don’t judge.don’t judge.don’t judge.don’t judge.don’t judge.don’t judge.don’t judge.don’t judge.
You are not God and so you don’t have the right to judge people, Camille. You don’t have any permission to do so and the only thing you CAN judge is your sense of style. So don’t judge, you little prick.
My whole four years of highschool have prompted me to answer this in the most complex way as possible: it depends.
I mean… freshman year started off so chill that I was a bit bored and so I started adapting into a more… “productive” way of things: extracurriculars. I balanced things between AcaDeca and tennis that I did not have any time to improve on the skills I would like to. Part of my reasoning to force myself to doing so much is because I don’t know my potential and I feel I should seize every opportunity that comes before me.
That was my whole sophmore year. Full of bad grades and disappointment. What’s even worse was junior year when I got in trouble to speaking bad things about another student. It was cyberbullying and I needed some serious help. Thankfully I was saved. But it meant that I needed to divert my time for someone else.
I’m still not sure how to handle my time well when I came into senior year. The Lord gave signs. He took off AP Stats which made me go to AP Calc BC, He made sure I was kicked out of Campus News, and He even made sure that I had to quit my volunteer job at the CSC.
I was doing way too much for a person like me and… well.. I’m still learning. How would I incorporate that into a personal statement? They need to see that people are opinionated.