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What NOT To Do On Your First Day Of School

Aug 22, 2010

The first day of school is tough for everybody—new class, new teacher, new everything! Check out some basic no-nos you want to avoid on your first day in Kidzworld’s What NOT To Do On Your First Day Of School.


5. Don’t Talk Too Much/Talk Too Little

Nobody likes a chatterbox, but at the same time if you don’t offer a bit of chitchat you come off as snobby—it’s all about balance. Listen to what people are saying and try to keep on topic. And don’t talk about yourself too much!

4. Don’t Debut A New Look

Getting a new haircut is great, but it might be a good idea to do it a few weeks BEFORE school starts. That way, if it doesn’t look right, you have some time to grow it out. The same goes for a new outfit. You don’t want to look like you’re trying too hard so if you want a drastic change, introduce parts of it gradually.


3. Don’t Skip Breakfast

This might not seem very important, but your body and mind need energy to work right and without food you just won’t feel 100%. You want to be on top of your game when it comes to your work and your social life—no one likes a deadbeat! If you’re running late, even an apple or a banana is better than nothing so fuel up with fruit.


2. Don’t Ask Out Your Crush

Sure, you’ve been thinking about your crush all summer—you might’ve even hung out with them a bit—but don’t ask them out on the first day! Everyone is a little nervous on their first day, so everyone’s senses are heightened. That means they’re going to remember everything that happens—including if you get shot down. Be safe and wait a while before you make a move.


1. Don’t Try To Be Cool

Your parents always tell you to be yourself and as annoying as that sounds, it’s true. Nothing’s worse than someone trying to be something they’re not. Be positive and friendly and friends will come a whole lot easier.


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