I grew up in a life where I was told I needed to go to church at 8:20 every Tuesday, had to wear collared shirts of only red, white, or blue that are to be tucked into my khaki pants, held up by the mandatory belt, and I had better pray to Jesus that I can sneak past the teachers with my forbidden neon socks. This life was Catholic School. Attending Resurrection, honestly, was pretty fantastic; of course, no kid wanted to wear those tragic uniforms every day when they know other kids are wearing sweatpants, but I enjoyed school. This all changed when I graduated from middle school and it was time for high school. I walked into Mater Dei knowing exactly where to go to meet my best friends, the best friends that carried over from Resurrection. This didn’t last long. I probably should’ve seen this coming, nevertheless, I was crushed when I finally realized our little group had fallen apart. In addition to losing my friends, I hated soccer. The coach was crazy. The sport was too competitive, and I began to despise it. For the remainder of the year, I just tried to find where I could fit in again. As freshman year dragged itself across the finish line, I was miserable.
I was conversing with a friend from Mount Vernon talking about how I hated school, and we were joking around about how I should transfer schools and go to Mount Vernon next year. The idea was nowhere near as crazy as I had thought at first. I told my mom about the preposterous conversation and to my astonishment,
Being a freshman is the hardest of your four years in high school. Have you ever been pressured to be the best person you can be? This is how my year was as a freshman. Freshman year was the most different I never thought I would of found my way around the school when I first started to go there. Freshman year was the best year throughout my years of high school and it was the only year I had friends. During this year I had a lot of anxieties which dealt with me thinking I’m gonna be alone and not have any friends throughout the year to support me through the whole thing. Also, I would think of the pressure of not doing good in any of my classes so I would think it would affect my GPA in the future. The transition from middle school to high school was a different type of thing to do.
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After freshman year, I put the past behind me. Being the positive and optimistic student athlete that I was, little did I know that soccer was not in my future for my sophomore year of high school. I've always adored playing sports, but to be able to represent my school would be outstanding. Getting cut from the middle school soccer team multiple seasons really made an impact in my life. Countless hours of training finally led to the one moment I have always waited for. The coach handed me the small, terrifying paper which for once, was not so terrifying. Markings within the paper signaled that I had made the freshman soccer team, sparking new hope in my future with the sport. Having the most ideal soccer season that I have ever had led me to try out the following season as a sophomore.
Since the dawn of time I have always been that shy kid in the back of the class. Through my elementary school years I was known as the teacher's pet and I loved it. I would always be the one to help my teachers with grading papers, or being able to write on the board. Basically, I got away with a lot of stuff. Fast forward a few years and we end up in middle school. Some of the best and worst days of my life. My shyness still followed me like a shadow but every once and awhile that shadow disappeared when someone broke through and took the time to get to know me. I’m usually not the one to go up to people and start a conversation, I let people do that. In my head I think, ‘if they want to talk to me then they will’. This is the reason I have few friends, I’m very selective. So with my few friends we stuck around and made it to eighth grade where we got all pumped up for high school and we started to hear about this five year plan called early college. We went on a field trip soon after and I fell in love with the opportunity for a brighter future in a shorter amount of time. I quickly applied but tried not to think about it much because I knew that if I did that I would get my hopes up when they were only selecting a handful of kids from our school. I had this doubt in the back of my mind that I wouldn’t be good enough for this school when everyone around me kept telling me I’d make it. To my surprise, I did. When I got accepted it was one of the biggest life changing
Throughout my life, I’ve experienced periods of time where my interest in an activity would peak. Sometimes it was a television show, other times a game, and, on rare occasions a class I had at school. When I first got to high school, I was unsure how it would shape me as I grew into an adult. Before going to my first day at high school though, I had my first day somewhere else: Millstone trails, where I would spend much of my next four years after school running for cross country practice. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Joining the team had been an on the whim decision to obtain a P.E. credit while saving a block in my schedule for a class I could actually learn in and enjoy. I had never run at all before, much less the distances that were expected from me. What I truly never expected though was for that sport to have almost as big an influence on me as my entire high school education did.
Everything started anew, I was all by myself. While I was busy getting used to the school and making new friends, I also discovered a new passion, soccer. Through soccer I was able to meet some of my most loyal friends. We would often get together and play soccer against other classes.
My Life has never been easy. I’ve never been the smartest or the most athletic which has brought me down lots of times because I have always envied the people who can get an A on the super hard math test or the person who is good at every sport just magically, but me, I’ve always been the funny girl; the girl thats always happy and smiley. Everyday I put on a smile and try to be nice to everyone even during hard times. Being this outgoing person has given me opportunities in school to branch out and meet new people, learn, and help shape the person I am today. Throughout this long, but short journey of high school I have experienced many events and situations that I would never regret.
When I was younger, I feared and thought deeply about the struggles my family and I faced. Today, those same struggles represent invaluable learning experiences, growth, and perseverance. My grandmother and parents, whom I live with, are from India. Both my parents juggled two jobs for many years, so that they could provide for our family. My family and I started out by living in a one-room apartment. The racial stereotypes and discrimination surrounding us made it even more difficult to find an identity. However, my parents did not let any obstacle hinder them from providing a successful future for their children. There is no greater inspiration in my life than their strong-willed perseverance and hard work. In my family, I am the first to be a college student. As a first-generation college student, it was challenging at times to navigate through the first years without guidance, but I quickly learned to efficiently use available resources. Alongside a lifelong liking for math, I also possessed a keen interest in solving problems that are challenging and require attention to detail. My passion for computer programming stems from those same interests. The decision to major in the field of Computer Science now seems very fitting. However, it was not always so clear.
The summer before my freshman year of highschool I decided to have a party with all my friends. My dad had purchased a blow screen and a projector so I could watch movies in the back with my friends. My parent told me I had limit of 16 of kids I could have over and I thought that was ridiculous and like any other rebellious teenager I invited all my friends over and told them to invite whomever they wanted. Instead of 16 people over I ended up having around 60 kids from my grade show up, including a some kids from valley that I had never even met before. Though many more people came over than my parents expected, they were not mad at me. That was something I always really appreciated about my parents, how understanding they were to my free spirit. As long as I kept everything under control I would not be in trouble with my them. My mom was so impressed by the turn out she took a picture of all of us. I remember being so happy to be the one responsible for having everyone get together that night to just watch movies and hangout in my backyard for a good night.
Sixth grade seem like a century ago, yet I still have vivid sometimes frightening memories of that wretched year. I still remember the day we learned about Idioms. How amazing it was to my sixth-grade mind that I could use these unusual phrases to describe what I was experiencing. Today I will use my most valuable sixth grade English skills and pair my favorite idiom to my experiences.
4th grade was a filled with chaos. Even if I try to remember one moment, I can only pull out blurry images. But out of all of these foggy memories, one stands above all. Three years back, I’m standing in front of the whole class; face as red like blood as everyone gawks and laughs. How I got into this situation is a long story. Very little did I know, it would alter my singing ‘career’.
High School isn’t easy at all and you’re starting at a new school. For Me it was very hard. I barely knew anyone at the school, so my whole 9th grade year I was to myself. I was the very quiet girl that sat in the back and people probably thought I was weird. But, I didn’t Know anyone. Yes, My sister was a Senior and We had like one class together but, other than that I didn’t talk to anyone really. I tried my best to get to know different people and try to step out my box but it was sooo hard. I didn’t know anyone. There was a lot of mean people in High School, High school is very cruel and horrible and I hate high school. I knew before I started it was going to be very hard I thought it was going to be simple and fun. It wasn’t neither of those to be honest.
Graduating high school was something I will forever cherish. To be staring over and moving on to college where I could actually work towards a career that I anticipated I had been wanting to do for years now was very overwhelming but exciting at the same time. Thankfully my hard work in high school paid off and I had gotten into the school of my choice, The University of New Hampshire, where I would be studying towards business administration with a focus in finance. Everything I had thought I had wanted at this time fell perfectly into my hands. Little did I know I would be taking a whole different route than I had anticipated.