Semester+Final+Exam



To think that only half of the year has passed already…wow that was fast. This first semester has been pretty good so far except for some minor bumps along the way. I’ve been told that I have a “lucky” schedule, with P.E. right before break so I don’t have to rush out, and having Mr. Prewitt, Mr. Villa, and Mr. Geib all in one day. I can now see why. My grades have been going in an up down pattern but now it has settled to a steady 3.0 which is perfectly fine with me. I really don’t give a damn if I don’t get an A. But my academics are only one part of my life so far attending foothill high, my social life is probably more important than my academics now that I think about it.

I have a good bundle of companions at this school, but no one I would really call my friend. I am stubborn that way, I take the label “friend” a little too seriously, for I only become friends with people I truly have a connection with. At foothill, I have a current count of zero friends. In fact, I have only two friends in total. This does not bother me. I’d rather have two friends that wouldn’t betray me that a lot of friends that I know would soon leave me. I used to have three friends but recently the third friend told me a lie that completely changed the way I looked at her. But enough about her, let me tell you about my two true friends.

The first friend I will tell you about is Sean Joseph Martinez. I met Sean during the final quarter of the seventh grade and we have been friend ever since. Before we met each other we both hated each other. I hated him for being some dirt bag stoner, and he hated me for being me. But, after our old friends graduated from our middle school we were forced to hang out together. After time I realized that he is not just some dirt bag stoner, but a fine sophisticated young man, sometimes. That’s what I like about him, he never has the same personality. One moment he will be completely out of it and be freaking out, and then the next moment he will be sitting still talking about all the famous American wars and politics. It’s quite, interesting.

My other friend that I am going to talk about is someone I haven’t really known for a long time. I actually can only remember meeting her twice. We have only contacted each other by text and phone calls, but we have still where able to connect to each other. Her name is Megan Riedmiller, she has gained my friendship with everything we have told each other. She understood things that I thought I only would which made me feel pretty great, because before I met her I felt like I was the only one who hatted my ex-girlfriend, and some other things.

My academic life, I wouldn’t say is more interesting than my social life, but there are some pretty interesting moments. I didn’t really know what my friends meant when they said that I had a “lucky” schedule at first, but after my first day at foothill I quickly realized why. Its seems that I have some of the best teachers a freshman could have. For period 1 I have Mr. Prewitt for health and geometry. This class is pretty easy for me except for the part where I have to turn stuff in. I think that it is pretty easy to remember for me. Whenever I get a question the answer just seems to pop in my head. Mr. Prewitt is a pretty cool teacher, I think he’s got a really good sense of humor but at the same time is able to teach us something.

Next, for second period I have P.E. with Mrs. Stevens. I am actually glad that I have it for second period because the break is right afterword’s so I do not have to rush out. I am also grateful that it is in the morning when the sun isn’t up yet so I don’t get two sweaty. The class seems pretty easy to me, it seems that anyone can get an A just by doing a workout. I honestly do not see why people complain so much about it, the only thing that is hard for me are pull ups but if I focus enough then I can do it.

Period three is probably my worst subject, but my favorite class. There hasn’t been a day when Mr. Villa hasn’t made me laugh, sometimes I laugh to tears. Mr. Villa just knows what is funny and how to combine it with math to make it fun. But, that doesn’t really mean it’s easier, and gone goal for next semester, is to get better grades in geometry. I can’t say much about Period four. For period four, I have EDA with Mrs. Carr. I can’t say much about this class, because not much happens in this class. All we usually do is learn new ways to edit a picture or type rules of the internet. One thing I don’t really like about EDA is that they prepare you for it as if you are going to need to know this stuff for the years two come. I can understand that we need to learn how to make PDF files and PowerPoint’s, but I don’t think that learning how to change the contrast of a potato will help us.

I have Spanish two for my fifth period and I have to say that I feel empowered in that class. I am one of the only students that actually has a good accent while speaking Spanish. The only other people who have a good accent like me are Christina and the Russian chick. Mr. Sanchez overall is a really good Spanish teacher. I admire how he decided to escape from the traditional way of teaching and go with the more infamous one but still teach Ah the dreadful period six, biology. Sadly, all the stereotypes of biology are true, I can’t understand, I’m not organized, and I seem to be hanging from a thread. I am currently holding a C average in this class and I am working my hardest to get it up, but it seems no matter what I do I always seem to not do well. I’m not saying Mrs. Vega is a bad teacher, she’s a great teacher, but I just can’t seem to get the description for one thing and remember it for a long period of time.

And finally, period seven English. I am still debating whether period three is my favorite class or if it is period seven, because even though Mr. Geib doesn’t make as many jokes as Mr. Villa, it seems to me that this is the one class that I actually learn something in. In every other class I feel like I already know what we are learning, or that it just passes through one ear out the other. But with English its different. For instance, how I learned to read in between the lines in books. Without this class I probably never would be able to understand the true meaning of a book.

In conclusion, high school has been rough, but a great experience. I know for a fact that one day I will look back at these days and laugh at how I thought this stuff was hard. I will look at all the lessons I’ve learned, like how to overrule in Mr. Geib’s class, and all the laughs I’ve had, like in Mr. Villa’s class. But the one thing that will always be with me is the fact that I am able to commit to something and see it through to the end.