i don’t know what i should be feeling right now. i end my high school classes officially tomorrow, then it’s just to wait for judgment day. ) it’s not that i doubt i’m not going to graduate… i’m just not sure about my academic standing. that was all i was striving to do my entire high school. well, i’m feeling torn apart about it, though. i know it’s not exactly worth my time to just focus on keeping my mother happy with what i’m doing, but i think because of that, i’m letting myself go. not in that case, just i think i could have done better in school. i’m doing fine, but maybe that’s just it. well, i’m relieved of high school in two weeks. now heading on to college!
Archive for June, 2010
I’m only 16 years old. But i’ve come to a point in my life where decision making is important. I have enrolled in the military, and it seems that it is the path i would love to take. I mean both my father and brother are in the Forces. It’s a career i would love to follow, but yet on the other hand since i was a kid i have always dreamed on becoming a lawyer. My grades are high enough and it would be something i would love to work to become. Both are great career choices, it’s just i feel that if i don’t stay with the military i would be letting everyone in my family down, but if i do join the forces i go into a career that isn’t something i would be happy doing. What should I do?
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hi!!!! my name is pablo and i live in costa rica, i have the 7 habits of highly efecctive teens and is so so nice!! i but it because i study english and i had to buy it because my teachers said that the book is best opcion to know more about grammar and because is the best book for teens
I teach your book to a group of 30 freshmen every six weeks at a high school in Louisville, KY. I was a little unsure at the start of the year how the book would go over with these students, but I was surprised! They enjoy the book and use the workbook offered. Thank you for this wonderful little book that continues to delight and amaze my students!
Clarifying everything is a little hard to do. So, I am just going to start from the usual beginning. I am a sophomore in High school and will attend college eventually. My personality is based on my writing and the places I am in, such as my room. I am a long distance runner, but I used to play softball. Ok, here goes.
I started fastpitch softball because I was encouraged by the movie The Sandlot. Then, I get into Fall and Spring league ball. I became a pitcher and put effort into it. I became a star pitcher on the All-Star team and received many trophies. After all that, my parents started controlling my efforts by putting me in try-outs for Select Teams. At times, I was in control of them, but at most times, they were.
People say I worry too much. They were right. I was always nervous before any practice or game. I begged for it to rain! The moments of cancellations set me free and I am the happiest ever. But, then again, it cleared up and I had to proceed with softball. I cried every night begging to get out. Suicidal moments never arose. I then realized that my sensitivity toward everything was raising the roof. I couldn’t talk, I was always depressed, I missed the free weekend days, and I never caught on with my friends.
Softball ended in my life after the summer of ’08. I was the happiest ever. I could finally breathe. But there were times I mourned my early teenage life of all those years playing softball (11-15 years old). I lost so many friends. The movie night we had never arose. Not to mention my love life…no date in 2 years. So, now I run in cross country and track. I have friends and ever since softball ended, more sleep for me. That’s just 1 chapter of my life. A depressing start to my teen years.
I need to point out something. Society is hard to control these days. You watch football on a Friday night and see entertainment. All I see is something I would die from.
The reason we have sports is to have fun, or see fun. Softball is one harsh sport. A game is a game! You either win or lose! The softball coach I had in High school, (just my freshman year), was…weird. It’s like looking in a mirror smiling and seeing your reflection just staring at you as if you were stupid. The coaches have favorites and punish you for your wrong-doings…that’s why I was always nervous.
I’ll tell an example of an episode of a game: I was in left field and it was slightly slippery. A ball went over 3rd base and hit against the shed. I jogged over there and slipped while preparing to grab the ball…they were mad at me…for laughing about it and being careless. I was having fun…all they cared about was torturing the other team.
There were 2 captains on the JV team. Guess what? If we did something in practice that was misguiding (not hustling), then the coaches would tear them up! I thought it was unfair! I grew so crazy about it, I felt pure pain. Why give us all the punishment and blame if we’re having fun?! I wanted to go to the cops or tell someone that the sports have become insane! You can play a sport for fun if EVERYONE is accepted, but you can’t play a sport for fun if the coaches make it that way!
I’ll sum it up for you: softball ruined my life at the end. I had fun, but no one accepted it. I can never go back to my plain self again all because of the sports today.
Supporting face: in medieval times, hopscotch was used by the Roman soldiers during training, and is now for kids on concrete. The sport of softball is just the opposite.
I need help coping with the beginning of my depressing teen years. Please help me.
I hate school this year. My teachers do not know how to teach and their always out to get people. As a result, im turning into and A and B student when im usually a straight A student. This is very depressing and I dread coming home to my mom who yells at me about my grades. Not only is my teachers’ ways of teaching affecting me, but its affecting my relationship with my family. I just wish I could be in 6th grade again where I loved my teachers, I loved my grades, and I loved coming home to my mom. Now it’s just the complete opposite. What should I do?
On June 6th my best friend Ashton hung herself. She was one of my best friends, she listened to me when I had problems and was really fun to hang out with. A couple hours before Ashton hung herself me and our other friend Marissa were at her house celebrating the fact that school was out. Before we left Ash’s house her mood changed but none of us bothered to ask her whats wrong asumming that she was mad we couldn’t sleep over. That night at about 11 we heard an ambulance come down the street (I was sleeping over Marissa’s house and she lives a couple houses down from Ash). Me and Marissa looked out her window and saw it had stopped a Ash’s house so we decided to go over there in our pajamas. I saw the look on John’s (Ash’s stepdad) face and knew it was Ashton. He told us what happened and asked us if Ashton was depressed or told us something but she didn’t. Even though it’s been 6 months since she died I can’t help to think that maybe if we asked her what was wrong we could’ve talked her out of doing it. I feel like I had something to do with her death. I also found out that her death was an accidental suicide meaning she only wanted to scare her parents, she didn’t actually want to die. I haven’t really been the same since she died. So that’s my story. I love you and miss you Ashton Leigh! R.I.P.!
Please, don’t be afraid to be different. I know that in this world today doing what is popular is the only way they look on you as a somebody, but doing what is popular is not always the right thing. I know that it is hard, but we have to stand up for our standards or the 7 Habits. Our world is greatly lacking in leaders and with the way it is now we need to be leaders. We need to be those who people look up to so that they can have a model of what is right and good, not what is popular. Just recently I shared with one of my classes that I did not like the Twilight books because I felt that they were below my standards. I know that it is hard, but I know that you can do it. I know that if you do, you will feel happiness, and you will feel content. Please, don’t be afraid to be different.
* keep my integrity intact no matter the circumstance.
* love my parents unconditionally and thank them every day.
* be kind to those who do me wrong because it’s right.
* see the humor in every situation.
* remain true to myself, even through peer pressure.
* do what I want.
* live for the moment.