It was the beginning of freshman year. I didn’t know what to do or how to react to the people and classes in high school. I was so nervous and shaken about what was to come this upcoming year. My fears of getting lost in the hallways, being late for class, or not being in a class with someone I knew were looming over me. I was in some advanced classes that my other friends were not in. I was scared about what people would think so I felt the need to change who I was.
On the first day we had freshman orientation and that was when I decided that I wanted to change how I acted. This really didn’t work out for me well because after I made that decision I wasn’t who I truly wanted to be but that was who I was for at least the first semester of my freshman year. I honestly don’t know why I thought that I needed to change who I was in order for people to like me. I had my friends and that’s all that mattered to me at the time.
As the year continued on I made new friends and also started to realize that who I was before and who I was then wasn’t the person that I truly was. I went and tried to figure out who I truly was and that was one of the hardest things for me to do. After Christmas break, I decided I just didn’t want to be known as the smart one or the quiet and shy one, so I decided to start trying
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to participate more in class. This was hard for me because I was and i’m still not very good at speaking in front of a class. Once I started making some of the hardest changes, I also started talking and dressing differently. I started dressing up for school and trying to look nice everyday. If I compared my everyday school wardrobe than to now, I have made a big change in what I wear to school everyday. I honestly know now that I don’t really like dressing up for school and I like being comfortable in what I wear. I also get a lot more sleep now then I did freshman year because I don’t worry about getting up early to dress up. Freshman year was scary for a lot of people and we went through some different phases and some don’t even understand why they went through that phase in the first place.
I still dress up occasionally but not as much as I used to during my freshman year of high school. I might dress up a few times a month but not almost everyday as I had in the past. I think it’s funny to think about the phase I went through in order to find out that I really truly don’t care what I wear to school or how I look coming to school because that’s not what matters. My academics and extracurricular activities are what matter to me most, not what clothes I wear to school
everyday. The main thing I don’t understand about that whole phase is, why was I thinking about what other people think anyway? I look back at my pictures from freshman year and realize how many changes I have made throughout the years to better myself and how happy I actually am now versus back then. I think one main contributor to this phase was the fact that reality had set in that I was one of the youngest kids in the high school and also the smallest, so that made me even more scared about what people would think of me. Looking back now, I still don’t understand what I was trying to do and why I was doing that. I went through this phase where I wanted to become someone I’m not in order to get new friends when in reality all it did was push my true friends away. My best friend was the one who really pointed out to me what I was doing and how it wasn’t who I was. Even to this day she is still with me and supports most of my decisions. I tried out new sports and activities I probably never would have done if I was still in the phase of trying to change who I was. I became friends with some upperclassmen that I didn’t think I would become friends with after I got out of this phase and started trying new things. I am happy that I got out of that phase, but then again I realized that without that phase I wouldn’t be who I am right now. I may have lost some friends during that phase but I gained some new and more supportive friends during that phase also. I will always be confused about why I started that phase in the first place but no matter what I am glad that I went through it. I think that the most important thing that I got out of that whole phase was that if people don’t like you for who you truly are then they aren’t people you should spend your time with. The last other thing that I got out of that phase was that don’t try to change who you are just because you’re scared and I will always remember how that phase made me feel and who I became after it.
Walking into Walnut Hills High School right now would have anyone thinking the just walked into the middle of a tornado. Everyone you look there are students running in and out of doors, in and out of cars, and most certainly either turning in missing assignments or retaking tests. There is only one way for you to explain all this ciaos, Senior Year, the year that all teens await with so much excitement and ambition and the year that every single hour long study dates pays off. For the class of 2021 this isn’t just their final year at Walnut Hills this is the year that friends separate and head off to their different university to follow their dreams.
Up till middle school, it seemed like I fit in pretty well at school. I was decent at sports and I had a good amount of friends. Life was pretty good at the time and I was enjoying it. Once high school started, I could see a shift in my life. I had lost most friends from prior years, and I was not good at sports; I struggled to fit in.
I was so ashamed of my physical appearance and nostalgic of my senior year of high school, that I isolated myself from the majority of the people I’d met. I started binge watching Netflix in my dorm room, making frequent trips to a nearby dermatologist and crying to my mom and friends from home about how I hated school and wanted to transfer ASAP. I was cold, lonely and ugly. I couldn’t wait for winter break so I could forget about my sucky dorm and lack of college friends for a while.
The last thing I wanted was to be seen differently and have people judge. My freshman year I came to the fact that I had been attracted to girls rather than guys. As I looked back at my previous years, it had all changed since. I remember watching movies as young as a fifth-grader and wanting to always be the guy in a relationship, but at the time I didn't understand why. Also, I had always preferred to hang around guys, whether we would play ball or fish, rather than play house with all the other girls.
This time I moved to Warren, Michigan and I attended my last year of elementary school with brand new people. The process of getting to know people took me a long time. I became the shy student that did not take part in any school activity again because I was afraid I would be judged on everything I did. As the years went by I started meeting new people each year. It is now my Senior year of High School and I attend three different schools: CPC, Cousino, and Macomb Community College, I can finally say that I am gaining my confidence back.
I was told that this, my junior year, would be the easiest year of my high school career. And no, they were absolutely wrong. It was not just school and grades that I was concern about either. I had other things to worry about, things like, driving, clubs, friends and family. I however had no idea that it would be this difficult. Throughout this school year I have learned many things; like the value of sleep, whose really your friend, and that although very important, grades are not everything.
come out of my shell not being so much of an introvert or antisocial. Once I got older I made
Entering my first year into high school my mind was juvenile I was not yet adjusted to the high school atmosphere. At the time I was still worried about the little things in school such as friends and associates. My first priority was never my work; it used to be entertainment over all. Along that came with my priorities came procrastination and that led to me delaying my assignments hoping for a teacher to give me a "second chance". Forthcoming, at the end of the second quarter my ninth grade year I received a rude awakening.
But what I realized was, this entire time, I was being myself. I never conformed to what everyone liked, I always remained myself because that is the best way to live life. I’ve always wore the exquisite long tees with jean cut-offs I wanted to wear. I’ve always hung around the chill people who aren’t afraid to be different and don’t care what others think of them. I’ve just recently considered my uniqueness as a blessing instead of a curse. It’s a lot better being around a few like-minded people that actually like you than being acquaintances with hundreds of people that you are putting a front on for. At that moment I embraced that fact that I traveled down the lonely road less traveled. The road of being yourself and doing the things that you like and doing the things that make you happy. Life is a lot better when you aren’t trying to be something that you are
Throughout my high school experience, I've been able to obtain knowledge that I can use to better my life. Some of the classes I've taken have been a blessing in disguise. For example, I never expected to learn as much as I did about writing and literature by just simply reading. Many of my teachers have pushed me to my limits and inspired me to think differently from my peers. In general my best English experience was reading "MacBeth" by William Shakespeare in Mr. Elwell's class, where I also realized I had many English skills to improve on.
He we go. Just me and myself now. I can write whatever I want and Mrs. Wesbecher can’t read it. To this point I have wrote about a lot of fun things I have done throughout high school, but that was just the PG version. Sophomore year is when things really began to heat up. One day over at Alex’s we found the key to his parents liquor cabinet. We did exactly what 15 year old guys would do, took some sips and wow did we think we were badasses. Looking back opening the cabinet taking a few sips and locking it back up really quick was quite comical. One night during Sophomore year it was Alex, Cal, and I, Alex drank a lot and we started to walk around town (no license yet). We walked around town for a long time with Alex’s sloppy ass. After a while
I faced piles of trials in my life. I stayed consistent and busy, and I always had something on my plate. Freshman year trying to keep my grades up was one of the main struggles I had to deal with. There were different ways to deal with the situation I had and everyone has their own way of handling it. I had processes on how I would handle my work, which I call “Keys”. The keys I had in dealing with my trials are with time, patience, and prayer.
classmates, but I promise myself to try and live up to everyone’s expectations. About one year later, I become
High school is meant to be the time of your life, but for most seniors just like me it can be some of the most emotional and crazy time. The things in my past make me who I am today, and the things I do now are the first footsteps into the future. I’ve learned a lot about myself in these past four years, and I still have so much learning to do. This is my high school story; the good, bad, and the ugly.
I decided that my actions were no longer beneficial to me and I wanted to charge. This transition was scary I had to leave the only friends I’d had outside of my brother and start over. My eleventh grade year changed my life. I didn’t have high school or myself figured out yet but I was ready to dive in and swim. I’d tried fitting in mimicking trends and behaviors of everyone else. Then one day I reflected on my experiences and what I had gained from them, nothing! I wasn’t popular, cool, and I didn’t have a girlfriend or any prospects. Trying to fit in was a constant failure, my last resort was to just be myself. My junior year was the year that I decided to be myself my attitude was positive. I was kind, smart, funny, and I had style. I began to work every day after school at McDonald’s and I joined the drama club. With the money from my job I started buying nicer clothes I didn’t always have the newest fashions or the best attire but my confidence was radiant. The drama club shed light on my humorous side participating in school plays showed my peers my talents. Girls began to notice me I got a girlfriend and I’d had a few admirers. High school wasn’t so bad after all. My eleventh grade year was the first year of high school that concluded in a triumphant