It sucks when your first day of school in the middle of march right? That was me, as I was getting dressed I thought should make a good impression in front of these people. I straightened my hair it took so long to do,but I felt like it was worth it right? after I was all ready to go my dad said to me hurry up you 're going to miss the bus, I had no idea that I had to ride the bus you would think your mom or dad would drop you off considering that it was just down the street. I said to my dad, will you drop me off only today!
Although I dread going to school, it makes me feel like I have done something productive during the day instead of sitting around my house watching Netflix while eating a whole Chips Ahoy box. Anyways, that is what I’m doing now, getting ready for another dreadful day of school. I used to get my mom to help me pick out clothes when I was first diagnosed with color blindness,
Angela is not working now, and has not been able to keep a regular job. She is, however, enrolled in school and has set a goal to attain her high school diploma. The pregnancy was not planned; nonetheless, when she discovered she was pregnant, she wanted to have her baby. Angela began to receive prenatal care at an early gestational age, eight weeks. Her first appointment was very stressful.
Last year, it was supposed to be my best year at Spring Hill High School. However, that expected best year of my life was ruined by my best friend who I trusted for a very long time. It was the first day of the winter season, I woke up on the right side of the bed so I decided to put on makeup and dress up. I went to school and started to greet everyone but they looked at me like I don 't belong in this school. “Romy, I am sorry, but I got your boyfriend now” Ava shouted at me in the middle of the hallway and kissed my boyfriend, Liam.
When I was about 5 I cleaned our whole bonus room by myself and instead of telling my mom that I did it I told her that my sister and I did it together so that my sister would get a prize too, to make her like me. But that didn 't end up working out my mom thought that my sister did all the work instead of what really happened. When I was growing up I would always be the one in trouble even if I was following my sister 's league I would get in trouble for things and I didn 't even know why I was in trouble I just know that I was in trouble. So that led to me not knowing what to do instead and it just left me very confused. The whole life I have wanted to be the favorite child but with my mom always seeking attention from my older sister who has always been very independent.
As a result, one can’t even tell the difference between the pageant and a birthday cake. It’s sometimes not the child's wish to do these pageants, it is the parents (mostly mothers) desire to give their child something that maybe the mother could never accomplish herself. *According to the Daily mail, on 13th may 2011:"A San Francisco mum is injecting her eight year old daughter with Botox to get rid of wrinkles and she insists that she's not the only mum who's doing it. 8 year old Britney describes the pain as worse than falling off a bike or losing a tooth. The mother claims that the Botox will help her child to keep up with other beauty pageants; she is sure that other mothers give the children Botox too.
I had missed three days of school ever since I’m first day of sophomore because I told my mum I was too sick to go. While this was true, I couldn’t even choke down any food these days, I knew it was because of my fears and not my illness. It was the first day of sophomore, I’m glad that freshman year was over and a new year had come, but I finally got myself a boyfriend, that’s totally not in the cards. As I pace around the hallway panicky searching for Luke, Alexis parade into the hallway, red lipsticks on, high heeled stilettos clack echoed against the marble floors and granite walls, along with her crowd of ‘friends’. Her steps were closer, clack click clack click she was towards my direction, I scrambled through my books in the locker and lumbered away, the echoing sound of her steps sped.
The reason for that is because I would have to get on the loud yellow noisy bus. I had an older brother that went to school with me but I was in the afternoon kindergarten which is only half day, which meant I couldn 't ride the bus with him in the mornings and that terrified me. I would cry every morning because I didn 't want to ride the bus, but luckily I also rode the bus with my best friend at the time named Greta. Greta and I also had the same kindergarten teacher so we would always be together. We would always sit together on the bus and we would just talk and I guess that calmed me down.
I became anxious and concerned at what she wanted because I had just arrived fifteen minutes prior to the announcement. She commenced to throw questions at me like where I had been in the past hour, for example, and I got the impression that she was mistaking me for someone else who had caused damage to the school’s property. Even though I didn’t commit any crimes to the school or its property, I was told that I would be placed in school suspension because I was sneaking around the area of the vandalism. So, not only did I have a school suspension, but also a detention session since I was late to class with no acceptable excuse. After my school day and detention sessions ended, I had to walk home because my bus had already left.