"high school memoirs"

I will never forget the day I graduated from my elementary school. That day was the most excellent day I’ve ever been through because is was my final year in elementary and my first graduation in my life. Furthermore, the next year I would be in high school with most of my friends. My first day as a freshman was kind of scary. That morning it was pretty hard to wake up since I haven't woken up that early in a while. I wasn't used to the high school environment. Although there are some obvious similarities between junior high and high school, the two are very different in regards to academics, sports, and activities.Everyone has heard or been told, “high school is what you make of it.” High school is in fact what you make of it, but it is also the time of great change in everybody. Entering grade nine you still feel like a kid, your post-secondary and career choices are far from top priority. However, by grade twelve we become more mature and grow into young adults. Personally looking back to my grade nine self and comparing her to my grade twelve self of today, I am able to see changes in my character, my athletics and my goals. “Right before we entered high school everyone was nervous, my intention of high school was it was still the same expect that we had to study harder and turn in home work assignment on time.” My friends always asked me, aren’t you scared or nervous to go into high school and I said “no why should we its still school, and school isn’t scary real life is.” I was always the kid that took risks and asked the teachers for questions that no one wanted to and led group projects. I was determined on being somebody in high school rather then just a regular kid and always had a great charisma to talk to people and make a lot of friends.


Freshman year. Can’t we just leave it at that? It sucked. There is no other way to explain it. Everyday seemed like it was the longest. I went through freshman year in a daze. I didn’t care what my grades were. Honestly, I didn’t care about anything. I would dress how I wanted and act outrageous. If I could meet my freshman self, I probably would of smacked me. Even though I was a slacker, I only failed Biology and Algebra. I was able to take Algebra in the summer and I got the same awesome teacher for Biology my sophomore year. Everything turned out to be alright and I wasn’t held back.
Sophomore year was a lot better. That year I got a three week winter break. As I was coming back from lunch, my friend told me to pick a fight with the girl in front of me. Well, being a sophomore, I was easily influenced. So I got in a fight with the girl. It wasn’t all that bad. When I got home, it was bad. My dad yelled some and my mom was disappointed. But when they were done, I remembered I have three weeks off in a row. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea, but I got a lot of free time.


I have had so much fun, but I am ready to move on with my life and explore the world. These weren’t my best years but I am ready for them to start. I had my ups and downs in school but all in all, I will try to remember most of it.