My Worst Enemy Chemistry by Sabrina

My Worst Enemy Chemistry by Sabrina - February 2017 Scholarship Essay

I prepare myself to go into my least favorite place in the whole world; Chemistry class. My heart is racing, my palms are sweaty, my head is spinning, I find myself sighing as I go to my seat, get out my book, and prepare to try to understand any word my teacher spits out at me. As I look up from my books and binders, I see the goofy, crazy, curly haired, Ms.Moser staring up at me like she has just seen something unworldly crash into my school and land right in my seat. She hands me a paper facedown, and I wish I did not exist for that few select fifteen minutes. As I flip my paper around, I see the dreaded words, F I P Q U I Z. For the next fifteen minutes of sitting in my seat racking my brain for some sliver of an answer for the questions on the quiz over the material that I had no clue of understanding, I prayed to a God for some insight of how chemistry works or any "bright light" to point me in the right direction, however, no help came. I was on my own.
During High school of my junior year, I failed. I failed at studying and being prepared for class. I was getting grades that I should have been getting if I was putting in the right amount of effort and studying like I should have. Instead, I was more focused on goofing off with my friends, or knowing what was doing that weekend. I became LAZY. However, from this I learned the best lesson I possibly could.
From my lacking grades, I learned how to study. I now have worked my way to straight A's for the past two semesters, a full time job, a second seasonal job, and many other responsible decisions and choices that have led to me being very happy. From that awful chemistry class, I have benefited in more ways than I can even imagine. Right at this moment I am diligently working my way to the University of Akron Biology major of 16 credit hours, and a happy happy life.