When I was younger, I lived in a calm, quiet town in New York state. Life there was hard. In elementary school, I was always the black sheep of my class and didn’t have many friends. I was a quiet, nerdy, shy girl. There weren’t many other geeky outsiders like me in my class either, and I longed to be one of the popular girls, the girls who had pretty hair and perfect faces and who did sports. Unfortunately, I was never a big fan of sports and I was always concerned about my looks. Some days I felt my hair was too thick, and on others, I felt like my glasses made me look too much like a dork. I have also always been an introverted, reserved, bookish girl, and I was made fun of because of how quiet I was. I hated having very few friends and wondered if I would …show more content…
It wasn’t until after I started hanging with them that I became more and more self-conscious. I hated how nerdy and dorky I looked with my glasses and braces, and I decided that my wardrobe needed to be updated. The girls wore athletic clothes, makeup, and short shorts, but I knew my mom would never in a million years let me wear any of those. I then went out of my way to change how I looked just for my new friends, despite what my mom said, but I still found it hard to fit in.
It wasn’t until after a couple months into the school year that my group of friends was starting to reveal their true colors. They would often ignore me and make fun of how I looked. But despite all of the teasing, I kept attempting to be popular. It soon occurred to me that being popular also meant hurting other people’s feelings. There was another girl named Sophia, and I hung out with her. We became good friends, but the popular girls didn’t like her. I had to ditch her because of Jadyn.
“You don’t need her, stick with us, Kaitlin,” Jadyn admitted.
This was a confusing situation, but I had to speak up.
I replied;“But she’s my friend, I would never try to hurt anyone like
And then, because she hadn 't said anything, I added, “You can tell him it 's an exclusive.” And that was it. She put me right
Whitney, a popular girl, says that “the prep description didn’t fit the “real” Whitney” (Robbins 31). She feels that the things people think about her aren’t true just because of her clique in school. She goes on even further, saying that if she could’ve chosen a to be part of the punks she would have. This proves the idea further that popularity doesn’t equal social success, and even people who are popular are still unhappy with their social standing in school. Due to the widespread belief that achieving popularity is the same as achieving social success, many students sacrifice their own individuality in hopes of achieving what they believe is social success.
One Saturday morning, five students attended detention in the library at Shermer High School. Each student represented a different clique and high school personality. Claire Standish is the popular girl in school with parent’s who buy her whatever she wants. Andy Clark is the champion wrestler with a bright athletic future. Brian Johnson is the smart kid in school who never gets anything lower than an A. Allison Reynolds is the misunderstood outcast who is often times ignored.
She's the most popular girl at Collingston High. Every guy wants her and every girl wants to be her. You don't get that status by being stuping nice, Roman," I said, Roman's eyes were still locked on her. " I think it's just fancy wrapping paper." " Anyway, Scott Jakowski's parents are out of town and he's throwing one hell of a bash after the game.
Popular kids look to me like they would much rather go out to the mall, movies, or just spend money with anyone and everyone that is willing or can go. Despite this fact, both popular kids and outsiders are self-conscious. It doesn’t seem like outsiders really care what they look like to anyone, but trust me they do. Think about it, not all outsiders want to be, well, outsiders. A majority of them have a physical or mental illnesses that cause them to be outsider.
Teachers love him, parents love him, girls love him, and the boys also love him. He’s ruled the halls since year seven, and even now, whatever he says goes. How did I become such good friends with someone like Darcy Calloway? Gets a little complicated, but back in year seven it was just Darcy and Finn. They were the two popular kids.
There are many girls that are like Claire. Shy, timid, but sweet. You can still be popular no matter what you wear and how you look. “Popular” is just the way you feel when everyone wants to be you. When you have a special group of friends that always save a seat for you, never leave you out, and don’t go anywhere without you.
Laura also said she even knew they didn’t actually like, her when on page 212 she states, “I knew from the beginning Jo Lynn and them weren’t my real friends.” What fully put an end to Laura and Jo Lynn’s friendship was what happened at a sleepover. Jo Lynn, Camie, and Trisha were all dropping hints that they wanted her to leave. When she didn’t listen, after Laura was asleep, they drug her outside almost naked, and left her there overnight. When someone really wants to be there friend, it will be obvious.
Most people consider adolescence as a peaceful time period in life but that is far from the truth. Adam Bagdasarian’s short story “Popularity” is about a boy who struggles to fit in and all he wants to be is popular. “Hanging Fire” by Audre Lorde is a short story about a girl who has multiple insecurities while dealing with them alone. “Going Steady” by Adam Bagdasarian is a short story about a boy who struggles to express his real feelings when in a romantic relationship. Adolescence is a time full of fights and no one can escape its pain because the fight for popularity and feeling insecure, while feeling alone can often be challenging for teens.
I was always left out of sleepovers, parties, etc. The group of girls that I used to hang around in middle school are now in jail or getting into drugs. I knew that they weren’t exactly the best group of people but they accepted me when none of the other “popular” girls seemed to, or so I had thought. I was never a very skinny girl, especially not in middle school. I always felt self-conscious because my other friends all weighed 115 pounds when I weighed at least 130.
On the first day of school she notices how everyone fits into a category, everyone except her. She states, “I am Outcast.” (Anderson, 4), when she realizes she fits nowhere. No one wants to be her friend, or at least that’s how she feels. Whenever someone tries to get talk to her, to be her friend, she tells herself, “Nobody really wants to hear what you have to say,” (Anderson, 9).
I started making friends and gaining confidence and I lost a lot of weight. I was cool, respected, and authoritative; I was the head of the class. Then came along middle school, new people I had to meet which was ok because I had my friends by my side. I made a lot more friends, next thing you know, I was popular, the most notorious of all my classmates. I was a trouble maker, in and out of class.
It seemed as though my life was being dictated by others, more than before. The phrase “beauty lies in perfection” was always stored in my head and in order to “fit in”, I must act in a certain manner. At the age of 14, I was now in middle school. I had always been a shy person, which this transition harder for me to adjust too. I didn't want to hold a full conversation with anyone in my class unless they were the one to approach me.
I was a very outgoing child growing up, but once I reached the age of 14, I became pretty introverted. However, as soon as I walked into the room containing 40 girls my age, I decided that I was not going to be timid. Not here. Something in the atmosphere just felt so comforting, yet eerie. It was as if these girls had been my friends for years, and I knew that they were going to accept me.
because I was born in the suburbs I went to private school but they didn’t know deep down we all have struggles within ourselves. Other kids that weren’t as fortunate as me saw me as cocky. Only time they respected me was when they saw what I can do with a ball at my feet. At the age of three I picked up my first soccer ball that’s when I found out what love was.