Personal Narrative: Improving Time

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

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.

My 20time is on running. In sixth grade I tried out for track, hoping I will be fast enough and would make it. But it didn't turn out that way. It was at lunch with all my friends when I checked the track website and didn't see the name, Carly Jakob, on the list. I was so shocked i started bawling my eyes out. After this traumatizing day I made a goal that I will make the track team when i'm in eighth grade. To do this I knew I had to make many drastic changes. I changed my diet to proper eating habits, and learned facts about form and technique that would help me get through the horrifying try outs and right onto the team.

Just so you know, this is the Big Apple and I rule this town. New York City is filled with tall buildings, great culture, and historical sites. No other city has so much beauty that it takes your breath away; yet, there is a real danger that lurks on the streets. I should know because I am Detective Michael Morgan a United States Super Spy in charge of capturing dastardly villains who are set on destroying our world. Armed with mind-altering powers, Alex Higgins is on the top of the FBI’s list of the ten most wanted men in America. This thug is one of the greatest danger to our world and must be captured and jailed in the vault of death. There is no place safe for him to hide from the law and rumor has it, he is in my town. You break the law here in New York City, you pay the ultimate price: freedom.

The coughing started immediately after I pulled my mouth away from the bong. Dillon was standing next to me holding the lighter and laughing his ass off. He grabbed the bowl and packed another one, there was no way I was gonna be able to handle this one. I wasn't even supposed to smoke that night. I came to the party 4 shots deep after killing a bottle of gatorade mixed with Grey Goose that I had stolen from my parents liquor cabinet. They didn't care if i drank as long as i was safe but they were hesitant about letting me have the good booze, that stuff i still had to sneak. I grabbed the lighter way from Dillon and ripped the entire thing, cause mama didn't raise a quitter. next thing I know I'm hanging over the back fence coughing out

“Ah. The championship game,” I said to Grace, one of my best friends, during warm-ups for our biggest lacrosse game yet.

If I ever had a single kryptonite to bring me down on my knees, it would be not knowing. Ironically, but befitting the way of the universe and life, I am completely and utterly lost. Most of the time, if not all of the time, I have no idea what I’m doing. I am either stuck in the same place, bolted to the ground, or circling the same spaces, making the same mistakes over and over again. Just thinking about this makes me feel so frustrated I could actually cry. “I’ve been here before. What am I doing?! What’s wrong with me?! I don’t know what to do,” is the ever-present monologue in my head. I couldn’t change it if I tried.

  Leaving for basic training was the most nerve racking thing I have ever been through. I already knew about the physical and emotional difficulties I would encounter going off to boot camp, but there was one thing that no one really informed me about that worried me, the food. Everyone I spoke to had their own stories about what I would or would not be eating, but no two stories seemed to add up. Needless to say, walking into that dining hall I expected to see, or at least smell, manure on a plate. However, to my pleasant surprise, all of the different but amazing aromas in there gave me joy. When I actually saw what was on the menu, my day got that much better. In basic training those were

I was in second grade and we were at the library. I had some extra time because my sister was playing in the ship that I thought I was too good for. I wandering in the nonfiction section and I found the shelves filled with books about countries. I was excited and decided to check out thirteen. We were in the car driving to Vermont and I was reading one of them. I was “really bored” because I had accidentally checked out a book from the “wrong publisher.” (Now I realize it was probably just the different names for the same company over time.) I finished about an hour before we arrived and so I was excited that I could read something else.

What I have learned from this experience is immediately after completing a pass I need to bring the vehicle I am driving back to speed limits as soon as possible and not wait for the vehicle to slow down on its own need to apply the brakes to slowdown faster. Also need to learn the vehicle a bit more regarding acceleration; slowing down and braking, I forgot to mention that this was new 2016 Ram 1500 that I owned for approximately 5 months at the time of the infraction. Not an excuse, however the vehicle I owned prior this one was much slower and lighter. Another measure I have taking the installation of a High Quality Dash Cam with Audio and built in GPS, this is to have video, and audio to prove my driving should this happen

It was the last inning, the count was two balls and two strikes with two outs. Our catcher calls a curveball, I move three steps to my right. Alex is in the stretch, he starts his motion towards home, the runner on first breaks for second base. The pitch is delivered and the ball is hit directly up the middle and over the pitcher’s head, coming from shortstop, I break to my left, I am about to catch the ball when I glance at the runner. He was sliding right into me, I caught the ball, jumped up, and threw the ball while in mid-air. It was a perfect throw, right to the first baseman’s chest. That was it, the game was over, we had just beaten the number one team in the country to advance to the world series! We all threw

The best thing about reading this year was the strict scheduling. I loved that we were supposed to read everyday and we had a concrete foundation where we were able to choose our own book to read and were able to elaborate on it. With the concrete foundation I was able to always know that I had something to do and I always looked forward to reading the book that I chose.

It has been a while since my family actually came together and did something as a whole. It wasn’t always like this, in the pass we use to come together every weekend and did simple things such as go to the park and just hand out with each other, having fun. For everyone in the family is very important to stay in touch with each other even though we don’t see each other as much as we wish we could. Some of the things that prevent us from having the get together as before is the fact that my parents have eight kids witch some have their own families and not all live in the same area making it hard to come together. The duration of the problem is increasing over time, affecting even the small children’s in the family and

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