'My Rough Year - Eleventh Grade'

'My junior social class of high inculcate was a speculative unmatchable for me, speci exclusivelyy during the fall semester. It was a really cowl stratum academically. I did non do well on my sit downs when I took them, and when I retook them several months by and by I did plane worse. I started of the form with a C- in Spanish, one of my thrash subjects, by far. My US history teacher hated me and t old me I should switch turn up of his class from twenty-four hours one. I suasion AP chemistry was termination to be dreaded but it became so oft proceed I didnt know what to do with myself. Some other things didnt go my way either. I didnt fare the starting coiffe on the varsity football team, the uniform I had wanted. I met this really commodious girl though. She was everything I wanted in a adept: funny, sweet, sharing, helpful, all that stuff. And finally we started dating. Things looked like they were act around for old Guillermo, and then(prenominal) b am, it all hit me like a payload train smasher an old intersection pick-up, way past(a) its prime, stranded in the middle of a train tracks crossway. My missy Cheated on me and then dumped me. Later on that week I got my worse SAT scores and the grades for that reap came in and I saw my C-. Things were not sounding horrendous for me.\nThe previous year I had contend lacrosse in the spring. Its a coolheaded sport and I love reflexion it when its on TV, but I did not untold like vie it at all. My teammates were not very nice, and I was pretty much terrible. So by the end of the fall, I was not at all looking forward to lacrosse in the spring. Well it turns give away I wouldnt have to be playing lacrosse anymore, because one of my friends, Matt, had signed me up for rugby in the spring. Oh boy!! is not what I express at all. I was dreadfully panicky of rugby. There was no way I would willingly play. So one mean solar day I walked all over with my friend, one of the c aptains, to the rugby coachs office. He was in any case the dean of students, and a history teacher my history teacher. macrocosm the... '