Last year I moved into the United States with my father and stepmother, where I learned to adapt to another environment unlike my own. My old school consisted mostly of American or Filipino, but here I got to learn Spanish from my Mexican friends I have never had. In both schools, I acquired skills such as compatibility of school work and activities. I worked diligently to get all A’s, which started from my middle school years up to this day, along with enjoying marching band and track. The volunteer works were fun too, where I cleaned trashes around the neighborhood and helped elderly people, back in Japan and here too. In these high school years, my interest in science field grew as I took biology and anatomy classes, making the path I want to go take shape in my mind. With my senior year in high school slowly ending, I am about to end the final draft of the canvas. Today I have the colors red for determination, yellow for my cheerfulness, green for my skill to make harmony, and blue for the confidence and faith I have for myself. Once college life starts, I would be able to start applying these colors I established. Everyone has a different picture they have within themselves, and mine is all about making the world better, by helping people through improvements in the science field. My canvas will surely expand each year in college and on, for with every stroke, every color I lay on the white board creates another world, another picture of
I, Deputy Gough received a call reference a white Ford truck driving in the Gamester trailer court all over the roadway. Upon my arrival I spoke with David Vore and Jennifer Vore. Jennifer Stated that Randy was the driver of the white Ford truck that said, “All Good Construction.” David and Jennifer both stated that they saw the truck drive through the yard hitting a slow child at play sign and the stop sign.
The four symbols chosen to represent my future include, a head with a puzzle piece representing its brain, a graduation cap alongside a diploma, an engagement ring, and a baby. The head with a puzzle piece for its brain resembles psychology. My goal in life is to go to university and become a child psychologist. I have always been fond of helping children with learning disabilities, mental illnesses and everything involving that particular subject. The graduation cap and diploma represents graduating from high school and university. Since my parents never had the opportunity to finish their education, I am determined to do so. I will be the first one in my family to attend university. I drew an engagement ring because I want to get married in the future and start my own family. Lastly, I drew a baby because I want to have kids once I finished my education and have a staple
I awoke to the smell of coffee, eggs and bacon. It was so bright in the room i couldn't keep my eyes open at first, but after a few blinks I was fine.
Her father’s words echoed through her head as one might hear a reverberation throughout the Taj Mahal. Continuous. Chilling. Having no control to distill the wavelengths until they mellowed out on their own accord. She tried to anatomize the depth of his phrase, more than dutifully needed but Davina needed to know why. Why did she need to keep an open mind and more importantly, who the hell was about to come bursting through that door. But then again, did it really matter in the first place. When she thought about it, the brunette could have laughed at the idea. That an unattributed, faceless figure had her panties in a bunch. Surely Dominic wouldn’t think to waste her time with venial diversions,
The pencil liberates my stresses and sorrows. Bare and unimpeded, my mind is able to isolate itself from anything that was happening in my life. At my art table, which is merely an escape from reality, my curiosity is able to wander. Within this room, five blank canvas's look in on me as I become a mold of my imagination. A step inside my world develops into a sea of color and exploration. The vibrancy of the walls resonates throughout. Over the years, my room has served as my oasis. It’s my escape from monotonous and mundane routines. It’s my exploration of another side of me. I observe such works of art almost as much as I create. Taking notice of my classmates’ innovations and inspired by their creativity, my paintbrush begins to alleviate stress. I strive to produce pieces others will appreciate, but often find myself to be the true admirer. My pride, in this world, is driven simply by my own curiosity to express myself. I credit this side of me as the “passion” that supplements my insane drive for success. This passion has sparked critical thinking in me as well as how I see failure. Life is a blank canvas and you can truly draw whatever you want, and if you fail, you start over and don’t make that same mistake again! Hard work takes ideas quite far, but true success is derived from ingenuity and the generation of
It was record breaking temperatures on this July 4th day. Red, white, and blue filling up the stands. Fans and umbrellas protecting spectators from the heat of the sun. It was about game time and I was getting ready to take the field for the last home game. Butterflies in my stomach, but I had to tell myself “it’s just another game”. Even though in my heart I knew it was not just another game.
Of course the norm for me is that of any citizen living in zone three.
In conclusion, keeping my head straight and with a positive attitude will be the key to my success. I am positive if I stick to my plan and follow these steps I will be successful in this class. Procrastinating is not an option during the duration of this semester. I am aware that leaving assignments to the last minute will only hurt my grade at the end of the semester. By dismissing distractions and staying focused I know I will be successful in this class. My goal is to follow this plan to pass this class
Six consecutive second place, Science Fair trophies sit in the deepest, darkest, most isolated place in my house... my closet. Upon entering the closet, I’m automatically overwhelmed with a horrifying stench, a mixture of plastic, metal, and disappointment, also known as second place. Once the scent enters the nasal cavity, it immediately calls war upon the cerebellum, attacking strongly and injuring the motor cortex, thus creating a chill to run through my body, leaving me powerless and without words. After the chill, next follows the noise. Mockingly congratulates me, whispering “great job, you almost had it,” oh the humanity; “second place” repeatedly echoes in my ear until I escape the closet.
Over the past two months, I have made a lot of changes. It is the first time I was in a professional work setting. I have been making a lot of friends, meeting new people, and gaining plenty of valuable experience. Throughout my efforts, the general manager offered me a full time job when I graduate and even to do work for the company while I am at school. Although I am not sure this is the path I want to take upon graduation, it is definitely exciting to hear my first job offer. It has definitely allowed me to realize how close the real world is and has given me a taste of what that might encompass. I have definitely grew my customer service skills and increased my networking connections. I had the opportunity to meet Phil Simms, the
There are many avocations that I would chose from. But, more specifically, I would aspire to be a unique, “at home style” photographer. Being able to capture simple moments in a strange place like Elsewhere seems so interesting to do. Each day I would grab my camera, go outside, stroll around and observe nature. I would be able to go outside and capture moments of people, the warm sky, or anything that I would want to. The thing is, there are no limits to photography
Upon hearing those words, my head snaps to the worse case scenario imaginable. Anything could be possible. Death, ultimately, would not suffice in this ordeal; however, knowing Mercy for quite some time, she could transform a serious matter into a laughing joke.
“Alright fellas, has anyone else got something to say to Shane Ferguson before he heads off to Mars.” Mr. Wright questions everyone as Shane will be gone from earth forever.
The next part of my block that I be talking about is the future part. I am talking about this part because, some of the picture may not make any sense. My dreams and aspirations or so big that you can’t just fit them on a block but some of these pictures represent some of them. I want to start my own sports news media center. I want to be able to build my own platform to express my opinions and my friends opinions. I just don't want to be a common sports media person. I want to be able to feel like I created something. I want statue of me outside my building like a Founding Father of America. There is a picture of an apartment because, I want to leave in a downtown loft like the rich people in law and order live in. I have a picture of a