A Normal Day In My Life Essay

At our previous class period, we had to go through a practice interview. I am happy and thankful that I did go through some interviews before in my life so I thought it was going to be a breeze, but I was mistakened. What I did noticed was this, “You will never know what you're going to be expecting at an interview.”

I will be the first to admit, I was not a lean child by any means.

I was sitting in the back of the taxi in Ukraine. The car moved and I began to see the one I love fade into the gray night fog. I will never forget the feeling I had during that moment. Like something was being ripped from my heart - a moment of great despair as I leave both my family and my country.

Citizens of the land of the free and home of the brave are known to be patriotic and opportunistic souls, but that is not all that they are, it seems. From an outsider’s perspective, the average American is as brash and raucous as cannon fire and twice as violent, and these infamously American traits are nothing but breeding pools for a militaristic and bigoted nation. However, while the American stereotype - inconsiderate, conservative, brutal, exceedingly patriotic, and possessing a low tolerance for things outside of one’s control - can be perceived as an impediment to progress and an insult to foreigners, not all citizens of the United States behave in this manner, and indeed, such traits may not always be a hindrance.

use a bathroom that was on the other side of the school. It took five minutes just to walk there,

He smiled his wide smile, and explained that I was all grown up now and that I will someday become what he could never be. At the time, I remember wondering what he meant.

It was telling him about all the things I've learned from Green Day. I told him about how it made school tolerable, about having no motivation to do anything even after deciding to do something, how the song “Who Wrote Holden Caulfield” changed my view on things. I told him how he was defiant enough to care about people even in an age where we all don’t care anymore. He replied telling me that I sounded like I was describing a galaxy. He told me that when I was older I’ll shine brighter than any of the galaxies.

He looked at me with a little disappointment. I wanted to bite my words then. Arthan said, Dude, I want to normal. I want to be with you guys. I really thought he was losing his mind then. We always talked about skipping classes from Jr. High to go see him. I didn’t know what to say at that point so I said, no, you’ve been there and done that.

I woke up in the morning, and I brushed my hair, brushed my teeth, ate breakfast, and

Our last stop was a golden corral about 2 hours away from the school. We were supposed to eat at about 5 p.m. but we got delayed 2 hours because they didn't have enough space in the restaurant. I was starving by the time we got to eat, it was good to eat because I didn't bring any snacks on the bus. Although we got in the restaurant we had to wait about another 10 minutes to go up to get food. After we finished we got on the bus to go back to the school, and when our class got back to school my parents brought me home from

When it was time to go school I made my mom drive me to school

It was my first time catching the RTA to and from school. I didn’t know anyone on the west side, let alone at my new school. A couple days before school my mother showed me the route to school; we took the RTA to the school and back so that I could see where my stops were. Even though I was shown the route, I tend to get lost pretty easy so, you could imagine that I didn’t like riding the bus. When I got out of school I went to the bus stop to wait for my bus, the 86, and it never showed (at least that’s what I

I hate walking to school. The frigid cold made my ears feel like they were about to fall off, but at least I had a jacket and snow boots. Half the kids in my school couldn’t even afford that.

Hello, everyone.... First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Kristina Wulandari. You can call me Kristina, Tina, Kris or anything. Now, I am going to describe my daily activity.

There are good days and bad days but sometimes bad more than good. When we focus on the bad days that takes away the positive things in life. I have the world's best parents all they want to see me do is succeed but I have let them down. It makes me mad when I let my parents down because I know I could do better but I do not. When I was younger I was depressed and was not happy. My mom tried so many different counselors and nothing ever worked. No one could change me I had to change myself.