GPA-College

I wasn't very surprised about what my GPA was because I have my grades emailed to me every week, and I already find the average between the three grades. I'm not very happy about my current grade, but I don't care very much about it because It wasn't very much work that was graded, so if two more things are added it could change drastically.

I didn't learn very much about the schools I wanted to go to, because I already knew the basic facts. I need a high GPA, 3.75 about, I need some extra curricular to get in. I'm interested in math, science and engineering, but haven't really picked what I want my major to be, just the general area. I don't really want a large school, and I might pick a private school, but I'm planning on finding a low-budget school.

The only step I can take is to make sure that I get work turned in, keep my grades up, maybe apply for some scholarships and see what I can get. This is just my Freshman year, so I have to make sure I do well here because I know that the classes are going to get harder.

Touch

I knew I was going to be the second to last person. Suspense was burning inside me like those burgers left on the grill too long. The reactions people had to the substance they touched were scarabs, burrowing through my mind and driving me crazy. I waited, patiently, knowing I would have to come to my demise and feel it eventually. It approached me and Diana took my hand and placed it into a hard casing, maybe a jar of sorts. At first I thought the jar was what I felt, but I was quickly mistaken. The substance was cold, but gelatinous like a week old dead hamster. Is stayed on my hand after I took it out. It was wet, sticky, uncomfortable. As I washed my hand, removing the red substance relief went over me like a spray of water on a hot day. The experience was nothing special, like lunch at 12:00 or sleeping at 12:00.

Sound

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It starts a high noise, wavering. It's like it's vibrating. The noise is so absolutely irritating and it doesn't sound like it could get worse, but I was wrong. The sound stops vibrating, but it gets louder, higher pitched. It starts to pierce my ears and sense a burning sensation to my already mild headache. It reminds me of a child screaming now, breaking all silence around it, drawing everything to it. Now it's changed again. It sounds like air escaping a small area. Like the sound that pinching and ends of a full balloon and pulling them apart does. It's high, irritating, but oh so fun to make. It changed. Now it's like a high moaning, the only real way to describe it is by saying it sounds like a horn echoing out into the world. Now it stopped. It's silent. My head feels dizzy now. My ears are burning. I can't believe I sat through that... that was annoying.

Don't Fit In

I've almost always felt like I've had a place to fit in, but very few occasions I've felt on my own. When I first started at this school, the long 3 years and two months ago, I knew nobody. I started in the Summer Bridge course that the middle school had to orient the new students on the ways that the school worked. I'd just left my elementary school with all my friends, and none of them were going to the school I was going to. I was fine with the classes, but I really didn't know anybody. The classes had little things to try and get to know each other, but I still felt like I had no friends there. Luckily, when I school year started I began speaking with people and I made plenty of friends, so it all worked out.

Mexican WhiteBoy 1

Uno wasn't necessarily angry at Danny, but he was angry that Manny got injured and he wasn't able to do anything about it, so he used violence to compensate for his inability to help, and he focused it on the one person he could possibly blame. Maybe Uno doesn't have anybody he feels close to other than Manny, so when his brother gets injured he takes it more personally than if it was somebody else.

Uno was probably also irritated that Danny was starting to become the new master of baseball in town and he didn't want his legacy to be ruined. He hit Danny specifically so maybe he wouldn't get back on the plate and hit again, due to the scarring of the situation. 

Who am I?

I am Nathan Lev Rozenberg, born in Minneapolis, Minnesota on August 2nd, 1996. I moved to San Diego, California when I was one year old. I was born and raised Jewish and spent years 4-13 studying Judaism and Hebrew so I could eventually have my Bar Mitzvah. I like the fact that I'm reformed Jewish because it just seems like a laid back religion, yet still active. I enjoy technology a great bit and think that without it the world wouldn't be nearly where it was. I started going to the high tech high schools when I was in 6th grade and I think that really changed how I grew up, because I never experienced what a normal middle school was like, so my educational experience has always been great.