Freshman year was a big change for me. I thought that it would be like middle school, in which I didn’t have to study or apply myself, and I could still succeed. I quickly found out that this was no longer the case, however, instead of of adapting to the new situation that surrounded me, I just decided not to work. I believed that school wasn’t important. That destructive belief continued through freshman year and starting onto sophomore year, leaving me with a horrible gpa. But all the sudden, it clicked with me: School is important, and it is a privilege to go to as great of school as I do, and to waste that privilege was unforgivable. I began to do all my homework, and study for hours upon hours for my tests. Slowly but surely, my C’s turned
