Those have been the expectations of my parents. If I’m not top 1%, I’m perceived as a disappointment. If high A’s aren’t the only thing showing up on my report card, I’m shamed upon and locked up in a cell encompassed with books. Being a nerd is my nature; it’s my legacy.
There’s nothing I can do about it; nothing I can do to change it. But that’s the thing people don’t understand about me; I don’t want to change. My parents push me to be successful, and I like to pushed. I don’t see grades as just a …show more content…
The inevitable came, and I had learned to accept it. Although my childhood dream had slipped through my tenacious fingers, it allowed an open pathway to prosperity. The original goal was to make the NBA and shower my family with gifts to make up for the blessings they offered me. Now, I’m choosing to take a different approach: study until I am no longer capable of heaving information into my brain, then shower my family with what they deserve.
Dreadful, yet beneficial, describes my experience in AP Human Geography. Each day was a new learning experience, followed by countless strenuous quizzes, tests, sketch maps, you name it. Even the material was looked upon horrendously. I had quite a bit of trouble at the start, being handed back grades frowned upon by my family. Each day, the hours spent racking my brain grew exponentially. Sleep deprivation became normal, and caffeine was the only source to keep me sane. Honestly, the pain felt was severe. I was reminded everyday “The pain leads to success!” The countless hours spent captivated in my room seemed unbearable. I buried my soul into each and every piece of material taught. I drank coffee through each oppressive