Personal Narrative: Jazz

Jamal noticed the girls sneakily taking frequent glimpses back at us. It was as if they were plotting their get away . He leaned over and curiously asked. “Don’t those girls look scared of us or something?”

“Just look at those abbs! He can lick Tequila off my naval anytime,” Joan slurred as she gaped at the group of guys at the back of the club. Heat bloomed across Tess’s cheeks as scolded her cousin for being so provocative.

Orchestra has always been one of my favorite classes to go to during the day. After choosing to play the cello in middle school, I continued playing the instrument in high school. It was in this class that I had made most of my closest friends, many of whom I still love to this day. I also loved how the rich deep tones that came from playing each note of the cello and how they were able to blend with the rest of the orchestra. I knew from my freshmen year that I wanted to get into the top class, Chamber Orchestra. I thought that I would have done everything in my power to get into the class, however when the time came I could not even bring myself to audition.

While we were on the subject of girls Mady asked, “Woah, you see that babe that just walked by?”

I waited and waited, they spent a long time in the dressing room. Finally, Karen came out and modeled a top for me saying, “How’s this look?”

While growing up economically disadvantaged isn’t necessarily desirable, I believe that it has allowed me to develop important traits and life skills that I might not have otherwise developed. Horatio Alger Award winner Johnny Cash would likely say the same about himself. Johnny Cash was if anything a hard worker. He came from very little and was able to develop and hone his talents and make a name for himself that will last generations. While the success I have attained thus far is minimal compared to that of Cash, throughout my life, I have dedicated myself to my schooling and extracurricular activities in order to make my own name for myself. I have been able to attain knowledge that has allowed me to maintain a high GPA as well as win multiple

As I consider my past and everything that’s happened, I don’t think a single character fits exactly how I feel about myself. Thankfully, I chose someone who shares the same experiences. In the beginning, she wasn’t rich, but she wasn’t poor; she wasn’t popular, but she was loved by those closest to her; and she obeyed the rules, but she never let anyone take advantage of her. I like to think we have similar stories, seeing as how both of us had to go through the same situations. As you may be wondering, her name was America Singer, later referred to as America Schreave, from the Selection series by Kiera Cass. Because we’re the same age now, I relate to her even more. I understand how she feels because I’ve lived through the same struggles

Referencing back to women's attire, There are so many things women have to take off all the time but lastly, we are faced with our underwear. While two females wore what many females wear when it comes to underwear the others wore gym clothes, a bathing suit, and even oversized regular clothing (no underwear). They discuss how their choice of undergarment is what makes them feel special and beautiful. It's what they're proud of.

I don't see anything.” A smile reached her lips before she slowly trailed her hand down her cleavage and dug around. As if performing magic,out came a big bag of McDonald's. My eyes widen and my mouth formed a big O. I was frozen in time. All I could do was gape at her. She then pulled a mcChicken sandwich laid it flat on my lap.Though bringing McDonald's out of her shirt was extravagant, that isn't what shocked me. What surprised me the most was that you couldn't even tell it was in her cleavage. Sure Tootie was really big busted, but I never expected she could hide something like that in her breast.

Frank William Wood, a Cleveland, Ohio native more commonly known as Eagle Bill Amato popularized the vaporizer in the early 90s. He shared his device with everyone while in Amsterdam, eventually making his way into the Cannabis Cup. He won numerous first place awards and his vaporizer was the most popular device at the Cannabis Cup for a decade.

Soon after I had arrived at St. Timothy’s, Reverend Fran introduced me to the incumbent choir leader, Barb Knotts, and her husband Frank who was a Parish Councilor. I was hoping Barb would help me usher the choir through the upcoming reforms; however, both she and Frank were about to go on a two month vacation at their lakeside cottage. Until she returned home I had to work alone.

After school today I auditioned for the play the Music Man. In order to audition you must prepare a song and memorize a set of lines the teachers give you beforehand. Even though I am well prepared, I am still nervous. My hands are trembling and my body is heating up. I paced outside the auditorium doors and rehearsed my lines over and over again. The auditorium doors open and it was my turn to audition. I walked in slowly and see the teachers and the student director sitting in the audience. I could feel a meltdown about to happen. I wanted to run out of the auditorium, but I knew I had to audition. I wasn’t going to let my nerves get the best of me. I walked to the piano and placed my sheet music down. They said that they needed to take a few minutes to organize

“Hey, I have an extra cut of meat in the house that I was going to cook for Emily. I’d figured I give it to Rocky here since she’s not going to be around to have dinner with me. She had called earlier saying that she had already had dinner with a co-worker and he had already provided her with a lot of meat to eat. So, what-do-ya-say, how about it then? It’s a New York strip, and I’d hate to see it go to waste.”

With as many admiring looks as she got, she couldn’t help but know she was hot. She once had told me the awareness of the attention confirmed to her that she was good looking and it made her feel good. I knew what she thought about herself, and knew I was the one she wanted to be with so I was a happy camper.

Fred laughed. “Relax, you not getting some from me, you have to get it from somewhere...Heavens know I am.”