior year and for starting my college education, my answer would be different than what it is now. Throughout those seven months, I struggled with my health, causing me to reevaluate how I would reach my goals in life, and if I would ever be able to reach these goals. I had based my entire high school career around being a “scholarship boy” and preparing myself to succeed in college. Instead of continuing this course during the first half of my senior year, I was practically bedridden; only leaving my house for doctor’s appointments. Thankfully, a diagnosis followed by the help of a few avant-garde holistic doctors, gave me my life back by enabling me to return to a semblance

I am not the traditional college freshman applicant. I am not only the mother of 2 little girls, but also 27 years old. As a little girl I always dreamed of becoming a veterinarian when I grew up. A child of an abusive home, I loved the escape that school provided me. I relished in homework and learning new things. I was often shifted from one abusive situation with my mother, to another abusive situation with my grandparents. At the age of 13 CPS removed me from my mother's care and placed me with my grandparents. My grandparent's home was both emotionally and verbally abusive. My only outlets were school and work, and because of this I struggled with depresion, suicidal thoughts, and self harm. I was desperate for a way out of my home situation. When my mother showed up just before my 18th birthday, near the end of first semester of my senior year, I fell right into her empty promises and manipulative tactics. I prepared myself to move and switch schools. My major educational dilema occured when I got to my new high school and discovered that not only did they not offer a lot of the AP courses I was taking, but they also didn't offer core classes that I needed to complete my academic honors diploma. I was absolutely devestated, but my mother offered to homeschool me. At the time

It was my senior year of high school, I remember being excited and nervous at the same time. Being that it was my last year in high school, I wanted to make the best of everything and have fun with friends I’d probably never see again. My excitement immediately switched to panic mode as soon as I found out from my guidance counselor that I was on the verge of not graduating due to lack of credits. My heart sunk to the bottom of my stomach, I felt the tears burning in the back of my eyes; forcing them to not come down but they were uncontrollable and came pouring out onto my shirt. My guidance counselor reassured me that I had plenty of time to catch up on my credits if I make sure I do all my assignments and to not give up. It was my own fault that I got so far behind in my credits because during my freshman and sophomore year I didn’t take everything seriously as I should’ve, I was having fun with friends not worrying about what classes to take to graduate, and at the same time my grades were slipping. The start of my credit retrieval began soon after I got my new schedule to attend my new classes for the semester.