i feel like something isn't right about it, like it seems to dry and boring, right?
what can i do to fix it up?
When you see a depleted seashell drifting helplessly through the current, or the thousand leaves of a scarlet oak rising graciously toward the sun, would you suppose that they have anything in common? They do, both are more then what they seem. Beneath the distorted cracks of these coastline treasures, and the crowning glory of the oak, are stories.
My name is Jessica and society tends to fail to recognize my full potential. It all started when I was the wisecracker of the class in middle school and no teachers would exert themselves to truly take the time to consider the incentive that led me to my buffoonery. Never failing to get a laugh, I was sent out daily and was always found in detention. Just like your typical middle school girl, I was constantly evaluating myself through others’ eyes, thirsty for positive feedback and striving for acceptance. When I failed to receive that mental satisfaction, I came to the conclusion that the only way I was liked by others was when I put my natural talent of humor to use and made people laugh.
Growing up, my parents were constantly trying to infuse a sense of determination and dedication within me. Unfortunately they were unable to do so. I entered high school with the intent of doing well and trying my best, but I just could not take myself seriously. Despite the fact that everything handed to me was easy, I was still unable to focus on my schoolwork or pay attention in class. Teachers continued to disregard their concerns toward my efforts and my encouragement remained extinct, causing school to make its way to the bottom of my priority list.
My main concerns began to shift toward my hobbies and were drawn to the things that I was passionate about. While some kids were out with their friends, some were home studying for this week’s math test, I was doing my best coping with what my life had to offer. I became obsessed with learning about the meaning of life and figuring myself out instead of drawing attention toward my schoolwork. I became so involved in my personal life that I flew through high school without a care in the world. Unfortunately it was not until senior year when my difficulty with focusing was taken into actual consideration. Dissatisfied with myself and my academic achievements, I was taken to the doctor and that is when I was diagnosed with ADHD. They told me I was going to have it for the rest of my life, but that did not mean I was not going to be successful. I was put on medication and right away I saw my life begin to turn around. I became extremely determined and organized, and for once being intellectually gifted was reflecting on my report card.
i also need a conclusion.. please help me out! thanks so much!
what can i do to fix it up?
When you see a depleted seashell drifting helplessly through the current, or the thousand leaves of a scarlet oak rising graciously toward the sun, would you suppose that they have anything in common? They do, both are more then what they seem. Beneath the distorted cracks of these coastline treasures, and the crowning glory of the oak, are stories.
My name is Jessica and society tends to fail to recognize my full potential. It all started when I was the wisecracker of the class in middle school and no teachers would exert themselves to truly take the time to consider the incentive that led me to my buffoonery. Never failing to get a laugh, I was sent out daily and was always found in detention. Just like your typical middle school girl, I was constantly evaluating myself through others’ eyes, thirsty for positive feedback and striving for acceptance. When I failed to receive that mental satisfaction, I came to the conclusion that the only way I was liked by others was when I put my natural talent of humor to use and made people laugh.
Growing up, my parents were constantly trying to infuse a sense of determination and dedication within me. Unfortunately they were unable to do so. I entered high school with the intent of doing well and trying my best, but I just could not take myself seriously. Despite the fact that everything handed to me was easy, I was still unable to focus on my schoolwork or pay attention in class. Teachers continued to disregard their concerns toward my efforts and my encouragement remained extinct, causing school to make its way to the bottom of my priority list.
My main concerns began to shift toward my hobbies and were drawn to the things that I was passionate about. While some kids were out with their friends, some were home studying for this week’s math test, I was doing my best coping with what my life had to offer. I became obsessed with learning about the meaning of life and figuring myself out instead of drawing attention toward my schoolwork. I became so involved in my personal life that I flew through high school without a care in the world. Unfortunately it was not until senior year when my difficulty with focusing was taken into actual consideration. Dissatisfied with myself and my academic achievements, I was taken to the doctor and that is when I was diagnosed with ADHD. They told me I was going to have it for the rest of my life, but that did not mean I was not going to be successful. I was put on medication and right away I saw my life begin to turn around. I became extremely determined and organized, and for once being intellectually gifted was reflecting on my report card.
i also need a conclusion.. please help me out! thanks so much!