This I believe final
Life isn’t about
finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself. There once was a time in my life I had no
ambition, middle school, I had no thought of what people thought of me or what
I looked like, I basically had no real shame.
All I did was stay home, plant myself in my bed and lock my mind in a
video game with no thoughts of anything except get more Pokémon. In school I
snuck my video games into class and played whenever the teacher wasn’t looking.
At the same time strangers tried be my friend and my family attempted to
converse with me, but I blew it all off. Soon I became alone and video games
became my reality and purpose.
Then
one day my games were taken away from me, and I had no idea what to do. In
order to earn it back my parents told me I had to become a more social family
oriented person. At first I disregarded it and instead stayed in my room all
day and night to watch TV. I thought, I’ll be who I want. By the start of 8th
grade I found myself with friends, but it wasn’t the kind who were good
company. With these friends I had gotten into 3 fights in my first semester, I
had been label as a stoner and my grades were between 0 and 30 percent. Also at
first my parent were pleased I made friends but after they found out who my
friends were, they were easily unhappy. So they banned me from my newly found
friends. Then I was back at square one, I had to make new friends, raise my
grades, and still please my parents.
I
had one semester left until I was moving schools, I was moving to a whole new
district with all new people, all new surroundings, and an a brand new start. I
half looked forward and half didn’t, I didn’t want to go because I had a
girlfriend but I wanted to go because I had a bad record. But this was my
chance to recreate myself as a whole. I could become a whole new person, I
didn’t have to be known as a stoner or an ex-loner. Also I noticed something; I
didn’t need games anymore, I wasn’t even worrying about them. I was thinking of
changing because I wanted to change, not because I would get my games back. But
before I was going to leave to my new school
I wanted to at least try and end my middle school years on a good note.
I went in every break, lunch and after school hours to see my teachers for help
and assistance, also while I was in class getting help I met some new people. I
was able to end the year with solid B’s and C’s, not the perfect grades but
better that F’s.
I
didn’t need to wait for puberty in order to mature, all it took was a little
effort, all I had to do was push myself. With a little effort I was able to
make friends with nice cool people who were the right crowd, also I was able
better my grades. Sitting in my room doing nothing caused opportunities to
waste away, I could’ve of been with friends, or volunteering, or doing chores,
or at least doing something selfless. With that push I was able to create a
good name for myself and hold a better head on my sholder.
Throughout
life we will go through many events which alter our personality and who we are
as a whole. These changes aren’t us trying to discover who we are its us taking
it into our own hands and creating who we want to be. If I stayed a hermit and
didn’t try to better who I was I would have never been able to get acceptable
grades, surround myself with a good crowd and have good relations with my
family. Instead I would have no friends, be stupid, and always be under punishment.
“Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.” -George
Bernard Shaw.
This i believe...
There once was a
time in my life I had no ambition, aka middle school, all I did was stay home
plant myself in my bed and lock my mind in a video game, no thoughts of
anything except get my Pokemon to level 90 and beat the Pokemon league. In
school I snuck my Nintendo DS into class and played whenever the teacher wasn’t
looking. Acquaintances tried to befriend me and family attempted to converse
with me, I blew it all off. Soon I became a lone and video games became my
reality and purpose. Whenever video games were taken from me for a while suicide
crossed my mind more than once.
It
wasn’t the fact I was without games, it was the fact I was alone in the world
which lead me to think of committing suicide. My games were taken away until I earned
it, I was half forced half encouraged to make friends and to also become a part
of the family. As I made attempts I discovered people called me hermit, which
was what I was. Then a feeling of ambition finally found me, shake the hermit
label. So at the beginning of my 8th grade year I worked on my
personality, and my socializing. Soon I attracted a crowd, I was surrounded by
people who liked me, I didn’t necessarily like them, they weren’t really the
ideal people but I still had friends. After I surrounded myself with people and
shook the hermit label, but I got a new label, and it was worse. Stoner.
Living
in Waianae being known as a stoner was a good thing amongst immature 8th
graders, but many others frowned upon it. My grades were still at an all time
low, but my self-esteem and confidence was high. Teachers hated me but I was
popular. Since friends where checked off of the list I focused my attention to family
problems, at home I was still an irresponsible immature ignorant brat. I lazily
went about chores with disregard to my time wasted on weekends. Majority of the
weekends I spent cleaning or partying with other stoners. My parents easily
noticed my neglect to my education and responsibility so they grounded me. No
going out and no hanging out with the wrong crowd.
So
I was back to square one, make friends, fix relations at home and raise grades.
I focused on grades first this time, I went in for tutoring and spent extra
time studying. Within a month I was back on track with grades, I was getting
solid B’s in all my classes and since I was going in to study I befriended
better people. Since I was with better people and had better grades I could focus
on home, my parents took notice to my attempts to better myself and allowed me
to go out a little more. So by the end
of 8th grade my grades were B’s and C’s, my relations at home were
slowly repairing, and I was with the right crowd.
“Life
isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.” -George Bernard
Shaw. Throughout life we will go through many events which alter our
personality and who we are as a whole. These changes aren’t us trying to
discover who we are its us taking it into our own hands and creating who we
want to be. If I stayed a hermit and didn’t try to better who I was I would
have never been able to get acceptable grades, surround myself with a good
crowd and have good relations with my family. Instead I would have no friends,
be stupid, and always be under punishment.
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Our occupy moanalua goal is to ease or stop school traffic congestion. Before and After school traffic is insane, instead of driving in to pick up or drop off kids with 5 minutes instead it take 40 minutes to drive in and out. We, team teal plan to do this by sitting near the traffic but still out of the way.
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