Going into 9th grade, 8th grade summer I anticipated high school to be this new scary place that I was going to be afraid of. I only knew two people coming from my middle school and one other girl coming from a different school, who I knew from elementary, but had not talk to in a long time. Lucky for me one of the people was my best friend, Khyli. I was beginning high school as the new girl, which I was not excited about. The first year for me wasn’t so scary after all, I made new friends, became friends with Briana again, and simply enjoyed life. Second semester Khyli and I tried out for cheer. I was very nervous because I had no cheer experience, and Khyli did. Khyli ended up making varsity and I made junior varsity. At first I was bummed …show more content…
I started hanging out with Briana and Carlie and their friends, so I started to introduce them to Khyli. Before we knew it all of us clicked and we continued our sophomore year as a group. We were all inseparable and spent every day together. Our egos started to grow bigger when we started hanging out with upperclassmen and our friend group grew better. We were looked at as the “cool underclassman”, at least I thought I was, and now think I am an even cooler upperclassman. We started to get into shenanigans that were probably not the smartest choices, but being the sophomore girls we were it didn’t seem stupid, it seemed like a genius idea. The friends that I met that year were some of the coolest and down to earth people that didn’t think of us as the “little guys” and accepted us as the own. We formed a bond and made memories that I’ll never forget. This year was probably hardest for my parents as I got in trouble and did not follow many rules. Cheer on junior varsity got harder as we had practices every day after school, had to keep a 2.5 GPA out of a 4.0 which was hard when studying wasn’t in my schedule very often, but I managed to keep my grades up. Having to deal with the drama of being in such a big group of girls was also hard to juggle, but somehow we always found a way to overcome it and still stay strong best friends. The volleyball games, basketball games, and of …show more content…
Briana was also trying out with us this year, which got us so excited that more of our friends were joining cheer with us. The night I found out I made the varsity team I got a multitude of feelings the most being excited. I felt accomplished and so proud of myself that I finally met my goal. I was feeling on top of the world. I had the best group of friends, I partied every weekend, I was a varsity cheerleader, and I made good grades. What more could a high school girl ask for? The year of fortunate events turned into unfortunate ones very quickly. When doing whatever we wanted with no consequences caught up to us. After only being on varsity for a short two weeks, we decided to have a party. We invited who ever we knew and told them to bring whoever they knew, we didn’t care all we wanted to do was have fun. We thought we were immune to getting caught or in trouble. That night we got in trouble with the cops and all received MIPS. At that moment I was scared, but did not realize how much this was going to change our current lives. I made one of the worst phone calls I’ll probably ever make having to tell my grandma to pick me up at a party that she didn’t know I was attending, where I received a ticket and been drinking. The entire ride home she was disappointed and repeatedly telling me that my cheer career was over. I
As any normal teen, I was nervous for the first day, mainly being that my best friend had transferred to another school. I thought I wouldn’t be able to make any friends, and such did happen. I was never fully able to “fit in.” My hair was never long enough; my body was never skinny enough I was like the jigsaw puzzle that never fit. But not only did I have to fit in with my peers, I had to also fit in at home to what I considered to be the perfect family. My dad and mom were successful business tycoons, my two sisters were very popular and always maintained a perfect g.p.a. and then there was me, struggling to even get a B+ in class ...
When I arrived at my new and enormous high school, I got lost. It was June, and since classes had just ended for the day, large crowds of kids filled up the hallways, and I got bumped around like I did not exist. Thankfully, a cheerleader saw me and figured that I had come there for tryouts since I wore shorts, cheer shoes and a big bow in my hair. She took me to the gym where at least sixty girls had shown up for the competition. The first things I saw were cheerleaders doing high level tumbling on the gym floor with no fear. The upperclassmen led us in warm-ups, and they seemed nice. A lot of the girls I met had been cheering since they were five and six years old. I saw a lot of talent in the room, so I knew it would not be easy to
Yet again, I was starting another school where I didn’t know anyone.I had to do it all over again, with the same thoughts going through my head, wondering what it was going to be like, always wondering if I was going to fit and make friends easily knowing how big it was. I decided that these next two years at this school were going to be focused on college and my school work, I wasn’t going to be in any clubs or sports. I thought to myself that joining a sport at a small school was very different and I didn’t want to know what it was like at a big school. I managed starting this school just like I managed starting high school. Good thing I am very outgoing so I enjoy meeting new people! I remember my first day of school there like it was yesterday. Walking in and seeing thousands of faces that I have never seen before. It was huge, 1500 in each grade. It was so big that they had two different campuses; one for the freshman and sophomores and another for the juniors and seniors. It was really hard making friends but I was lucky enough to be able to go to the Lake County Tech Campus associated with the College of Lake County and I made a lot of friends there in my nursing class. It was a very racial school, there wasn’t a majority of one race whereas Central was majority whites. I enjoyed all of my teachers that I ever had at Warren and I felt that I really learned a lot compared to feeling like I was ever
My mom came to pick me up I got in the car. I was still crying. I get home run up to my room take off my cheer shoes and throw them at the wall angry at myself angry at the world. I was laying on my bed screaming at this point. Eventually my mom called me down from my room and told me that it was going to be okay and that there were other things I could do in high school like be on volley ball or soccer but I didn’t want to be on any of those teams. I worked all my life just to be told I’m not good enough. I just wanted to cheer. I calmed down and stopped crying when both my parents had told me that they had gotten me tickets for my birthday to go see one direction in concert. Yeah that made me happy but I still felt this void inside of me knowing I may never cheer again. Days went by and we found out there
My Freshman year was a rough time for me. It was my first year in high school, and things were so much different than what I was used to. Everyone had their clique of friends. It seemed like everyone knew who they were and where they belonged. I was struggling to find my own place in the school. I was only 14 years old and it’s okay to not know who you are when you’re that young. But when I got to high school, I began to have a lot
It was the beginning of freshman year. I didn’t know what to do or how to react to the people and classes in high school. I was so nervous and shaken about what was to come this upcoming year. My fears of getting lost in the hallways, being late for class, or not being in a class with someone I knew were looming over me. I was in some advanced classes that my other friends were not in. I was scared about what people would think so I felt the need to change who I was.
Eighth grade was the year where I wanted to finally create a better work-ethic for myself. Even though I had the purest of intents, everything did not go as planned. Of course, a drastic change such as the one I wished to achieve wouldn’t happen overnight, but I had to start somewhere. In the beginning of the year, I would try my best to get a head start on projects whilst putting forth my best effort. I had already started to have a more positive outlook on the year than I ever have before. New opportunities would arise and, for once, I would be able to take them. Along with this, I started to stay true to myself and delve more into my newly formed interests. In the beginning of seventh grade, I had discovered a new passion and eighth grade was the year I finally decided to take some action. Sixth grade me would have never stepped anywhere near a stage, but eighth grade me jumped at every opportunity to help out our theatre department. Having signed up for theatre classes, I was very anxious, but that didn’t stop me from establishing my own confidence to put myself out there. I am most grateful for this change because I have made so many new friends and have shared wonderful experiences with all of them that I will cherish forever. Of course, some friends came and went, but those few who have stuck with me through everything mean the world to me. I still have friends from sixth grade, and I have friends that I made just this year, but they all deeply care for me. I wouldn’t be who I am today without them, as cliche as it sounds. Even though my friend groups may change, all of them have changed me for the
The first week of my sophomore football season the coaches took immediate notice to my improvement, I was then offered the opportunity to try out for the varsity by the head coach. I was very excited but also nervous at the same time, this was like a dream come true. My high school has a very rich tradition for football, and for a sophomore to play at the varsity level is rare. So the following week I worked out with the varsity and made the team. I was pumped I was looked at differently by everyone some in a good way but also a lot in a bad way, the bad way was that a lot of my friends were jealous of the opportunity that I had and this brought me down a little.
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 dreams. I don’t think I could have been any further from the actual truth. Things don’t always turn out how they are planned and my high school dreams definitely did not live up to my high expectations.
When going into high school the same friends you have in freshmen year aren’t the same in senior year. Strong Friendship is always hard to get, I knew who my real friends were after every year in high school ended. By the end of my senior year I had almost all the same friends except for three or four. But there was this one girl who stayed and she been my best friend since then we have had tough time and we have broken up but we always come back to each other. During the break ups I never treated anybody special like I did with her somehow I knew she was going to come back. The theme was always in my life and it showed me that not all my good friends are going to stay but when you have a best friend they’re always going to be
I moved from Lonedell R-14 School District. I have went there for my whole life since kindergarten. I knew that when the end of 8th grade came around that I would be transitioning to a new school all by myself when all of my friends we’re going to be going to highschool with all of my friends that I grew up with. By the end of 8th grade I was being introduced to Sullivan High School. I had already tried out for the cheer team and made it, I went to summer school and made my first friend of high school, Kellsey J Strehl who would end up being one of my best friends, and I also went to the freshman orientation and got to see the kids that I would be going to school with. That summer, I didn’t do much but hang out at the sullivan pool with my
I would only attended close friends’ birthday parties and I believe I only had two of them, Alex’s and Lyssa’s. My freshman year of high school looks like a 5’1ft me and surrounded by piled and piled of worksheets and books, maybe my core teachers standing in each corners. Each time I got hit by a water balloon, I felt I could finally yet slowly breath again. As I was picking up the broken balloon on the grass, I came to a realization that I could make my high school feel like this water balloon fight. There is part that I get to have fun, yet there is still time to clean; it was all about balance. I promised myself, in three months I needed to make up all the fun I have missed during my freshman year. Sporting events, participating in clubs, meeting friends in the morning, socializing outside of school, etc. Although, my sophomore GPA was not as high as my freshman year, I did not regret any of it. I still have decent grades and I have a life. I realized how much free of stress I was compared to the exact same time last year. I never admitted that I’m a perfectionist, because nothing was ever good enough for
Last year at the beginning of the school year I was just starting high school as a freshman at St.T. I was excited about starting there because I had the chance to meet some new people and teachers. Most of the students I had already went to school with from kindergarten to when we graduated eighth grade together, and I went to school with a lot of the upperclassmen in previous years at Our Lady of Lourdes so, I wasn’t scared because I knew so many people already. Anyway, the first semester was fine. I as on the cheer team, I had good grades, and kept them up, and i was gone almost every weekend hanging out with friends. Then the second semester comes. I wasn’t going to cheer practices, my grades dropped, and I missed so many weeks of school
The beginning of freshman year was a rocky one. It all started on the first day of school. Mia was nervous, yet excited.As well as being anxious that she will forget her schedule or that she will embarrass herself. Mia went to her first period and noticed that many people from her old school were here. In that first class Mia was confused about the whole lesson. For example, Mia was having trouble with Algebra and she was tensed about English even though that is her best subject. Finally lunch came around, and Mia was thrilled to see that all her best friends were there in the same lunch. The only problem was that they all changed. They were acting very weird around her Mia felt awkward. Mia had told her best friend Lela, that everyone was acting strange. Lela told Mia not to worry about those little things.
Let’s flash back in time to before our college days. Back to then we had lunch trays filled with rubbery chicken nuggets, stale pizza, and bags of chocolate milk. A backpack stacked with Lisa Frank note books, flexi rulers, and color changing pencils. The times where we thought we wouldn’t make it out alive, but we did. Through all the trials and tribulations school helped build who I am today and shaped my future. From basic functions all the way to life-long lessons that helped shape my character.