Growing up as a child was very met morale and a sometimes fun other times not experience. Many memories are developed during your childhood but many memories are forgotten. Memories that are remembered are apart of who we are today an what makes us how we are. These memories and experiences tech us life lessons that we use without knowing it everyday. A memorable day for me was in a lacrosse game in the 2012-13 lacrosse season.…
It was a day like any other. I woke up, ate breakfast, went to the gym for a couple of hours to lift and exercise, then off to the car factory for work. I work six hours, then I go to the bar with my friends from work. Sam and Tyson were good buddies of mine. You ever seen Dumb and Dumber? Imagine them as bikers. Yup, that was my two friends. Nah, they were smart enough like me. We would always drink and crack jokes. Not today, though. As Sam was hitting on the bartender, my cell phone rang. I pulled it out of my jeans, told Sam and Tyson I’d be back, and went to the little hallway to the bathroom. I answered it.…
In the image "Going to the Olympics," by Frank Romero, he used specific images to symbolize the city of Los Angeles. In the top of the painting we can observe a couple of men fighting and a horse. The two men fighting might represent the effort that the city has made to get where they are at this point, while the horse might represent the power that the people have when they're together. It also shows five cars, each with a heart above, which might mean all the missions in California and how lovely the people of California is.…
A memorable idea is a concept that is thought about or remembered by a person because of the meaning that it may create.…
I have been to the drugstore. I have bought the test. The ride home with I full bladder seemed to take forever. Finally, I am able to complete the test. The two minutes I wait for results seem more like two years. I hands are shaking. I look carefully- the results are unmistakable. Two pink lines appear in the window. I am without a doubt pregnant. This is the worst time in the world for a baby. I am scared. I feel alone. What do I do? Believe it or not, I am not alone at all. There are over 78 percent unplanned pregnancies today (Adoption Blogs). What options are available for I and I baby? The answer is simple: abortion or adoption. The really difficult question is which choice is right for me? Let’s compare and contrast these options so I can make the best choice for me.…
It was about seven in the evening and I got a call from my friend, letting me know she and her grandmother had made it home. Her grandmother is in her 60’s, so there wasn’t much texting going between us. I’d been trying to catch up with her all day to interview her, but I guess she had a very busy weekend. I finally arrived to the house just ready to get the interview over with.…
Sitting in the bathroom waiting for the dip stick to tell our fate. A minute passes and two pink lines light up the test strip. It’s official we are expecting again. Flushed with delight and apprehension of confirming my pregnancy, I call the doctor to confirm. It’s a Friday, they cannot see me until Wednesday. With emotions raging through my head, feeling elated and nervous, I can’t wait to tell my husband. I know I should wait for confirmation but I am too excited. He is overjoyed at the news.…
It was just a normal day. I woke up, bruhsed my teeth, and took a nice long shower. With the mirrors full of steam and the water dripping down the side. I dried off and put on some Nike sweats and headed upstairs while my sister (Audryanna) was sleeping. As I…
In the classroom, Samantha was already getting dirty looks, but I just told her to ignore it, that it’ll probably blow over in a week because she was hanging out with me, you know just being associated with me, makes you a ghost, she was fine with that, we went to our periods, we switched our schedules around so we’d be in the same classes, luckily the lady in the front desk switched them right when Samantha and I went to the office after the presentation made by our homeroom teacher. We quickly went through first and second period which was exploratories, luckily no drama in there, then we reached Algebra, ooh, so much…
Finally, school was over for the day, and all the anxiety had been put away as I slowly walked up the steps of the bus. My friend like always saved me a seat next to her, and I decided to tell her about my long terrible day at school. She seemed to listen very well, considering it well … seemed to me be the most boring story ever, and not to mention embarrassing.…
I reply back asking her what she was talking about, and although I was a little nervous, I didn’t try to dwell on it too much. I only assumed that she wasn’t going to buy me a new pair of Buckle jeans that I was eyeing at the time, so I swallowed my disappointment, and carried on with my morning. Thoughts of not owning those beautiful pair jean were going through my head as my phone vibrates with another text that made me stop dead in my tracks:…
My mom and I were running late. Not like it was anything new. We were supposed to be in Moulton no later than 5:30, and now it was closer to 6:00. We finally pulled into the apartment complex, where we were supposed to meet this guy, at a little after 6:00. After searching for this guy for a few minutes[->0] and a few phone calls, we assumed that we had missed him. "See Mom, you should have gotten off of work early," I said just as I saw the guy pull into the parking lot. "Hey are you ready to move into your apartment?" asked the guy.After a few minutes of struggling to get the furniture into the apartment, I figured it was the end of the adventure. A few weeks[->1] later, after getting home from work, my mom was telling me that I would never guess who had called her earlier in the day. Not being in a great mood, I just shrugged my shoulders as to suggest that I didn't really care. Then she asked me if I remembered the guy who we had met just a few days before. She told me that he had called to ask her if she wanted to go out one night that coming weekend.…
We were walking through the hallway filled with students, shoulder to shoulder, trying to get through to their next class. I had a very hard time concentrating on the discussion I was having with my friend. Everyone around us was loud, locker doors were opening and closing, students would play music from their headphones, and teachers would constantly scold some students and keep on watch as we walked. So I ended up not really saying much, but just putting my input whenever I could and nodded my head. My head was down and at some point, I realized Dominique had stopped talking to me and was just staring at me. I looked back and gave her a ‘what’ face and then she asked me if I heard anything she said and I nodded my head no and said: “Sorry, I didn’t quite catch all of that”. I would then relay what I heard and she would fill me in the parts I missed, and by that time the crowd of students had dispersed into a few and I was able to hear the rest of the conversation. Soon we split to our respected class and I was by myself walking to…
I was spending the day with one of my best friends. We went to the mall, sat in a café and went to the movies afterwards. I hadn’t seen her in quite a long time and enjoyed the day with her. We talked about all the things that we missed out on in each other’s lives since we last saw each other. At the café we had a great and lively conversation about just girly things but also about our futures. I value intellectual and meaningful conversations like that a lot, especially when I know that not only her but also I can open up and share fears or desires about my future.…
It was a nice, hot, and sunny day in Studio City. At the time I was living in LA with my girlfriend, Ally. It was about 9 in the morning, when I awoke to the smell of bacon and eggs. She and I rarely were able to coordinate the same days off of work; it just happened that we were both off that day. Happily waking up that morning, I got strait in the shower not realizing I was still half asleep and forgot a towel. Not wanting to disrupt my girlfriend’s focus, I attempted to quietly sneak my way out of the bathroom into the cold hallway in need of a towel. Living in LA the air conditioner is always on full blast even the tile on the floor was freezing my feet. The moment goose bumps appeared on my skin I was wide awake. It was now about 9:15am. In need of a day of relaxation I anticipated having no plans. That is when it happened; I got “the call”…