During the months of september through the beginning of november of sophomore year it was going great i had all my friends, and we’re all happy. Then they started to call me mean names like slut, whore, and started saying i was sleeping around and things like that. The only way i knew to defend myself was go tell the dean the next time they said stuff like this. So i got to school i was talking to my friends Brandon and Jimmy. Then brendon decided to tell me how was sleeping around last night and i told him to stop because first off they knew i told them stop before and they hadn’t. Brendon and I got in this huge argument and he keep insulting me the whole time so i walked away. Brandon who is my best friend came after me and asked me what i was going to do, and i told him i was going to tell the dean what everyone has been saying. He told me that 's the best thing to do in this situation. Once i got to my first period class i told my …show more content…
During fair time I knew people were talking about me but not in the nice way. I knew most they hated me, I knew some were being fake, I knew some just wanted out of this because it didn’t involve them. The day I went to fair was the day I realized I had feelings for Marco, but my sister Jesse told me to not like him and not to date him, but she told me to do what my heart wants and don’t let the drama affect your relationship with anyone. I spent most of the night with Jesse just hanging out and having fun. We went on the ferris wheel even though Jesse is scared of heights. The next day I said sorry to everyone I’ve done wrong I even said sorry to Brendon and Morgan which took a lot to do. Finally we’re all friends again I was a little happier than before. Then I found out morgan was talking about me which really isn’t worth it. This is towards the end of the drama but I had to tell her once and for all to stop. So one day she was just keep mumbling stuff about me and i called her out in the middle of class and i told her to
He said that mormons believe in polygamy. I stood up for my religion and told my teacher what they were saying was incorrect. I proceeded to speak the truth on the topic. I was very scared of doing this because I was not sure how my teacher and my classmates would react to my beliefs.
The love of my life, he’s also male if you haven’t put that together yet, had been caught by the school making out with some random guy behind a dumpster. When he was brought into the principal 's office and threatened with expulsion, he decided to out me as well. Word got around to my parents, and here I am. A disgrace. Mentally ill in the eyes of my peers.
The other day, a couple of the boys that make fun of me got in a fight. I tried to stop them so they wouldn’t get in trouble with our teachers. If their gone who’s going to tell me the truth? My parents already have lied to me about my name. What else are they lying to me about?
Attending a small school for now 5 years, I understand that most kids at my age go to a larger middle school with a graduating class of approximately 200-300 kids in their class, but going to a large school, teachers don 't have time to spend on a specific individual for many things, and I find myself lucky to get that at North Cape. Going through many situations and conflicts at North Cape led me in temporary unfortunate paths, but greatly impacted my reason to try and change to become a more successful individual in my education and life that made a permanent change. It all started 7th grade year, I wasn 't trying, it was as simple as that, until I received a suspension that was for an unnecessary conflict. I then had decided to try and get good grades and do something worth my time and put a smile on my family’s face. Because of the decision I made, things got better and made me feel better as a person, and made me realize I’m not only doing this for my family; I 'm doing it for myself.
All three of us rode the same bus in the afternoon to go home from school, the reocurrence of our disrespectful actions had our bus driver furious with us. We eventually drew the line with this last stunt we pulled on the bus, was not how I had pictured it to end. This was the stop sign to all my bad behaviors and immaturity. My last part of the day was spent in the art room, together with Conner and Matt. As people know there is usaully clay in an art room, I had happened to grab some without the teacher knowing
It was uncomfortable for me to be around my classmates, but everyone in the class seems to be nice to me because I was the new kid. They didn’t have problems with me and I didn’t have problems with them. As time goes on, I began to feel
I would like Posse Fundation to know that doring my junior year, I was enrolled in early college at the University of the District of Columbia, taking English Composition 1, and I will also start the US History to 1865 class this summer, June 27 in the same university. I have been in the honor roll since my freshman year in high school until now, my Junior year. Additionally, through out my high school experience, I have recieved several awards, including the Academic Excelence Award, Pride, Poise, Perseverance Award, Articulate Communicator in Two Lenguages Award, and the Intellectually Curious Scholar Award. I have worked as a babysitter every afternoon for almost a year. Doring my Senior year, I will be joining the girls softball team as
She gave Logan a warning to not do that again, or she wound send him to the principal for not obeying a teacher. Logan was furious at me. Ms. Donna went back to work.
Barnes-Beasley. Session1.Journal As a former military dependent, I moved from one Military base to another. I attended 3 different high schools. Started my freshman year at O’Fallon Township High School in O’Fallon, Illinois.
Today I felt great, for I had just won a 2.5k race, I did not know what was in store for me today. I was casually walking down the hallway with my friends minding my own business when the 5th grader punches me and I fall. My friends, not wanting to not get hurt, run away leaving me to get pummeled by him. The punches fly I try and stop him but he insistent on hurting me each punch hurting more each time, I wish I could fight back. I know that if I fight back it might backfire and make him hit harder and it will get me in trouble.
Although my intentions were harmless, I disrespected that girl and as a result of her clearly being pissed off with me, she told the principal on
Are you still reading, Mr. and/ or Mrs. Schultz? I apologize for boring you with all these unnecessary details, so since you are probably getting irritated with me, i’m going to condense the rest of this story into a few, easy to read sentences. When she was at lunch, her head was down and she was sobbing. I asked her what was wrong, and she wouldn’t talk to me. I later found out that my dad called one of YOU and YOU had called the school and told them that a student there may be a carrier of an STD, the report was ignored by the school, but somehow word came out and a rumor started.
They both acted tough and didn't give into excuses. If you messed up, own up to it around these two. They won't let you off the hook but they did this to make their students and team better. Even if you said you were trying your best, they didn't accept that because accepting that will lead you to failure. They just wanted to make you better even if it is tough.
My first day of high school as a freshmen in a new level of education Is what I was thinking when I woke from slumber that morning in bed. Stepping foot on the campus wasn’t even the beginning, taking the school bus in the morning is where the first taste of being a freshmen and actually starting and being an high school student. I started to get really nervous and a sense of reality hit me. Walking towards the bus stop all I see is a huge group of high school students waiting around for the bus, calm and cool as I try to stay to be I approach the waiting area not knowing what to I’m getting into.