A major milestone in my life would have to be the first day of high school.
I remember it like it was yesterday. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. I had picked out my outfit a week in advance, at least. Sara and I both planned on wearing our tan outfits. I woke up extra early to make sure my hair and make-up was just right. The loud beeping of my alarm set off and I jetted out of bed. I rushed down the stairs and jumped in the shower. I used the most fragrant shampoo I could find. I washed my face with the strongest face wash I had, and used the best soap I could find. I then put on my make-up, fixed my hair, put on my clothes, and then got in the car.
I was so nervous as I got closer. I almost reached the point of not wanting to get out. Luckily I had a step-sister going through the same horrid feeling. We got out together and slowly walked in the wet grass to meet our friends. Most of them had arrived around the same time we had. Sara and I realized that we were over dressed and suddenly felt like immature and out of place.
I suddenly came to the realization that I was growing up. There is no turning back in high school. The smallest things seem so big. Every thing you do is exaggerated and half the time made up. Everyone knows your personal business. Not everyone is as nice as your classmates; in fact, some people are even quite vicious. After coming to this unpleasant realization I realized how much I missed middle school. I missed the teachers, the peers, and the freedom of not worrying what others think. I missed acting goofy and having fun with my friends.
Finally I decided I would have to get over it. I had to make the best of it and hope for the best. There's no turning back and this is supposed to be some of the best years of my life. I decided to be mature about it and make the years to come as enjoyable as possible.
After doing so I like it a great deal more. I will have a terrific soph