I sat straight up in my bed, my back soaked with sweat. This would be the third time this week i've had a nightmare. I ran a hand through my damp hair and slowly turned myself so my feet were touching the hardwood floors. I got up and stretched my arms, trying to loosen my very tight shoulder blades. I rolled my shoulders back and then opened my door to walk down the stairs. The rain was still beating against the rooftop like african drums. It calmed me down as I got to the end of the stairs. I went to the counter and start the coffee maker. While the coffee was brewing and sat on the couch thinking to myself. Wondering why I was having the same dream constantly over the past few weeks. It seemed ever since we moved to this crap town, my dreams have been getting worse and worse. There was something I couldn’t put my finger on. The beeping of the coffee maker brought me back to reality. I got up and pour myself a cup of joe. I added two packets of hot chocolate mix, just the way I like it. I sat on the couch drinking my …show more content…
I’m actually a pretty good student when I want to be. It was the people around me that made it a living nightmare. It wasn’t like they were mean or anything it was just so annoying. After going to 15 different schools you kinda realize that the stereotypes are true. You have the emos and or goths. The hipsters and theatre geeks.Then you have the Music department which is basically just the band and the choir kids. They really don’t get out much as far as I can tell. Then it’s your nerds and the jocks. However, if there is one type of people I hate most in the world are preppies. The people who think the world is in the hands and get what they want when they want. Normal people like me barely get by, while they laugh at others for their cheap clothes or their untrendy hairstyle. So after about a week or two at Golden Creek High, I basically had the entire student body
I wake up in a room full of liquor and 3 buff looking men. The worst thoughts go through my head and I realize where I am.
Ugliest. Prettiest. Lots of students have been labeled as one of these. In the book The List by Siobhan Vivian, the week before homecoming, two girls from each grade are picked.
I later didn 't mind the rude and stereotypical statements and began my high school years at Hamilton as more accepting and self-conscious. I am
In addition, some high school students may not like the clique they are associated with and try to fit into a “popular” group. For example, I had another friend that wanted to hang out with the “popular” students. He was invited to a party but there was not alcohol so they told him if he stole a couple of bottles from the nearby CVS, he could hang out with them. They showed him how to steal a bottle of alcohol from the store and told him to do it after. He committed the crime and was able to get away with it because the store policy says that they cannot chase them.
It was hot, I frowned, wiped my eyes and sat up. I found myself swiftly and angrily putting my guitar back, but at the same time being gentle with it, like a poor man might handle thousands and thousands of gold bars. Because that's what it was to me. I eyed my sleeping pills again, but instead I turned sharp on my heel and walked into my bedroom. I packed a bag with my essentials in case I ended up sleeping at the station, I gently put my contact case in, my glasses and more recklessly my anxiety pills.
The world is filled with many different stereotypes, but there is one in particular that truly sticks out like a sore thumb, the nerds. Nerds have their own way of doing things, and the majority of them are very intelligent. They can also be seen as the dweebs in society because they never want to have fun. They can also be seen of as dorks because they are socially awkward towards other crowds and do not fit in. Nerds can be classified into many different types: smartly innovative, stuck up, as well as quietly evil.
Out of the few I mentioned I am going to focus on the jocks and the nerds. Nerds are the ones who catch the most heat meaning they are the ones who get picked on the most it makes them feel bad about themselves. Many students believe nerds think they’re so smart, I say this because I witness this before when I was in high school. Athletes (the celebrities) of school have a title to uphold so they go and bully the nerds around calling them out their names and one of the most common
Middle class would be Cady before she became a “Plastic” and low class would be Damian and Janis and the rest of the school. In the eyes of “The Plastics” everyone is low class and they are the only upper class. According to Jeff Manza, author of The Sociology Pproject 2.0: introducing the sociological imagination conflict theory is “a type of social theory that emerged out of dissatisfaction with structural functionalism and held that all societies are characterized by conflicts that arise from the uneven distribution of power and wealth between groups” (Manza, 2016). Bullies are not always at the top of the class chain but they often feel the need to put other lower them. Bullies often feel stronger and tougher when they are on top
Born with the Right Fundamentals In my life, I have noticed that the students seem to fall into two groups: music kids and the athletes. When we consider these groups, we tend to develop a “High School Musical Effect”, in which we think that people can only be what their certain group allows them to be. Born a music geek, I fell into the first group. Even though I tried sports for a decent amount of my middle school career, I fell in love with band, choir, and drama instead.
In Grant Penrod’s, “Anti-Intellectualism: Why We Hate the Smart Kids” he describes to the reader why the majority of people hate the “nerds” and “geeks” in school. Penrod begins his argument by using high school as an example. The idea of anti-intellectualism is most commonly introduced in high school when the classifications of “geek” and “nerd” are used for the people who take academics seriously, and unfortunately get excluded from social activities. At the Mountain View High School the students and workers only recognized the football team for making it to state. Even though the school’s academic decathlon, science bowl team, and speech and debate team made it to state as well.
but she told me that’s why I play football and I was retarded which really made me laugh but this experience proves that there are stereotypes at DHS and not only athletic stereotypes but different kinds on campus I don’t witness and these stereotypes really never got to me so I can’t say much how they affect academic performance. I’ve observed this kid that went to my elementary and he was always like a outcast or a loner type of kid because he always was alone and he tried his best but he was always stereotypes as emo or a loser. But this year he changed the way he dressed talked and I have for one of my classes and he says he doesn’t care so this showed me he’s trying to fit in to avoid those stereotypes and by doing this he’s affecting his academic
Throughout high school, I noticed a strange behavior among teenaged students; they tend to form groups. During lunchtime, these groups or cliques are more prevalent; you can see the freshman guys sitting with each other, the football players, the cheerleaders, the senior “nerds”, the international students and the outcasts (aka that was me), the people who sat alone or the people that you would not find at the cafeteria tables. These cliques are not only common at my high school where I used to attend but also widespread around other schools across the country. Whatever clique you are a part of, that clique defines your reputation throughout high school. In the movie, Mean Girls, cliques play an important role throughout the movie.
Diane Ravitch gives us a great example of that when she mentions a girl who “makes straight A’s”, but will never talk about it because “it’s cool to do really badly. If you are interested in school and show it, you are a nerd.” Drinking, smoking, and staying out are some of the pressures I had struggling thru my life. My first peer pressure at school happened when I was 13 years
Where we had all types of music and all types of interests. Although we properly would have formed into a nerds group since intelligence was one of the similar traits of our group, also because our friendship formed through a computer science class. We had people from almost every group, there was a jock who
I woke up terrified , those nightmares they keep happening. I was thinking to myself saying why haven't they went away. But suddenly my thoughts were disturbed by the yelling of my sister. I got out of bed and went down stairs where i had seen my sister jill making breakfast , she turned around and saw me , then she asked “ nightmares again ”. I answered “ yes ”.