I going to try and keep this short. No ranting.... that's not a promise.
The first issue that scares me is -DRUM ROLL- LUNCH TIMMMME!
So, while we are here in middle school we all sit in an area that we choose at the beginning of the year. Now we are going to have to face an even worse problem. We are heading to high school and some of us won't have friends there to sit with. Lately, I've been thinking, what does the first day of high school mean? IT MEANS I HAVE TO MAKE FRIENDS ALL OVER AGAIN AND PANIC THAT MY SOCIAL SKILLS WON'T FAIL ME. No friends at high school equal no one to sit with. I also don't exactly know if freshmen through seniors sit together. If they do, it's going to be even worse. Why? BECAUSE all my life I've been scared
My life flipped for the better once I left the 8th grade, it was finally summer time and I was ready for it. But deep down I knew once summer was over high school here I come. I won't even lie, I was terrified to start as a freshman in high school. All of the rumors that I heard with baby freshman day, and all the stuff they do to freshmens on the first day of school. To be honest I was really nervous, instead of a couple butterflies in my stomach I had the whole family flying around. But once the first day of high school came up all those rumors that everyone was telling me was actually a lie. High school wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. As my freshman year went on a lot of doors opened up for me, there were sports, clubs, new people to me, everything you could possible think of. I didn't really get into sports as much as all of my friends, I was more into video games and playing outside in the woods just adventuring finding old vintage things and old buildings and all of the beautiful views. My freshman year wasn't really too special, I was too busy figuring out what everything was and where everything was located at. Then my sophomore year came along this is where I started to get the foundation of high school and blend in. everything kinda went downhill I made good grades don't get wrong, it's just I never showed up which I regret miserably. Once I got to my junior year everything is still constantly changing, a lot more people know of me. I was never
We all have different kinds of the first day of school experiences, but for every student, I feel that stepping into the first day of school as a freshman would mark as the most memorable day in all high school years. Before the first day of school, I quickly thought that my freshman year would turn into the toughest and saddest year in my experience. My best friend would not attend the same high school with me, which already gives me many conclusions of how sad and hard of a school year it would result. However, maybe things will turn out differently than we think if we just change something about our way of living it.
It was a steaming summer day while I was warming up in the in the bullpen. It was summer 2016, and this was my 1st high school baseball game. I was throwing with Grant Talley to warm-up. He was one of the two catchers on our team. After about 15 warm-up pitches, it was time to take the field with my teammates. I had a jittery feeling in my stomach while the coaches were talking to us, before we took the field.
I remember the feeling of my first day of middle school clearly. I walked inside my math classroom, and was directed to the table I should be sitting at. I immediately sat down, took my supplies out, looked around, and felt sick. It was a whole new city, and I didn’t know anybody. Seeing new people absolutely frightened me. All I wanted to do was go back to Nogales with my friends who I grew up with, but obviously this was not an option. Throughout the day I saw people hanging out with their friends from elementary school, I didn’t know anybody, so I stayed alone, which I kept on doing for the next month or so.
“Beep beep beep” was the sound of my alarm going off. It was the first day of school and I was beyond nervous. I had gone through many other first day of schools, but the first day of middle school was different. I was afraid of going to middle school. I did not know if the teachers would be mean, or the seventh and eighth graders would be scary, or if I was going to fit in. I still can remember the first day of school vividly. I got up and got dressed in the new outfit I had laid out the night before. I ate breakfast and went through the rest of the getting ready process. My mom drove me and my best friend and next door neighbor, Belle to the bus stop. Belle was one year older than me, so she was a seventh grader and the first day
Lisa always loved spending time with her best friend Karen. The two had been friends for many years and now they are about to start high school together. Recently, Karen's parents divorced and her Dad now lives in another city. This summer, Karen spent the entire time with her Dad. Lisa didn't have Karen to hang out with and decided to stay in the house. Lisa's Mom noticed that she was very sad and moping around the house. She encouraged her daughter to go to the pool or attend summer school to hang out with her other friends. However, Lisa did not want to hang out with anyone but Karen. One day, some kids from the neighborhood came to the house and asked Karen if she wanted to go to the carnival. Lisa's Mom encouraged her to go. Lisa really
Welcome to your first day of middle school. Take a deep breath, and know that me and my friends all survived 6th grade. You might think that it is going to be really hard, and not fun but it is!
“Jenny come on! It’s our first day of high school!” I yelled as Jenny and I walked to school
My first day in middle school was so scary for me. I had just came to a new school district, South Euclid. I did not want to leave all my old friends and come make new ones. Even though I had started switching classes and having different teachers, It felt the same from what I was doing before. We still had to be quiet in the halls and walk in a straight line. At greenview we had teams; I was on team paris but It did not feel like I was in paris. My relationship with my other friends changed a lot, I barely talked to them or seen them except one friend, her name Is Jayda and till this day we are still friends. I got my heart broke by this boy named Antonio Hills, he was the perfect guy for me. Antonio knew I was the “new girl” so he thought
You’re not a little kid no more, I used to hear that all the time. That's when I was going to middle school. My first day was cool, I was nervous because this was my first time going to Euclid schools and I didn't know anybody in the school, It felt like I was outcast. However my teacher made it worse when she told me to come up to the front of the class in tell the class about myself. But after all that was over I met this was one kid, we became friends that day, till this day that's one of my closes friends. I didn't change at all just got a little smarter and wiser. The teachers in middle school was kinda hard on us, but most of the time they are the nicest people you would ever meet, it was always one teacher in the class, it was always one teacher in the classes, but itself this one math class it was two teachers in there, that was my favorite class.
The start of high school is a very exciting time for anybody, it means growing up, and having freedoms. Of course with freedoms, there comes consequences. As a freshmen at the time, I was not fully invested in school. Homework and studying was never a priority for me at the time, I thought copying other people’s work would let me glide through school with no worries. I had a busy schedule filled with school, and then swim practice right after, so by time the weekend came the last thing I wanted to be doing was school work. I was young and not thinking about the future, I’d rather be out with friends than doing any type of assignments. But as time went on I matured and realized that in order to do well in school I had to be dedicated. Unfortunately
I walked in on my first day of middle and public school, terrified for my life. I had just switched schools from my private school that had closed down due to lack of funds. The previous year had not ended well for any of my classmates. I only had one person I could call a friend left. That person was Jake. Jake was really short for his age and wore glasses. He was mildly shy and quiet. But the reason I only had one friend left was because of what happened at the end of last year.
Before the beginning of High school, I was an average kid, was kind of chubby and didn’t look too good. Whenever the mile run came up, I would always finish in a terrible position and have to do the walk of shame as I would approach the finish line. I had fluffy love handles and to accompany my waist, was a pair of squirrel cheeks. When lunchtime came around I would spend 5 dollars just on cookies so I could get my daily sugar fix. However, I was madly in love with a girl, and she would turn me down every time I would try to ask her out. 3 years ago today, I overcame my old self and turned my unhealthy lifestyle into a glamorous way of living.
On my first day of kindergarten, I held onto my dad's’ hand so tightly that it took 3 teachers to pull me off of him. On my first day of first grade, I refused to get on the bus and so my father had to take me to school where I continued to throw a fit. On my first day of second grade, my mother took me to school and I screamed so loudly in the car that I lost my voice. On my first day of third grade, I went into the school without a fuss but forced myself to throw up so I could get sent home. This is what my parents had to deal with as a child, I was so incredibly anxious about meeting people, talking to people, and being around people I did not know. I would do anything to avoid a social encounter that I have not prepared correctly for, and
There comes time in everyone's life where they have to push through something awful before getting to the silver lining. Usually, you learn about these things early, on a much smaller scale. There are times where you get sick and have to take an awfully bitter medicine to get over your illness, or have to rip off a band-aid, etc. I honestly believed high school was going to be one giant swig of the nastiest medicinal syrup life has to offer. Who could know though, every student is different, right? Well, it may not be quite what I'd originally assumed.