Friday, December 5, 2008

High school

My four years of high school were okay for a change. My first year of high school was dreadful. I was not focused like I should have been, making it harder for me to have a good time. I was trying to fit in when I knew they were not my friends to begin with. My ninth grade year was a mess. I did not like some of my teachers. I should have tried to do better and not worry about what looked cool and what did not. As the days were passing by, I was smart enough to know what is right and what is wrong. Even though I did not do as good as I should have, I made up my mind to focus the next year. It went okay the next year because I knew what was going on around school. I did better this year. I was happy with myself because I had focus more on my work. I made the colorguard team for the varsity band. I was going to have something to do. I put my best in the colorguard team, even though I was scared of the pole. I know this is sad but after I knocked my front tooth. Evern though it was tragic, I gained courage and bravery from that hit. I became good at twirling that six foot pole with a weight. I did that for three years in high school. I started to be myself and not worry about what people had to say. If they did not like how I did things, then too bad on them. I still had a lot to look forward to.

My junior year, I finally had my driver's license. I was able to drive to school almost everyday. I felt better because I had one more year until I become a senior. I was still in the varsity band twirling the flag on the field. That was the year that my band director killed himself but we had to go on. The days passed by quickly. I finally made it to my senior. I felt like I was on top of the world. That year, I was able to drive to school everyday. I had ordered my graduation stuff and was excited. I did not have that many classes to deal with. The days passed by even quicker. Next thing you know, I was wearing my cap and gown with a white stole for honors on graduation day. I was so proud of what I accomplished.

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