High school, what a long strange trip it's been. Grades, boys, stress, homework, friends, fashion, English papers, PSAT's, math formulas, dissections, the elements of high school that can make a girl go completely insane! Sometimes, I just feel like life's a roller coaster and I am not strapped in, a little extreme to say, but very true. I"m sure it wasn't always that way, but when high school comes around, and we"re all just supposed to immediately assume responsibility and mature, the stress we students endure goes way up. Some of those lucky people in this world, accepted the transition into "adulthood", let's say, quite easily and others, myself for example, struggled. Yes, it was a constant struggle to shed those years of fooling around and grow and hard shell of reality, but it is something we all must do in order to succeed. Realizing this now doesn't really change my many passed mistakes, but it will change my future. .
My trip started with volleyball, and I guess it all just went downhill from there. At the end of my summer vacation, going into ninth grade I decided to try out for Varsity Volleyball. During the summer, I had a huge ego, and thought my volleyball skills were next to godly. Sadly enough, the coaches did not recognize my obvious talent for the game, so I was demoted to a starter position on the Junior Varity (cough cough loser ahem cough) team. Being the pompous jerk that I was, I felt that my position on JV was unacceptable. I considered myself to be irreplaceable, and took JV for granted. I mouthed off to the coaches, skipped practices, ignored the other players, and did whatever I pleased thinking nothing of the consequences. By the second game, my coaches took notice of my direct negativity and disrespect. As a punishment, they didn't start me the third game; in fact I was benched for almost the whole time. Of course, at that time in my life I was very immature and didn't really understand why in the world I would be penalized for their mistake of putting me on JV.