“You’re hired” said a voice on the other end of the phone. That had not told me much only where to show up, when, and how to dress. Basic Academy, just by the name I knew it would be a lot of work. One month later after passing more tests, learning the rules, more on dress, and expectations, they said I am ready to work in the largest prison in the state. An overnight move, no time to take in the new town, the new house, just off to bed, my fresh pressed uniform hung alone in the closet, my boots below shined from the full moons light.
we were play 29 palms that week, they are our biggest rivals after yucca and i just wanted to get yellow paint on my helmet so bad. last year when we played them a big boy crushed me and i hurt my ankle. i was really hoping he was a freshman last year so i could get some payback. I woke up the morning of the game put some makeup on and a mask that looked very human like and went to school. i told everyone that i was an exchange student and would only be there for two days.
Today's minimum day so we we're dismissed at twelve noon. The squad decided not to go anywhere today as we were going out everyday since last week — going to one's house after another just to have a movie marathon and nap. The first thing I did as I got home from the academy is drop my backpack on a chair in my room. I changed into comfortable clothes and threw my worn clothes in the laundry basket. I went to the kitchen and opened a bag of Honey Butter Chips before going back to my room and letting my body fall backwards onto the bed.
At 5:45 AM the alarm on my phone blared some generic default tone that I had never gotten around to changing. This was probably the earliest I’ve ever gotten up in my entire life. I groggily removed myself from the pile of blankets on the floor that I had been sleeping in and headed for the shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face and searched my near empty closet for something to wear on my first day of school. Although I was absolutely exhausted and there was yet to be any furniture in my room, I was thrilled to be transferring to Pattonville High School in midst of my junior year and living in a bigger house in a better community.
I was a brand new student, not looking forward to wearing a navy, red, or white polo shirt every day. My very first week there, I got in trouble for wearing a slight maroon shirt instead of bright red. I was sent to the office, where I had to change into one of the school's lost and found red shirts. Furthermore, my school had to have an entire supply closet of uniforms for kids who failed to follow dress protocols. In addition, students don't enjoy wearing the uniforms.
I decided to walk to my friend’s dorm with a large bag of laundry in my arms, because my dorm did not have air conditioning. I was burning up and annoyed when someone approached me. “Hey! You are that girl I saw earlier,” a guy said. I was clearly not in the mood, but being a first year in a completely new place trying to make new friends, I thought I would make small talk.
I remember like it was yesterday, I was sitting in the public bathroom at school in the Philippines crying, feeling homesick, feeling self-conscious, and feeling like I would never be smart enough to make it in nursing school let alone anywhere. I had hit my rock bottom, my self-esteem was at an all-time low. I moved to the Philippines to attend nursing school in 2007 after graduating high school in San Diego. I thought by moving away somewhere new I would be able to start over and work on myself, discover my passion, and become the strong confident person I always wanted to be. While I was sitting there crying something inside of me changed at that very moment.
first time in middle school Has this ever happen to you.in the first day of middle school? Well for my yes. It start off like any normal first day of school.I take the bus and meet my My friend at the band hall.Then the bell rings and i go in search of my first period class.But when I go to the class it wasn't the right classroom so that means i went To the wrong class in meet the teacher night. So I started to panic,but I told myself to calm down and look for the class. After a while of looking for the class so I went to the restroom to wash my face off To calm down.But as I wash my face I really knew that I wouldn't find my first period class.
After that moment I regretted everything I did and I had to go to the fire classes everyday. The fire classes were so boring and exhausting, I knew that I wasn’t supposed to be there, because I knew better then to light a blanket on fire. But after a while me and my parents moved away to Woodbridge Virginia where I met new people, went to a new school, it was a whole new lifestyle. I never saw Paris again, I then learned a huge lesson at the age of 8, something I would’ve never imagined happened to me . Thanks to that moment, I now will never forget to use fire properly and not to play around with fire, it is no
raHe searched everywhere for those shoes, those perfect tan ones with that fabric flower that fit him just right. The closet, underneath his bed, in the pile of clean clothes he meant to fold a week ago. They were nowhere to be found, completely gone from the face of the Earth, leaving Cal Hampton barefooted and discouraged. It was only eight in the morning and his room was more of a mess than it usually was, plus, worst of all, he didn 't have a single pair of shoes that matched the floral skirt settled upon his waist. He bought it just for that damn pair, those adorable, dainty tan shoes, and now, the thing was useless.
Once I got home, I dozed off, and I didn’t care to wake up until the next morning. When I woke up in the morning, I had my breakfast, packed up for today, chose the nicest outfit I could find [hey, If I’m about to win an award, why not look nice?] and went to school. I ended up winning the student of the year award. I wished I could of thanked Stevie, but he was probably sad about the whippings he’s going to get once he gets home.
We got situated in our apartment in bullhead city AZ. I would also attend my next high school called Mohave High School in a couple days. Not excited I got up in the morning for my first day of school. Bullhead city is small and hot. I didn 't like anything at all