I always had distractions, whether if it was drama or boy drama I never seemed to have my mind set to learning. Most of my distractions were drama-related. I always got in trouble also and whenever teachers would call my parents I would constantly think about what my consequences were. People would think I was just too lazy to do my work, but in reality I was just always distracted although, I did have some lazy days. Also, I needed to find out who I wanted to be. Trying so many things to find out if they were in my interest got boring. Soon, school kids started labeling me as that “weird girl” so that’s what I was known for. Did I mind being weird? Not until it built up to the point where people would be mean to me about it and make fun of me. That’s when I realized I needed to stand up for myself so I did. I became mean and rude when I needed to be. From that day forward I wasn’t afraid to stand up for myself. Finally, I was trying my best to pass sixth grade. Considering my distractions I had failing grades in every class. Once my parents became very disappointed in me because of their high expectations for me, I felt terrible. Knowing I failed them made me mad at myself so I tried my best to at least pass grade. Although that may sound like a very low goal, to me it was very high because I wasn’t really good at any
I always had distractions, whether if it was drama or boy drama I never seemed to have my mind set to learning. Most of my distractions were drama-related. I always got in trouble also and whenever teachers would call my parents I would constantly think about what my consequences were. People would think I was just too lazy to do my work, but in reality I was just always distracted although, I did have some lazy days. Also, I needed to find out who I wanted to be. Trying so many things to find out if they were in my interest got boring. Soon, school kids started labeling me as that “weird girl” so that’s what I was known for. Did I mind being weird? Not until it built up to the point where people would be mean to me about it and make fun of me. That’s when I realized I needed to stand up for myself so I did. I became mean and rude when I needed to be. From that day forward I wasn’t afraid to stand up for myself. Finally, I was trying my best to pass sixth grade. Considering my distractions I had failing grades in every class. Once my parents became very disappointed in me because of their high expectations for me, I felt terrible. Knowing I failed them made me mad at myself so I tried my best to at least pass grade. Although that may sound like a very low goal, to me it was very high because I wasn’t really good at any