Soft yet powerful slams of clutched fists strike the desk. Grades had just been put in and as usual I didn't do as well as I had expected. I had received a grade below passing on my essay, yet it infuriates me because I know I can do better. I know I have the capacity of formulating the most astonishing essay ever. The real question is, 'why haven't I done it yet?' One approach to my dilemma is simple, I'm not creative enough. This can't be right, right? I mean, I see myself as an optimistic guy with rich taste for adventure and imagination filled with adrenaline . In fact, at this very moment, I picture myself skydiving off of the tallest building in the world, the Burj Khalifa. I can feel the wind striking my face at 200 mph as I fall, the view engulfed with beautiful sunny scenery that illuminates my eyes the more think about it, and who can forget that sensational sense of feeling your stomach fall right out of your mouth?! Ah, yes; what fun THAT would be. So certainly, lack of creativity isn't an issue. Then, what is? .
Maybe it's my environment. I'm in the classroom full of peers my age; however I feel the odd man out. Everyone in here seems to get along quite well as if they were best friends. Yes I get the occasional "Hi" or "Hey", but nothing more. I don't expect much though, I hardly know any of these people, plus I'm a real shy guy. Perhaps if I just had one real good friend in here, I'd be comfortable. I know the classroom isn't the place to talk or joke around, but it wouldn't hurt to have someone there with you so you wouldn't feel alone. Nonetheless, I dismiss this idea as the cause to my low grade.
I know, I'm just stupid. I can't function at the level that this class expects me to. My brain can't make do with paper and pen and create an essay to the teacher's liking. Maybe dropping out of the class is the solution. no. That's what they expect the kid an "F" to do. That's what they know he's going to do.