My First Day Of High School

I was nervous but I kept my cool and tried to stay as low-key as possible. I was partially embarrassed since I never cared what anybody thought of me, but as I walked by I all felt was pairs of eyes all looking towards me. At this point I was considering homeschool, but that’s no fun. I couldn't wait to get home. Spring Football season was just around the corner and I was just in bed patiently waiting for my bone to be filled of calcium from all the milk and orange juice I had been drinking for the past few

It was that time of the year ,which was back to school, it was the day ,I got to meet my 8th grade teacher ,I was sweating and had butterflies in my stomach. It was coincidence to find my friend Sheyla at the parking lot. Sheyla said she has met her teacher ,but needed a few more supplies ,so she was just back from getting her last supplies. Sheyla’s family went with us to met my teacher ,and I was glad to see her because it was quite a while since I last saw her. Later, after we left Berkmar grounds,I went to Sheyla’s house and we hangout the rest of the day. It was the first day of school, usually I would be feeling nervous,but today I wasn't ,which was good because I didn't want have sweating hands and a racing heartbeat. I arrived at Berkamr and went straight to homeroom ,I found my seat and waited. My first day at school wasn't to bad because the only thing

Back in high school, I went through a dark time. Those stressful days from the very first day of school caused me to fail the seventh grade, but it changes me into to the person I am today. The fight that could have been avoid lead to my expulsion from school. Friends become enemies, and enemies become friends. A quote that changed how I saw the world and, the man that believe in me.

I grabbed my stuff and moved to the front, behind the driver. I stared out the window, fighting back tears. It’s my first day at Oxley Middle School, and I’m already labeled as a loser.

Imagine this. It’s the end of summer, you’re five years old, and you start your day off with a two mile walk in the heat. Finally, you get to the small, one room schoolhouse, and it has no air conditioning. Everyone around you is so much taller than you, meaning they are probably a lot older than you as well. The teacher looks at you and tells you to take a seat, but all you want to do is turn around and be anywhere else but there. Seems a little scary, right? Well this is how my grandma’s first day of school went. This is nothing like a typical first day of school for kids now. For my first day, I was a four years old. I didn’t walk, my mom drove me and I was so excited to get there. The room was colorful, and all the kids looked like

People are bound to change whether they want to or not, what matters is if they accept the change for the better rather than the worse. As a high school student, I have learned to accept changes as just part of my life. I have experienced a lot of changes in my life from ninth grade to senior year of high school, from my physical strength, personality, involvement, and my ability to grow as a potential teacher one day. These changes have all been beneficial in the growth of me as a person, a person that will succeed in life.

I walked through the door on the first day of school, everybody turned and looked at me

Saturday and Sunday went by fast. Vowing that God had cut off at least twelve hours off my weekend, Monday morning arrived. I had to be at the coliseum at nine a.m. I woke up at eight thirty on the dot. With no essential worries and not a care in the world what I looked like, I merely jumped out of bed and put my graduation dress, cap, and gown on. In six minutes flat I was ready to go. I made it out my room and past the mirror wall right before I was about to leave. Looking at myself I knew I looked unacceptable, but my mind could not lead me to care. Right before I could make it out the door my mom vented her words of refutation. “Where do you think you are going? You did not bother to brush your hair, wash your face nor take a shower.” Thinking quickly, I managed to use time as my excuse and scampered out the door to avoid any more questions.

The sound of my alarm going off across the room woke me from my sleep. 6 a.m. was way too early for me to be up. I quickly remembered what was prepared for me that day and wanted to go back to bed. I dreaded this day for a long time and to my dismay, it was finally here. Today would be my first day as a student in the high school building. I stumbled out of bed and forced myself to get dressed for school. I pulled on a navy blue Polo t-shirt and a pair of jean shorts. I grabbed a pair of brown sandals off the floor of my closet and strapped them on my feet.

It was the second day of school during my junior year of high school, and probably one of the most boring days of the year. It was a Riverside Prep tradition to go over the school’s dress code in every single class for the whole first week of school. So, after five years of the same speech for a whole week, I was looking forward to my lunch break. The sun was bright, hot, and hard to look at after sitting in a dark and cool classroom all day. After finding my way to a lunch table in the middle of one of the courtyards I sat to wait for my other friends to join me. Once our table began to grow talk about new teachers, students, and the outrageously boring schedule for the week began to flow out in a burst of conversation. Not long after lunch had started our table was joined by two more people; Lily and a new girl that she had introduced. “This is Leoni! And it is her first day and we had Chemistry together, so I figured that I would show her around and help her meet some new people.” Everyone said their hello’s and the conversations carried with our newly welcomed guest. Leoni fit in our

Growing up, biking has always been one of my favorite activities, as I had frequented riding in the vicinity of Cupertino with my dad over the weekend. The wind, which rushed through the aerodynamically-designed holes on top of my helmet, was cool enough on a hot summer’s day to escape the blistering hot Californian temperatures. The limitless trails and roads which stretched so far that the eye could not see never ceased to excite me. As I had gripped the handles, a whole new version of me was finally brought out, and all my worries and troubles had dissipated instantaneously.

I didn’t actually run away, I ran to the office and said that I needed to go home. They let me leave, but I still had to walk past all of the other kids as they were exiting the auditorium. Of course, they were all snickering, except for one boy who looked at me with a doleful expression. I knew that I would have to go back to Parma High School the next day which caused me great anxiety.

BEEP! BEEP! My alarm went off i knew instantly what today was it was none other than the first day of school the day i have been dreading since summer started but today was not any first day this one was as scary as a beetle because it was the first day of highschool i thought high school was the scariest thing ever because of all the movies and the television shows that i watched they portrayed it as ten percent learning and ninety percent bullying the only people in the shows and movies that got bullied were the nerds and i was a nerd. The stairs creaked as i went down to the kitchen to get some breakfast then my mom stopped me and said “the breakfast at school is free so you're going to eat it” so then we got in the car and my mom drove me to the bus stop and i hated busses it confused me that we were taking the bus when i knew that she could have taken us herself but we had to. The bus made its way to the stop and i got on and to my surprise there were no seats. i tried finding anyone i knew and i had no luck so i had to sit next to two other people when the seats are only able to hold two. When i thought the bus couldn’t get any more crowded we stop at a popular stop and more people get on. The bus would stop a few more times until we got to the high school we were packed like sardines in that bus but then everyone got off we got there pretty late. The doors were wide open and i could see it all it was a big school with big kids. My stomach rumbled and i wondered were

It was the first day of grade 6! The day’s morning was really exciting and welcoming. But, as the day went on it wasn't. It maybe was the worst day of my life. I always hoped, that that day had never came or will never come again! The whole time I felt like going back home.

I woke up on august /28 /2017 , 5:20 in the morning. I laid in bed for 20 minutes, knowing I would have to get up and get ready. I got up and showered ,combed my hair, and went to my room and started to decide what I wanted to wear, it was my first day of high school.