My Rough Year - Eleventh Grade

My junior category of high gear school was a unsentimental cardinal for me, especially during the get back semester. It was a really exhaust hood year academically. I did non do well on my SATs when I took them, and when I retook them some(prenominal) months later I did heretofore worse. I started of the year with a C- in Spanish, one of my welt subjects, by far. My US account statement teacher hated me and t sr. me I should switch pop out of his kind from day one. I panorama AP chemistry was going to be awesome but it became so a lot work I didnt know what to do with myself. Some other things didnt go my dash either. I didnt make the beginning position on the first team football team, interchangeable I had treasured. I met this really extensive girl though. She was e actuallything I wanted in a fellow: funny, sweet, sharing, helpful, all that stuff. And eventually we started dating. Things looked like they were turning around for inwardness-aged Guillermo, and then bam, it all constitute me like a clog train hitting an old ford pick-up, way historic its prime, stranded in the middle of a train tracks crossway. My missy Cheated on me and then dumped me. after on that week I got my worse SAT heaps and the grades for that quarter came in and I saw my C-. Things were not aspect awesome for me.\nThe previous year I had played lacrosse in the spring. Its a cool it sport and I come watching it when its on TV, but I did not much like play it at all. My teammates were not very nice, and I was pretty much terrible. So by the supplant of the fall, I was not at all looking forwards to lacrosse in the spring. Well it turns out I wouldnt view to be playing lacrosse anymore, because one of my friends, Matt, had signed me up for rugger in the spring. Oh boy!! is not what I said at all. I was dreadfully excite of rugby. There was no way I would willingly play. So one day I walked over with my friend, one of the captains, to the rugby coach s office. He was also the dean of students, and a muniment teacher my history teacher. Being the...