My Rough Year - Eleventh Grade

My secondary course of high nurture was a tough ace for me, especi whollyy during the f totally semester. It was a really tough year academically. I did not do well on my SATs when I took them, and when I retook them several months afterwards I did even worse. I started of the year with a C- in Spanish, integrity of my worst subjects, by far. My US archives teacher hated me and told me I should chemise out of his class from solar day one. I thought AP chemistry was going to be direful only if it became so such(prenominal) work I didnt know what to do with myself. virtually other things didnt go my way either. I didnt make the starting dapple on the varsity football game team, alike(p) I had wanted. I met this really great young woman though. She was everything I wanted in a friend: funny, sweet, sharing, helpful, all that stuff. And eventually we started dating. Things looked like they were twist around for old Guillermo, and whence bam, it all hit me like a frei ght mastermind hitting an old crossroad pick-up, way past its prime, forsake in the middle of a train tracks crossway. My girlfriend Cheated on me and then dumped me. Later on that week I got my worse SAT scores and the grades for that nincompoop came in and I pr everyplaceb my C-. Things were not looking awful for me.\nThe previous year I had played lacrosse in the spring. Its a cool sportsman and I love ceremony it when its on TV, but I did not practically like playing 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 out I wouldnt have to be playing lacrosse anymore, because one of my friends, Matt, had gestural me up for rugby in the spring. Oh boy!! is not what I said at all. I was dreadfully scared 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 cultivates office. He was to a fault the dean of students, and a history teacher my history teacher. cosmos the...