A smile in return will do.

                                                                                                                            
                Your life is not complete if everything is handed out to you. There are things you must learn to do by yourselves. I learned this in High school, it was pressuring, most, if not all teachers emphasized on how critical all our grades were for College and University applications. It was kind of hard for me to adjust because I was used to giving a mediocre output, and not diving into a sea of work to produce something with effort. I was used to staying up all night, but not to do Performance task that were 30% or above for our grades. It was really challenging, my learning style is auditory, and I really tried to learn in other aspects, seeing as my teacher just reads the Powerpoint presentation, but never really taught us. It was hard, there were times I just felt so dumb because there was a big difference from grade school to high school. It guess it was easier to slack off or let loose in grades school because it’s as if you didn’t miss out on anything whereas in high school, you may slack off but it is up to you how you catch up.

 I learned to appreciate all the work I've put up knowing that my College/Universities records depends on it. I hate the idea of putting work and effort for something or someone, but that was the reality for me, it was what motivated me to push further, but at least all my persevering are not just for my future school to apply to, but also my career, my family, and myself. My Family weren't vocal on pressuring me into getting higher grades, but it was an implied message that I need to step up as much as my others siblings did when they were in my position. Among my family, I was the only one to experience the change of curriculum, it's hard to be judged by your own family because they never experience the phase I had to go through. The curriculum I had to go through was different from theirs, but I had to prove that I indeed am just as good as them, if not better. It's hard for me to make them realize my how much effort and struggles I've put up with if they never get to experience and understand the difference of their high school life from mine.But I proved myself to them once grades were out.

                The day of the release of Report cards, As usual I get the jitters. Anxiety always gets to me. I'm pretty sure most students feel the same way. I know I've given my best, but I'm not sure if my best is enough, so there's no choice left but to wait. I will admit that this day show my vulnerable side, I've once receive a report card where everything is in the line of 9's but one subject with a line of 8s close to getting a line of 9,but I wept harder that a student who received a failing mark. Report Cards day is also a happy day for me, because my Parents see how much I value my education, and their hard work. Like any normal girl, it please me when I get the recognition of my Parents. It makes me feel that all I've done is worth it. Just a simple smile from my Parents will do.                                                                                                                                                                           -1999_NB1