Personal Narrative: My Freshmen Year Of High School

In my freshmen year of high school I tried to be a rapper, because my cousin was also trying to become one. It didn’t turn out too well, I’m just glad I didn’t decide to show anyone any of the stuff I wrote. After that I wanted to be a so called “band kid.” I actually really liked learning to play music. I took three semesters of guitar and chorus, and one semester of piano. I really like to sing now, but I’m not great at it. If I could chose to have any talent in the world it would probably be singing.
Middle school up through sophomore year of high school was hell. Dealing with puberty, drama with friends, the opposite sex, and the increasingly hard classes, was exhausting. My favorite teacher in high school was my Spanish teacher, Ms. Henderson. …show more content…
I am working on creating and being the person I want to be by, going to the gym as often as I can, majoring in Psychology so I can become some sort of counselor so I can help people that struggle with depression just like I did when I was in middle school and high school. I am also working at Tim Hortons, although I hate it there, so that I can provide myself with money and pay for college. It’s very important to me to be independent. For such a long time I would have to ask other people for things that my parents should’ve done, and paid for me. Now I’m sick of asking people for favors and try to do as much as I can on my own without any help. I can’t wait until the day where I am financially independent and can do everything for myself without the help of other …show more content…
Hopefully by then Bonnie and I will still be together and if we are probably move in together. We will get married one day, have a bunch of kids and live happily forever after. Last year in my senior year of high school I thought up a visual of what I want to look like when I’m older and even though it was a joke then, I think about it a lot. I want to be physically fit and go to the gym often, I want to have a bunch of tattoos on my arms. Like I said earlier, I want to be some kind of counselor, so that means I have to wear professional clothing. I like wearing this kind of clothing now, but it would be more acceptable then, when I am in a professional job environment. In the picture in my head I am wearing like a dark purple button up shirt, with a black tie and a dark grey vest, with the sleeves rolled up, exposing my tattoos and my shiny black watch. The watch will probably be expensive because I hope to be making a good amount of money as a