“We believe
that civilization has been created under the pressure of the exigencies of life
at the cost of satisfaction of the instincts.” I hate having pressure and
eleventh grade has been the year of pressure. The pressure has been there since
August. This year for me has been very hard, from school to volleyball. I’ve
been working very hard and sometimes when things don’t turn up the way I
planned them I get very frustrated. The importance is to never give up, but
sometimes having too much pressure it’s a problem. For example this week one of
my best friends had a hard time. She went to the bathroom crying. We started
talking and she told that by having so much extracurricular activities, she
didn’t get a good grade on her exam. The pressure in her house of getting a
good grade it’s so much that she couldn’t hold it anymore and started crying. I
understand she want to get a good grade but she has so many things that she is
actually hurting herself. She falls asleep very late and wakes up early to
study or finish something she left undone the day before. After I calmed her
down I noticed that I was going through the same thing. I’ve found out that I
got a bad grade and obviously I didn’t like it and my mom is a freak about
grades. But instead of crying I decided to demonstrate my mom that for the next
test I’m going to get a better grade. Personally I think that’s what my friend
should do and that was the advice I gave her.
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