For me, eighth grade has been a year of change. It sounds cheesy, but it is the most fitting description for this entire school year. Over the course of this year, my behavior, my environment, and life in general has changed. They have all changed, but maybe not for the better or for worse.
My environment has literally changed this school year, as I’ve moved to a new location. Although I still live in Virginia Beach, it’s still a change. This change may not be very important to my eighth grade year, but it still had an impact. To me it felt like the start of my behavior changes. When I finally moved in, it felt sort of surreal. It felt fake and strange, like I was dreaming, because it was a sudden difference from the house I previously lived in for six years. However, I was happy to be living there. I was excited to explore the new neighborhood more than ever, because my previous one didn’t have many kids my age to hang around. I became closer to my friends Clark and Evan, simply because their houses are now easily accessible from the place I just moved to.
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I started to care more about my friends than my school work, which led to my grades slipping. I did dumb things in school that I regret, because I wasn’t thinking twice. I didn’t worry about my missing assignments and my haphazardly completed work, I only wanted to go home. I wasn’t working on the capstone project because I only goofed off. School was getting boring for me. Nothing about school I looked forward to and my procrastination only made that feeling worse. I let myself succumb to video games and my dislike for work only piled up. I even found myself lying my parents only for me to let myself slack off. Through all of this, I was completely aware of what I doing, and I knew it was