Personal Narrative: I Can Present Oneself In Different Flavors

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.

I have never worked retail before this internship. Everything that I am going to learn is all new me. The department that I was assigned to work in is Cabinet and Appliances. The managers I am learning under is Joe and Heather.

Everyone has an identity, and it is our identity which defines who we are and our place in society. Our identities help other people to draw conclusions about who we are, as well as, spotlight values and beliefs. Our identities have the power to positively or negatively affect how we live our lives, as well as, have the power to affect how we interact socially. Identities can be shaped and molded by the communities in which we live, the schools we attend, churches where we worship, the sports in which we participate, our race, gender, and physical features. Many of my friends, family, and acquaintances, describe my identity as being strongly influenced by my disability, my family values, and my fiercely independent nature. Prior to writing

My weakness in this area is not having the confidence level to present my work publicly. The nerves starts to kick me. I begin to choke on my words and have shaky voice. I also mispronounce my words often and I don’t make eye contact with the crowd.

After reading your response I realized I was not completely clear on my point of view. I have noticed this before and am working on trying to be clearer when writing. I also am trying to find a balance when giving details with my explanations. It is a find balance that I am still learning, in the past I have gone off topic because of my detail or long explanations. This is something that I am constantly working on and is not easy. However, when I receive feedback like this one it helps me find the part of my journal that I need to fine tune. I appreciate the time you took to read and give a meaningful response and not just tell me you agree. Yes, I do like people agree with me because I am only human. But when I receive a response like your,

When my eyes roll open it immediately surges through my being. The insatiable desire to get more of V. My body groans, feelings as though it was thrashed by wild animals. My mind fighting to function it feels like it’s just moving through molasses. I feel like I had my heart broken thousands of times over. I go onto procure my day’s first taste of V. I get the first taste of it very early in my morning the mere taste allows my body to untighten. My mind feels a great clarity surge through it. My heart set back at ease. These feelings though, amazing, are short lived as V clears from my system.

As the daughter of immigrants, I had grown up with a strong idea of what my culture was and how I identified myself. This identity had influenced my beliefs and the value I believed my parent’s culture held. My background had revolved around being raised by parents who had both spent a majority of their lives in Vietnam before moving to the States. This meant I was going to be influenced by the Confucian ideas which remained prominent in Eastern and South Eastern Asian culture as well as the Buddhist religion which my mother followed. All of these traits along with the environment I grew up in had affected how language had become a major pillar in my culture and identity, continuing to play a part in my relationships and actions today.

This is the stage when you form your own individual identity and separate from the oppression based system of hierarchy. This is the stage I developed through the help of my mother. Even when I was bad she would install the power of knowledge in me. She always installed on me that I had to go to college. I went through this stage when I stopped associating with my high school friends. I notice that they had nothing going on with their lives and were dragging me down with bad influence. Once I decided to go to college I stopped all contact with them. Going to college changed my perception on life. I know that with the proper education I can be anybody I want to be and I can have an equal chance in society. I stopped feeling like I was oppressed

Your daggers of deception pierce my heart With a cold, sharp blade I begin to feel as if the whole world has turned on me But it’s only you with your harsh games And your eyes as unforgiving as the sea Betrayal combines with overwhelming sadness Causing a feeling that cannot be matched Every rain cloud seems directed with gladness Towards me only and it sparks a match inside

Putting me in this situation that I don't like. Getting seductive every sexy white girl I see or something is chasing me. this is a big huge mistake that causes me to be in my lust of nature. That I can't possessive their fears of silence and dishonest myself to be in their handsome favorite heart. This is sick when there are trying to kiss me, the dirty feeling when there are trying to get in my pants, and mind trick gross when they want sex whenever. They want to touch my body so badly and so I let them touch me. It hurt me so much that when they use me has their own sex tool and I let the dark ruin my heart. That makes me be use by them like a sea siren of beauty. Then I push them away so I could inhale and exhale in my life again. It's

As soon as I pulled up to the location of the party, I could feel the vibrations of the music being played. I was finally ready to let loose and have a blast for the first time in the past four years. I had spent my entire high school career focusing on my grades, the tests, and all of the essays. With school getting out in a week, I decided to let loose. I was determined to make this party, an extraordinary experience. Deep down I knew this night was going to be unforgettable.

I am Minnie Restivo, Daughter of Stephanie and Brian Ulen. My grandparents are Shelly Ard and Vern Jacques, Curt and Becky Ulen, Marilyn and Frank Ulen, finally George and Belinda Ard. I was born in Galveston, Texas but I have lived in Washington, Oklahoma, Texas, and even Tennessee for a short while. Even though I have lived in all of these places I have lived in Oklahoma and Texas for most of my life. I am lucky enough to have a kind family who will stand behind me in most all of my life decisions. My dream is to become a police officer to protect and serve.

What determinate who we are? That might sound like a easy question, but when we start to reflect about it, we eventually realize how difficult it is to attribute our character to one single factor. In order to understand who we are, we must comprehend the human being as a web, nothing is disconnected, everything influence every action you take.

All I wanted was to get to the game store so I could beg my mother to buy the latest video game for me. I knew I would have to wait when she gave me a look and told me she needed to pick up her order of new makeup. I didn’t understand this one bit. Why was everyone so into this makeup thing and who has the time to sit in front of the mirror for hours perfecting their face? I was more of the pony tail, fresh faced little tomboy who preferred video games to dolls and sports to ballet. Reluctantly I stomped behind my mom following her to this strange counter with rows of colors and brushes that seemed ridiculous to me. As she talked to the makeup artist I watched a girl get her makeup done for her prom. Watching the focused beautician bring a

That is, until I was nine and fainted at the sight of my own blood when I cut my finger.