Hello Superstars,
I believe freshman year is a time in your life that no YouTube survival tip video can help you with. The beginning of your life in high school is an individual and personal experience for everyone. My year as a freshman was an eye opener, leaving me with lessons and appreciation for myself.
In the beginning, of this year my main concern was my dad. He is the security guard at my school, and I was terrified that I would have to tone down my outgoing and sometimes loud personality. During the first week of school, I noticed a different side of my dad. I was surprised to see a retired U.S. Army Master Sergeant shaking hands with the senior boys, a listening ear to girl drama, knowing almost every students' first name and with most their last, and not seeing any sign of annoyance when a boy dressed in a head to toe Urban Outfitters said," Have a nice evening, man". I realized the students looked up to my father and actually respected him more than I did (what I'm a fifteen year old girl with an outspoken mouth). Soon, I accepted the fact my dad worked at my high school, and I started to loosen up and continued to be crazy Sarah.
Another problem of mine was dealing with my health. The summer before ninth grade I dealt with a slight depression and was worried if I had PCOS (Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome). I was trying to maintain a smiling face, while wondering every minute if I had a syndrome that could prevent me from bearing children or living a life with continuous painful cramps. Thankfully, I was able to see an OB-GYN ( first appointment was five days after my fifteenth birthday). After peeing in a cup ( sorry for the TMI, but it was quite difficult) and taking four blood test ( so much blood!), no signs of PCOS was found. I was prescribed birth control, but was still down because I did not know the cause not being able to lose weight.
I still did not feel like myself, especially when it came to learning. As an all A- student every since being enrolled in school, I was not able to say that after freshman year. I made my first and only B on my report card in physical science honors. There were many nights I drank two cups of coffee and read chapters from the science book, but still made an 83% on all of my science test. This made me feel like maybe I couldn't do any better in the class, which was so unlike me (I optimist, always believing that things will be better, that I will better). It was hard for me to deal with getting a B, but God ( I do believe in God, but do not believe on pushing my faith on to anyone. I apologize if you feel uncomfortable) spoke to me and said," Sarah, if you cannot deal with a B, then you cannot deal with what I have in stored for you." I know he has great things in my future, so I got out of my funk and dealt with the second letter in the alphabet that made me feel so bad. I told myself," Girl, you worked extremely hard for that B." And that is all that matters.
This year I definitely learned a lot about girls. I saw that many of the girls I went to middle school with still had a very basic mindset. The high school I attend is known for the academics and performing arts. Students are encouraged to be themselves. Most come to school dressed like Lady Gaga, L.A. hipsters, or an extreme pair of Jeffrey Campbells. I thought all of these kids were walking billboards of art, and were my inspiration of dressing outside the norm. But most of the people I knew thought they were freaks. They were not use to seeing someone dressed for an Alexander McQueen fashion show in my town. The girls would say offensive things that only showed more of their lack of exposure to the real world.
This was not the last of their vicious comments. Most would say awful things about each other and someone's business. I was disgusted at how "friends" could do this to each other. But I do thank these girls because they showed the meaning of a friend.
I believe freshman year is a time in your life that no YouTube survival tip video can help you with. The beginning of your life in high school is an individual and personal experience for everyone. My year as a freshman was an eye opener, leaving me with lessons and appreciation for myself.
In the beginning, of this year my main concern was my dad. He is the security guard at my school, and I was terrified that I would have to tone down my outgoing and sometimes loud personality. During the first week of school, I noticed a different side of my dad. I was surprised to see a retired U.S. Army Master Sergeant shaking hands with the senior boys, a listening ear to girl drama, knowing almost every students' first name and with most their last, and not seeing any sign of annoyance when a boy dressed in a head to toe Urban Outfitters said," Have a nice evening, man". I realized the students looked up to my father and actually respected him more than I did (what I'm a fifteen year old girl with an outspoken mouth). Soon, I accepted the fact my dad worked at my high school, and I started to loosen up and continued to be crazy Sarah.
Another problem of mine was dealing with my health. The summer before ninth grade I dealt with a slight depression and was worried if I had PCOS (Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome). I was trying to maintain a smiling face, while wondering every minute if I had a syndrome that could prevent me from bearing children or living a life with continuous painful cramps. Thankfully, I was able to see an OB-GYN ( first appointment was five days after my fifteenth birthday). After peeing in a cup ( sorry for the TMI, but it was quite difficult) and taking four blood test ( so much blood!), no signs of PCOS was found. I was prescribed birth control, but was still down because I did not know the cause not being able to lose weight.
I still did not feel like myself, especially when it came to learning. As an all A- student every since being enrolled in school, I was not able to say that after freshman year. I made my first and only B on my report card in physical science honors. There were many nights I drank two cups of coffee and read chapters from the science book, but still made an 83% on all of my science test. This made me feel like maybe I couldn't do any better in the class, which was so unlike me (I optimist, always believing that things will be better, that I will better). It was hard for me to deal with getting a B, but God ( I do believe in God, but do not believe on pushing my faith on to anyone. I apologize if you feel uncomfortable) spoke to me and said," Sarah, if you cannot deal with a B, then you cannot deal with what I have in stored for you." I know he has great things in my future, so I got out of my funk and dealt with the second letter in the alphabet that made me feel so bad. I told myself," Girl, you worked extremely hard for that B." And that is all that matters.
This year I definitely learned a lot about girls. I saw that many of the girls I went to middle school with still had a very basic mindset. The high school I attend is known for the academics and performing arts. Students are encouraged to be themselves. Most come to school dressed like Lady Gaga, L.A. hipsters, or an extreme pair of Jeffrey Campbells. I thought all of these kids were walking billboards of art, and were my inspiration of dressing outside the norm. But most of the people I knew thought they were freaks. They were not use to seeing someone dressed for an Alexander McQueen fashion show in my town. The girls would say offensive things that only showed more of their lack of exposure to the real world.
This was not the last of their vicious comments. Most would say awful things about each other and someone's business. I was disgusted at how "friends" could do this to each other. But I do thank these girls because they showed the meaning of a friend.
If you were to look on Dictionary.com at the definition of friend, its first definition would state,"a person attached to another by feelings of feelings of affection or personal regard." But to me I don't think there is a word or phrase to describe a friend. I think when you have one, you will know, like a soul mate. You won't find trouble or hesitation releasing things off your chest or telling your dark secrets. You will only find trust and openness. I think I only found that with one person, while other girls would not listen to me or my deep thoughts. They would brush me off or would focus on something else. But I am find with that one friend I am able to share things with rather than saying things to someone else and worrying if they listened or they listened and would tell someone else.
I also realized how boy crazy girls are especially with the wrong guys. I saw girls fall for guys that did not care about school, would talk to other girls, were Instagram whores. Girls would chase after them only to get hurt, and would then repeat the same process with another guy. They would often wonder why I wasn't talking seriously to a guy. I was even asked if I was gay by a friend. My parents taught me that I did not ever have to explain myself or answer a dumb question. So, I didn't, but I had reason for the girls. I did not want to end up worrying about a guy that did not bother thinking about me. If there was someone out there for me, then I know he would not make me cry or worry about his morning text. Anyways, who wants to be tied down at this age. This is your time to be selfish,focus on your well- being and growing into a beautiful person inside and out.
Drugs did play a part this year's experience. Although my school is known for having brainiacs, other high schools that my school's student body is all potheads. That is not true, but like all high schools there is a portion of students that have formed a relationship with drugs. I go to school with that deal drugs, smoke drugs occasionally- during final week, last day of school, or 4/20, or the ones so addicted they do them on the school campus and even under the same roof as their parents. I am not judging them in no shape or form, but seeing the lives they live I pray that do not ever smoke, sniff, or swallow any type of an illegal substance.
Staying away from drugs is one of the reasons I am proud of myself along with receiving a Superior Cadet award in JROTC, be elected twice to Student Government, and staying true to myself. Staying true to yourself is a difficult but achievable task in high school. I was able to do, and am so glad because I could not imagine being anyone else.
In conclusion, my freshman year was a learning experience. I learned about the good and bad in people especially girls (a species I have a hard time of understanding even though I am one), embracing others, and what to focus on. I need to focus on making myself happy and accepting the fact that I am not perfect, but I am freaking awesome. Also, to stay away from negative energy next year. I need to take a stand, and show more of who I really am. Show more of the Sarah that is on this blog. Show more of the superstar I am. I dare you to do the same next year, and feel free to share your experience no matter what grade you are in.
Stay True to Yourself Superstars,
Sarah E.
" To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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