Freshman Poem

My freshman year was really not that bad. The first week I remember trying to be the coolest and most popular kid. But I really wasn't. I gave up and then just became myself. I had a hard time in Algebra because I had no idea what i was doing in that class. I was lost most of the time. The teacher wouldn't explain things the way that I can understand. Besides that class everything was chill and I meet a lot of great people. People I thought I would never make friends with. The sports I played was volleyball and basketball. Volleyball I couldn't really do because I had hurt my calf and couldn't play. Basketball was the worst. The coaches were not fun and their coaching was alright. Our team didn't win any games and Isaiah Lopez would always make comments towards our no wins. In February was probably one of the best months of my freshman year. That month I went to Farmington, New Mexico. Farmington hosted the State Conference for all the student councils around New Mexico to come and have a great time.