Over my years of school, one big influence on me has always been sports. Ever since a young age, I have always enjoyed playing and watching sports. In my four years in high school, I have fell in love with the sport of lacrosse.
I woke up and took one bite out of my pop tart but that one bite was all I could eat. My legs were shaking, and my heart was pounding. My dad told me, “It is a true honor to even make it this far so go out there and have some fun.” Once I heard this statement, I knew I was ready to go. I arrived at school and boarded the bus. The car ride was an hour and fifteen minutes of hearing the squeaking of the wheel on the bus. My teammates were getting their heads ready for the big game.
I went out for the track team when I was in seventh grade. I enjoyed track because I enjoy running, jumping, and spending time with my friends. The track season was amazing because I learned to do the high jump. I had to learn how to time my steps and jump backwards. Did you know that long ago they would jump forward over the bar. Then a man named Dick Fosbury tried a different way, go over backwards, now this is called the “Fosbury flop” Which I think sounds like an ice cream cone of some sort but. I also had to learn the lingo. “Up” means it’s your turn to jump. “On deck” means you are next in line. “In the hole” means you are third to jump. It is important to stay in order, once at the Metamora track meet I thought they had called my name, I jumped and made it over the bar. but It was not actually my turn so I had to jump again, I wanted to give him a Well-that-was-your-fault-not-mine kind of look. Luckily, I made it over the second time also. Another meet I remember was when I jumped 4 feet 11in. I had no idea I was going to jump that high that day because it was cold and rainy. I was very surprised and I ended up winning that event that day. Since Micah was hurt and he normally beats me, I got first so I was happy. I participated in sectionals. I had to jump 5ft
The right of passage that is most significant to me is Just Be Yourself. Just Be Yourself is the most significant to me because I relate to it the most. In middle school you sometimes don't feel very comfortable being yourself around others. You're scared you'll get judged and people won't like you for you. That's why Just Be Yourself is such an important passage because it states that you'll eventually find your way and to just be yourself.
After I told rowdy that “I'm sick of indian guys who treat white women like bowling trophies”.Get a life.I kinda felt bad for what I said but then again i didn't because he was a trader and i felt as if he left me for white pride.maybe I was just racist and couldn't accept that my best friend was going to do great things is his life now that he had a chance.later that day i decided to email Junior back and kinda talk to him about women.”Hey asshole , i didn't mean to insult you..but dude really what do you really like about her and how did you attract her.junior replied and said.
My first short-term SMART goal will be to draft boiler plate contracts for my team and clients by January 1st, 2017. This is specific in that I know who these contracts are for. One will be a contract for people working for me. It will clearly define the split we receive from any clients, as well as clearly articulate a non-compete policy that will protect my business from workers who want to steal clients. The second contract will be for parents who want regular work done for their families. I will benefit from the increased security these contracts provide, and the families will benefit from a discounted price, as well as guaranteed service during busy seasons. This goal is measurable in that it can be 0% complete, with no contracts written, 50% complete with one contract written, or 100% complete with both contracts written. This goal is achievable because two months is a reasonable amount of time to write two contracts. It is relevant because it addresses certain business needs that have been overlooked in the course of me wearing multiple business hats. It is time bound because I have set a short term date, and intend to stick to it.
In the beginning of the semester, I felt a little annoyed that I had to plan a personal goal. I was afraid that I was going to fail once again during the journey of losing weight. My personal goal was to lose five pounds by April 1, 2016. I had planned to achieve this goal by eating healthier snacks, exercising, and meal prepping. Trying to achieve this goal was not easy. I had a constant temptation of breaking my diet and I kept trying to buy fast food whenever I saw myself tight with my school and work schedule. However, I was able to achieve my goal because I was meal prepping every night, I kept an alarm on my phone to remind me when I should be exercising, I read articles that provided me with a list of healthy foods, I carried a picture
I have been lifting for 17 years , cycled on and off for about 11 years, I have hit 250+ lbs with under 11 % body fat. The issue with that is regardless of how lean I get , my face looks fat. So a few years back I decided that getting around 210 lbs and under 10 % bf was my goal. I adjusted how I lifted , what compounds I used, and many other things. I realized I am just naturally able to get huge, and decently powerful, but my body ( wear and tear ) would prefer a smaller me . Now I am fighting my genetics with everything I have, and after a few years I am now realizing how hard that really is. To some it is nearly impossible.
Back in 7th grade I wasn’t a very smart kid. I hung out with kids that I probably shouldn’t have hung out with and I regret it to this day but will always be with me. I was a good friend with this kid and we were both out for track because it was track season. We were just getting done with practice and he wanted me to stay the night so I called me mom and she said sure. So I rode the bus home with him and when we got to West Union we got off the bus and went to his house. He said lets got to this other kids house so we walked to this kids house that was all the way on the other side of town. When we got there we were both wearing shorts and sweatshirt and we both were running through the snow so our socks were wet. When we went
Over the course of this semester I decided that for my SMART Goal I wanted to learn a new language, German, and be able to hold a conversation in this language so that I can travel to Germany and visit my boyfriend this summer. Thus far, progress has been very minimal and quite slow. I had originally planned to learn a list of roughly twenty vocabulary words per week, to give myself vocabulary tests based of these words, and to give myself a test every couple of weeks. Frankly, none of that has happened. However, I am still learning new words, but I have shifted a good amount of my focus on to trying to pronounce words which is what I should have started with. Additionally, I got a new resource. A friend of mine is taking German and the University
My throat began to close and it felt like a ten pound dumbbell had replaced it. In a matter of second my breathing became about ten times quicker and I started to cry. I started to snap until my fingers became raw. My sanity had just dissipated from the lack of sleep. This is when I knew I was ready to stop caring and give up.
I’ve always been an average student. Starting from a young age, I have never exceeded expectations. Being surrounded by A+ individuals has made me feel less than others. Elementary school is the time that I felt the most intelligent, being that there were no advanced classes to make me feel degraded. It all changed in fourth grade when my friends were being accepted into Mrs. Husk’s advanced fourth grade class. I remember continuously waiting for the letter that I’ve been accepted. Unfortunately for me, it never came.
My identity and purpose was shaped in my second year of high school, the best and yet the most trying time of my life. The winter of 2015 was the time I was taken out of my bubble in the north and was placed in a frying pan in the south. Moving into a foreign place is always hard and many people have similar stories about the adversity they faced but for me it wasn’t just the hard times that shaped me, the hard times that everyone goes through while moving allowed me to be malleable but the lessons taught to me by my family helped me reach a different outlook on myself and life in general. I remember that during the worst times I would look to the few people left around me that I felt I could trust; this was best evidenced in a day when I
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