My Stereotypes

Depending on who you ask, you will get different comments and views on who I am and what I am like. I believe I, as many do, have different personalities for different situations. Obviously, when I am in a place that I feel comfortable, for example, at school or with a group of friends, I will be my truest self. Whereas in less familiar scenarios, I tend to be a little less talkative and a bit more timid. This isn’t to say that I am a reserved person, only to signify that I am not as open in these said situations. I would consider myself a dynamic person with a multitude of traits. There is no set stereotype to describe my persona or style and that may have to do because I have underwent a wide range of experiences that molded me to be the
People would definitely consider me stubborn and strong-minded. Since I was a little girl I have been marked as the “stubborn one” because I am extremely reluctant to say or do things that I do not believe is fit for a scenario. Because of this stubbornness, I am also known for being argumentative. Whether you ask my family or my friends, you will hear this term used almost instantly. As I said, I stand up for what I believe in, and it has sometimes gotten me in a predicament but I am always respectful when I get into debates. I am very passionate about what I believe in and when I debate with others, it enthralls me. Debating require a lot of thought and effort and I am more than willing to do because that is who I
During my freshman year, I wore all black, didn’t talk to many people, and I kept to myself unless someone spoke to me. Since I had never lived in a small town, I had no experience in talking to small-town folks. It sounds ridiculous, but the stereotypes I was given before I left my old school led me to believe that my time in this town would be painfully awkward and lonesome. As I went into my sophomore year, I became more comfortable with the people around me and I spoke more and more. At the end of my sophomore year, I had made a lot more friends than I started off with. By the time I started junior I had become the outgoing person I claim to be now. I wasn’t afraid to talk to people anymore and it was a great time for me. Now, I have plenty of people to talk to and people come up to me in the hallways and speak to me. I am now a senior and I, metaphorically speaking, have transitioned into the beautiful butterfly. I don’t really have anything I truly want to change about myself. I will be heading off to college soon and I am fairly comfortable enough with who I am to be assured that I will be