Prior to middle school, I thought I was satisfied with my position. I had friends, got along with my teachers, excelled in sports, and got decent grades in my classes. Back then, I thought this well-roundedness I sought between these necessities would offer me self-satisfaction. Little did I know, however, that I was going to confront this well-rounded nature of mine during my first awards ceremony in middle school. Among the most intelligent, artistic or athletic of the students present there, I was the one of the few who simply struggled to stand out. I lacked the intelligence and hard-working demeanor to gain Honors with Distinction nor was I artistic enough to have my artwork renown by the public. I was the jack-of-all-trades, yet I mastered
