Personal Narrative : My Best Friend

Its a combo of a few things for me. First I started by downloading the app "Myfitness Pal" by underarmer (the free one of corse). There you plug in your current weight and then your goal weight, and it give you a "calorie limit" to kind of start off with. Then I did some research on healthier breakfast and lunch choices (leaving dinner to eat shit food lol but within the calorie limit). So for example I would eat oat meal for breakfast with almond milk instead of regular milk, or toast with avocado instead of a bagel with butter. I also carried that into my lunchs at work (let alone I started packing them, so that really helped). But for the first moth or so I wouldn't change my dinners, on the amount, to stay within the calorie limit, this way I could still enjoy food I wasn't willing to give up.

When I was in kindergarten, I floated around. Because my family is not from around here, I did not know any of the children in my class and they did not know me. Local children had been around each other for years already by the time kindergarten rolled around. Many of my classmates already knew who they wanted to hang out with and I was much too shy to join their groups. My main friends were Trevor Kuehn and Dakota Neu. We spent all of recess staring at random houses, telling scary stories, and declaring ourselves “The Ghostbusters.” Before the end of the year, they had rejected me because I was a girl and they were boys. So I had to find a new friend group.

My involvement with Best Buddies and UT SEEK (Student Engineers Educating Kids) has strengthened my appreciation for people of different backgrounds and conditions.

My friend ,Kendrick, is diligent and self-sufficent.He gives his best effort at everything that he does.One time Kendrick and I were at school walking to the cafeteria to have lunch. Before we opened the door to enter ,we was stopped by Mr.Douglas. Mr.Douglas was Kendrick's R.O.T.C instructor who had a high rank as sergeant major. He stopped us to talk to Kendrick about some important R.O.T.C business.

Having friends when you are in middle school and younger are exciting to have, but when you get older you realize you don’t need friends to keep you happy. I had numerous amount of friends back then. When I finished 7th grade my mom decided it was best to move away from the city. It was so heartbreaking to hear that we were moving. It was the end of the world because we didn’t know anything about where we were moving to. All of our friends since we had in kindergarten were going to be gone.

I went through all of middle school having many friends; even though everyone was going through possibly the most awkward stage of life, there wasn’t a disconnect between all the cliques as there is now, in high school. Freshman year was basically the same as middle school, although everyone in the grade started dispersing into their own cliques, I had my main group of friends, and like every naïve freshman, I thought they were going to be there for my entire high school experience. I hadn’t reached the point where I realized that I was no longer in middle school yet, and then everything was completely different. Sophomore year came and a few people in my friend group left, maybe because they got a boyfriend or because they were on a different sports team and became closer to those players, but I hadn’t lost them entirely yet. But slowly I became distant from those friends. I noticed that by the end of

For as long as I can remember I’ve had the same group of friends, but coming into high school I met a lot of new people. I met some of my best friends here and my boyfriend.I’ve reached out to a lot of different people I didn’t really expect to be friends with. I learned that you really can’t judge a book by a cover and that probably sounds cliche, but some of the people I thought I’d never get along with became some of my really good friends.

In the 7th grade I had a crush on my history and geography teacher Ms. Nail. She was in her early to mid twenties, slim and attractive, I thought she was Jackie Kennedy's sister.

Friendship is exceedingly imperative to me and has been an immense influence on me and my life. The way it has impacted me has changed dramatically, starting in fourth grade when I was accepted into Quest, the advanced program in my school district. In fourth and fifth grade I made friends with a majority of the other kids in Quest. We were all quite close. We hung out all the time. At recess the entire class played capture the flag together, apart from the rest of the classes in our school. We always stuck up for each other. We were like a family. The changes and continuities with my relationships have sculpted my outlook on friendship and how I feel about my friends.

On top of a difficult situation at home I was always introverted and never wanted people to talk to me; my social life was practically non existent. Despite my apprehension I eventually fell into a group of kids at school and grew close to a few of them however I never expected to find the insane idiot I call my best friend. Although we hung out with the same group of people, we never actually spoke until one day we were forced to sit together in a class. I’m not sure why I trusted her so quickly, or why she even listened to me ramble on about my problems; I guess it was obvious i needed someone to talk to. Our friendship slowly evolved into this

I slowly take a step back. My mate takes a step forward, but then he limps and grimaces. I take another step back. He takes another step forward, and then he limps. He's still whines every time he takes a step, which is gut ranching for me. Finally after twelve steps, I can't take it anymore. I turn around, and slowly walk up to him.

I was shy and she was a ball of curls and energy, she floated through the room exploring everything in her path. We were inseparable from that point on, I guess opposites do attract. In 6th grade, Shannon Huff’s family moved from Wyoming while her dad took care of her dying grandmother. They decided to stay after she passed. Shannon was quiet like me. We got along very well because of our pessimistic attitudes. Brooklyn Jones was the last to join our group. Lily was her self-assigned tour guide when she noticed Brooklyn’s panicking expression wandering through school. My friends are a handful and exhausting, but they are the best of friends that I could have ever asked

A few months before my eighth birthday, my best friend started to avoid me a lot. I didn’t know what happened between us because we do everything together. I started to wonder was it something I did? What did I do to make her hate me? Then the next day I went up to her and said “why are you avoiding me?” She responded, acting like she didn’t know what I was talking about. We argued for a while about how she was ignoring me. She finally accepted it and said “Yes, I have been avoiding you, but you know the reason why.” I was thinking to myself for a long time and still had no idea. “Well you will be leaving me in November and moving across the world from me!” she screamed sadly. Then I remembered that I never told her I was moving because I was finding a way to tell her that I was moving. She figured it out because she overheard her parents talking about it. I started explaining why I would not tell her which was because I was trying to find a good way to say it. “Well I was avoiding you so you can forget me and not be sad about leaving India” she said sadly. I gave her a hug and said “we are going to have so much fun before I leave and I will never ever forget you.” After that day, I learned that I should never be angry at someone before I know why they are mad. If I was in my friend’s position, then I would have done the same thing. I should have just told her instead of waiting. Two characters from Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck went through the same thing about

Think of your favorite thing in the world to do. Something that defines you. Something that you can only experience from your eyes. For me it is soccer, and through that came a rite of passage that will be with me forever.

It was Tuesday, July 18th. I was a nervous wreck. In desperate need of clothes to wear to impress... her. I begged my best friend Todd to join me at Woodfeild mall. He gave in and we went. Todd and I shopped for hours. Nothing looked good enough for...her. We were running out of time. I made-do with four short sleeve shirts from Champs and two pairs of sweatpants shorts from h&m. The total came out seventy dollars. We walked out and got into Todds car. I was shaking the entire ride home. Will she like it? Am I going to look fat? What about my acne? What if she doesn’t end up liking me? Nothing else crossed my mind as we pulled up to my house and I was dropped off. There was around an hour and a half until I had to leave. I walked inside