Life and Journey from High School

Many teens have different aspects in their experience in high school. There was the popular kids, the nerdy kids, the emo kids, the gangsters, the jocks, and even the ones who just seems to be just plain normal. In my case, I was usually depicted as the normal background student when walking around campus, but that's not how my classmates, friends, and teachers saw me. They saw me in different category. It's funny that the route I've taken, wasn't the one I expected.

Before we start in High School, let's start at the brief introduction of school life. Think of it, as a prolouge. What molded me before the freshman year did. In kindergarten, I started class late and I was the new student. Everyone already had friends and when we have free time, everyone takes an activity and I was the only the who usually picks arts and crafts. This is an early stage of my anti-social behavior.

From Elementary school, I had a harder time to make friends or to understand the world. I had little interaction to the outside world, and the only ones I count was going out to the store to buy toys and being babysit by my mom's sisters if my grandma is working. Even my toys were my only friends at the time, as I got no one to play with.When I hit first grade, I tried to cope with the other kids. I tried to act like them, be friends with them, even tried to act like the cool kids from TV. The roles I ended up having is either class clown or the shy guy. From first to sixth, all I was able to accomplish, was to make a fool of myself and the rest saw me more as a background character. I guess my only best friend there, was a kid named Jeri, who I occasionally hang out with and our parents are in good terms among each other.

After Elementary school, I ...

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...ost of the teachers. I actually liked my math class for once, my last position in JROTC was an XO, which was like a subsitute teacher position, and even got my first medal and was handed to me by the sheriff of Reno. I have passed my all my classes, completed the HSPE, and was on my way to graduation.

Here's my conclusion, or rather, epilouge. My life in school was so much like something from a book or a movie. I was the pathetic nobody who no one understand, to becoming a somebody that made lots of impact to not just myself, but to others. I did not know what I was capable, but when I stepped on the stage in my graduation robe, I knew that I had reached the ending of grade school. I now take on college and still wonder what's waiting for me. It may end with smiles and the bond of friendship and love or may end with sadness and devestation. Only time will tell.