My First Day At School

1.Contact with members of the lower castes always reminded him painfully of this physical inadequacy

Sophomore year was absolutely nothing what I expected it to be; It was the complete opposite of freshman year. Freshman year I was shy and quiet. Also, in Freshman year, I was on a competition dance team and that was all I knew because I spent every day at the dance studio, and because of that, I was not very involved at school and I had no time for anything. However, I decided to quit my dance studio so I could have more of a life in High School. With my newly discovered free time, I decided to join the Speech team, the musical, and the play at Marian. I also decided to get a waitressing job at Le Peep. Thanks to these new activities, I became more confident than ever. I also found a new love of mine, theatre. Not only did I find the a new

Senior year hit me like a truck. I went to a summer camp called “Camp Quest,” that is when everything changed. I did not know anyone else attending this camp and taking the social jump to attend scared me more than anything in my life. I had stayed in my comfort zone my whole life, but going to this camp made me step out of it. I had to force myself to actually go talk to people.

Senior year has been a rollercoaster of emotions and events. I got to experience things

After this I began intermediate school at Wood Intermediate, which was a huge transition for me because I had to make a new group of friends because many of mine were going to a different school. This was a weird time for me because I didn’t know who to establish myself with because a lot of those people were already friends and I was the new kid. Eventually I found the greatest group of friends I could possibly wish for, and we are all still friends today. After intermediate school I attended North High School, where I was accepted to the Dual Enrollment program. And I have worked hard every day to reach my accomplishment of attending college, while also balancing a job half-way through my junior year and my senior

A lot have people have been nervous about their freshman year but eventually we all make friends and end off the year with a lot of great weird and sometimes depressing memories.

From worrying about essays and biographies so we could graduate the next year was a struggle and at that I still had to worry about passing the english EOC. I couldn't trust anyone then because they was so fake and messy.Only person that I trusted was my girlfriend and my handful of friends that I had at the time and that's because I was shy to meet new people but I started growing out of that when we had a lot of new kids join our school. Junior year flew by so fast I didn't even realize it was already summer. My brother had already graduated and we were getting ready for his graduation party and his birthday party the next day we got out of school. His party was great and all his friends came out and celebrated with

With a new friend, Labshel, she was able to introduce us to her friends. Gaining friends with the help of other friends and my socializing skills I was able to create a big group of them like those seen in movies. Our group of friends consisted of a funny, jokester, shy, outgoing, wild and smart friend. As my first year of high school went by it was an exciting ride with many crazy adventurous. Learning new academic skills such as Algebra 1, Living Environment, Global 1 and much more it helped me expand my mind to new things. Starting as a nervous and worried freshman I ended the year with gaining new memories and friendships. Freshman year made me realize how amazing my next three school years were going to be I was ready for this new journey in a total new school with new people and new friends. High school was nothing like I imagined, it was an amazing year for me and I was so glad everything was going good. Freshman year was both stressing but fun and i’m so glad I was able to experience it with such amazing

The end of my Sophomore year was the worst time of my entire life and the main cause of my beliefs and ideas of myself. Depression hit me hard and fast like being in the two minute and twelve-second knockout boxing match with Muhammad Ali, but gratefully received help from my family, school, and a special someone. It played a massive role in my effectiveness in school work and social life, but that became the start of what I would call a blessing. Motivation and ambition came quickly after the second semester after months of pressure and love from others who I am proud to call family and friends.

At twelve-years-old, starting Junior High was struggle for me. It wasn’t because anyone was bullying me or because my friends left me and I was surrounded with drama, it was actually personal inflictions. Junior High was stressful, the natural fear of not being accepted at me, a few months before my dear friend Ruby moved from Clovis to San Francisco. It was all just a lot, and in sixth grade I felt a little… betrayed by my long time guy friend. It hurt to know we’d never be friends again, no matter how hard I wanted to start over. That, and just being a normal teenage girl, I was often feeling misunderstood and under deep pressure from my family. It was a very depressing few years and there were even times when I became jealous and hateful and I

Starting freshman year, I was excited. I was the new kid in town, moving from North Plainfield to Plainfield. Sure, moving to a new city is a very scary thing. Almost all my friends, including my best friend -- lived in Plainfield. Not to mention I was homeschooled, finding new friends would be a challenge. But, I loved playing sports -- when I found out about Plainfield’s recreation basketball team, I had to join. I was a late bloomer when it came to the whole competitive sports thing, but I adjusted well. My team

I didn’t have many friends and didn’t get along with them. 9th grade wasn’t bad, it was actually a very nice year for a lot of reasons but definitely not because I embraced myself. My friend from 8th grade as no longer my friend as 9th grade rolled around and eventually him and I got into a physical confrontation, which I proudly won, what an awful way to start that year but the closure really did make me move on. 10th grade I started going to LCTI and at that point I started to realize that rather than being someone who worked for life that I lived life. I started going to different clubs that year after school, none of them were that great but I had fun. I did my best in LCTI and did what I wanted to do. I always had my eyes on being a computer programmer. I had major success and happiness. I had stayed who I was and with a few adjustments grew in those aspects and developed some others. From my success and honesty to myself I realized how important these things were. When people ask about me I always have something to say. Chris had forced himself into the wilderness and for me this was a smaller but personally huge step. I had started hiking into the better parts of life. He had went his own path and so did I. I was leaving the swamp, killing the hydra and becoming a new

Sophomore and junior year basically felt like two years in one. Just like freshman year, I was the new kid on the block. My dad got sole custody of my brother and I and drove through several states just to get us. I was mad at first and I hated Tishomingo, and all I thought about was being able to move back in with my mom after sophomore year was up. But by the time second semester came around, I was able to make friends who I thought understood me, and I no longer wanted to move. Eventually the year was over and it was Junior year in the blink-of-an-eye. Junior year was my best high school year which included me joining band for the first time, dating the love of my life, and finding out who my true friends were.

Things was completely different but the same. The work was harder and different from the work I had in middle school even the teachers I had was also different as well. My transition going into high school was different. It happened to be a different type of scenery and I didn’t expect for that to happen to me at that time. Being a freshman opened up a whole different world for me that I wasn’t really ready for. Going into highschool, I had friends I thought I would be friends with for my entire life. As soon as I got to high school things started to change. On top of the friends I had I also made new friends as well. When I was a freshman I had to look up to the upperclassmen to guide me and to lead me by example. When I was a freshman, it meant I had to be on my P’s and Q’s. I felt a lot of pressure when I was a freshman especially from teachers. Fitting in while I was a freshman wasn’t a good start for me because I wasn’t really involved into any school activities or

Hello from past Kiersten. How’s senior year? Hopefully you have benign teachers and you’re not overly stressing about homework or your GPA (even though I know you most definitely are). Freshman year must've seemed like a breeze compared to junior and senior year, eh? Hopefully you’ve gotten cooler and have refrained from saying things like “eh”. Anyway, freshman year was very stressful. It seemed like the teachers showed apathy toward us with all of the homework they assigned and the novels we were forced to read and analyze. The majority of my freshman year was filled with (unnecessary amounts) stress which engendered many sleepless nights. I probably spent 85% of my year feeling lethargic. You’re probably laughing in derision at the fact