Personal Essay

hit it off slowly becoming more intimate. The online flirtation leads to some erratic implications that

We wake up at 8 a.m. and head to the airport, as soon as we get there we get on a plane for three and a half hours. It is 9 a.m. when we arrive, I notice that we live in one of the main parts of California, LA. Luckily it's only Friday and I don't have to start school until Monday. So on saturday I wake up and decide to go out for coffee by myself. As I am walking I receive a text from my mom and at that moment I bump into someone and fall. I get up and and see a cute guy standing in front of me, I go to say sorry but he speaks first “Watch where you're going!” He exclaimed as he walked away. I didn't even bother to stop for coffee I wasn't in the mood after that unfriendly

Of all the forms of literature, the most interesting might be the fairytales, or the science fiction thriller about robots. However, there lacks the sense of truth, in a way blocking the reader from true connection with the story. Memoir is real, memoir is true, and memoir can range from any end of the ocean in structure and theme.

So it goes kinda like this: The day before I left for Pensacola, I was told "Have an open mind, you don't know who you are going to meet down there", so I went in like I would any other social situation, and just try to keep to myself until I have felt out and become comfortable with the situation. The original plan was to not get close to anyone, especially since it was gonna be a week long thing then we would be done, and we'd all go home and eventually forget about each other, but things went differently. They started off the way I planned, then I got to know you, and I made the mistake of getting attached because quite frankly, you had topped out everyone I'd previously met and I tried to hold out hope that maybe something could work in

- What if he's not into me? - I've been trying to call him all morning. - Hi, girls. - Hi, Gogo.

One cold sunny weekend in February of 2014 in Madison, MS the Saint Stanislaus boys just arrived to the hotel where they would stay for the night before the big game. All was good the night before we ate and later went to sleep. We all woke up around eight in the morning and had breakfast. We left for the fields around twelve because the game was at two in the evening.

I need to go right now, he looks nothing like his picture he had on tinder, Turns out his real name is Burt, not David. ;He has food all over his fingers and his face, I just smile and try not to puke. He’s eating hot wings, pasta, and tacos! I hope he really brought his wallet because I have nothing. I have to go to the bathroom to fix my makeup. As I walk out of the bathroom I see a very handsome man sitting a the bar, he is so cute!! So I try to look cute and walk by him plenty of times to see if he see’s me. He won't turn around. So I just stop trying and go back to

I have learned a great many things from playing soccer. It has changed my entire outlook on and attitude toward life. Before my freshman year at Cool high school, I was shy, had low self-esteem and turned away from seemingly impossible challenges. Soccer has altered all of these qualities. On the first day of freshman practice, the team warmed up with a game of soccer. The players were split up and the game began. However, during the game, I noticed that I didn't' t run as hard as I could, nor did I try to evade my defender and get open. The fact of the matter is that I really did not want to receive the ball. I didn't' t want to be the one at fault if the play didn't' t succeed. I did not want the responsibility of helping the team

On October 13th, 2013 I met the man of my dreams his name is Justin Fever, and he forever changed my life. I knew him in high school, he was the quiet guy and I was the popular gal. We actually went to the same college, and he sent me “DMs” and always Tweeted Me. His messages stated, ….. In college we didn’t have any classes, but he asked me out for dinner, and I said yeah, sure. We met for dinner at Sparrows Tavern in New York, highly expensive, but scrumptious. He made a joke about us two having a thing for each other. I panicked, and said “no” casually, because history has taught me that only bad things happen from there. As I slowly walked to my car on the way home, I relived every moment of this magical evening. He could be my soul mate, I thought.

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You walk out of your car and look to the diner, the brightness hurts your eyes. As you walk toward the restaurant door your heart begins to pound like a drum. The waiter glances at you and asks for your name. You say “Marin Luiz Benitez” and he looks in the reservations book, he nods and tells you, “Ahhh yes here we go your date is already inside.”

Dating has changed so much over time. With advances in technology, it’s easier than ever to strike up a conversation with someone new. However, in the past there have been scripts to follow, or an order to do things in. For example, someone would ask the other person out, they would start dating, get married, move in together, and then have kids. In today’s world, there is no set script. Many people are doing things differently, and in different orders. As people are becoming more and more tolerant of differences, dating is evolving to include things it never used to. With this all happening, dating and hooking up in today’s world is as messy and confusing as ever. Learning about it while also experiencing some of the same things first hand while at college has been interesting.

It read, “Do you want to hang out?” Of course, I replied with a “yes I would love to.” I did not really know him but was willing to get to. I stayed up all night trying to plan what to wear, and how to do my hair. Finally, I came to a decision I was wearing jeans with a blue flowered shirt and my hair in a half up half down style. The next morning my mom said that I looked gorgeous, and asked what we were planning on doing. I told her just hang out and going to get know each other. The moment after I said that he arrived at my house. I was a nervous wreck as I walked to his car.

All of us have had one. You know, that one date we wish would have never happened. That one date that we only tell to another soul after several weeks of mulling it over in self-doubt as to whether or not you should ever speak of it again, or just let it listlessly fade from memory. For me, this date happened on July 6, 2007--ironically, about two weeks before I met the woman who is presently my wife. Alison and I had met online. With my busy work schedule, it made it impossible for me to find a girl the 'traditional ' way, and so a buddy of mine helped me create an online profile with OkCupid. The website was actually quite fun to play around with as it had some user-quizzes, and a pretty interesting profile-building experience. As suggested by the website, within a few days someone had already e-mailed me. Honestly, it took a while to weed-out the people I would blatantly not be interested in versus those that had potential, but finally I came across a profile that I thought would blend well with my values, likes, dislikes, etc--and so I sent her a message. Two days later I received a response and we began chatting. After two days of instant messaging the good ole ' fashioned way on AIM, we decided we wanted to meet one other. We set a date at Applebee 's for that coming Friday night at 7:30 PM. This was the first date I had been on in a couple of months since my previous relationship ended, so I was definitely nervous. I could tell because it took me more than 2

The Self Every situation that an individual is exposed to throughout life, helps mold our “self.” As humans we have the ability to see ourselves from the outside, and all through life we try to see what others see and our “self” revolves around the generalized other. We observe how others perceive us and we make conclusions depending on our observations. How we act around others depends on the image we feel they have towards us.