It was April 15th, 2013 and I was the 15-year-old, innocent sophomore with a perfect record, sitting in the principal’s office waiting for my punishment. I plastered a fake smile on my bright red face, trying not to let the tears filling my blue eyes get the best of me.
My mom always used to tell me that I should rule a small country one day, and I would look at her and say, “What? You don’t think I can handle the world?”. Growing up with the mentality of a leader, my 6th-grade self decided to run against an 8th grader for the secretary position in our middle school student council. I didn’t think twice about the fact that I was going up against someone two years older than I was until all of the older kids made fun of me and told me I wouldn’t win. But this only gave me the courage to get up in front of the entire school and give my speech to try and win over the crowd and beat the 8th grader who thought she was better than I was. A week later I was the victor. For the next three years, I was not only an active member in the Student Council, but I was also one of the 4 people who held student body positions. I was completely inspired by the idea of organizing events and helping out the …show more content…
During my Freshman year, I heard about the infamous ASB bonding. I was completely captivated by the idea of it: a typical high school party only allowing the 60 members of ASB to enter. I was a good girl, remember. I didn’t drink. Never even thought about the idea of smoking-smoking anything, not cigarettes, not weed, nothing. I didn’t even break curfew. Granted I never had one, but if I did, I wouldn’t have broken it. I always did my homework, I studied for my tests. I was a good girl. But part of me wanted to experience what a lot of my peers did on a weekly basis. My curiosity was fed on the three-day trip to San
My mom always used to tell me that I should rule a small country one day, and I would look at her and say, “What? You don’t think I can handle the world?”. Growing up with the mentality of a leader, my 6th-grade self decided to run against an 8th grader for the secretary position in our middle school student council. I didn’t think twice about the fact that I was going up against someone two years older than I was until all of the older kids made fun of me and told me I wouldn’t win. But this only gave me the courage to get up in front of the entire school and give my speech to try and win over the crowd and beat the 8th grader who thought she was better than I was. A week later I was the victor. For the next three years, I was not only an active member in the Student Council, but I was also one of the 4 people who held student body positions. I was completely inspired by the idea of organizing events and helping out the …show more content…
During my Freshman year, I heard about the infamous ASB bonding. I was completely captivated by the idea of it: a typical high school party only allowing the 60 members of ASB to enter. I was a good girl, remember. I didn’t drink. Never even thought about the idea of smoking-smoking anything, not cigarettes, not weed, nothing. I didn’t even break curfew. Granted I never had one, but if I did, I wouldn’t have broken it. I always did my homework, I studied for my tests. I was a good girl. But part of me wanted to experience what a lot of my peers did on a weekly basis. My curiosity was fed on the three-day trip to San