I have never been one to really enjoy school too much. Starting around my sixth grade year I gradually became less interested in school to the point that now, as a senior, all I want is to be out. Over time the days seem to drag on more and more and days from only a couple years ago seem to blur together.
My Freshman year seems almost forgotten to me. That year, to me, was mainly a process of learning and fitting in to a new environment full of new people. Being a freshman for me wasn't as bad as many people make it out to be; no one put me in a locker or picked on me, it just seemed like any other time I moved schools. As long as you didn't go looking for trouble and weren't annoying, difficult for others to put up with, and you didn't worry about too much, I found that freshman year was just fine for many of my friends.
Sophomore year was alright, but slightly more exciting in certain parts of the year. Although the process of going to school still sucked, I started playing football for the school this year. The season went well enough for me and I felt like although I was still learning a position I had only played once in 5th grade, I played some of my best games and gave it my all. In the last game of the season, however, I fractured my ankle in two places, a moment that is still very clear to me, and I had to have surgery and and two screws put in. After missing two weeks and all of my exams, I came back and had to read just myself to going back to school. Nothing else exciting really happened for about two months as I went from crutches to a boot, and eventually back to walking. In February of the last trimester of the year, however, I met my girlfriend Alexandra and have been with her ever since.
My Junior year was one of the slowest years for me to date. This is the time I was ready to be done with school. I started not caring about grades and let them slip for the majority of the year and I began to doubt myself and the things I wanted to do after I graduated. I wasn't able to actually play football this year due to a long list of injuries the just didn't seem to end and frustrated me like no other, the worst being the fracturing of my left ankle again just above where I had broken it the year before.
Senior year... oh boy. I was ready to be finished before school even started up again. Without meaning to be negative, I just honestly haven't looked forward to much this year. I haven't been excited for much, I've been depressed, and I haven't wanted to be here. I played football again after longs thoughts of if I even wanted to, and during the season I wasn't even sure if I wanted to finish out the year. This was one of the worst internal conflicts I have ever had and the most I have ever been torn between what I wanted to do. Honestly, I'am still sort of upset about it. On the brighter side of things, I have been spending a lot more time with friends, and talking to people I haven't talked to in quite a bit of time. It's really weird to think that in just a few weeks school will be over with and I still don't know what direction I want to go afterwards. I've almost completely thrown out my ideas as to what I wanted to do before this year and now I don't have the slightest idea of what I actually want to do.
My Freshman year seems almost forgotten to me. That year, to me, was mainly a process of learning and fitting in to a new environment full of new people. Being a freshman for me wasn't as bad as many people make it out to be; no one put me in a locker or picked on me, it just seemed like any other time I moved schools. As long as you didn't go looking for trouble and weren't annoying, difficult for others to put up with, and you didn't worry about too much, I found that freshman year was just fine for many of my friends.
Sophomore year was alright, but slightly more exciting in certain parts of the year. Although the process of going to school still sucked, I started playing football for the school this year. The season went well enough for me and I felt like although I was still learning a position I had only played once in 5th grade, I played some of my best games and gave it my all. In the last game of the season, however, I fractured my ankle in two places, a moment that is still very clear to me, and I had to have surgery and and two screws put in. After missing two weeks and all of my exams, I came back and had to read just myself to going back to school. Nothing else exciting really happened for about two months as I went from crutches to a boot, and eventually back to walking. In February of the last trimester of the year, however, I met my girlfriend Alexandra and have been with her ever since.
My Junior year was one of the slowest years for me to date. This is the time I was ready to be done with school. I started not caring about grades and let them slip for the majority of the year and I began to doubt myself and the things I wanted to do after I graduated. I wasn't able to actually play football this year due to a long list of injuries the just didn't seem to end and frustrated me like no other, the worst being the fracturing of my left ankle again just above where I had broken it the year before.
Senior year... oh boy. I was ready to be finished before school even started up again. Without meaning to be negative, I just honestly haven't looked forward to much this year. I haven't been excited for much, I've been depressed, and I haven't wanted to be here. I played football again after longs thoughts of if I even wanted to, and during the season I wasn't even sure if I wanted to finish out the year. This was one of the worst internal conflicts I have ever had and the most I have ever been torn between what I wanted to do. Honestly, I'am still sort of upset about it. On the brighter side of things, I have been spending a lot more time with friends, and talking to people I haven't talked to in quite a bit of time. It's really weird to think that in just a few weeks school will be over with and I still don't know what direction I want to go afterwards. I've almost completely thrown out my ideas as to what I wanted to do before this year and now I don't have the slightest idea of what I actually want to do.