In life there there is that single day that will change your life, or make you recall your past paving the way for you to change. That day for me was March 18, 2016, my 17th birthday. As the morning came by me, i woke up and began my day normally by following my normal routine. Shower, brush, eat then head to school. Following school i was welcomed by a surprise by my parents and siblings, a surprise which i did expect but acted as if i didn´t. Everyone chanted Happy Birthday, and i replied back with a smile, which would later be turned into a frown of despair. As i blew out my candles, my mother said to me ¨Make a wish¨, in which i didn 't know what to say. As i stood thinking she said ¨Just think about your life and everything that has
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In my head when sophomore year was approaching i thought it would be better since i would learn from my mistakes but it did not, it became much worse than freshman year. I came in different than freshman year with confidence, and hoping my life would ease up. Just to clarify i was never depressed or thought of suiciding at any moment i was just stressed but decided to keep going on with life since i always said to myself “You will never become successful without hard work¨, something i would grow up to regret saying. In my sophomore year work was of ease, and it did not make time harder for me, but with boxing on my back it was difficult to comply with what i was doing. My sleep was minimal, and i was told to quit boxing, and just continue on my studies since iḿ going to be mentally damaged. I held on to that thought for a few months and once i noticed that i stayed up at times, and i was only getting less than 5 hours of sleep i said to myself ¨This is not living, this is just hell¨. Therefore, one day i decided to confront my boxing trainer and told him i was going to take a few weeks off and he told me it was unacceptable since it will hinder my progress. Ii was bound to fight in Madison Square Garden 2 months …show more content…
After sophomore year, came junior the hardest year yet. Frankly, i do not care how hard it is since if you have time and all you’re doing is school work for a dream then it will be easy. But i couldn’t do boxing and i had to quit my job because of all the AP classes. A few months in i saw that i had beautiful grades and good tests score, but i was not satisfied in life at all. When march came in, i turned 17 and i noticed that my studies has overgrown my dreams and hindered my future. A week after i turned 17, i began boxing again and this time my sleep reduced from 5-6 hours to only 3 hours, sometimes i even stayed awake. I was killing my body until the point where i started to get microsleeps in school. I still kept my grades up, and was doing great but mentally and physically i was dead. The echoes of other students complaining about homework, tests, and school while doing nothing else in life was killing me. I was getting annoyed and irritated by all these students complaining, but i didn’t say anything. As of now i’m more satisfied than i ever was all these years because now i know that i’m pursuing my dreams and making school a secondary option. A secondary option that i still give 110%
In my head when sophomore year was approaching i thought it would be better since i would learn from my mistakes but it did not, it became much worse than freshman year. I came in different than freshman year with confidence, and hoping my life would ease up. Just to clarify i was never depressed or thought of suiciding at any moment i was just stressed but decided to keep going on with life since i always said to myself “You will never become successful without hard work¨, something i would grow up to regret saying. In my sophomore year work was of ease, and it did not make time harder for me, but with boxing on my back it was difficult to comply with what i was doing. My sleep was minimal, and i was told to quit boxing, and just continue on my studies since iḿ going to be mentally damaged. I held on to that thought for a few months and once i noticed that i stayed up at times, and i was only getting less than 5 hours of sleep i said to myself ¨This is not living, this is just hell¨. Therefore, one day i decided to confront my boxing trainer and told him i was going to take a few weeks off and he told me it was unacceptable since it will hinder my progress. Ii was bound to fight in Madison Square Garden 2 months …show more content…
After sophomore year, came junior the hardest year yet. Frankly, i do not care how hard it is since if you have time and all you’re doing is school work for a dream then it will be easy. But i couldn’t do boxing and i had to quit my job because of all the AP classes. A few months in i saw that i had beautiful grades and good tests score, but i was not satisfied in life at all. When march came in, i turned 17 and i noticed that my studies has overgrown my dreams and hindered my future. A week after i turned 17, i began boxing again and this time my sleep reduced from 5-6 hours to only 3 hours, sometimes i even stayed awake. I was killing my body until the point where i started to get microsleeps in school. I still kept my grades up, and was doing great but mentally and physically i was dead. The echoes of other students complaining about homework, tests, and school while doing nothing else in life was killing me. I was getting annoyed and irritated by all these students complaining, but i didn’t say anything. As of now i’m more satisfied than i ever was all these years because now i know that i’m pursuing my dreams and making school a secondary option. A secondary option that i still give 110%