My Personal Experience

this is very wordy, and long, and possibly confusing. but, i really hope it makes some sense, because this concept/idea/human experience is one that i’ve been itching to share/process for a while.

We are interested in learning more about you and the context in which you have grown up, formed your aspirations, and accomplished your academic successes. Please describe the factors and challenges that have most shaped your personal life and aspirations. How have these factors helped you to grow? (800)

Moving around from town to town happened quite often when I was younger. I always mirage living in one house my whole life and never having to know the feeling of leaving good friends behind. The move from Michigan to Illinois was definitely the most arduous. Elise, one of my best friends, had been with me from the first day I walked into Rummer Elementary to when we were crying on my porch the day before I left Michigan three years later. I expected this to be the last time we saw each other. I had done this enough that I realized she would move on or the six hour drive would keep us separated till we eventually gave up. My mother promised me it would be different this time, I thought she was only trying to keep me from becoming an misanthropist,

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 was eight years old, I moved from Mineola, Texas, to Gretna, Nebraska. I went from having twenty-six acres of land, a close community, and oodles of friends, to having a rental house where I couldn’t dig holes in the backyard and went to a huge school where I barely knew everyone in my grade. This was a huge adjustment for me. After the first two to three weeks of the school year, I finally made a best friend, whom I would continue to be best friends with until I moved again ten months later, and would then fall

2:35 a.m. Even though it was something that I had experienced before, the pain still took me my surprise. And it was only the beginning. I had finally fallen asleep around midnight. My parents had come down to Indiana for a weekend visit and we had stayed up a little late enjoying our visit with each other after the boys had gone to bed. There were two bedrooms in my little apartment and I had given them the use of mine, deciding to sleep with my two children in the other room. Being two weeks overdue with my third child and still working full-time as a waitress, I practically passed out when my head finally touched the pillow. That is, until a bad cramp woke me from my peaceful slumber. Still groggy from

A look into my life usually has people running for the hills. I am an eighteen-year-old girl that hasn’t experienced many things in her life, but has experienced discipline, heartbreak and recovery. I haven’t experienced death of a loved one yet or had a very traumatic experience, but I have experienced a few tough times in my life. The things I have experienced have helped mold me into who I am today. For example, when I wrecked my car in the rain, I was scared to drive in the rain for a long time afterward. That is a learned fear. I would sit and wait for the rain to stop or not leave my house at all on rainy days. This example shows that fear is learned and can be called fear conditioning (psychcentral.com). My example is a psychological experience, but not a deep one. Everything we do in life has a psychological aspect to it, just like my experiences.

Life is a journey and I wasted part of it. My freshmen year I was thinking the same thing that the vast majority of other high school students were, “When does school end?” This attitude, where I prioritized personal entertainment and immediate satisfaction as a priority over the hypothetical bump in the road that I chose to ignore, is what led me to get a ~2.3 GPA my freshman and sophomore year. I spent my after school hours spending as much time playing video games as I could and trying to put in as little effort as I could into school while still getting a grade that would not completely disappoint my family. According to source 1, “about 25% of freshmen fail to graduate high school on time.” I was on that path. During my summer after sophomore year, I decided to start looking into colleges and what requirements they had to enroll, and I was shocked at what I found. I found that in my position I would not enroll in the large majority of the universities that peaked my interests. It was this sudden realization that hit me, like a tsunami of life crashing down on me, making me realize that I was wasting my potential and making things more difficult for myself. I had always been so wrapped up in the quests that were made for me in the games that I played, that I became heedless to the most epic quest of all, such being the quest of life. I believe that my realization that my future depends upon the decisions I make, what I wanted from my future, and how close it really is

I will start by saying that this has been one of the by farthest emotional roller coaster semester I have been through since beginning of school. I came in thinking it would be a smooth ride, but then I realized that adding more field hours is challenging despite of having only three classes. Also, it still is hard to manage the workload from grad school and my own personal life. Nonetheless, I also feel that this semester has thought me a lot about myself and strengths I carry.

As a freshmen there are many experiences and trials you ,must overcome in order to support yourself as a student .These actions don’t come easily and may take may attempt before learning from them. If you choices to neglect taking these action it will only end hurting you later on in your academia career. In my personal experiences, I should have been more informed of on compass resources like the AEC alongside with improving my own actions like improving important skill such time management and communication in order to support my success.

For many, there is nothing more important than to have the acceptance and unconditional love from your mother, sadly this was not my experience. I remember the day that changed my life forever as if it were yesterday. I was 18 years old and I did not feel well. I smoked a cigarette to calm my frantic nerves before I walked into the clinic. I sat in the old and dreary waiting room and awaited my fate. The nurse called my name and I stood up as if I just won an award. As instructed, I took a urine test and sat with disbelief as I waited for the results that would determine my future. The Dr. entered the cold and sterile room and looked at me with disappointment as he questioned my sexual activity. “Ms. Fuentes, are you sexually active? “ “Yes, I am”. “Do you only have one partner? “Yes, I do. “Have you missed your period “? Yes

In this paper, I will illustrate my personal experience within the past few months by using my individual creations—i.e. dreams, active imaginings, and a few paintings. This experience is an ongoing process that allows me to look at the images carefully, take note of my feelings, journal freely, reflect, and analyze my creations and process using basic Jungian concepts, ultimately noticing the changes in myself.

I’m a young woman who’s trying to get her life together and the process of being successful isn’t easy. I currently attend Nassau community colleges, every day, from Monday-Saturday, and it’s no joke, between waking up in the morning, trying to walk to take the bus terminal, is honestly too much for me to handle; I honestly hate it. Sometimes I honestly get depressed and say to myself “why me “I usually wake up in the morning around 6am and get myself ready then star walking toward the terminal, as a I walk seeing the cars pass by, and some drivers would pass by me and stare and I would get so furious because I have to walk while they’re driving and what truly annoys me is that their taking their time to stare at me walking. I hate public transportation. Driving a car is way better then riding on the bus

I still remember what happened the night that I thought my life was going to change completely, and I knew it would be a struggle for me both emotionally and academically. That night my parents had gotten into a huge argument of which my dad was hiding something from my mom and his phone and everytime she would bring it up he would get really tense. Yet that night he couldn’t handle it anymore and began to yell at my mom which made me be in shock and scared. I started to panic and had no idea on what to do except to cry and yelling them to please stop. I started to feel pain in my chest and that’s when I realized my anxiety was starting to kick in which was the worst feeling. My mom noticed what was happening to me and stopped yelling and ran up to me to calm me down before my anxiety would get worse. The rest of the night the tension was still felt in the air and, I knew that from that day forward nothing will ever be the same at home, and I wouldn’t be the same person both in school and home. When I had gone to school whatever my teachers were talking about or teaching I was unable to focus. I still did any work that was assigned to me, but it wasn’t all of my effort that I could have put into the assignments because the dark hole was slowly pulling me in deeper to it. I knew that this changed would be something that would take a while t

When I think of my own personal past experiences, I think of the most significant events and most likely think that those are the times that have shaped you as who you are today and who you are in the future. When my grandpa had passed away there were major effects that my family and I had faced. Difficulties like not being able to sleep at night and having lost someone who meant something special to everyone. When I think about the smaller challenges I have faced in the past and throughout my life, I can start to put together that even the most insignificant events that have happened in the past could make a significant impact on the person I am in my near or far future. Occurrences like going through broken bones, losing friends, or even a gym teacher might have a greater force than I may have expected.