My Most Embarassing Moment Essay

I got my ketchup, and right as I turned around, I splattered the the delicious red goop all over my clothes. I looked up to see a waiter holding out his hand to help me up.

When I was in 5th grade at the age of 10 I was fortunate enough to go on a vacation out of the country. This was a pivotal moment in my life because my family had never really had enough money to go on a trip with all of us, but we did this time because my dad saved up; we were going to the Philippines. Even though it was just supposed to be a vacation, it ended up being something completely different. During our time there, we stayed with my uncle who lived in an underprivileged neighborhood.Spending time with my relatives in that place made me realize that I took things for granted. My thoughts recollected at the church, where I really saw a different view of my dad. He was teaching in a huge, crowded church and what he said and did seemed

It was a Friday night, at the Peoria Civic Center. I was there for the Heartland Heroes Concert. This was a fundraiser for the American Red Cross. I went to the concert with my mom, Ashley, and her mom. RaeLynn, Scotty McCreery, and another local girl country singer was there. The concert was incredible. The concert ended at about 10:00 P.M. We all went out to dinner after the concert. We all decided on Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner. When we arrived at Buffalo Wild Wings they told us we could sit out on the patio or the bar. The main dining area was full. We decided to sit out in the patio. The patio was all enclosed, so it wasn’t cold out there. We chose to sit at a small square table in the back. There was only one other group of people out

When my mom arrived home from work I told her how my dad insulted me in public space in front of my friend because of his stupid rule that he claimed I broke. My mom was really annoyed by the situation, so she went and spoke to my dad about it. Did that solve the problem? Well, hell no! It only made matters worse. Dad's face got darker, his pupils expanded, breathing rapidly and his heart rate increases. Bang, bang, bang across my mom's face. she fell to the ground, got up and walked away.

It was just a normal, hot summer, that day. After debating what activity my family and i should do we chose something simple. Shaved Ice. Where we live there wasn’t much. There were a few stores, a small crummy park, and a small portion of so called restaurants. However there was one great thing about this community...Hobo Joe’s. Hobo Joe’s is a small shaved ice truck. It was ran by a family that had been selling shaved ice for quite some time. Their shaved ice was the best because one, it was super cheap, and two, they always added a large amount of flavoring.

After a couple of minutes doing this, I sat down in my chair and had my plate and drink back on the table like normal. I went on to explain to them the purpose of my unusual behavior. They all understood and laughed it off.

Everyone has had to deal with some sort of regret in their life. It has to happen to everyone. No one can say that they have never had a time where they regretted something. That’s like saying you are a perfect human being. Well, reality is that no one is perfect. It is impossible for someone to go throughout life without any mistakes and or regret. Everyone is human and humans make mistakes constantly. Some regretful experiences can leave a big impact on ones life. It can be totally life changing and sometimes change a person totally. Others just regret it and feel nothing else towards it. They will most likely do it again. My experience is very much life changing. Or at least it changed my point of view.

There are so many events that change one’s life that it is rather difficult to try and decipher which of those events are most important. Each event changes a different aspect of your life, molding how one’s personality turns out. One of these events occurred when I was about twelve years old and I attempted to steal from a Six Flags amusement park. My reasoning for stealing wasn’t that I didn’t have the money, or even that I wanted what I stole all that badly, it was that all of my friends had stolen something earlier that day and didn’t get caught. After getting caught I resolved, because the consequences are just not worth it, never to steal or give into peer pressure again.

It was in December, during my Christmas vacation, when I decided to start looking for a summer job. There were many options but the job I decided to apply for was a position as a lifeguard at a waterpark. I filled out an application and was accepted almost immediately. The only thing left was the lifeguard training; little did I know that it was going to be an experience I would never forget.

Upon arrival, we waited in the queue for about 10 minutes, the weather was warm and we were all chatting therefore this time passed quickly. Once inside, we had to wait another 10 minutes at the bar in order to get a drink. The barmaid then messed up one of our orders, which meant another 10 minutes trying to get her attention to change it. This put us all in a bit of a bad mood as our night was just starting out and things already weren’t going smoothly, plus, we just wanted to get away from the crowded bar and wander around and have a dance. The barmaid however, was super apologetic and gave us a free shot each to compensate which meant she was completely forgiven as far as we were concerned!

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I never knew when it started, this obsession. Didn’t even realize how slowly and steadily what I thought I could control controlled me. I am not like most people my likes, dislikes and feelings differ from most of the crowd. When did I become someone who cared so much what other people think of me? Now that I think about it, it baffles me how I slowly and steadily from being an individual who preaches about being different suddenly became someone who just wanted to fit in to other people’s expectations. And suddenly I feel I woke up to realize what kind of a slave I had become.

My most memorable childhood event was when I was 15 years old. It was the Fourth of July. A big family vacation a barbeque, over night stay and out of town trip to six flags, and I had a blast the night before me, my mom, sisters and brother packed our bags to stay the night over my cousin house in Goodlettsville ,Tennessee. She had the biggest house ever I thought it was a mansion; six bedrooms two an half bath, a swimming pool, a game/movie room with a nice big kitchen. It was something that I was not use, knowing that we stayed in a three bedroom based on an income apartment on the East side of Nashville.

Have you ever encountered a tragic moment and saved someone’s life? All of a sudden I was the only one that could help because everyone else was in shock. The bravest moment of my life that surprised me was giving CPR to a man in a restaurant.