Wednesday, June 3, 2015

My rough ride to self-confidence.

The beginning of junior year, my application for National Honor Society had been sent in over a month ago, all I needed was that one letter saying, "Congratulations." I got myself all worked up, thinking I had no chance of not being accepted, that I would be lighting a candle the following week, but my whole world turned on me.

I was visiting my sister in Louisiana, the day was hot and muggy, my friend had texted me saying she was accepted. Immediately I called my grandmother, begging her to open the letter. I was on the phone while helping my sister and brother in law set up their Christmas tree; hanging red ornaments and spreading sparkle all over the house. Then, the words came out of my grandma's mouth, "You were not accepted." I fell to the couch, my tears fell like a waterfall and my phone tumbled on to the ground. I cried for hours on hours on hours. My last day in Louisiana ruined by one letter, one sentence, "You were not accepted."

For days I cried, not understanding why I was not accepted. I questioned my abilities, my grades, my leadership, my life. I felt embarrassed to show up to school, all of my friends had been accepted, they all celebrated without me; I was ashamed. I couldn't help but question, why? I refused to apply senior year, not wanting to feel the pure torture I felt the first time of rejection, but then I realized something.

Okay, I was not accepted. What can I do to improve and be accepted? That question that I believed was impossible to actually answer, was possible. NHS claimed that I was not a leader; I got involved in Step Up and got TRAINED to be a leader. NHS said I needed more extra-curricular activities; I joined yearbook club, decided to run for class officer and got involved in activities outside of school. NHS made me believe that I was not good enough, but I am good enough.

Not being accepted to NHS seemed like my worst nightmare, but it actually helped me to grow. I learned that if someone puts me down, or if something puts me down, they can only knock me over, not keep me down. I need to keep my head up, strive to prove them wrong and fight for what I want. Never give up on yourself, because you are worth it. I learned it the hard way, but it is true; you are worth it.

http://www.nhs.us/

5 comments:

  1. I really love the way you structured this and the way you described you feelings. This is an awesome story and very inspirational! Awesome job Jessie.

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  2. It's so awesome that you shared this, I'm so sorry you didn't get accepted, you definetly deserve it. This was very inspirational and I loved the message at he end!

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    1. Aw thank you and its ok! It only helped me to grow(: Im glad you enjoyed it!!

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  3. I really like the way that your blog described the type of day, where you were and what you were doing. It helps build the scene for the actually story. You kept me very engaged because your story was vulnerable and my sister experienced the same thing. I also like the way you ask questions to yourself and answer them. Are you going to apply this upcoming year? I think that would be so great! The only suggestion I have is to use less sentences and connect things with commas because it gets a little too choppy. I understand this is an element of your style but sometimes it gets a little lost.

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