Personal Narrative Essay

For some people, high school was the best days of their lives. For others, it was the worst. I landed in the middle. Do I ever wish I could go back to high school? The answer; absolutely not. I couldn't wait to graduate and finally get away from the people that I had been going to school with since kindergarten. Of course there will be some small things that I will miss about my high school expierence and I did learn a lot while in high school. And yes, I know high school was supposed to get us to learn new things. I'm talking about the lessons we learned about how to be a functioning adult in the future. I may have learned a few things about how to be an adult, but there were still some things I didn't know. Here are things I wish I would

While I honestly didn't care what anyone else thought about me, towards the end of my high school years, I found myself trying to change myself a little to impress others. Whether it was the way I dress or the way I talked, I tried to act more like the rest of the girls just so they would notice me. Now that I look back, I'm really glad I changed my style. The boy comic t-shirts seriously had to go. I don't think that changing yourself to impress people is wrong, as long as you do it for the right reasons. I was trying to change myself to get other people to notice and like me more, but I was also trying to change myself because I wasn't happy wearing the clothes I was wearing. I know I wasn't popular, like at all, and I was basically known because of proximity and because I had been going to the same school as the majority of my high school class since kindergarten; and while a lot of people knew my name, a lot of people did not like me. I think back on that now I am so glad that people didn't like me. I like being the girl who was in the background and now, I am completely fine with not everyone liking me. What's the fun in being everyone's

My mom is defiantly one of those mom's who has no problem telling you she does not like your friends and she was right not to. At the time I never listened to her about it and continued being friends with them. I liked to think that I was a smart kid, who occasionally did stupid things, so I knew on my own if what my friends weren't good friends. Thankfully those toxic friendships ended on their own without me getting into any serious trouble. And while my mom's nagging about my friends was very annoying while I was younger, looking at where those friends are now, I'm glad she annoyed me with her