Personal Narrative: My Boundaries Of High School Dating

My palms were sweating, my heart was racing, I had no idea what to expect or who I was going to meet. I was never the type of girl to embrace new situations, I hated change and I wasn’t very good with meeting new people. I figured once I got to high school it would be my chance to start all over, turn the page in my book of life, and flip over a new leaf. I wanted to finally be the girl that fit in with everyone. I had imagined myself going to parties with big groups of my new friends, having sleepovers and doing all of the things cool high school kids normally do. I was certain that my high school career would be just like one of those really corny teen movies and I would live happily ever after with the homecoming crown and the boy of my

Being a freshman is the hardest of your four years in high school. Have you ever been pressured to be the best person you can be? This is how my year was as a freshman. Freshman year was the most different I never thought I would of found my way around the school when I first started to go there. Freshman year was the best year throughout my years of high school and it was the only year I had friends. During this year I had a lot of anxieties which dealt with me thinking I’m gonna be alone and not have any friends throughout the year to support me through the whole thing. Also, I would think of the pressure of not doing good in any of my classes so I would think it would affect my GPA in the future. The transition from middle school to high school was a different type of thing to do.

Going through high school the days were all the same, except for game days. There was just something different about the culture of the school. You could almost feel the excitement in the air. Every “Good luck tonight,” that was received made it feel like the whole school was rooting for me. This was my senior year and tonight was an especially big game. The game that night would decide if we made playoffs and if I could step on the court as a Hawk again.

Parents should be able to limit their child’s dating life due to recent brain studies. According to the PBS documentary “Inside the Teenage Brain”, teenagers’ brains are still developing from puberty and are more likely to try riskier or more dangerous events, such as going out with more dangerous people. Parents need to keep an eye out on their children as they may have chosen the wrong person to go out with and could possibly end up getting hurt. The article also says that teenagers are afraid to ask their parents for help, entitling the adolescents to do whatever they think is correct. Teenagers don’t always know what is right and wrong, so they need their parents to guide them in times of need. In the article “Beautiful Brains” by David Dobbs, he states that when parents gently, but steadily, lead them through teenage years, adolescents do better as adults. If parents lead their children through the tough parts of their life, such as looking for a date, the teens will remember their parents’ advice for later in life. Therefore, adolescents should not be able to date a certain person without their parents’ consent.

It’s always been a goal for me growing up to go to college, but you have to like school to be able to apply yourself completely right? Throughout elementary school and middle school, I hated school mostly because I never had a good relationship with my peers and was bullied growing up this would make me really not like going to school and not like my time there. In result, I never enjoyed school or applied myself as much as I wish I did in my years leading up to high school. When I got into high school is when it all changed My freshman year I went completely out of my comfort zone and tried out for cheerleading and made it. Freshman year through senior year cheer completely changed my relationship with the school and my peers. Freshman and sophomore year I started to involve myself into a lot of community service activities and clubs. I

After sitting at the same desk for three years, I figured I was beyond seeing anything new. I was wrong. After that third year I saw a lot more than I thought I would. I went up to high school and everything was so much different. The grades were harder, the assignments were harder and the teachers were harder.

Through my time growing up in Corona Queens as a kid I had come to realize something, I was beginning to get shorter as time progressed, the odd part was that I was the tallest in my class, standing at 5,10 in the 7th grade I was considered tall for a kid my age, in addition to only being 12 but regardless as I kept on coming home, I only felt as if I'm getting shorter. one day returning from the library and my reading session about the book Nature I was still in shock about what Henry David Thoreau has said about "sucking the marrow of life", and as I was attempting to think of how I can accomplish what he said, I fell and nearly broke my skull. it was then that I realized that what seemed like a footstep to walk into my home was a 10ft fall.

High School has definitely given me many potentials. Transferring from Leuzinger High School to Moreno Valley High School has made me noticed that I’ve learned a lot such as: how to problem solve, how to not give up on myself, and how to accomplish difficult tasks. For example, when I attended Leuzinger High School, I wasn’t open-minded. This is because I didn’t take any useful opportunity for granted such as tutoring or extra credit. Then, when I moved to Moreno Valley High School, I finally took a chance to take any opportunity into consideration because more people influenced me, which made me believe in myself. The first opportunity I took for myself was going to tutoring for honors pre calculus. Because I played sports, I had to balance

We sit beneath dim, buzzing yellow lights. His skin is dark with warm undertones, like a golden glow emanates from just underneath. He has a tattoo on his left forearm done with blue-black ink, and it depicts the eye of god. He says it reflects his Muslim roots.

Dating as an emrgering adult can be very interesting especially when you have two family members who are in that phase of their lives. Emerginig adult are Mostly between 18-25 years old (Baril & Cornil, 2010) One day at a family event I was sitting outside on the porch with my brother and and my one cousin. My Brother who is 22 and my one cousin is 21.They both have very unique personialties. My brother is very outgoing, Very oh so smart. My cousin is laid back, but outgoing. Very friendsly, and smart as well. They both attend College. My brother attends Shippensburg university , and my cousin attend Millersville University. Outside we were talking about school and how we each been and all of a sudeen my cousin bring up about dating and

I'm a generally outgoing and likable guy and I fit comfortably into most situations with a smile and a laugh (though it sometimes takes me a bit to open up in new groups). I love being outside whether it's fishing/camping, doing yard work, enjoying a patio, or just playing with my daughters and our challenging Springer Spaniel, Moose. I like to spend free time working out, fishing (not as often as I'd like), working on household projects and the occasional Netflix binge.

My first boyfriend was in third grade when dating was simply awkwardly sitting next to each other and people asked each other out with the check yes or no notes. His name was Bryson Love and we actually stayed together until the beginning of 7th grade (when I actually started to realize dating is supposed to be about liking a guy and wanting to kiss and stuff, ew no thanks). It is definitely the most uneventful relationship I had, and the longest, although I think it should be deemed as not a real relationship considering it ended as soon as we began to understand what a relationship actually was. The only thing I can thank him for is when his dog had puppies he gave me one, and that tiny little thing was so cute, I named it Ladybug. We rarely

After a long year of dating, I decided to end things with my boyfriend. I finally realized what a complete jerk he had been and knew it was time to move on. I broke up with him two weeks ago but today I found out that he had cheated on me about 5 months into our relationship. Of course being the little sneak I am, I decided to let myself into his house with the key that he let me borrow and forgot to get back. It was 4:00 in the afternoon and I knew that his parents were still at work and he usually gets home late on Wednesday nights. My initial plan was to just go to his room and leave some choice words on his closet wall. That wall had all kinds of drawings and words written on it from years past and I was planning on completely covering

5 years ago I was an awkward eleven-year-old in 6th grade. I was very very quiet and I was very very self-conscious. I have grown a lot as a person because I have gotten a little bit more outgoing than I was back then. I am still very quiet but not nearly as quiet as I was back then. I have gotten a little bit more confident in myself but that is definitely something that I am still working on. In seventh grade I met Alex. We were best friends for all of that year and then in eighth grade we started dating. At this time it was just the typical middle school relationship and we did not think that it was going to last but here we are three years later and we are still dating. Since I have been with him for so long, that has definitely shaped

My time in High School was made difficult from the constant strife and conflict between my parents. This made my home an unstable environment not fitted for learning or growing as an individual. As I got older and closer to graduating High-School, I began to find my own voice with the help of my mentor Rahn Fleming, which occurred at the end of my junior year. As a result, I came in control of my life and the constant feuding started to die down. No longer did I have to worry about the next scheduled court date, or the next time I would come home wondering what may await. I felt like I was always walking on broken glass for the longest of time throughout my life, until I began to voice myself and what I wanted. My parents came to realize this