Tenth grade

As humans, we all have things we are good at and others that we aren’t even competent in. For some it might be math and people skills respectively, for others the opposite. For the majority of my life I’ve been working on one of the most important skills for my future –Learning. In the world of philosophy one of the greatest assets is the mind and its ability to learn and question. Like most students I’ve been thought that to be a good student you have to abide by everything the teacher tells you. From making note cards to vocabulary tests. Unfortunately for me my greatest strength is also my kryptonite. By the time I entered second grade I knew there was something different about me and my learning methods. The teachers often sent me out of the class, mind you not for the reasons you think. I wasn’t a problem child whatsoever, but I did have the answers to next week’s lesson 99 percent of the time. It was a twisted kind of gift – being able to retain so much information without the slightest work, and being intelligent enough to rationalize at such an early age yet not really allowed to progress with my education at a pace I felt comfortable with. Often when the…

simplist of homework assignments. Up until the ninth grade, I was able to get by on procrastination. The middle school I went to really wanted the students to believe we were being prepared for high school. But we…

career in science however, I didn’t know exactly what area of science. I took biology in the ninth grade and I found it interesting but it wasn’t an area I saw myself specializing in. Chemistry on the other hand was much more intriguing for me and was a subject area I could see myself working in, however I’m not an impulsive person and wanted to be sure I actually enjoy the subject and taking a higher level course would help me reassure myself that it was something I actually wanted to do. It…

I kept going back to my doctor and she would tell me the same thing. That it was my anemia was getting worse and that was all, though my levels never seemed to move. I knew deep down inside it was much more than my simple anemia. That year was the same as my ninth grade year, not great and very weak. Finally, that summer we moved to a new town, where I started to see a new doctor. I had hope that maybe she would find what was wrong with me, but like the first doctor she said the same thing and…

I enter in the small dimly lit room, exchanging polite smiles with the one other students that still linger in Mrs. Dean’s tenth grade English classroom. Making a repetitive back and forth trek after setting my things down and walking back to the white board. Where the black and white paper cutout of a classmates face sits; held up by a single piece of tape, surrounded by the dry erase markings from the day befores lunch artwork. His face is placed over the drawn on body of a penguin, only to be…

socially. Academically, I had to study more and give up more of the little free time I have. Just because of my busy school schedule, I learned to plan out my life more efficiently and noticed I had to sacrifice many things on the way. From all my hard work put into school, I have achieved a few academic awards. I achieved many music awards and an award in Medical Math. Socially, high school has changed me A LOT because of the people I became friends with. Just from my friends, I met many…

quickly turned around and left the classroom, the only thing that I had going through my head was Mr. Rase stroking his long 2 foot beard and stamping the word “FAIL” in all capital letters on my test. It was about three o’clock when I arrived home. I grabbed my backpack and sprinted inside because of the thunder. I ran into my room, shut my door, and jumped in bed. I then grabbed my ACT textbook and started going over the best tips to pass the test. Usually people can take the ACT more…

was self-paced, which meant that I could log into BlackBoard any time and take my tests whenever I pleased. I didn’t have to set my alarm, or get up and get dressed every day. I could crawl out of bed at noon and brew my coffee and lay in bed and take my test in my underwear if I pleased. Not that I haven’t shown up to some of my exams in my pajamas (and have gotten both approving and judgmental looks), but I’m sure the whole showing up in your underwear won’t fly with the professors. You’re…

Junior year was an exciting year. I was no longer a baby under classman, and I had finally graduated into being an upper classman. Softball had a different feeling this year. I still loved playing and my teammates, but some of my teammates did not. Most of the ones that were ready for the season to be over were seniors. This meant the juniors really had to step it up. We never truly came together as one unit. We still had a winning season, and even hosted the region tournament. Region tournament…

her poor screen. I went into straight panic. She was working fine but I could barely see over the spider web like cracks all over her. It was a sad night. She only lasted a couple of days after that. Luckily, I had apple care on her so I got a replacement (it wasn’t free but it was a replacement) and that was how Lémon 2 was born. Okay, back to school stuff. I took French II that semester because French is something I can literally do in my sleep and so I thought it’d be a great GPA…