Life Shaping Expirence

Going to summer school in tenth grade is something that changed my life, and helped make me who I am today. In the tenth grade I was going through a lot changes in my life. One of them being a change in friends. I had been fighting a lot with my friends lately, and trying to make new ones while keeping my old ones. Tenth grade was also when I met my first and current boyfriend. I was incredibly distracted in school and out of school. I didn't spend as much time on my homework anymore, and I was always lying to my parents about what I was doing, and where I was going. I had my license and didn't depend on my parents as much as I used to, since I didn't need them to take me places anymore. With all this I failed geometry. I had no option but to go to summer school-- which to my parents, is and was completely unacceptable. They were so mad that I had been lying to them when I would say that I had all my homework done, or that I was going to a friend's house to do homework. I spent my summer break in school, got a full-time job, and was not allowed to see my boyfriend, or any of my friends for the whole summer. After that I didn't have a very strong relationship with any of my friends anymore. It made it hard to go back to school, but I definitely learned my lesson.

My Most Recent Memory

Thinking back to as far as I can, my most recent memory is from when I was three-years-old. It was the first nice day out that spring, and my parents were opening our pool. I was riding my tricycle around my backyard, which I wasn't supposed to be doing. I rode it too close to the edge of the pool and fell into the pool, along with my tricycle. The pool water smelt disgusting, was full of scum, and freezing cold. When my mom realized that I was not there, and that my tricycle was floating in the pool, she jumped in, searching for me in the cold, black water. When she got me out of the water my whole family was there comforting me and keeping me warm. And that's as far as I can remember.

The last time I felt exigence

The last time that I felt exigence was this afternoon when I was in the CSU and someone was yelling my name. I heard my name so I turned around to see who was yelling it. When I noticed that one of my friends had been trying to get my attention by yelling my name, I walked over to where she was standing and asked what she needed.
The exigence that I had felt was the need to respond to someone calling my name.

My First Day of College... So Far

My first day of college has gone completely different than the way that I thought it would be. Beginning with a sleepless night, and worrying about whether I would get to my classes on time, everything has turned out to be surprisingly simple. I have made a few friends walking to my classes, and have learned more than I thought I would in one day. While I was scared that my teachers would be strict and load on the homework, I have managed to complete most of my night's homework in the time I have had between classes. Hopefully everything will continue to go smoothly.