No matter how much I inquired about high school and told of the life of high school by older friends and some family members, I could never have been completely prepared. No book of advice or voice of wisdom can prepare another for the situations and feelings encountered in high school. I can hardly narrow down the three most important lessons that I learned in possibly the four most difficult, unbelievable, and thrilling years of my life; but, I'll try.
Being the oldest sibling, and having parents in their own little world I had no one to tell me or guide me. I had to put all my effort possible into everything that I did in high school. And I never settled for mediocre. Well, at least I tried not to. In my experience, I have found that as long as I had put my entire being and soul into trying something, I ended up feeling better about myself, no matter what the outcome was.
But, even then I felt alone as a tree in a barren field.
In my years of high school, I spent my summers wishing I was at school but, even at school with the uprising of gangs and being a minority was hard. I do not know what was better to be at home or at school. Either way I felt like a step-child in a house full of people I did not really know. I knew I had to make a plan to succeed so I planned on being part of the world I did not like. I put more effort into this than anything else before. I never made the team of being a family member but I made the team of various groups at school. I guess you could say I belonged...