I knew as soon as I failed my third final in my algebra class and biology class I was going to be place in some sort of class to help me pass for the next semester. I always knew I would have had a low GPA but when I received my grades back over winter break my heart just dropped. My heart dropped while tears rolled down my face because not only did I see a low GPA I saw a 0.83 which I did not expect at all. I did not know what to say to myself let alone my family.

Transitioning from high school to college was not a struggle on the social side but from the schoolwork side was the worst thing I would not like anyone to go through. Going from teachers telling you what to do ,how to do it, and when to do it was what I was accustomed to everyday at High School. The second week of college was a so easy to me at first because I did not have a lot of homework but it turned out that some classes in college do not have the typical high school assignments such as my classes . All my classes required reading and studying 30 to 50 hours a week and I was nowhere near as close to the 30 hours a week studying. majority of my classes was based off exams. One of the reasons why I am here today is because I was being treated like a baby in high school even though I maintained over a 3.5 GPA and now my professors will not baby me like my high school teachers did.

The main reason why I am here today was I also had to get use to the freedom I was having because at home I did have freedom but there were still rules and certain expectations that I had to follow like coming home before 2am and telling my mother where I am going and whose house I am going to. Coming to college it felt weird that I didn’t have to tell my mother where I was going because it was not like she could yell at me and come pick me up form school. You might think I went butt wild but it was not like that I just really enjoyed hanging out with my friends. I was not that girl that woke up in somebodies bed every weekend and not even one time . I loved to go to all the parties because if I had missed one weekend of parties I felt like I missed out on a lot and I know that is the main reason why my grades weren’t up to par because I didn’t want to miss out on a party . Finally I am here because I could not say no to that one party because I did not want to miss out on anything. I was not brave enough to email, ask questions in class, go to teachers office hours, and stay at the library more often because I felt