I was good at tennis. As a matter of fact, I was great at tennis. I was on top of the world, traveling and having a great time playing the sport I loved. That is, until I got my first B in school. I spent days wailing over my lost 4.0 and imagining a better world where I still had my 4.0 GPA, truth be told getting that B changed my live for the better. After crying for a few days I made the toughest decision in my life, to quit tennis. The thought had been mulling over in my head for a few days, heck, a few months; I would imagine a world where I had no difficulty juggling a STEM high school and a competitive sport that I would practice for 8 hours a day. But, sadly, that alternative world does not exist. Honestly, playing tennis and trying
