Personal Experience : A Personal Journey In My Life

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)

After leaving the Ministry Center, we went to our cottage. This was where we were to stay for the week. When we went in, our luggage had already been delivered. I found out that the counselors had taken our vehicles and luggage there for us. My Grandmother and I shared one room, while my mother and sister shared another. It was a small house, but the perfect size for our one-week stay. We checked our schedule and discovered that dinner started in thirty minutes. The theme for dinner that night was “Night at the Ballpark.” We dressed up in our baseball uniforms and headed for

I believe that sensitivity and appreciation of others develop from vivid experiences and interactions with people from different cultural, religious and socioeconomic backgrounds that challenge my worldview and help build relationships with those around me. First and foremost, these experiences have also taught me that appreciating yourself before others is essential for growth.

As a child, my parents signed me up for the Boys and Girls Club summer camp. The composition of this summer camp was not like those of the summer camps that I had originally gone to, such as those focused on math and science, composed of children who were predicted to be successful scientists or engineers, it was composed mainly of low income children who had experiences that differed from my own as a child of middle-class parents. Initially, I felt like a complete outsider. Yet, as time subsided I realized that I had to face the challenges associated with developing relationships with people who have diverse perspectives and backgrounds. I learned how to effectively work with diverse groups through completing service projects and team-building

The topics for this essay are challenging for me to describe life experiences, because I feel there is a deeper meaning behind happiness, evil, and a higher power. People decisions and actions determine how my day will go, due to modern society and the need for financial security. The high demand of security and keeping up with modern technology distracts individuals from their health, causing an unbalanced world of individuals. When we are balanced as individuals, we tend to feel good about yourselves, otherwise we feel bad, or our actions can be evil due to an experience or negativity or neglect. I feel anyone is able to change due to our bodies being able heal, and our inner energy creates this possibility or we allow the negative to control our energy. By creating a balance of life and surround yourselves with people you want to be a like, or around because we cannot control other people actions.

I was in the beginning of my senior year in high school when my life got so unexpectedly turned around I could barely find strength to pull myself up again. I woke up that March 15th thinking it would be just another regular day, but that night, panic attacks wouldn’t let me fall asleep. It seemed like up until then my life had been an illusion, based on lies, and I was being woken up from the world of shadows only to see I was actually in hell.

My sister was born February 1, 2005. Although I was young, this is an event I will forever remember. My sister was not due for another five weeks and my mom had already been to the hospital three times with false alarms. My mom was a skinny, 5’4”, blonde haired, green eyed, twenty-six year old woman. Her hair goes down to her mid back, and she has fair skin and freckles. The smell of pickles lingered in our house, as they were her pregnancy food. The morning of February 1, 2005 I remember hearing my mom scream in pain. When my dad asked what happened, she said my sister was coming and it was serious this time. My dad was a skinny but muscular, 6’0”, green eyed, young man. At only 22 years old, he still had the blonde tips spiked up with a gallon of hair gel, tied together with a Puka shell necklace. He spoke with modern slang, and was going through the beginning of his adult life as best he could. There was no way my sister was coming five weeks early he told my mom. With three false alarms it was a very boy who cried wolf moment for him. My mom has always been a persuasive woman and gets her way with ease, so it did not take long before our trip to the hospital began.

I’ve always heard, “you don't know what you have until it's gone”, I never really appreciated life until I realized how quickly it can be taken. One morning at my house in the summer of 2015, my brother that was 5 at the time had an incident that changed my view on life, and strengthened my beliefs. I am a fighter, and learned that I can get through anything, and do things I never would’ve thought I was capable of.

My life, in my opinion, is not boring or dull, but rather quite exciting. It has always been crazy and it still is now. When I was 4 years old, I had both my tonsils removed, resulting in me only being able to eat soft foods for 1 week. When I was 6 years old, I was diagnosed with ADHD. That made me have to take ADHD medications. Every time the medication would seem to be working, it would become ineffective, making me have to switch medications. I’ve heard the names of the medications so many times, they are burned into my mind. Dextroamphetamine. Clonidine. Methylphenidate. Guanfacine. Amoxatine. Lisdexamfetamine. The doctor kept on switching my medications for about 2 years until we finally found something that worked. But another problem had to crop up. At the age of 10, I broke my right collarbone and had to get a sling. Of course, it had to be my dominant arm, instead of my left, but as luck would have it, it was my right. Now I am 13 years old, and I live in Green Bay, Wisconsin with my mom, dad, and my sister Zoe.

October 31st,2015-Two years ago i was trick or treating with my friends.We had just come back from my freinds house at about 7pm,his parents were drunk and said we could stay out as long as we wanted.

Learning is something that no one can truly escape. Personally I feel like I learn a billion new things each day from my surroundings, people, the media and books. As I have dived into college, I have learned so much from all my teachers and classmates. Lately I have been learning so many great things in my Acting I class that pose as new techniques to better my acting abilities.

It was early in the year of 2013 that I had thought my life would be changed forever. I was 12 years old when I first heard the news of my parents getting divorced. Devastated and in denial I had to learn that it was for the best and the last thing I would have wanted was unhappy parents. My Mother was offered a job in Charlotte, NC, where I currently live, that she couldn't pass up. When I heard that I would have to move from Akron, Ohio after completing seventh grade I was very nervous and terrified for my future. No one likes being the new kid, but to me it was almost a relief and a chance to start fresh. When we moved to Waxhaw, North Carolina I did not believe I would struggle has much as I did. The teaching and the ways they had taught their students at Cuthbertson middle had added more stress of being the new kid. I made friends fast and that's where I learned how to be outgoing. I didn't think anything could go wrong because my life was back to being balanced. When eighth year had been coming to an end and the pressure had been lifted off, my mother got the news that she could reclass me because I was not use to the learning, it felt like an enormous setback. It added much doubt to my mind and fear of what would come next. With the support of my mother alongside me and supporting me, the doubt I had about a new school began to wash away, but during this time my anxiety began to flood in. High school came around and it was never easy for me, but I learned to push

Some people believe that you have to go to these great lengths to find courage or to figure out what they wanna do for their rest of their life, but that’s just not true. Take me for example. It took a three hour and seven-minute road trip with two of my closest friends to realize everything that I’ve been searching for. I know, I know, that is probably the corniest sentence you’ve ever read—but, it’s true. My path to self-realization starts Saturday at 10 a.m., a day after high school graduation; as in right now.

I live in a small house in Albuquerque, New Mexico, I was starting middle school in a few months. I didn’t want to leave all my friends I had in Elementary school but my parents said I would make new friends at my new school. The summer went by so fast it was already the first day of school. I was so scared but before I had enough time to get back into the car my mom had already drove off and I knew I had to get through the day so I could go back home and play with my friends I had already knew. Throughout the day teachers helped me find where I need to go and I realized I had one girl with the same classes I had which made it easier for me and her. Sixth grade was over and I had made so many friends but I only had a best friend I made that year. In seventh grade, I had the same classes again with my best friend. I never thought I would make more friends. I trusted this girl with everything but things started to change throughout the school year. My best friend was not my best friend anymore by the time we were going on Christmas Break. Noting made sense on why she just stopped talking to me. I would come home and cry and talk to my mom about everything, “just let her be and you guys will be friends again” my mom said so I just left it and maybe my mom was right so I just let it go until Christmas Break was over and we had to go back to school.

So I decided to follow him to the restaurant he went to with that slut. I