My school timeline
Maria Fernanda Rivera Rodriguez 1103
mY ELEVENTH GRADE
MY NINTH GRADE
mY TENTH GRADE
my eight grade
MySEVENTH GRADE
My sixth grade
Every time I could, I would open my camera to check out how I looked, and sometimes I'd take a photo, haha.
So... I thought I learned how to do makeup, haha. Maskless photos only on my phone, so no one else would see them.
This is me completely disappointed when I saw myself in the camera.
My Seventh Grade
I think everyone wishes they could erase their 'pandemic self.'I finished sixth grade and my life did a complete 180. We moved to Bogotá without much warning, just a few days' worth of clothes and a hope for change.I managed to start school in 2020, but it was far from ideal. I was already struggling with my self-esteem and trying to find myself, so starting a new school with a blurry self-perception was really tough. I stopped trying to be the class clown, which was hard since I was the new kid. I stuck to my nerd persona, but it seemed like no one wanted to be friends with me anyway. My sixth-grade theory was confirmed! Then the pandemic hit, and everything went virtual. I lost interest in school pretty quickly. Online classes just weren't the same. My motivation to get good grades vanished, along with my ability to leave the house.
I started spending a lot of time on social media, especially TikTok. I became obsessed with likes and comments, which was terrible for my self-esteem. The pandemic definitely didn't do me any favors. I stopped attending online classes and started watching YouTube tutorials instead. I'd often leave my assignments until the last minute. Social media was all I cared about. Honestly, I think I lost some of my mental sharpness. I hate to admit it, but all that technology was a disaster.I stopped prioritizing my studies and started chasing likes on cringey posts.Looking back, I definitely regret 2020. The pandemic brought out the worst in some people. I was surrounded by a lot of negativity and toxicity, and I was forced to pretend to be someone I wasn't. I'd rather forget that whole year.
My Eleventh Grade
Helloooo! I'm so glad I learned to accept myself. Haha, it feels so good. Eleventh grade is the last year of high school, and I'm still in the final stretch. I don't remember many interesting things about the beginning of the year. When you're in eleventh grade, there's no warm welcome or friendly start, not at all. It's more like, "Hi everyone, we already know each other: let's keep going," and again, tons of work, and you just do it. I'm part of the school magazine, and this year I officially became the leader of our magazine (it sounded good last year). I didn't have time to say hello, I had to start preparing the investigative magazine as soon as possible, we were behind on issues and I couldn't take a break. Math got more complex, more numbers, more letters, more difficult things, but of course I survived, getting first place in the class in the subject. I really like the subject, and the way I can understand it is completely a plus. Of course we have to talk about the ICFES, that test that measures whether or not you were taught well in school, and if you get a bad score it's completely your fault and not the fault of the institutions where you were educated, yes, that kind of test. We all felt the pressure, everyone told us that this test determines our future. Besides not giving us a break, they shoved preparation classes for the test down our throats. It was really hard, we either attended, or did homework, or did poorly on the ICFES, or did poorly with the assignments, argh.
The day of the test arrived and it was very "meh", honestly all the pressure I felt about the ICFES went away when I started solving it, and now that a long time has passed since that day I definitely think it's not that big of a deal and that test DEFINITELY doesn't determine my future.I still don't know my score, but I have high hopes. We're all really excited to graduate, some of us are going to see each other again at the beach, when the graduation trip starts. It feels very nostalgic to know that your school cycle is over and that now you have to face the world as another adult and hope that it goes well for us. Many of us are planning to go study a career, others aren't, but definitely everyone is planning to make money, we all know that's what we're most worried about. It's interesting how your life depends on the number on a piece of paper, but hey, here we all are, trying to get ahead and not become something we don't want to be. Let's hope everything goes well for us, for now that's all for today, I say goodbye to this series, I hope you're all doing well, thank you very much for listening, bye.
I took this pic because I saw everyone posting pictures with their friends and I only had a profile picture. Plus, no one was posting photos with me, so I forced this awkward photo too.
This was the first pic I took when I created my Facebook account, influenced by my 'friends'. I still remember how much I forced that photo.
My Eighth Grade
I started working out at home (totally pointless, I know), wasting months on exercises that weren't going to get me the results I wanted, but I didn't know that.It's crazy to think that my school didn't even do video calls for classes. They just posted assignments on a blog and if you didn't understand something, you had to figure it out on your own. It was like they didn't even care. At the end of the year, they told me to send in two more assignments or I would fail. Wow! So yeah, that was my eighth grade: doing useless workouts, binge-watching shows, obsessing over perfect girls, and not doing my homework. Ha!What about you guys? Was your eighth grade also during a pandemic and protests? Or was it more interesting? I hope so! Anyway, that's all I've got. Hope you enjoyed reading about my boring year. Bye!
So, eighth grade in 2021 was pretty much a blur. With the pandemic and all the protests going on, it felt like my life was just on pause. School was completely online, and I was basically stuck at home except for the occasional walk with my dog.Social media was a huge part of my life back then. It was really tough on my self-esteem, constantly comparing myself to all these perfect girls online. It was such a toxic environment.I also moved to a new part of Bogotá that year. Another new school, another fresh start, but it wasn't as bad since I didn't have to deal with being the new kid in person. I was pretty disengaged, and I almost failed the year – virtually, can you believe it? It was so disappointing. I can't really explain what was going on in my head at the time. I was so obsessed with my appearance.
My Sixth Grade
I think my memory really starts in sixth grade, when I was 13. That's when I entered middle school and desperately wanted everyone to like me. I tried so hard to be cool, but you know how that goes. Spoiler alert: it doesn't always work out. I'd always been a good student, but suddenly I was embarrassed about it. I was afraid people would think I was a nerd if I got good grades. So, I thought it would be cool to be a bit of a class clown, to prove I could be fun too. I started hanging out with the 'bad kids' in my class, which sounds crazy, but trust me, there are some pretty wild kids in middle school. I got caught up in a lot of stuff I shouldn't have, and my innocent view of the world went out the window.
I started to see a darker side of myself and compared myself to other girls all the time. I had no idea what self-esteem issues were before then.I had to be really careful about who I hung out with. I got into a lot of trouble and even ended up on the teachers' bad side. But I still managed to keep my grades up.It was a weird time. I was still trying to figure out who I was, and I was looking to everyone else for approval. If I could go back and give my sixth-grade self a hug, I totally would.I made tons of new friends that year, and I discovered I'm super competitive when it comes to school. I learned so much about myself, it was crazy. I also realized that sometimes people try to make you like things you don't, and I was too young to understand that. It was all just a bit overwhelming
Here I was doing homework for one of my online classes. I think it was midnight, and my pug and I were both ready to sleep after a long day of scrolling through social media.
This photo reminds me of how I felt the need to post my face on social media every single day, just so the 10 people I knew to see them and maybe get more followers
My Ninth Grade
Hey everyone! Let's continue today with the fourth chapter of this school timeline, If you've been following along, you know that my ninth grade started in 2022.Wow, I don't even know where to begin. Okay, so that year I moved to Madrid, and it was almost impossible for me to start studying. First, I enrolled at Maria Teresa Ortiz school, but a few weeks later, my mom got a call from the principal of the Technological School, saying that our spot there was confirmed and we had to start the following Monday. We only had one weekend to sort out all the paperwork, and I wasn't happy about it at all. As you know, my school years have been pretty chaotic, changing schools every year, always being the new kid. And now, twice in the same year?! Are you kidding me? I didn't want that.Anyway, I couldn't argue with my mom, so I ended up going to the Technological School at the end of February, and my life has changed a lot since then. The first day wasn't bad; I made a friend who had just started the same day, which was a really nice coincidence. A lot of things happened that year. I met a lot of people, and more importantly, I started to get to know myself better. I was still working on my personality, haha. It was really hard because I didn't even have one!
All my tastes and ideas were based on the internet, and that year was the beginning of me slowly distancing myself from social media. When I finally went back to in-person classes, I had no problem getting my good grades back. That's when I realized I hadn't become lazy; it was just that the teaching methods used in online classes weren't right for me.I quickly stood out for my grades, but I wasn't embarrassed anymore. After two years of academic struggles and wasting my brain cells, I was determined not to repeat it. Plus, everyone else had matured too.It was an amazing year. If I could go back to any of my school years, I would definitely choose this one (sixth grade is a close second, haha).The mask was a big deal too. Since it was mandatory at the time, it created a new insecurity I never thought I'd have. But that's a story for the next chapter, titled: "Now I get depressed if people see me without a mask" or maybe it will be called: "Will I ever stop caring about what other people think?" Spoiler alert: only good news!Until next time! I hope your ninth grade was just as amazing (if that's the right word). That's all for today, bye-bye
My Tenth Grade
Wow, I really don't have much to say about this year, and it was just last year, but it's because the academic pressure started in a way that nothing really interesting happened. Maybe I could talk about the friendships I made, that could be interesting.That year I met a lot of new people.I had just started the specialty I had chosen, and I wasn't disappointed that it was Graphic Design. The year started with so many new people, from my previous year I only knew two people and with them I tried to survive. Getting to know everyone started to be a requirement, at this point it's no joke that your classmates have to be your team (although we didn't do very well with that:). The Graphic Design classes were really interesting, I learned a lot of things, and I discovered my true potential with design, I loved both sides of the classes, the digital and the analog ones. However, it also started to be more challenging, the assignments and projects were getting bigger and bigger, I hardly had any free time, all the subjects demanded a lot from you. With difficulty and sleepless nights I managed to accomplish many things. It was a strange year, very cool things happened and others that make me very sad, a bit of everything, there were many activities and very pleasant experiences. I learned to accept myself, and I felt like I was falling in love with myself little by little. It was a good year, I remember it with great affection, I feel that it was the one that really shaped who I am today.
So, do we have to take off our masks again?Honestly, it was pretty tough for me. In 2022, I was really good at following the strict mask-wearing rule, but not for my health, more like because I didn't want people to see the other half of my face, haha, it sounds so sad when I say it out loud. I don't know when I started telling myself I wasn't pretty anymore, and the mask was hiding that fact. I got so used to seeing myself with a mask that I couldn't feel good without it. And... social media, again! Thanks a lot! There was this trend called "Mask Fishing" where people would reveal their mask-less face and it would be completely different from what you imagined them to look like with the mask on. Another harmful trend, what a surprise. So yeah, I considered myself a "Mask Fisher" and felt like others perceived me the same way, so I preferred not to reveal my face. But that was impossible. I went to my first day of school with a mask, I WAS THE ONLY ONE, NOBODY ELSE WANTED TO WEAR IT! It was so embarrassing, that first day was horrible for me. However, I kept going to school with a mask. WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME? I had to force myself to take it off because if before it was mandatory to wear it, now it was mandatory not to wear it. And little by little I forced myself to love myself until I believed it, how cute, haha.
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My school timeline
Maria Fernanda Rivera Rodriguez 1103
mY ELEVENTH GRADE
MY NINTH GRADE
mY TENTH GRADE
my eight grade
MySEVENTH GRADE
My sixth grade
Every time I could, I would open my camera to check out how I looked, and sometimes I'd take a photo, haha.
So... I thought I learned how to do makeup, haha. Maskless photos only on my phone, so no one else would see them.
This is me completely disappointed when I saw myself in the camera.
My Seventh Grade
I think everyone wishes they could erase their 'pandemic self.'I finished sixth grade and my life did a complete 180. We moved to Bogotá without much warning, just a few days' worth of clothes and a hope for change.I managed to start school in 2020, but it was far from ideal. I was already struggling with my self-esteem and trying to find myself, so starting a new school with a blurry self-perception was really tough. I stopped trying to be the class clown, which was hard since I was the new kid. I stuck to my nerd persona, but it seemed like no one wanted to be friends with me anyway. My sixth-grade theory was confirmed! Then the pandemic hit, and everything went virtual. I lost interest in school pretty quickly. Online classes just weren't the same. My motivation to get good grades vanished, along with my ability to leave the house.
I started spending a lot of time on social media, especially TikTok. I became obsessed with likes and comments, which was terrible for my self-esteem. The pandemic definitely didn't do me any favors. I stopped attending online classes and started watching YouTube tutorials instead. I'd often leave my assignments until the last minute. Social media was all I cared about. Honestly, I think I lost some of my mental sharpness. I hate to admit it, but all that technology was a disaster.I stopped prioritizing my studies and started chasing likes on cringey posts.Looking back, I definitely regret 2020. The pandemic brought out the worst in some people. I was surrounded by a lot of negativity and toxicity, and I was forced to pretend to be someone I wasn't. I'd rather forget that whole year.
My Eleventh Grade
Helloooo! I'm so glad I learned to accept myself. Haha, it feels so good. Eleventh grade is the last year of high school, and I'm still in the final stretch. I don't remember many interesting things about the beginning of the year. When you're in eleventh grade, there's no warm welcome or friendly start, not at all. It's more like, "Hi everyone, we already know each other: let's keep going," and again, tons of work, and you just do it. I'm part of the school magazine, and this year I officially became the leader of our magazine (it sounded good last year). I didn't have time to say hello, I had to start preparing the investigative magazine as soon as possible, we were behind on issues and I couldn't take a break. Math got more complex, more numbers, more letters, more difficult things, but of course I survived, getting first place in the class in the subject. I really like the subject, and the way I can understand it is completely a plus. Of course we have to talk about the ICFES, that test that measures whether or not you were taught well in school, and if you get a bad score it's completely your fault and not the fault of the institutions where you were educated, yes, that kind of test. We all felt the pressure, everyone told us that this test determines our future. Besides not giving us a break, they shoved preparation classes for the test down our throats. It was really hard, we either attended, or did homework, or did poorly on the ICFES, or did poorly with the assignments, argh.
The day of the test arrived and it was very "meh", honestly all the pressure I felt about the ICFES went away when I started solving it, and now that a long time has passed since that day I definitely think it's not that big of a deal and that test DEFINITELY doesn't determine my future.I still don't know my score, but I have high hopes. We're all really excited to graduate, some of us are going to see each other again at the beach, when the graduation trip starts. It feels very nostalgic to know that your school cycle is over and that now you have to face the world as another adult and hope that it goes well for us. Many of us are planning to go study a career, others aren't, but definitely everyone is planning to make money, we all know that's what we're most worried about. It's interesting how your life depends on the number on a piece of paper, but hey, here we all are, trying to get ahead and not become something we don't want to be. Let's hope everything goes well for us, for now that's all for today, I say goodbye to this series, I hope you're all doing well, thank you very much for listening, bye.
I took this pic because I saw everyone posting pictures with their friends and I only had a profile picture. Plus, no one was posting photos with me, so I forced this awkward photo too.
This was the first pic I took when I created my Facebook account, influenced by my 'friends'. I still remember how much I forced that photo.
My Eighth Grade
I started working out at home (totally pointless, I know), wasting months on exercises that weren't going to get me the results I wanted, but I didn't know that.It's crazy to think that my school didn't even do video calls for classes. They just posted assignments on a blog and if you didn't understand something, you had to figure it out on your own. It was like they didn't even care. At the end of the year, they told me to send in two more assignments or I would fail. Wow! So yeah, that was my eighth grade: doing useless workouts, binge-watching shows, obsessing over perfect girls, and not doing my homework. Ha!What about you guys? Was your eighth grade also during a pandemic and protests? Or was it more interesting? I hope so! Anyway, that's all I've got. Hope you enjoyed reading about my boring year. Bye!
So, eighth grade in 2021 was pretty much a blur. With the pandemic and all the protests going on, it felt like my life was just on pause. School was completely online, and I was basically stuck at home except for the occasional walk with my dog.Social media was a huge part of my life back then. It was really tough on my self-esteem, constantly comparing myself to all these perfect girls online. It was such a toxic environment.I also moved to a new part of Bogotá that year. Another new school, another fresh start, but it wasn't as bad since I didn't have to deal with being the new kid in person. I was pretty disengaged, and I almost failed the year – virtually, can you believe it? It was so disappointing. I can't really explain what was going on in my head at the time. I was so obsessed with my appearance.
My Sixth Grade
I think my memory really starts in sixth grade, when I was 13. That's when I entered middle school and desperately wanted everyone to like me. I tried so hard to be cool, but you know how that goes. Spoiler alert: it doesn't always work out. I'd always been a good student, but suddenly I was embarrassed about it. I was afraid people would think I was a nerd if I got good grades. So, I thought it would be cool to be a bit of a class clown, to prove I could be fun too. I started hanging out with the 'bad kids' in my class, which sounds crazy, but trust me, there are some pretty wild kids in middle school. I got caught up in a lot of stuff I shouldn't have, and my innocent view of the world went out the window.
I started to see a darker side of myself and compared myself to other girls all the time. I had no idea what self-esteem issues were before then.I had to be really careful about who I hung out with. I got into a lot of trouble and even ended up on the teachers' bad side. But I still managed to keep my grades up.It was a weird time. I was still trying to figure out who I was, and I was looking to everyone else for approval. If I could go back and give my sixth-grade self a hug, I totally would.I made tons of new friends that year, and I discovered I'm super competitive when it comes to school. I learned so much about myself, it was crazy. I also realized that sometimes people try to make you like things you don't, and I was too young to understand that. It was all just a bit overwhelming
Here I was doing homework for one of my online classes. I think it was midnight, and my pug and I were both ready to sleep after a long day of scrolling through social media.
This photo reminds me of how I felt the need to post my face on social media every single day, just so the 10 people I knew to see them and maybe get more followers
My Ninth Grade
Hey everyone! Let's continue today with the fourth chapter of this school timeline, If you've been following along, you know that my ninth grade started in 2022.Wow, I don't even know where to begin. Okay, so that year I moved to Madrid, and it was almost impossible for me to start studying. First, I enrolled at Maria Teresa Ortiz school, but a few weeks later, my mom got a call from the principal of the Technological School, saying that our spot there was confirmed and we had to start the following Monday. We only had one weekend to sort out all the paperwork, and I wasn't happy about it at all. As you know, my school years have been pretty chaotic, changing schools every year, always being the new kid. And now, twice in the same year?! Are you kidding me? I didn't want that.Anyway, I couldn't argue with my mom, so I ended up going to the Technological School at the end of February, and my life has changed a lot since then. The first day wasn't bad; I made a friend who had just started the same day, which was a really nice coincidence. A lot of things happened that year. I met a lot of people, and more importantly, I started to get to know myself better. I was still working on my personality, haha. It was really hard because I didn't even have one!
All my tastes and ideas were based on the internet, and that year was the beginning of me slowly distancing myself from social media. When I finally went back to in-person classes, I had no problem getting my good grades back. That's when I realized I hadn't become lazy; it was just that the teaching methods used in online classes weren't right for me.I quickly stood out for my grades, but I wasn't embarrassed anymore. After two years of academic struggles and wasting my brain cells, I was determined not to repeat it. Plus, everyone else had matured too.It was an amazing year. If I could go back to any of my school years, I would definitely choose this one (sixth grade is a close second, haha).The mask was a big deal too. Since it was mandatory at the time, it created a new insecurity I never thought I'd have. But that's a story for the next chapter, titled: "Now I get depressed if people see me without a mask" or maybe it will be called: "Will I ever stop caring about what other people think?" Spoiler alert: only good news!Until next time! I hope your ninth grade was just as amazing (if that's the right word). That's all for today, bye-bye
My Tenth Grade
Wow, I really don't have much to say about this year, and it was just last year, but it's because the academic pressure started in a way that nothing really interesting happened. Maybe I could talk about the friendships I made, that could be interesting.That year I met a lot of new people.I had just started the specialty I had chosen, and I wasn't disappointed that it was Graphic Design. The year started with so many new people, from my previous year I only knew two people and with them I tried to survive. Getting to know everyone started to be a requirement, at this point it's no joke that your classmates have to be your team (although we didn't do very well with that:). The Graphic Design classes were really interesting, I learned a lot of things, and I discovered my true potential with design, I loved both sides of the classes, the digital and the analog ones. However, it also started to be more challenging, the assignments and projects were getting bigger and bigger, I hardly had any free time, all the subjects demanded a lot from you. With difficulty and sleepless nights I managed to accomplish many things. It was a strange year, very cool things happened and others that make me very sad, a bit of everything, there were many activities and very pleasant experiences. I learned to accept myself, and I felt like I was falling in love with myself little by little. It was a good year, I remember it with great affection, I feel that it was the one that really shaped who I am today.
So, do we have to take off our masks again?Honestly, it was pretty tough for me. In 2022, I was really good at following the strict mask-wearing rule, but not for my health, more like because I didn't want people to see the other half of my face, haha, it sounds so sad when I say it out loud. I don't know when I started telling myself I wasn't pretty anymore, and the mask was hiding that fact. I got so used to seeing myself with a mask that I couldn't feel good without it. And... social media, again! Thanks a lot! There was this trend called "Mask Fishing" where people would reveal their mask-less face and it would be completely different from what you imagined them to look like with the mask on. Another harmful trend, what a surprise. So yeah, I considered myself a "Mask Fisher" and felt like others perceived me the same way, so I preferred not to reveal my face. But that was impossible. I went to my first day of school with a mask, I WAS THE ONLY ONE, NOBODY ELSE WANTED TO WEAR IT! It was so embarrassing, that first day was horrible for me. However, I kept going to school with a mask. WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME? I had to force myself to take it off because if before it was mandatory to wear it, now it was mandatory not to wear it. And little by little I forced myself to love myself until I believed it, how cute, haha.