I’m an A/B student, not a perfect student

Parker Boland
Diary of a High Schooler
2 min readSep 5, 2014

I’m sick and tired of the fact of people thinking that making low A’s and high B’s isn’t putting in any effort. I mean I stay up all night, probably till 12, studying my ass off just to prepare for a minor quiz the next day in English. During that time I procrastinate, but I also find out that the latest comedian has died or that the volleyball team won their tournament. For an ADD teenager, I say I do pretty well for an honors student.

Careless mistakes is where it all begins. From forgetting to name an element in an Ionic compound, misspelling a vocabulary word, to forgetting to put the accent mark over the spanish word. It’s not that I forget to check my work, it’s that I don’t want to waste my time going back over an answer I made sure I knew that was right but in the end wasn’t. If only teachers could be persuaded through an apple that you were the golden child and should recieve extra credit like it was back when TV was invented.

The only thing I want to do in life is succeed. Be able to live in a nice home, with a loving husband, children, great job, off-day’s, vacations, party’s, go to church, sleep in on saturday’s, take your dog to the park, and go to the gym without somebody stopping you on your way out to ask a favor. Whether I end up becoming a dentist or not, I’m sure life will give me many other oppurtunities to live a great and long life. The journey is the most fun part anyways, and the reward is only a peaceful death. You don’t stop living until your heart stops beating. Every reward you receive in life is only a part of the journey until life stops. A vacation is only a break of the journey, while death is the final breath of the adventure. Until that last breath, I will remain imperfect and still be the happiest person on this Earth.

September 4th, 2014

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