I Have A Pretty Good Life

When I saw my friends walking toward me, that’s when I finally stepped into the building. As I walked into the building, I was astonished by how enormous the school was compared to my middle school. Some teachers welcomed me to the new school, and asked me if I needed any help finding the classrooms, while the other teachers were too busy typing on their computers. The moment when I entered my homeroom, it surely was much bigger than the one at my old school, the room makes me feel more comfortable with the new environment because the teacher was very friendly and very professional because of well-prepared clothes, and the way she talked. I finally realized that I have entered the world of reality, such as passing all my classes and graduate high school, then off to

I have never allowed myself to become a victim of circumstance. When I learned that I was going to move a few weeks before the start of my junior year, I decided that I would not just wait out the last two years of my high school career, but instead use the move as an opportunity to grow and become more involved than ever in my school and community. My father’s job as a head of school has led me to live in Seoul, South Korea; Weymouth, Massachusetts; Hernando, Mississippi; and now to Greenville, Mississippi, which is in the middle of one of the poorest areas in the nation. Moving in my junior year of high school has stopped me from being in a leadership position in certain clubs, however the move did not hinder my involvement in my school.

I can remember sitting in class, feeling eyes burning through me, dodging inquisitive glances from all sides, and anxiously awaiting the bell to ring for lunchtime. As most people know, lunch is the most dreaded part of the first day at a new school. First day of school memories are still fairly vivid for me; my father was in the JAG corps in the Army and my family moved with biannual regularity. In fact, I even attended three different high schools. While this may seem highly undesirable to some, I learned an incredible amount about myself, the world, and other people through moving that I may never have learned otherwise. What I have learned about myself and the world will without a doubt contribute to my success in life and even law

I then found out that I lived in district to attend McEachern HS at this point I felt excited because I had heard that this school was fun and big. I did know some people that attended this school, so I thought that coming here wasn’t that bad. When I came to register my first impression was “oh no this school is too big, I’m going to end up getting lost my first day here.” My first day of school here was really nerve racking, I was so scared and I felt so lonely. I was like the stranger in the village, I felt as if people looked at me weird and I just felt like I didn’t fit in. Having to walk from one building to another was a struggle for me because I wasn’t used to it. One of the first people I met here was my friend Monica who was a grade older than me and I had a class with her. One day in class she came to me and said “hey I’m Monica, are you new here?” I responded back to her and I said to her “yes I am, I came from South Cobb.” After this day we became really good friends. Once I started meeting other people at MHS wasn’t as bad but I still missed my

The saying goes “if you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it is yours forever. If it doesn't, then it never was yours at all.” This past fall semester I had to set myself free from the one place I loved to be the most and that was Millersville University. Millersville has been a place that I can whole heartedly call home. From the view of Miller and S’ville at the pond to walking through the SMC to being welcomed by all who see you on campus. I even loved my classes for I had professors who put everything into their teaching and wanted the best for their students. I had to give it all away this past semester and it hurt me so bad.

My transfer process from the dreary and jaded feeling halls of my High-School to Isothermal Community College was drastic. Rutherford - Spindale Central High made me feel trapped and like none of my choices mattered in the slightest bit. When I finally graduated I knew my life would change and it has quite a bit. I make my own decisions and I am responsible for important things, such as my education and grades. I am thankful for the freedom that my college life gives me as well as the responsibility.

I had a feeling that I would attend that school, and what were my chances sooner than later it was. The whole month of September I was considered or actually labeled as the new girl, which I highly disliked because I have a name. I had no friends whatsoever, gym class was the worst since I was always alone, and my teachers thought that I wasn’t bright as the other students were, but one day that all had changed. I can admit that out of the past seven years I have lived here in Laredo, Texas I have learned so much, skills that include communication, leadership, multitasked, and organizer. Have helped me in some part of my life to make me the young women I am today. Yes, I do admit I am not perfect I do make mistakes, but I have learned through past experiences to get up and try again as many times I fall. Many might say that my actions describe who I am, but the truth is that it is my character who describes me from in and out.

I felt helpless and lonely. I felt as though there was no one to help me. I didn't see any friends during this period of my life and I watched tv frequently. I heard nothing to the point where I hear my own thoughts consuming my mind. I usually tasted potato chips and my mouth was always dry. I usually slept with my dog every night, so I would usually wake up smelling like

That August, I relocated to Brenham ,Texas to attend Blinn College. It was an astronomical adjustment as I had never been on my own. I quickly made friends with like-minded classmates, and I was beginning to be quite successful in my classes. Any ill will I had towards attending school once again quickly faded away, yet there was an ever growing sense of doubt that something this positive would not be without a downside.

As a result, I have at least lived in six different “homes” and transferred to four different schools. It was hard to leave everything behind. All that I accomplished, the relationships I built and everyone I knew and cared about, gone. I have to start all over again from scratch, building and constructing relationships with friends and family. Then when I start to get situated, the process repeats itself again and again. Even though it was thought at first I have grown acclimated to it. As a result of this experience, I believe that I became a more independent and socially adept

As time went on the house was continuously being built meaning time was running out, I was making sure I appreciated my time in Oak Forest as much as possible. At the end of the school year I did all that I could so I was obviously upset with leaving. I began to spend time with the friends I knew in Orland park and was hoping that I would at least go to the same school as them so that I could know some people in my school. It just so happens that I got very unlucky and went to the school where I didn't know a single person, Orland Junior High (OJH), which is exactly what i was afraid of. This was the start of a new chapter in my life. As the school year started it turned how I imagined it to be, standing alone with nobody to talk to while everybody else reunited with their friends and talked about their summer. Another thing that gave me a punch into reality was the level of difficulty the grading system and classes in this school

After moving in I thought that it would be just as fun as when I lived back at my grandma’s house. But reality finally came to beat me dead. I woke up to the sound of hammering and metal pounding. I slowly got up hoping it was all in my head, then I walked over to my mom and questioned her “Where is that loud noise coming from?” She replied “They are still building houses, you just need to get used to it.” I never made friends with my neighbors. But then I did and we went to school. Now when I went to school I thought it would be like my old school where everyone is nice to each other. But I learned not everyone was nice the hard way. I never got used to be around with people like this and I had no idea what to do. But not everyone there was mean and rude I found some people that may not live by me but I could still hang out with. But I didn’t go to them because I did not know how to make them, people normally come to me. But after my first year I was able to make friends because I figured it out. But I was still emotionally sensitive and no one there was as sensitive as I was. My old school a lot of people had things in common with each other and there was hardly any problems but it was different in Kapolei and I

     Once my family and I arrived at our new house I was still very saddened because of the move and had trouble not getting mad at my parents. Summer went bye like it wasn’t even there and by the time school started I was very depressed. The new school I was going to was Naperville North High School which was about ten times the size of my old school in Pennsylvania in size and in the number of students. In my school in Pennsylvania there were about twelve students in each class, here the number runs around thirty two. The school building was so big I had a lot of trouble getting to class on time let alone finding them in the building. The school wasn’t what I was bothered by the most because it was the fact that I didn’t have any social life and I was a social person. There were a lot of different groups of people at my new high school, it was tough for me to fit in and meet new people. Everyone just knew me as the new kid and didn’t even bother to find out what my real name was. The first

“It’s A Good Life” has a really interesting premise. I really liked it as a story, and I especially liked the idea that the whole town was dependant on a little boy’s whims. Because of the way the story is told, it takes a little while into the story to really realize what is happening, and the scope to which Anthony has changed their lives. I thought it was cool how little clues were provided to the reader, in lines like “hauled to the edge of Peaksville and dumped off into the nothingness” or “They help, somehow. As much as anything can help”. This way the readr knew something was wrong, but they don’t quite know what is.

Upon first glance, my new school did not seem like much of a fit for me. Everyone seemed to like it, but I was having trouble fitting into the daily grind of a school that required much more effort and attention than I was ever used to. I did my best to keep up with everyone else, but this was hard for me, seeing as I was used to being one of the