Being an eighth grader is going to be different - maybe even frightening. The classes are going to be more difficult. Admittedly, things are going to be tough. Nonetheless, no matter what, I’ll soldier through. But before I get into that drivel, I should let you know a few things about me. I have been in Cedarcrest for the past two years. In 6th grade, I was rather unconcerned with my grades, and spent most of my time doodling. In 7th grade, upon getting into Journalism, the realization that I would have to keep my grades up in order to stay in the class dawned on me. I managed to pull myself together and improve my Math grade (Because truthfully, all my other grades were pretty darn good.) Although school is my main focus in life, I have
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Reading online is enjoyable and practical for me, though a good old-fashioned book will do the trick as well. I’m pretty decent at literacy. Of course, I have yet to learn a lot of things in English. I’ve set a goal for myself - I will study hard and hopefully get a good grade in English. Speaking of goals...I love having objectives, so I know exactly what to work on. Even so, it’s typical of me to forget about a goal and then chew myself out later. I am, after all, very forgetful and absent-minded at times. I should set a goal to remember my goals. Isn’t that ironic? While I’m at it, I should mention my multitude of flaws. First of all, (oh, where do I START?) I’m awfully withdrawn. Not because I don’t like people, but because I don’t trust myself not to do something embarrassing in front of them. I’m also very insecure and unresponsive. Talk to me in class and I’ll most likely think you’re talking to the person behind me, whether they’re existent or not. I guess I inherit my anxiety from my parents. While on the subject of parents...I have a healthy relationship with my family. My family consists of my outgoing and understanding mother, my hardworking father, my happy-go-lucky older sister, my talented older brother, and my clingy Terrier
Reading online is enjoyable and practical for me, though a good old-fashioned book will do the trick as well. I’m pretty decent at literacy. Of course, I have yet to learn a lot of things in English. I’ve set a goal for myself - I will study hard and hopefully get a good grade in English. Speaking of goals...I love having objectives, so I know exactly what to work on. Even so, it’s typical of me to forget about a goal and then chew myself out later. I am, after all, very forgetful and absent-minded at times. I should set a goal to remember my goals. Isn’t that ironic? While I’m at it, I should mention my multitude of flaws. First of all, (oh, where do I START?) I’m awfully withdrawn. Not because I don’t like people, but because I don’t trust myself not to do something embarrassing in front of them. I’m also very insecure and unresponsive. Talk to me in class and I’ll most likely think you’re talking to the person behind me, whether they’re existent or not. I guess I inherit my anxiety from my parents. While on the subject of parents...I have a healthy relationship with my family. My family consists of my outgoing and understanding mother, my hardworking father, my happy-go-lucky older sister, my talented older brother, and my clingy Terrier