My Experience : My Personal Experience

One of my personal experiences that I had was when my family decided to move from New Jersey to Florida. I never planned on moving with them but my mother basically forced me into moving with them. It wasn’t really all that moving stuff because the new house was actually pretty nice, it was just I had all my friends there and I was doing well in school. Nothing I said convinced my mother so after a week of packing we was off to Florida. The first week being there was a horrible week. Nothing was going right for me, I missed the school bus for a whole week, dropped my milk on my new shoes, and tripped over nothing in lunch. It was just trying to move back but parents always have this life lesson speech about trying to make new friends and try to get used to being here until we move again. It’s been about a month since we moved to Florida and I met about zero friends but I got used to living here since I’ve found something that interested me as an after school hobby and that was fishing. There’s barley any lakes or ponds in New Jersey so fishing wasn’t really something you do as a time waster. I usually fished right after I got home but on that day it was rainy and it wasn’t really a good time to fish so I just decided to practice my free shots until it started raining hard. I think I was outside for about 20minutes and suddenly a couple kids from my new school asked if they can shoot

When I first heard about this course, I immediately checked to see if completing it was a requirement to graduate. In all honesty, I have never been an individual who enjoyed public speaking or presentations at all and I actively avoided them when I could. Upon finding out that the rumours were true and it was a required course, I was filled with nerves. Though I came from a background in theatre and performing arts, there was something different to me about getting up in front of people and speaking the words someone else had written or the ideas someone else has had, as opposed to those that I had. I was only comfortable in front of an audience when I wasn’t myself. I didn’t expect to do well in, let alone enjoy, this class at all.

Looking back at this quarter, I’ve definitely had my fair share of successes and mistakes. Upon pondering at the goals I set for myself at the beginning of the quarter, I can sincerely say that I completed about 90% of my objectives. For example, before coming to college I had promised myself that I wasn't going to let myself fall into the party scene and put going out with friends before my schoolwork. Although there were many temptations, I constantly reminded myself that I was here to study first and have fun later. Thus, I only attended a couple of parties at the beginning of the quarter. This allowed me to have fun, let loose, and experience college parties while not letting that affect my schoolwork. Moreover, another goal that I had set for myself was to take care of my physical and mental health throughout the quarter, not let myself gain the notorious “freshman 15”. Therefore, I created a workout schedule that included working out 6 times a week and limiting myself to splurge on junk food once a week. This schedule didn’t seem to difficult as I had enjoyed working out and counting calories before coming to college. Considering keeping up with this schedule during midterms I was able to follow through. I would workout in the mornings to allow myself time to study during the evenings and I would snack on fruits and veggies throughout the day to avoid overeating in the night. To my surprise I was not really tempted into eating a lot in the dining halls, this was most

One of my personal experiences that I had was when my family decided to move from New Jersey to Florida. I never planned on moving with them but my mother basically forced me into moving with them. It wasn’t really all that moving stuff because the new house was actually pretty nice, it was just I had all my friends there and I was doing well in school. Nothing I said convinced my mother so after a week of packing we was off to Florida. The first week being there was a horrible week. Nothing was going right for me, I missed the school bus for a whole week, dropped my milk on my new shoes, and tripped over nothing in lunch. It was just trying to move back but parents always have this life lesson speech about trying to make new friends and try to get used to being here until we move again. It’s been about a month since we moved to Florida and I met about zero friends but I got used to living here since I’ve found something that interested me as an after school hobby and that was fishing. There’s barley any lakes or ponds in New Jersey so fishing wasn’t really something you do as a time waster. I usually fished right after I got home but on that day it was rainy and it wasn’t really a good time to fish so I just decided to practice my free shots until it started raining hard. I think I was outside for about 20minutes and suddenly a couple kids from my new school asked if they can shoot the ball with me. They

The teenage years of our lives are often the most challenging. From trying to find out who we are, having a job, and dealing with more rigorous academic work. However, as we approach our late teen years, we begin college and some of us get our first job. In college, we finally pursue that field we always dreamed of studying and make a new circle of friends. Even so, we often find ourselves and our actual interests. Throughout my time in Dominican, I hope to develop as a college student who is more responsible, overachieving, outgoing and that doesn’t give up by the goals I have set and will set every semester, the different academic and extra-curricular activities I become part of and identifying any possible challenges and solutions to them.

Friday September 13, 2013 was my worst experience ever why? Cause it was the day I lost my mother she decreased about 4 years ago on Friday September 13, 2013 she had an asthma attack furthermore it’s not a day goes by that I don’t miss her. It was hard for me when I first find out she had passed away in yet I was still young and still in Middle school, but I knew my life was about to change by cause of losing my mother will change the way I see the world. I would characterize my mother's as a beautiful, well-educated woman. My mother’s carried me for nine months, gave birth to me , she was the first person I have seen when I opened my eyes, fed me when I was hungry, didn’t get no sleep for months when I woke up in the middle of the night crying, change my diaper, watched me smile every time I seen her face, she saw me when I first started to crawl, when I took my first step, said my first word. She was always there when I needed her, especially when I was sick. When I was cheerless she was always there to make me laugh. When I needed advice she was the only one I could talk to rather than my father. She was a strong, loving, and caring mother who I always knew that was on my side, she would do anything for me and my brother and give us the perfect nurture that made us the women and men that we are today. She was the most lovely women I ever knew moreover, she always was a big part of my life and now that she had left me I can’t talk to

You hear individuals enlighten you concerning how some noteworthy occasion or person in their lives tagged along and changed everything. You know about some phenomenal disclosure sometimes up on the mountain, or a nearby experience with nature, even a brush with some crazy fiasco, conveying the individual to the doorstep of death. A great many people cite fantastic occasion that is one of a kind to them and catches the wind of how that something has come to significantly affect their lives, changing the way they see life and see it. You won't observe my story to be anything fantastic, but rather for me, it has been the one most uniquely astonishing occasion of my life. It was the day that I met my better half. He came into my life and influenced me in such a significant number of courses and for which I truly don't have words to portray. However, I will attempt my best to depict how his coming into my life transformed me and gave me a radically new world to take a gander at.

Hands shaking, heart fluttering, staring into the mirror, I prepared myself for the first day of college classes. My eyes searched my reflection, trying to make sense of the jumbled thoughts in my brain. This transition into college life caused thoughts like, “Who am I?”, “Why am I here?”, and “What is my goal in life?” to speed through my head, making me dizzy and anxious. These are questions that every living person will experience, and every single person will have to discover the answers for themselves. Many use aids, such as assessments, to help understand the complexity of their minds. Although who I am will continue to shift and evolve, I’ve finally started to understand who I am as a person.

Throughout my childhood, there were many different places I considered home. From the southeast to the northwest I have lived in various environments and experienced different cultures and types of people. It started when I was born in Jacksonville, Florida and after two months my parents moved my brother and I to Chamblee, Georgia to be closer to family and out of the countless hot days in Florida. We were there until i was six years old, after I had developed good friends and had a solid community surrounding me. Moving out of Chamblee was not the worst, but it was hard because I was little and did not fully understand why we were leaving. From Chamblee we went to Vashon Island, Washington, across the country. My parents fell in love with Vashon after visiting during the short period of its sunny days, so they decided to move us out there. Vashon was my favorite place ever and it still is. I was there from six years old to ten. It was not the longest amount of time I’ve ever lived somewhere but it was the place I grew out of my shell, met lifelong friends, and started swimming. After the crash of 2008 hit, my parents lost almost everything and we had to move out of the place I thought I would live forever. We moved off Island to University Place and were there for only my 5th grade year. It was a hard year, but I swam again and met great friends. After a brief year in University Place, my parents decided to move back to Georgia to be close to supportive family, and that

This whole summer was the worst summer I have ever encountered. I learned many different lessons and the whole experience taught me a lot. It all started in the beginning of May 2016, when I first ever talked to Raf, the new foreign exchange student, over Facebook. We talked and Facetimed several times throughout the summer. Most of the time I could not understand what he said because his English sounded truly horrendous. His bad English and his accent would be difficult to adjust to.

Waking up in an unfamiliar classroom full of strangers sure is an interesting way to start the first week of summer. My eyes peeled open as I looked over at my phone...6:30 am?! In this moment, I felt confused and misplaced. My phone had said it was 6:30 am on Monday, June 21st. In the span in about 5 seconds, I had so many questions for myself. Isn’t it summer? Why am I being woken up right now? I opened my eyes fully and looked around my sleeping space. Hold on a second...where am I?! I peaked around the room, saw air mattresses lining the floor of a school classroom, and saw my best friend sleeping in the mattress next to mine. I finally made the connection. It was my first day working in my Mission Trip group!

I would say that during my elementary years, I had a pretty good childhood. One of my highlights of this time was spending a lot of my time with my childhood best friend. My mind fills with memories about of all the times I spent with her when I recollect. In particular, one of these memories made me learn an important life lesson. If this time in my life never happened, I could definitely say my life would be very different now.

I am a perfectionist, or a precisionist as some may say. I am deathly afraid of failure, and possessed with the notion that if I make even one minute error, I will lose everything I have fought to achieve. And unfortunately, that fear controls me. My goal of being best I can be is what damns me, and it was not until recently that I how inhibited I am by my anxiety. When I first enrolled in College Credit Plus (CCP) Composition 1, I had no idea what to expect, all I knew was that I was going to get an A in the class no matter what it took. Like normal, apprehension consumed me and I could think about nothing but the grades and the possible ways I could fail. Now, I am nearing the end of the course. Looking back, working hard, in spite of my fear, gave me an irreplaceable gift. I have come to realize, through taking CCP Composition 1, that my perfectionist attitude has complete control over my writing, and furthermore, through the ordeals of the class I have come to understand that I can change, that I do not have to be consumed with worry, and that I can allow myself to write the true feelings of my soul without restraint.

I always wonder how it feels to be heard and what the reactions of others will be. I never had that feeling but I constantly question myself if it’s worth the try. My fear for society has always been a thing, I don’t know why. It may not be a big deal to others and easy for others to speak up but to me it’s not. It’s not easy to be speak nor share, people who know me may wonder why but not even I would understand why. Growing up I have always been quiet but little does everyone know how I really wish I could be heard.

Not many people get the opportunity to travel, let alone travel outside of the country. I was given the chance to travel to Italy for school and I made sure to take advantage of it. I can confidently say that my experience abroad changed me as a person. My academic, personal, and professional outlooks are more clearer than they’ve ever been. I’m first going to give a brief summary of my trip and my experiences, and then I’ll go over what I was able to take out of my trip personally and academically.