I Felt Trapped Within Myself Essay

Unfortunately, part of my high school learning experience has been learning from my mistakes. During my sophomore year, I was put on a five day suspension from school because I failed a random drug test for marijuana. When this happened, it seemed as if my life stopped and ended. My parents were shocked, my teachers were shocked, and even I would have been shocked a few weeks before this happened. Going into tenth grade, my reputation at my high school was that of a quiet student with great integrity and that is how I had been perceived my whole life. As being looked upon as an introverted person I was always encouraged to interact with new people and make new friends. I did just that but then found myself associating with the wrong type of

In the first few years, I was reserved. Because I only hung out with the people I knew and rarely stepped out of my comfort zone back in Florida, I acted the same way moving to Georgia. Making friends wasn’t important to me because I was used to being isolated. Going on to high school, I came to a realization that I needed to step out into the world. I knew that I couldn’t always depend on myself. I needed to make connections and branch out. I took my chances and joined clubs to help not only myself but others as well. High school was also the transition of my life where I started focusing on my grades. I started working harder and as the curriculum started to get more difficult, it only motivated me to be more diligent.

Socially, I decided to isolate myself from everyone else as I had developed a bad impression of people. I became the shy kid who sat in the corner in class and didn’t speak with anyone. I didn’t have a sense of direction or any kind of plans and frankly, I wasn’t worried, although I should have been. I stopped caring for school and completely stopped studying and for a couple of months, I thought I would never make it out and graduate high school. Thinking back of this time still frightens me. Who knows how I would be today if I had stayed like this.

I was still finding out who I was then, even now I’m not done changing, but I’m not who I once was, I’m not sad all of the time, I have a very small group of friends and I have changed for the better. My high school experience has been very interesting so far. Having few friends in life leads you to finding an alternative; I read of adventures and friendships, I learned the meaning of love and what it means to care about someone, I put myself in the shoes of those I read about. It’s helped me to become independent and more

Now, almost a decade later I have learnt what is really important to me. It is important to step back and listen to yourself instead of looking at others. Today, with a bigger distance to my highschool years I can see what was happening to me and why I acted the way I did. I was fantasising about who I could become to be loved and acknowledged by the people around me. I thought defining myself would make me feel more secure about myself. Looking around me I can see the phenomenon of the search for identity almost everywhere.

Some people say that you cannot change what you refuse to confront. Growing up in Compton it was hard because every action you did had a great consequence. My parents were one of the authorities that set down a path without violence and away from drugs. One of the greatest successes that I experienced in my past was having carried over my community service from where I lived to where I am now. Carrying over my community service experience has made it better for me to be around those who I can connect with and have fun helping others. The greatest failure that I’ve experienced was the choice of friends that I had. With the majority of my “friends” that I had, almost all were under bad influences. That made it harder for me to fit in with kids who I resemble that make me

It was all downhill from elementary school. No, my grades didn’t drop and I didn’t become a street rat, but socially, junior high single handedly ruined my social life. But from before I even stepped foot on the premises, I was destined to an awkward, mute, and sidelined three years: seventh grade, eighth grade, and freshman year. My elementary school, Central Road, was made up of two groups of kids, those who would go to Carl Sandburg, and those who would go to Plum Grove; and my tight knit group of friends would be cut in half when it came time for the split. Although there was more than 100 students who would be moving on to one of these schools, I was one of only 20 who would be attending Plum Grove starting in the fall. Of course, my

High school is such a different experience for everyone. We all take different paths and learn new things everyday. We learn trigonometry, how to fix cars, how to dissect a frog, and different laws in the world. The things we learn in class are very important, but along the way of expanding our educations, one will tend to learn a lot about themselves and others. For me, I feel that my high school experience was not ideal and I constantly complain about the outcome. Looking back in grade eight, I had a different plan for me. It took me up until this year to realize that although my experience was not something worth bragging about, I've learned a lot about who I am. I've learned to take chances, be patient, and

Over the past four years of being in high school I have changed tremendously mentality and physically. Mentally I’m mature by changing my group of friends and surrounding myself with positivity. A few lessons that I came across is that not everyone into friend. People who say that there really there for you most likely are not going to be there at the end of the day when you need them the most. Also when I recently learned is that if you pay tension now in school he pays off in the long run.

My public high school had misbehaved students and kids who didn’t care much about school. This resulted in the school having a poor academic system, although I did well it didn’t do a good job of preparing me for what was next. I attended Trevor Day School which at the time was a top 50 private school in New York City. They were granted the privilege of being on this list by having great teachers, a good learning environment, and one of the most rigorous curriculums in the city. This was a very cutthroat society that I had yet to encounter. As expected it was a drastic change, everyone was wealthier than me, there was racial tension, and in some ways it felt as if these kids were somehow smarter than me. Nonetheless, I had yet to realize that they weren’t in fact smarter than I was they just obtained the necessary tools to succeed in such an environment. I was one of the only colored guys in the school and I was on the basketball team. It was obvious that I was on financial aid and many people thought that I was granted with too much and I would fail off. Up until this point in my life I earned everything I received, but this was different; this time it was given to me. Therefore, with a lot given to me there would be a lot expected of me. I knew this prior to arriving at school, there were already a lot of eyes and pressure on

When comparing my life and personality as a freshman to my current life, there are many differences. As a freshman, I was unmotivated and immature. Going into highschool, I wasn’t prepared or used to doing a lot of homework. In elementary and middle school I had been one of the smartest kids in my class, and school was easy. Then when I started 9th grade, I realized I actually had to put effort in my work, so I didn’t. Freshman year I was mean and rude to those around me, including my friends and teachers. I remember myself as loud and obnoxious, and I didn’t really care about other people’s feelings or how my actions would affect others. When I reflect on what I was like, I see myself as the few kids in my PGC group who don’t pay attention

I had never enjoyed school much through the years, and it’s not because of the learning, that’s what I loved about it. I just found myself to loathe the social end of it, as I had went through troubles with that. I had eventually had to seclude myself from most people. But as I came to college, expecting the worse in result getting the best. It has been an experience so far and can clearly see a difference, my attitude towards everything has changed. Before it had felt like I had no friends, but now I feel like I definitely do. High school felt like it was very close-knit, everyone was in everyone's business; it was a little community of its own within a small or medium sized building. At a college community there is just too much going on and it’s not all about what Sally did or what George did, or what they did together. There may be things said and all among somewhere in there, but it honestly does not even matter. Perhaps I am not quite hitting it on the nose of what’s the difference but the feeling is a whole new one and it’s the best kind of change I can find. Although there are still some that stir up the drama that is high school and trivial that could be avoided. Everyone wants to stray away from. The whole experience though, has made me think that maybe life isn’t just like high school despite what the popular saying is, ‘you never get

At first glance high school seems to be a fun and relaxed time. A time that you get to hang out with friends and participate in extracurricular activities. Some of your most treasured memories will be made in high school. However, high school is a cruel and unforgiving place. In high school individuals get judged by their appearance, the way they act, and who they hang out with.

For four long years I felt as if my high school was in a different world in of itself. I had spent that time interacting with an extensive amount of groups, or “cliques”, and getting to know what they do. Through my experiences, I had begun to realize what made this “subculture” high school of sorts run like it did. High school is an incredibly dynamic time for people, and I had changed as a person dramatically from my freshman to senior year. Like many, my freshman year was quite awkward, as remnants of my middle school self remained with me. As time went on, how, I talked to more people and grew out of my passive and shy personality. This did not just randomly happen without reason though. I began to learn and realize who I was and whom I enjoyed talking to in school, which explained why I spent so much time socializing with multiple kinds and groups of people. Everyone’s concept of “normal” was different, and high school was where I learned that lesson and will never forget.

They disregarded the place of divine-will in their conception of self, basing it on mere experience, empirical evidence and mathematical formulations. This shift of conception is termed 'demythologization', where everything works without a purpose and results from mechanical interaction of particles regulated by universal laws which can be mathematically formulated (Greetham, B., 2006). Consequently, began the search of the self by looking within for purpose and meaning.