Transitioning from a small middle school to one of the biggest high schools in the city, I learned to be myself. I was always the quiet, shy little girl who got good grades but never spoke. I was indifferent about going to school; I never really liked it or hated it. I would go to school, come home, do homework than watch television. My days would just go by and I never really talked to anyone at school, never seeing the need to. In high school, you were either a somebody, or a nobody and by the end of freshman year I became more talkative and outgoing. I made lots of friends, something I’ve never really done before. It was a new me within just a year of becoming somewhat independent. By senior year I was a new person, I started a club with my friend. It was a small club but it was a chance to meet new people who weren’t just my age. I also helped around the school more getting to know people who made going to school easy, the attendance lady and a few secretaries. Teachers suddenly weren’t teachers; they were actual human being who I could relate to and have conversations with. I wasn’t scared to ask for help anymore, nor was I the quiet person in class anymore. This change happened over a four year period, I’m excited to discover myself after the end of college where I’m going to an even bigger school than before.
With this change, I also changed my wardrobe. I love to buy colorful clothes and mix and match my outfits. What you wear is a reflection of you and I choose to be colorful because there are the good and the bad days then there are the days in between. The world is not just black and white, add some color and mix it up.