I can recall my recent summer when I challenged myself to do tremendous homework. Looking back to my previous summers, they are all boring, so I encouraged myself to take drivers education for my license next year, test out of Algebra 2 and P.E., work at my parent’s nail salon to earn some cash, do my AP History and Advanced English homework, practiced my viola for Symphonic Orchestra, read during the night, and study for the S.A.T. (which was indeed, way too early for me). I was prompted to act because I recently found my ambitions for my future. My goals are to become some sort of engineer (undecided, but it’s related to this field), have the highest GPA possible, and get accepted into University of Michigan
These ambitions didn’t hit me at the speed of light, but naturally throughout my ninth grade as I transition to a broader level of education. But with the thought that three months away from school was good enough to work on these tasks, time utterly proved me wrong through several results… …show more content…
After running past my grandma and forgetting to pick up my brothers from school, they assumed I was up to something insane. Indeed, I was insane! Each day, I strived to learn three sections a day–two chapters per week–a whole semester of work crammed into a month. None of my family members were pleased with my extremes, my younger brothers just looked at me with serious laughter, judging me for being too smart. “Let’s go play outside Steven,” my younger brother stated excitedly. “I have homework to do… please let me study… you can play alone,” I explained calmly. He didn’t acknowledge the hard work I put into school, but I still lived till this day taking no
These ambitions didn’t hit me at the speed of light, but naturally throughout my ninth grade as I transition to a broader level of education. But with the thought that three months away from school was good enough to work on these tasks, time utterly proved me wrong through several results… …show more content…
After running past my grandma and forgetting to pick up my brothers from school, they assumed I was up to something insane. Indeed, I was insane! Each day, I strived to learn three sections a day–two chapters per week–a whole semester of work crammed into a month. None of my family members were pleased with my extremes, my younger brothers just looked at me with serious laughter, judging me for being too smart. “Let’s go play outside Steven,” my younger brother stated excitedly. “I have homework to do… please let me study… you can play alone,” I explained calmly. He didn’t acknowledge the hard work I put into school, but I still lived till this day taking no