Social Butterfly Research Paper

Me and Ally’s friendship has always been like a roller coaster. There are some ups and downs, but it is always full of excitement and rushes. I’ll never regret meeting her because she made me the person I am today. She’s taught me how to get out of my shell more and be myself, and most importantly she has taught me what having a proper best friend is supposed to be like. To be able to talk to them without any judgement or criticism while also being able to have the best time of your life. Meeting her was the best decision I had ever made, and I will never regret

I made new friends and went to the Magis Program every Saturday. I saw some friends ,but it was different now. I'm not in their lives anymore and they are not really in my life either. Pretty soon after, me and my friends stopped talking because we went to different school and life was different. I didn’t like it. I wanted to know what was happening in my old school and how everyone was doing. I was pretty sad and missed everyone. So school went by ,and me and my friends still saw each other ,but we weren’t as close as we were. So life went on 8th grade came and my decision came back. 8th grade year was fun I had made a lot of friends and a lot bonds with them. Some of the friends I made were going to go to St. Ignatius or St. Edwards or other private high schools. It was also my time to decide to which high school to go to. It was a hard decision so I delayed it. My friends from Magis also started talking to me again. They thought that I was still going to St. Ignatius. I was deciding whether to go Westlake High School or to go to Ignatius. I delayed the my decision until summer. So during 8th grade the whole 8th grade went to Washington D.C and I then realized that I didn’t to go to thru the same feeling again. So I told my old friends that Im sry one the last day of the Magis program before the summer camp

You know when you have one of those friends you feel like you will have forever? Well, I have already found mine. This is the story. The first of seventh grade I stayed with the same small friend group and didn’t talk to people if it wasn’t required. Fast forward to eighth grade and I had made some band nerd friends because they had my sense of humor and the same love for band. Band was probably my favorite class and the class where I could be myself and not worry who was watching. I had made some friends with some fellow clarinet players and found out that they weren’t that bad once you got to know them. There was this one girl, her name was Nina Zeiler, she was the type of person that hanged out with the outcasts and was more of a rebel but was on the cheerleading team. I tried not to talk to her then which sounds ridiculous now that she is my best friend.

I’ve always been an outsider, it’s been hard for me to build friendships and relationships. Not too long ago, there I sat in the corner of the room in the way back, trying to hide from the world, and be myself. I didn’t really want to get involved with anything or anyone. I was afraid to open up, talk to others, maybe because I was afraid to get rejected. Until, I met the best people I could ever meet, my best friends Marisa Mendoza, Jessica Contreras and Deseray Reyes, the ones who up to this day have sticked by my side, at my best, and worst moments. They have all been a big part of my life, I can enjoy every minute I spend with them. For me, they aren’t only my friends they are like my sisters.

Before I came to Baker Middle School, I attended elementary school in Laytonsville. I had a group of friends that consisted of five people, Olivia Fink, Olivia Pallas, Mason LeBlanc, Kody Johnson, and Stefan Jacob. The Olivia’s both attend this school alongside me, but sadly the other three attends a different school. I became friends with those three because we all had common interests in multiple categories such as cartoons and humor. I still keep in touch with them, but I know we aren’t as close as we used to be. With the Olivia’s we all became best friends in the first week of Kindergarten and we still have been by each other’s side since. We became friends because we all sat next to each other on our little chairs, and talked about anything

We both went to high school, and even more relatable, we both have medical issues and we both switched high schools. Headed into my freshman year I underwent surgery because of a tumor which was found in my cervical spine. The surgery left my right arm in complete paralysis. My first day of high school left me looking pretty pathetic. Walking in with half my face unresponsive due to nerve damage, a neck brace, and my right arm being controlled by the breeze, did not help me gain friends. People avoided me, I couldn’t tell if it was because they were afraid of breaking me more or because they didn’t want to be seen with me. Things started to change when a few of the seniors began to talk to me, and the teachers started to know me. I gained more friends through the process of social capital. Because of my new ties I was able to expand my group, so when went back for surgery in New York a whole class of people put together a “get well soon” package. High school was looking doable, but I was then presented with an option to transfer schools. The decision was hard, but I transferred. This new school would present me with more opportunities, just like Arnold’s new high school presented him with more opportunities, but just like him my old high school friends and school itself resented me. These changes in my life put me in new subcultures as well, which

My story begins when my mom and I moved from Crafton, near Pittsburgh, to my grandparents’ house in Schwenksville at the beginning of first grade. In Crafton, there were not a lot children in my neighborhood; therefore, my wonderful mother and heart rending loneliness were my only friends. Fortunately, in my grandparent’s huge neighborhood, there were three amazing girls that became my best friends. However, those girls were not enough to combat my loneliness. At times these girls were mean to me, but my caring mother was there to lift my spirits. My mother was understanding and always knew what to say when I was lonely. As the story continues my life will hit an unexpected turn when I accepted a last minute invitation from a friend to attend

When I was in kindergarten, the first of many schools I would attend, I made quite a few friends that year including some that I still know today. One of the friends that I made in kindergarten was a girl named Amelia. From kindergarten to 6th grade, we were good friends. Then, everything seemed to fall apart. Now, she seems to almost despise me for reasons that I do not know and hope to find out. Well from kindergarten to the end of third grade I was at St. Bridget’s in Watervliet. Then, from fourth grade to the first three weeks of sixth grade I was at St. Ambrose. Most of my friends from St. Bridget’s went to St. Ambrose after St. Bridget’s closed in third grade; so, I didn’t really need to make a lot of new friends or worry about being shy, because at that time in my life I was very shy. While I was at St. Ambrose, I made a friend name John, whom I still know and happens to go to CCHS “Catholic Central High School” (My current school) too. While I was at St. Ambrose, I pretty much did most of the bulletin board designing for my fourth grade teacher, Mr. Balcavage. He was really tall and he had huge hands. Some times in class he would pat some of us on our heads, and for most of us, his hand could have palmed our heads. While I was in fourth grade, my class and I were doing a project on the planets.

Somehow I managed to get all my teachers to like me, and I happened to have a lot of luck because the group I sat with at lunch on the first day, became great friends of mine. Later, I found a girl named Morgan in my gym class that lived to happen to live for streets away for me, and we soon became best friends in a short amount of time. Since then I have figured out that everything I was worried about before school started hadn't happened, besides the fact that I am not as close to everyone as I was before. However, I am glad I met Morgan and all my other friends because I wouldn’t trade them for

My seventh grade year was NOT off to a good start. You know when you go to school on the first day your parents are always telling you to make new friends. Well that’s exactly what my mom told me, and her advice only worked halfway. You see, I had indeed made new friends. The only problem was that one them had some jealousy issues. It all started when I met her. Audra was a drama major. We had met in musical theater. We became friends so she introduced me to her best friend, Alejandra. The thing to remember was that Audra had strict parents who wouldn’t let her do a lot of things outside of school. That meant that whenever I asked her if we could hang out, she would say no. By this time Alejandra and I had become friends. Not close friends

It wasn’t until junior year of high school I finally found a group of friends that I can call my best friends. There is barely a time when we aren’t all hanging out together and they have helped me a lot these past two years. I would also probably say they were my biggest fans this basketball season, and they showed it. I could hear them cheering for me and they even got the student section to start chanting Juice, my nickname, after I made a basket. I loved looking over at them because they always got me hyped up during games and even seeing a few of them dress up as me every once in awhile was pretty funny I felt honored. But they are my best friends, because I make the best and craziest memories with them and they are always a happy group of people there is never a dull moment with them. My friendship with them is probably like Ros and Guil’s relationship, not as dumb, but just as fun. Ros and Guil where two really funny guys and they were always having fun or kidding around when they were together, and they just had a special connection, and that’s how I feel with my friends. Obviously there’s more of them but I feel like I’m Ros and they are Guil. I don’t think that I could asked for a better group of friends who help and support me through all my easy and rough

When I was in the bad group, she had tried to reach out to me. In our health/P.E. class she would help me with homework and questions I had. But outside of class, she didn’t exist in my mind. Looking back now, I didn't remember her being in my class. She knew that I had used her but still helped me because in her 6th grade year she had had no friends and struggled. She was really a good friend and always looked past stupid things that I may have done. She always stuck by me, no matter what the situation and helped me get back on my feet. She and I are not always together in school, but we know that we always have eachothers

It was the first week of summer, after graduating high school. Most of my friends were gone away to college or had jobs. Parents working and older siblings have moved away. It was the beginning of adulthood. I owned nothing to my name, I had no job, no car or any motivation. The only useful thing I had was a friend. Nancy, she has been in my life since we first met in middle school. How we became friends, she gave me two dollars. Those two dollars made our friendship. Just like Esperanza gives up her three dollars for a bike and some friends, Nancy did the same. She willingly gave up her lunch money, so I wouldn't starve at school. Since that day we became best friends. We had the same struggle and we almost have everything in common, and we

The school was on vacation, so after the school’s vacation was over, my sister’s and I went to school. I went to Houlton Elementary School because I was in 2nd grade. On my first day of school, I had made my first actual friend, her name was Mia. We became friends because the teacher told us to do a timeline project of our lifetime, and I started crying because I missed my family, so Mia told me everything would be alright . We had started hanging out with each other after that, I found out that similar lives. We both had three dogs, two older sisters, and we are the youngest. We have been friends ever since

When I was in kindergarten, I met my best friend. She was very shy at first and nothing about her seemed malicious. However, as the years went by, she became very imperious and unwilling to share anything, including friends. She wouldn’t allow me to befriend any other people without putting up a fight. However, she was allowed all the friends she pleased. Over the years she began to push everyone apart so that she was the common area between a bunch of enemies. Eventually, she and I began to argue over petty things and she would always make me feel as if I did something wrong. A massive argument then arose and I began to lose hope for our friendship because even though she was using me, I was oblivious at the time. The fight did separate us, and I was quite somber about the situation. However, this was when I realized all the things she had been doing wrong; all the things that I was better off without. The ending of our friendship for this period of time allowed me to reach this epiphany that I was my own person able to have my own friends, able to make my own decisions, able to be happy about my accomplishments. This sudden realization lifted the doleful weight from my shoulders, allowing me to become a much happier person with a new outlook on my life. Like I stated before, sometimes it takes us until we reach our lowest point to realize the journey that awaits, to regain the hope and strength that was lost