Growing up in a public school

          Education has been something I have been doing ever since L.A.U.S.D. accepted me in it's institution, elementary was so much fun. I can't remember anything before 3rd grade for some reason, but what I do remember is being changed tracks because I could not stand my crazy teacher she was out of control so there I went from B Track to C Track. She had a really bad temper and would scream and throw chairs around I was seriously afraid of her which is why my mother decided to do something about it. My new teachers were sweet and simply wonderful Mrs. Davidson, from there made new friends had a culmination in '95 then it was off to middle school. Being an only child and having absent father issues I was a rebel and even my mother couldn't handle me. I of course knew the Dean's office very well and my folder was filled with slips somehow I survived those years of trying to grow up and be a teen. I still remember walking into Belmont High School for the very first time as a freshmen I was excited I knew college was right around the corner. I was put in J.R.O.T.C. and I hated wearing that ugly green uniform I didn't understand why I was put in there and I still don't. Years flew by quickly and I was not really prepared by my counselors for my options and what I had to do to get into college. Not knowing anything I only took the A.C.T.

          A friend of mine, Jackie told me the deadline to apply to the Cal State system was coming up and the application was easy and I could do it online so she walked me through it. If my friend would've never told me I would've most likely ended up in a junior college for a long time. There was a C.S.U.N. representative that came to see me and she told me my test scores weren't that good because of my G.P.A. I of course did not know about that either I highly disliked taking standardized exams and did poorly I just wanted to get over with it. I never found out who she was or what she did but called my house telling my mother I had been accepted. My mom was relieved she wanted me to go to a four year university and not just a community college. 

          My years in college were the best, I got involved in everything and anything. From the University Student Union to Associated Students I wanted to get a feel for it all. I hadn't given much thought to college so I was unsure of what I wanted to pursue so I went with Journalism. Since I discovered I was better at writing my thought down was more effective than when I spoke I was drawn to this medium. As I got closer to obtaining my degree I found that even if it took long hours I enjoyed editing my packages. We used Final cut pro and I found the process of shooting footage, reviewing it, laying down narration and presenting it so unique and fun. I was always proud of my work since it took me days. Of course I was just beginning and getting better at it I just hope I can continue doing that for fun and let others see what I see. In the concentration that I chose which us Broadcast we focused on hard news and even though I liked reporting on those I later realized that I preferred focusing on the arts whether it was music, movies or entertainment as well as culture, food and the history of my city Los Angeles. I've taken long enough so I'm hoping to start my free lancing career now.

          As graduation came closer in 2007 I was excited to finally be done with school. However once I was at the finish line I found myself asking "now what?" All those years, 16 to be exact, of nothing but school I feel it did not really prepare me for the regular 9 to 5 job. Instead I feel a void now of what to do when I'm not at work before there was homework and research and essay writing and now that is gone. I know that I have to return since now everyone has a B.A. the next step is a masters degree. My past experiences have made me want to become a counselor I hope to inspire high school students to think about their future. Whether they want to take four years and focus on a career or simply go to school to learn a trade as long as they can provide themselves with the knowledge the possibilities are endless.