My High School Experience In My Middle School

Students who are becoming freshmen often ask “what’s it like to be in high school?” High school is not what you think. Freshmen don’t get pushed in lockers, there's not that one popular girl who shoves other students books out of their hands, and the cafeteria is not the most embarrassing place to be. High school is not an amicable. If you really think high school is a amicable place where students smile at each other, think again. Here is some advice from my high school experience.

People change. Three years with the same 60 kids has taught me this. But people change all the time. Instead of saying people change, I should say people drift apart. Sometimes what previously held you and your circle of friends together disintegrates slowly. Conversation dies and interaction is avoided. As a person who experienced this firsthand, I'm unsure how I should feel about this. Back in 5th grade, I was really close to one of my fellow classmates. For the sake of, well, our dead friendship, let’s call her Anna. It was a circle of 5 in fifth grade. We experienced silly stapler wars together and ranted about our ever changing substitute teachers together. Anna and I remained close in 6th grade. Our circle of friends stayed intact although a few of us were in another class. We shared secrets, gossiped about certain people we disliked and fangirled over celebrities. Then, like in every friendship, a fight broke out, not just between Anna and I, but among our whole friendship circle. Suddenly, everyone has a problem with someone else. The five of us found new people to hang out with. Some of us stayed in pairs but Anna had joined a new circle of friends that did not include the former 5 person friendship group we were in. With only 60 people in your grade, conflicts are resolved easily as you most likely see that person you dislike many times a day. This held true for Anna, 3 other girls and myself. We may have split up, but we regrouped quickly.

All during Elementary School I couldn 't wait 'till Middle School no more taddle tails. A different teacher every day, No more cranky teacher for the whole day. Yeah! The best part about it is that there will be air conditioning. I know that sounds really weird but at my old school there was no air conditioning so at the end of the school year the rooms would get super hot and none of the teachers would want to turn on the fans because they were loud and the students would get really distracted. I know that sounds crazy.

My experiences with High School have been increasingly good. I started the year in agony. I hated everything about it. I didn’t have hardly any friends in lunch with me. I also didn’t like a lot of my teachers. I struggled with getting around the school. Thankfully, that has all changed. I’m starting to realize my opportunities and experiences are bigger and better than last year. I’ve met so many new people and made countless friends. I’ve learned more about myself and who I am.

I went through all of middle school having many friends; even though everyone was going through possibly the most awkward stage of life, there wasn’t a disconnect between all the cliques as there is now, in high school. Freshman year was basically the same as middle school, although everyone in the grade started dispersing into their own cliques, I had my main group of friends, and like every naïve freshman, I thought they were going to be there for my entire high school experience. I hadn’t reached the point where I realized that I was no longer in middle school yet, and then everything was completely different. Sophomore year came and a few people in my friend group left, maybe because they got a boyfriend or because they were on a different sports team and became closer to those players, but I hadn’t lost them entirely yet. But slowly I became distant from those friends. I noticed that by the end of

With only knowing two people in my freshman class, my emotional barrier was up. Even before starting high school, my guard was up. As soon as I let my walls down during Freshman assembly, it was a great experience. I made a lot of friends, but after a while stuff within my newly created “clique” was going downhill. They were just like the people from my old school - they talked so badly about each other behind each other's backs and were so judgmental of everyone. Then I adapted to their behavior. Once I stopped, took a step back, and looked, I realized there were so much wrong and I was a part of it without realizing.

Every school teaches at a different pace, and I just so happened to be ahead of everyone. I was very shy on the first day of school, and I didn’t talk to anyone. Moving schools is tough and now that I look back at my days in middle school, I was a socially awkward kid. I still am a socially awkward kid, but I have gotten better. I never had any friends in middle school because I was considered the weird, new kid. Kids in middle school would shout “Loser!” or sometimes call me gay. These acrimonious have left scars in my heart, and sometimes those words reappear. I put a smile on my face and act like everything is fine, and, for the most part, it has worked. I have “friends” in high school, and by “friends” I mean people who use me for homework and to tutor them. If I was actually their friend, I would get invited to hang out with them. I get the same excuse every time, “Sorry, I’m really busy,” but on their social media I see them hanging out with

As I went through junior high, I realized I would never be close with my best friends from elementary again. When I got to high school, I was thrown into an even bigger class with people I have never seen before, and I honestly was not sure if I would

When I was 14 I changed schools. I went from a massive middle school to a high school that had less than 300 people. These 300 kids all grew up together. They went from kindergarten, to middle school to high school together. They all played sports together, went to church together and developed long lasting friendships. Growing up I had bad taste in friends. I have no siblings so I’m a fairly shy individual, so when it came to choosing friends I gravitated towards the more popular kids who everybody envied and wanted to be friends with. The friends I had in elementary school weren’t very nice. While I was friends with them they still picked on me like they did to everyone else. The difference with me was that I thought, “Well we’re friends

Middle School. A truly awkward period of your life between elementary school and high school. Between being a messy little kid and a stressed out high schooler who is constantly on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Throughout my life, I’ve experienced periods of time where my interest in an activity would peak. Sometimes it was a television show, other times a game, and, on rare occasions a class I had at school. When I first got to high school, I was unsure how it would shape me as I grew into an adult. Before going to my first day at high school though, I had my first day somewhere else: Millstone trails, where I would spend much of my next four years after school running for cross country practice. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Joining the team had been an on the whim decision to obtain a P.E. credit while saving a block in my schedule for a class I could actually learn in and enjoy. I had never run at all before, much less the distances that were expected from me. What I truly never expected though was for that sport to have almost as big an influence on me as my entire high school education did.

I live in a small town named Tawau in the Malaysian state of Sabah but I spent most of my high school years in the state capital – Kota Kinabalu (KK). My high school experience had been a total mess. Partly because my family moved from one city after another and partly because all three of my high school practices the same kind of education system.

Entering the high school as a freshman is a whole new experience. There’s many new opportunities as a student. If it’s either in your classes, clubs, sports, or school activities. The transition between the middle school to the high school was very smooth for me. All of my teachers prepared me well for entering this new stage in my live. I believe I’m a very hardworking person. I like to be organized and have all my things in place. School is one of my main priorities at the moment. I want to have the best future as possible, go to a great college, have a good home and a happy family. I value spending time with my family and friends. Growing up with your family and doing all the things and routines that they do, really shapes the type of person you are and the one you’ll be in the future. I look up to my parents very much. My dad and mom are very hardworking and they want the best for my brother, my sister and I. I really enjoy traveling and experiencing all new different types of cultures, foods, and music. I believe culture is such an important part of what makes a person who they are. My family’s ethnicity is Colombian. Everything about Colombia makes you feel so heartwarming, and it’s such a beautiful country. Traveling just lets you escape from reality and makes you feel like a whole different person. It helps you take a breath and relax. Making the best of your time is really my go-to. You never know what is ahead of you, so just do what you enjoy and love. Get out

When I was a in middle school, I was on the quiz bowl team. The tournaments were nonchalant, the questions were manageable, and the teams all competed to have a good time, not just to advance. Because the experience was enjoyable in middle school, I decided that I would also brave the unknown murky waters of high school scholars bowl; I was under the assumption that it would be the same for the most part. This assumption was severely misguided.

My freshmen year of high school was one of the hardest years I ever faced. It was a transition from middle school to high school. Friend groups change and sometimes you end up being the outcast. I was not an outcast but my friends were definitely changing. They were not as talkative when I was around and I was never included. It hurt, I did not know how to be comfortable around the people I thought were my best friends. Whenever I brought up how I was feeling they would apologize and say they would not do it again. But it never happened. They would always go back to never including myself.