Descriptive Essay

The cool morning but apparent good October weather made it feel as if it’d be a good day. The large black man stood smiling and welcomed us with open arms as we walked into the building much before school that day was set to start, and as he motioned us into a conference room he said, “Welcome to St. Xavier High School, please be seated and we’ll start soon once just about everyone gets here.” And after sitting down anywhere we liked, because the Rumpke’s seemed to arrive early at places, waited for the other kids to roll in. Once they had all arrived, Pete and I sat talking

We have been waiting nine long months, and we have had much preparation to do before the arrival of our daughter. Of all the things we have prepared for her, I am most proud of her room, my mother and I painted it and sat it up with all the accessories together. I sat on the floor and taped off the stripes to be painted, and my mom painted. It was a great team effort, and we are so happy how it turned out. With flowers and butterflies on her wall, busy pattern of stripes and beautiful colors, she is going to love her bedroom. Our crib and furniture is finally set up and put in her room. With pink and green letters above her crib spelling out the name of our precious baby

The day had started out as any would usually go. It was so cold outside that I couldn’t feel my fingers or toes. My ears were full of the complaining wind that wished I wasn’t there. I walked up to the school doors feeling drowsy from last night’s sleep.

The time is 7:30 pm on a Friday night, We make a turn into a shopping center parking lot. I turn towards to the right window and see the reflection of a bright blue and yellow light. When exiting the car I look up to the illuminated sign not knowing what it says the only thing I can distinguish from it is that it resembled a movie ticket stub. I had never been to this place, but yet I was overcome with excitement Once we walked through the front doors I was amazed to see that this place was filled with what I remember in my earliest memories, Films. As we walked through this place that seemed to go for miles I looked around trying to restrain my excitement as I was shocked to see many movies I had never even heard of. I instantly knew that I wanted to watch them all.

Honking, train tracks, and heckling woke me up. I was in the city that never sleeps. Today was an important day for everyone here, the Yankees were playing. However It was not just a regular game in the season, it was Derek Jeter’s last home game.

There he was, walking into my fourth period class with a smirk on his face, and an outfit that screamed that he was cowboy. I, for one was not the type of girl to fall head over heels for a guy, but something about him stood out from the rest of the male population of the school. He seemed like the respectable type one could take home to their parents without them disapproving. His looks took hold of me and held me as if the image of his visage could never be erased from my mind. Never have I seen a more perfect person in my entire existence.

Her hair curls off her bright face in tight ringlets like little bundles of joy, accentuating her young enthusiastic face. Her clothes hang off her tiny frame like a potato sack on a twig. Her smile stretches from cheek to cheek, wrinkling her pale forehead and forming small fragile dimples on her rosy cheeks. Her skin is as pale as chalk, accept for her cheeks which go a deep shade of fuschia when she’s excited. She’s like a china doll, all fragile and small with her tiny dresses on. She has thin pink lips with a scar on the lower right corner of her bottom lip. She has little stubby arms and legs which make it hard for her to function normally, as her torso is too big for the rest of her body so she falls over a lot. It's hilariously sad, but she’s a trooper so she gets right back up, brushes herself off and gets on with life. I feel that we could all learn a lot from her.

There is one place that overrules all the others. Only three hours away in Elk County lies my relaxing escape quarter. When I step foot into the old fashioned cabin, all of my troubles go away. I love that it resembles a completely different world. The whirling of the wind, the brightness of the stars, and the fragrance of the fresh air are just a few of my favorite things about spending time at my favorite place. The atmosphere of Elk County contains an incredibly tranquilizing sense. A lonely cabin placed in the middle of nowhere with no cell phone service and rarely any other people. However, if there are other people, we all share the same goal, to relax. The camp itself occupies the top of a popular mountain in Elk County called Winslow Hill. This hill belongs to a portion of the county that houses hundreds of camps, visitors, and the Elk County Visitor Center. This is an easily accessible area where elk can conveniently be seen. The cares of the world come off my shoulders when I step into Elk County.

Madison Parks smiled at the camera for yet another picture. She fluffed up her perfect blonde hair. Her golden cocktail dress cast dancing circles of light across the red carpet. The sequins glittered, dripping in sparkles. Justin Hill walked smoothly up to her from his limousine. “How are you feeling, Madison? Ready to announce you’re single yet?” her manager asked. Madison scoffed at him. “I’m a world famous actress with enough money to last two lifetimes. Why do I need to marry some guy?” She was irritated at that hopeful look in his eyes. Justin stepped back, slightly disappointed. “Oh, okay,” he muttered. She smiled, glad she had put the sly manager back in his place. Mary Johnson pranced down the red carpet towards her. “Madison! How are you?” the singer asked. Madison smiled. Mary’s cute British accent was irresistible. The singer wore a floor length blue dress that had a braided silver belt. Her silky auburn hair was piled on top of her head in a braided bun. “I’m good, Mary! I’m so excited to see you!” Madison responded. Mary linked arms with her, and the two walked off, leaving Justin behind them. “The movie was amazing! You were awesome as Queen Snow! I’m surprised Andrew didn’t propose to you right then and there!” Mary exclaimed. Madison blushed, remembering the handsome actor. He had played Prince Lucas, the other main character in the film. The twenty-five year old man had sleek black hair and light green eyes. Yes, Madison agreed, he was quite

I sat in the ivory colored sand by the beach. I felt my toes sink and wiggle in the wet sand. The crystal blue water washed over my toes. It was a beautiful sunny day with a gentle breeze. Waves were crashing on the rocks, and the sun made the ocean glitter as if someone poured a bucket of sparkles into the water. You could hear the distant calls of seagulls every now and then. Obsidian colored cliffs were so high that they looked as if they were going to touch the pale blue sky. I felt something brush up against my ankles as a small tide came in. I looked down to see what the ocean brought to me. It was a green glass bottle and inside was some paper rolled up neatly.

The front windows were rolled down as wind washed through the steadily moving car. A strong stench of month-old fruit, cigarette smoke and general grime was hidden only by wafting aftershave, purchased at last weeks five dollar sale. Glued across the grey vinyl upholstery were crumbs of every imaginable food source, accompanied by a myriad of colourful drink stains. A selection of ear-aching top one hundred 80s hits hummed over the radio as the engine chugged and gurgled. The car was red, or at least it would have been before streaks of copper coloured rust engulfed the ageing steel. I looked outside at endless rows of traffic and smelt the the pungent car fumes filling my nostrils. Here in this rolling pile of grey, I felt consumed by circles pollution. Heat was creating shimmery mirages across the black bitumen surface. A long jail-like fence enclosed the miles of road, blocking any sight of green that lay beyond. It created an imposing shadow across the lanes of pavement lying in front. Like an old security guard, the fence was strong but silent, a present reminder of safety but also of restriction. The sky was coloured like a graphite sketch, a blended mix of greys. Flocks of squawking birds were flying overhead but their calls were barely audible beneath chords of blearing car horns. The air was heavy to breathe, a strange putrid cocktail of smoke, petrol and humidity. I turned my mind back to the station wagon as the wheels began to roll and the traffic finally

The view was breathtaking. A dark blue of many hues dotted with twinkling lights. Swirls of purple and greens like the oceans at home. The yellows and oranges gracefully danced together in dust ballad. All beautiful, but none of these things could ever add up to the beauty of earth. That was all that kept me from the reality that I lived in a small cubby made up of a wall and large window that curved up over my head. I had put all of the blankets I could find on the ground and pillow down to sleep. I had a bag which I used to store food. The cargo ship actually doubled as a chauffeur for the government into space. It had an auditorium and the large cloth that covered the back wall cover the entrance to my crevice. There was a bathroom backstage, and because the auditorium was out of order I had free access to it anytime I wanted. I also found a little chute that led to the kitchen. I found the times when I should and shouldn’t crawl up. I learned when I shouldn't the hard way one afternoon. I got a plat of spaghetti to the face. It was delightful and still so hot it burned my skin! The one thing that haunted me is Nana. Without anyone to talk to there was nothing that could distract me from the uneasiness in my gut. I’m worried not only for her but for me too. Maybe I should have stayed back, my parents must be worried sick.

Allison Argent was a tall and beautiful person with dark brown curly hair, brown eyes, and deep dimples. She woke up and got ready and left for school like there was no way anything could go wrong, she met up with Scott her first love, he was co-captain of the lacrosse team. He was tall, had a slightly uneven jawline, and cute brown eyes. Stiles was a very sarcastic and funny person. He was tall and skinny, had brown eyes and pale skin. Lydia, Allison’s best friend was a light ginger haired girl with green eyes and the smartest person in school.

Sitting on the soft sand, I look out over the ocean. The deep indigo blue waters roll onto the beach in sets of white top waves, making a soothing sound as they crash against the shore. I sit there, listening to the the sounds of the ocean, the slight breeze brushes my skin and the salty air fill my lungs. I feel a sense of calmness, a feeling I haven’t felt in years.

When living on campus choosing where to eat is tough. Choosing somewhere to impress a date is even harder. Living on North Campus has its perks; there is beautiful scenery, the building is older and full of history, plus you are close to a lot of classes and the student union. However, for those on North campus who don’t have a car and don’t plan on taking dates on buses, there are few options. One of those options is the 1899 Bar and Grill.