It all started when I was in middle school, when my math teacher decided I was ready to move on to a more advanced math class. When she broke the news to me that morning, that starting tomorrow I would be placed in an honors class. It seemed surreal to me that a teacher would even believe in me that much, to …show more content…
The only way I knew I could but a end to it was I had to drop my studies and started to hang out with my friends. I’ve made bad choices in my life but this one was far from the one I made in the past. I slept on it for a week or two, I knew this decision would either make or break my life. I had to choice friendship and approval or education. Sadly I didn 't the route that could possibly guaranteed a college scholarship. I choose the route that might put me in with the wrong crowd. I knew if I had choice to go down that path I might have to drop my studies completely. I didn 't make honor every marking like I used to, I did manage to stay in math honors. Unfortunately, I couldn 't keep well on my promise to keep a 90 average throughout my high school year. I made sure that I would never get anything lower than a B on my math