My Day In My Life

The time that we moved to Westcliffe, Colorado. I always remember the times when my parents talked about coming out to Colorado. They said it was a place where they always felt good, especially my mom. Most of the time when we were back there, I remember that my mom was sick in bed, because of the heat and humidity. It made her really sick, but when she came out here, she always felt much better. That was one of the main reasons, why we moved here, because my dad knew that mom would feel better here in higher elevation. So when the day came, I was glad we moved somewhere else.

I remember all the meetings I had during my senior year. They were all suppose to help us prepare for college. All my friends knew what careers they wanted and what they wanted to be in life. Then there was me, I had no clue what career I wanted or what interested me. Knowing that, I was scared to even apply to a college. I was able to overcome the fear of attending college by talking to my 12th grade english teacher and forcing myself to apply to college.

It was the end of the school year, and I was super excited to go home, jump on the couch and have the snuggly feeling I had last summer. When my dad came home he called me up to his room,

Once it was as a freshman, just my overstuffed backpack and me experiencing an environment radically different than anything I had been exposed to ever before. Later it was as a junior, frustrated with a lack of self-confidence. I was plagued with social anxiety, paranoid over the smallest issues and mortified by the prospect of being approached by someone in public. It was painful to check out of a convenience store by myself, let alone meet new people or strike up a conversation with strangers. I used to think that this was going to be my life; every social encounter would be like walking on glass. Finally, towards the spring of my junior year, I clawed my way out of that pit, and I realized that the world wasn’t out to get me. I forced myself to get outside of my comfort zone, and I’m incredibly proud of myself for making that leap. And with the encouragement and support from my friends at school, I ultimately learned that hard work and initiative are two of the most important virtues on the path to success. And this all stems from the personal connections I’ve made with my peers at school, with these relationships dictating the way I have matured and developed mentally.

This was the beginning of the next part of my life. I began to question how I would make new friends after being around the same people for a majority of my life. At the time, I felt ill-prepared for this new chapter in my life, but I was confident in my ability to succeed. Days before I ventured into college, I looked at the photo I took of my diploma, and reminisced about the memories throughout my high school

During my first week of high school, I had a sign on my back that said, “New kid, look at me!” At least, it seemed that way from the glances that came my way. I knew a couple of girls from previous soccer team I had been on, but none of them were in the classes I was attending. At that moment, I had no desire but to open my mouth and introduce myself. I was in eighth grade, and it was Farmington Public School systems that turned my life around, for the best.

It was our last day and we were packing everything up and putting it in the car. We stopped at a gas station. I took a nap almost the whole time home but 10 min. When I woke up I started to get all my stuff so I could get it out. I grabbed my pillow and my blanket and held on to them tell we got home. We just got into our subdivision and I seen my neighbors outside playing football. So when I got home and unpacked stuff I went outside and played a football game with them.

When my parents told my sisters and I to, “Go sit on the couch we have to tell you something.” As I sat there not focusing on the expressions on their faces, thinking about how much I’ve been wanting a dog and how much I’ve been begging for one and maybe just maybe if I was lucky I would get one. Just thinking about the dog and I together all the time would make my life so much better and so much more interesting. Going on walks always having a friend with you by your side and being outside with it would be amazing. And the it was like a frisbee hit me.

it was my last year of middle school I remember telling my friends that it was going to be the best year. Everyone knew me as a shy person though I tried to be confident when it comes to talking. I made a promise to my friends that no matter what, we were always going to stay together and graduate with everyone else since I checked that I was an early graduate and preferred to graduate with everyone. "I would like to have an amazing class, and amazing friends," I always told myself and others. I may have had a few ups and downs in middle school but I was always smiling. I was having plans for the future. To become a doctor was my dream when I was young. I was so prepared for any obstacles that were headed my way. I was thinking about the movies that showed how people were getting treated when they were in high school, realizing that all that was just biased. I was thinking too much about it and should try to stay positive. As I entered my freshmen orientation I was excited but nervous as well. I knew I could do it and motived myself that this was going to be an easy and fast way to get to where I wanted to be. The day I entered high school changed my life, forever. Every friend

Driving to the airport in the middle of the night, not realizing I’m leaving home and saying bye to the women I love the most. Inside the airport I had a reality check and knew that I was on my own now. While walking through security I noticed my flight was already boarding so I had to cut in front of hundreds of people. After I passed the security, it hit me I would not see my mom for a long time. Barely making it on my eight hour flight, it got harder and harder thinking about being alone after all the great memories.

Throughout my life, there were many days that were significant; however there is only one day that stands from the rest. The most important day of my life is the day I graduated high school. Graduating high school was an emotional day because I felt prepared to exit one stage of my life and optimistic for the next step in my life.

Freshman year I remember walking into the school mortified, thinking that everything and anything that could go wrong would. I had never attended a Liberty-Benton School and knew about five people that would be in my grade. I was shy and quiet because I didn’t know any of the new faces. I was insecure about myself and thought that it would be almost impossible to make friends. Before high school, I went to a small, private,

Wednesday, December 16th, or as I like to call it, one of the best days of my life. Is it cliché to call my first concert experience one of the best days of my life? Probably. But it was just such a surreal experience. I went to go see The 1975 at Club Nokia in Los Angeles, California. My best friend knew that I had never been to a concert before, so on my Birthday she gave me tickets to go see The 1975 as a gift. I had been looking forward to the concert for months, and when the day finally came, I felt both nervous and excited to go see one of my favorite bands. The 1975 is an alternative rock/indie rock/pop music band who I had heard of due to another band that decided to cover one of their songs. The first song I heard was called “Medicine.” It was two in the morning and I was driving to Arizona. Such a beautiful song, something about it was almost therapeutic for me. I fell in love with it instantly. After my trip to Arizona, I finally had time to do my research. I listened to The 1975’s entire discography and they immediately became one of my favorite bands. I was glad that The 1975 would be my first concert experience ever.

Now, after your second date, the end of that date has to tell you one thing: After the kiss that will seal this second date, you’ve got to spend the night together again.

I on the day of October 7, My mom had just picked me up from dance at 9. I walked in my house and walked back to my bedroom and plugged my phone in and I walked out of my bedroom and walked to the bathroom and my dad had yelled my name to come here. My mom and dad were in their bedroom and I continued on to go to the bathroom. As I was walking in my mom walked out into the hallway and I whispered to her and said what does he want. My mom said “I don’t know” just go to the bathroom. So I went to the bathroom my heart racing and wondering what was going on because I know it couldn’t of been good. When I came out of the bathroom they were still in their bedroom, and I was trying to avoid going in to talk. So I walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to get some grapes, and then I was heading to the basement to finish my homework. As I was washing off my grapes then they walked out into the kitchen. Then they walked up to me and told me they needed to talk and then my heart suddenly started racing. My dad grabbed my hands and my mom walked to my side, and then that 's when they said my mom had breast cancer. I didn’t know what to say, so I just stood there and the tears started pouring out. That 's when all the questions and bad thoughts started to come to mind. The questions like what is she going to have to have, and then the thought of I don’t know what I would do without my mom. She came around and gave me a hug and told me she was going to be okay. I definitely