My Favorite Experience

It was the last day of our summer vacation in Dallas, Texas. After a week of scorching heat and sunburns, we were ready to head home. It was early in the morning and the sun was beginning to stretch its arms getting ready for the day. Our suitcases were packed and we began to get ready for the long trip back home to Michigan. We loaded the car filling every empty space in the trunk with luggage. As we finished, we got into the car and drove to the lobby of the hotel to return the keys from our rooms. All of us waited in the car besides my step father who went to check us out of the hotel. The rest of us stayed in the car waiting and eating the continental breakfast from the hotel. Once my family and I were all situated in the car as my dad began speaking. “I want to take you all somewhere before we leave,” he announced, looking into the rear-view mirror back at us. My brother and I weren’t acknowledging what he said and we continued the movie we were watching in the car assuming that he was taking us to visit another relative or a restaurant.

After my fifteen minute ride through the unforgiving Buffalo snowstorm, I had arrived. I immediately began taking orders and serving dishes: anything and everything to make my parent’s day easier. At the end of the night, I saw the gleaming faces of my exhausted parents. I had never seen them so elated, but, I was confused by their

My dad flipped his keys to the sharply dressed valet as if he’d done it a million times before. Although his 2004 Volvo in a line of BMWs, Lexus’, and Mercedes’ said otherwise. We entered a five star dining center, flashed our Lexus Club wristbands, and walked in as if we owned the place. I immediately felt underdressed in my khaki pants and Timberwolves shirt as many of the men there wore ties and some freshly pressed suit coates. The restaurant was dimly lit with black everything: black chairs, black tablecloths,

I waited impatiently as i waited for my mom and her boyfriend to make up their minds. I knew we were probably just going to get the usual barbeque and original hot wings with a side of fries; Honestly it’s our tradition now, but im not going to complain i like this tradition. I tapped my fingers on the seats of the Wing Stop; Occasionally running my finger over the edge of it, my fingers making even more contact with the polished lumber. I finally heard the cash register ring and i perked up,and hurried to chose our table.. I chose the four seat table by the walls, and i got comfortable quickly as i sat down right next to the wall. I saw my mom and her boyfriend chatting presumably about work. I took out my phone and listened to them while

Ten years ago, on June 6, 2006, what seemed to be a regular day turned out to be the worst day of my life. It was my dad’s birthday, and my family planned to go to a family friend’s house to eat. If I knew then what I knew now, I would have talked my dad out of going because it was the day my life changed.

10:30 p.m. blinked neon green from my cell phone. I had been waiting for my cake in the unbearably smoky and intolerably loud karaoke bar for what seemed like hours, but in reality was about 20 minutes. I restlessly shook my cup of ice, indicating that I needed a refill. Finally, the waitress came out and mumbled something about there not being any strawberries for my cake. I told her that it was okay, assuming my order would be presented to me in a timely manner thereafter, and the waitress sauntered off ignoring my want of drink. Taylor tugged on my tee shirt and whispered loudly “If I am going to be home on time, I need to leave in about 15 minutes.”

My most defining experience would have to be the time when I not only skipped seventh grade, but also when I won the valedictorian of my eighth grade year. Looking back, these back-to-back experiences made me the person that I am today for two distinct reasons, one being that those experiences made me realize that I wouldn't have gotten to that point in my life without my teachers, friends, family, and most importantly God. Without those teachers there who pushed me to challenge myself and aim high, I wouldn't have even considered making that big of a jump in the first place. Without those friends who believed in me when I didn't in myself, I wouldn't have thought it would be possible for me to handle a harder curriculum with people I didn't

When they entered the ballroom area, the room moved around them like clockwork. Fathers and daughters swirling in synchronization around the center that sat the little orchestra playing a haunting tune. The girl’s dresses flounced out, as their heads were thrown back, eyes closed. The guys of the pair moved to the left, narrowly avoiding some of the spinning couples to come into contact with the most stereotypical male bar room, he had ever seen. Cigar smoke layered over head as fathers and sons took generous sips of whisky and chuckled with their ironically flamboyant hand gestures. The boy seemed to shrink under the atmosphere, and felt a claustrophobic nausea as he made his way closer and closer to the bar. The man working behind it

Last week, dressed in her tailored suit and mile-high red heels, Morgana walked into the neighborhood watering hole in the Bronx. The pub was dim, crowded, and smelled like stale beer and musky cologne, but despite the irritating odor, she enjoyed the drinks and the laid-back atmosphere, even if she stuck out like a sore thumb when she came dressed in business attire straight after work. But that didn’t really matter, because she and her crowd were celebrating Merlin’s master’s degree by consuming nachos, wings, and beer. It was a fine night to let loose and chow down on greasy food. After all, this was Merlin, who worked so hard at his two jobs, teaching grade school and tutoring disadvantaged kids at the community center, all while

One of the most exhilarating moments of my entire life was my very first time at a roller coaster theme park. Growing up I would always see commercials on television of children and adults alike having a sparkling Colgate smile on their faces and enjoying themselves, so when my family decided we were going to Islands of Adventure for vacation. I was like a child who just received a cookie out of the cookie jar. Even though I was 21 years old at the time, I was extremely trilled. I packed my luggage like a stuff turkey on Thanksgiving Day and I was ready to take on this adventure.

As a foodie, eating foods is my favorite thing and I also find my speciality in eating, that is tasting food and know the condiment in every dishes. When I was a child, I usually go to kitchen to see adults cooking. My intention is not to learn how to cook, but to know where the dishes that I felt very delicious from out of curiosity. As time passed, I knew the recipe of every dishes that I like gradually and learned how to improve it taste. I born at a country that have many delicious foods and the cuisine like to use many kinds of condiments. Through the process of knowing the recipe of cuisine, I also learned many condiments and their use.

11:28 pm. This time will forever be embedded into my skull. The night was cold, but the clouds weren’t apparent. The stars displayed an alluring light show. Numerous of stars were scattered across the night sky, almost as if someone threw glitter into the air. The street lights illuminated the road, which gave the perception of blissfulness. My fiance, Conner, and I just finished our college exams that day. To celebrate that special occasion we wanted to do something wild. Being very conservative people, we decided to go to a coffee shop to order a six shot espresso. I met a girl in my chemistry class who said that there was this coffee shop that was open twenty four- seven for college students. Parking was scarce, but it was expected, San Francisco is usually packed, even at 10:30 pm. Once we ordered our coffee we sat down at a small table next to the window. “ So after all the caffeine kicks in, what are we going to do?” Conner said to me with a smile. Of course is his cheeks became concave, and his clear blue eyes shimmered in the light leaving a fluttery feeling inside of me. “ We could go to a gym that's open all night and run on the treadmill to relieve some of our energy. Or we could take a walk down to the Golden Gate Overlook. We could honestly do anything, we have all night,” I uttered while giggling. The barista brought us our coffee, and as soon as the cup touched the table I began to take a sip. This was a habit of my ever since I was a child. My favorite food

All of my life, I loved exploring and finding beautiful places. I loved climbing that mountain, getting to the top of that building, climbing that jungle gym. It was fun for me. I have had many fun experiences doing this, and this story I wish to tell you is one of the most interesting, because I have the most fun exploring the unknown.

Friday, February 24, 2015, was a day I’d been looking forward to for a long time. My friend Beth and I were invited to Tommy Baker’s house party. We had gone through high school unnoticed until now. This invitation was not a common occurrence. Our parents had not believed us when we said that we were going to a party. But once they saw us all dressed up, they exclaimed in a joking manner:

People always make mistakes that can give them valuable lessons. More lessons come from their childhood because people are not old enough to think carefully. One of the most unforgettable experience happened to me when I was 10 years old. It gave me a lesson that would go with me forever. This moment involves three parts: “rescuing” my best friend from his locked house, exchanging a new pair of shoes for ice creams, and listening to my mom’s lecture.