Organizations
So far I have participated in three clubs: Band (6-9th grade), NJHS (National Juniors Honors Society—8th grade) and now a dance organization at my school called Skillz Squad.
Furthermore in band, the only meetings we did have were “convocations” for sectionals in order to prepare for UIL (University Interscholastic League) competitions and marching band last year at my current high school because we had a ridiculous passion to beat everybody and anybody in our district in terms of surpassing the other school’s greatness with their fearsome playing skills and fundamentals. In other words, we only had our summits specifically for (late) practices and improvements in our music abilities.
Moreover, in NJHS we didn’t have many reconciles …show more content…
Although it was a pleasure helping others through the unfair roots of life, it was indeed stressful to maintain the requirements of at least a 3.5 GPA and completing service hours which occupied my time to study. Also, I did have a strong connection with band in my middle school years mostly because the band people I associated with encouraged me to push myself to bring my full potential in my playing ability; people believed in me. When freshman year of high school came along, I also met and came close with many of my friends in the tedious hours of practice. Yet, as a marching band prop, more rigorous courses I was taking and rude, selfish and money-fixated band directors, I felt discouraged and I was putting myself through an unnecessary and painful hindrance. Realizing the ridiculous 400+ dollar fee my parents had to pay and the amount of time my parents had to come to school to pick me up and the stress and grouchiness vibe I was radiating nonstop, I came to see that the cost of my family’s and my time and efforts was more valuable than this ridiculous agony I would undergo to stay in band. Me after a difficult choice quit, I wasn’t doing it to be selfless or coldhearted—I did it because my family’s and my happiness was more important than staying with my friends. The unfathomable and outraged look on the band directors faces ensured I made the right choice; they didn’t see me leaving seeking happiness, they saw them losing money and a unfaithful member. In essence, as a sophomore I am finally happy doing my passion with real friends, where I
So far I have participated in three clubs: Band (6-9th grade), NJHS (National Juniors Honors Society—8th grade) and now a dance organization at my school called Skillz Squad.
Furthermore in band, the only meetings we did have were “convocations” for sectionals in order to prepare for UIL (University Interscholastic League) competitions and marching band last year at my current high school because we had a ridiculous passion to beat everybody and anybody in our district in terms of surpassing the other school’s greatness with their fearsome playing skills and fundamentals. In other words, we only had our summits specifically for (late) practices and improvements in our music abilities.
Moreover, in NJHS we didn’t have many reconciles …show more content…
Although it was a pleasure helping others through the unfair roots of life, it was indeed stressful to maintain the requirements of at least a 3.5 GPA and completing service hours which occupied my time to study. Also, I did have a strong connection with band in my middle school years mostly because the band people I associated with encouraged me to push myself to bring my full potential in my playing ability; people believed in me. When freshman year of high school came along, I also met and came close with many of my friends in the tedious hours of practice. Yet, as a marching band prop, more rigorous courses I was taking and rude, selfish and money-fixated band directors, I felt discouraged and I was putting myself through an unnecessary and painful hindrance. Realizing the ridiculous 400+ dollar fee my parents had to pay and the amount of time my parents had to come to school to pick me up and the stress and grouchiness vibe I was radiating nonstop, I came to see that the cost of my family’s and my time and efforts was more valuable than this ridiculous agony I would undergo to stay in band. Me after a difficult choice quit, I wasn’t doing it to be selfless or coldhearted—I did it because my family’s and my happiness was more important than staying with my friends. The unfathomable and outraged look on the band directors faces ensured I made the right choice; they didn’t see me leaving seeking happiness, they saw them losing money and a unfaithful member. In essence, as a sophomore I am finally happy doing my passion with real friends, where I