Ending High School With Too Many Changes

The summer before senior year, I was bored with life.  My parents were considering transferring me to another high school because they wanted to start a farm.  I was trying to go along with it, but when looking at the high schools in the small town, most of them sucked.  So mom comes home one day with a plan: I have enough credits from my high school, I can skip 11th grade to get out of high school faster if I transfer to a charter school.  I go along with the transfer, ready for some changes because I had transferred schools almost every 2 years since homeschooling anyway.  The only blip is that I would have to take a math class over the summer: Precalculus...  Dun Dun Dun!!!!!!

My mother was really nice, and decided to pay for a tutor (my sister: Biomath PhD) to teach me Precalculus over the summer; mainly because of my issues with math anxiety(pretty much fear of failure at life because of being unable to do well at math).  I ended up doing very well at this, but it was a definite struggle.  I had less anxiety attacks than I had the year before in an Algebra 2 Honors course, but I was also frustrated with the fact I had to take another math class(I had no idea what I wanted to be, but obviously it was not going to include math after Algebra, so why did I have to take another math class?).

So anyway, I get to senior year, I had been taking Tae Kwon Do for a while, so I continued, and I also took up cheerleading.  At this school there were so few people that anyone who wanted to become a cheerleader, could.  I made a few friends, and even a boyfriend.  He ended up being an idiot like most of my ex-boyfriends, but the girls he tried to get lucky with nearly shaved his eyebrows completely off so....  (Just desserts.)

I got through senior year, picked up a job at McDonald's, and decided I wanted to go to UNCG.  The only thing was that I would have to take out a loan to go to UNCG after I got accepted.  I thought in the beginning that I would be able to pay for half of my tuition, but then my laptop broke down, car insurance ended up costing more than I thought, and I thought that since I was going to be going to college anyway, I might as well start community college(either way Sir Piggy would not be able to be in the dorm room, another change that happened in Senior year, me gaining Sir Piggy that is).