Fifteen Credits

Another school semester will soon begin. If you’re in school, are you looking forward to starting classes? If you’re out of school, what do you miss about it — or are you glad those days are over?

Ah, school! I’m only taking 12 credits this semester, but I am looking forward to it with every fiber of my being. Ever since I was little, I remember loving school, no matter what grade I was in.

In elementary school, I loved soaking all the basics in and trying to teach myself what came next. If it was addition and subtraction, I was going for multiplication and division. If everyone was writing in print, I was going for script. I wanted to be a scientist and work with chemicals and solve some of the world’s problems. I had very big dreams.

Middle school was a little different, I was out of my element because I was going to a magnet school for “gifted children.” I had to take an exam to get in, and remember everything about that experience, from waking up early to drive into a different borough (I was a New York City girl), to taking the exam in a lunch room with all these people that I have never seen before, to coming home (oh yeah, it was on Super Bowl Sunday) and my grandfather asking me if I received any zeros. The conversation went like this:

Grandpa – “Did you get any zeros?”

Me – “No! Why would I get zeroes?!”

Grandpa – “Without any zeros, you can’t get 100!”

And I guess I got some zeros,  because I got in. In middle school, I followed the science track, taking classes in herpetology, botany, and marine biology.  I took high school classes (and passed!) and made some of the best of friends during those three years.

Onto high school, which was  a complete joke. My parents thought it was a great idea to move from New York to Florida. The school system is a complete joke around here. Because I was taking high school courses in middle school, my grades were not the best. I passed, but to people who don’t understand regents (state exams), those grades meant I was a middle-of-the-road student. I got straight As for the whole year, and everyone who was in my classes thought I was a genius.

That lasted throughout junior year, when things started to get harder and those study skills that I really never learned were tested. I passed all my classes, and still graduation with a 3.75, but junior and senior year were a little harder.

Then onto college. I went the community college route for my first two years and then transferred to a state college. I didn’t put much effort into the community college because from the first day I thought it was a joke.  I failed my first English class because my professor was stupid and told me that my thesis statement wasn’t a thesis statement. I ended up getting my AA and transferring to USF, which I was accepted to twice (which is a story that I will explain later)!

Now that I have gotten off topic, I love school, especially at USF! I have met so many different people and learned so much, not just about myself, but the world. I have worked at McDonald’s for eight years and now seeing what is out there, I am ready to finish my degree and get out there. I am studying marketing, and according to the St. Pete Times, marketing is the fifth hardest job to fill, so how is that for a future!

I have three semesters left (including this fall coming up) and although I want to stay at USF forever, I cannot wait to graduate!

Daily Prompt: The Full Moon When the full moon happens, you turn into a person who’s the opposite of who you normally are. Describe this new you. I have seen (or better yet, I have been told) about this new me. I throw caution to the wind, nor do I care what anyone thinks about […]

Putting this thing to good use!

Daily Prompt: Mirror, Mirror, On the Wall

Think of your blog as a mirror: what does it reveal? Consider your blog name, theme choice, design, bio, posts… what does every element tell you about yourself?

What does it reveal? Nothing. Let us start with what you put in the address bar – sabrinapollard.wordpress.com. It tells you that there is a webpage, but what does it show you?

It is boring, there is nothing to it. When you see the main page of my blog, there is nothing that gives any information on my weird and quirky personality. The background is white and the text is black.

And my posts! There is one post! And that is a link to something that has the same amount of information on it. Okay, I lied. It has more information. But it is time to use this blog for releasing my inner writer. It is going to take time, but practice makes perfect.