Personal Narrative: My Comptia A + Identification Test

"In greek mythology, it is believed, the first humans were created with four arms, four legs, and four eyes, theey had two noses, amd two mouths, they terrified zues. He feared they could over take his place as ruler, so to prevent that, he split them in half, which left them to wonder aimlessly around the world searching for thier other half."

The four way test: Is it truthful? Is it fair? Does it create goodwill? Is it beneficial? If everyone were to apply this to the decisions they make, think about what the world would look like. Everyone would be kind to each other, and differences in opinion could be settled in a peaceful manner.

“Are you ready for the test that makes or breaks the rest of your life”, asked my father waking me from my sleep.

Failure, It is not an easy thing for people to accept. Everyone wants to be good at everything they do. Whether it is riding a bike, playing video games, playing a sport such as baseball or football or anything for that matter. In my personal experience I have of course been unsuccessful at things in life but, life goes on and I have learned from my mistakes. From the time I was about five years old all the way until I was fourteen, I loved to play baseball. I played other sports too but baseball was the one sport I really enjoyed. As time went on, baseball became harder, things got more competitive and one year I decided I was not going to play anymore.

It’s really hard to try and be a normal, functioning person when you’re constantly reminded of something that happened years ago. It’s hard to even try to make sense of it when your brain blocks out things it doesn’t understand. Did I consent? I don’t think so. Did I say no? I don’t remember. I felt like I said no. I don’t remember. I felt like he pressured me. It didn’t feel good. It hurt. Sometimes I can still feel it happening, which is hard to try and hide when you’re in public and you can feel the pressure of someone who was once there.

This is my forth year in 4/h and this year i know i going to win. My first year i didn't even come

I was not really thinking about my education until I was going to the library and I asked my mom a question that would change my life for ever. There is a school on the way to the library at the time I had no idea what it was really, just a grey building with a bright purple stripe. So I asked her with my anxious little sixth grader mind. “What’s that school?”

The voice inside my head has caused me a lot of trouble lately. I can't really shut it up. It's like a little red guy on the left side of my shoulder telling me to violate the rules. It's always there, looking over my shoulder and at my homework saying, "that personal essay can wait" and encourages me to see the good side of procrastinating. But, there is another voice sitting on the right side of my shoulder with a tiny halo over its head. They both make my daily decisions in life and keep me awake at night. Although, I never really thought about my self-conscience being the decider of my actions until I really focused on my daydreaming skills in class.

It was really crazy living through this summer hearing day after day about all the hurricanes, earthquakes, and fires that were ravaging the world. It seemed like every week there was a new disaster and with each headline, I definitely felt more and more desensitized. I remember when I was in middle school, the earthquake and tsunami hit Japan and although it was so far away, I was distraught at everything that was going on. As I have gotten older, these things have affected me less even when they hit closer to home, which makes me very uncomfortable. I know I am not alone in this because I talked to a lot of my friends this summer about this very thing. I am not sure why this is happening, but I do know that my generation has become quite

When I was In New York my dad wanted me to live with him in Modesto because he had difficulty with the English language, therefore he needed me to help him. But I said I will only be in New York for less than a year, then I will be moving to California .When school starts I plan to spend more time with my friends because I know that I don't have much time left in New York. I only have one year left with my friends in New York ,However, I still need to hang out more with all my friends. Once the school year ended I had to say bye to all my friends in New York. At the time I thought this was a bad situation. I still miss all my friends in New York. At the first day of school in Modesto I met some new friends.However people in California have

One incident where I wish I would have handled my emotions better was the day before my second Biology test. Previously, I thought I did well on my first Biology test but I ended up doing poorly. Therefore, naturally, I was worried for my second Biology test. I figured I would do just as bad if not worse since the material would be more difficult and over unfamiliar information. My fears caused me to panic and start crying, and I cried for about an hour. One of my friends comforted me, but in the end, I felt bad for wasting both of our time and putting both of us in a miserable mood.

Strong emotions are no stranger to me, yet I do not always know why I feel the way I do. One such occasion was the day I received my scores from the third ACT test I took. Although I still received an impressive score, it was one point lower than my previous test, but I decided not to stew about that fact. However, I noticed in the afternoon that my mood had significantly changed and I had become rather quiet. Not until late that evening did I realize the reason for my gloominess was my disappointing ACT score – apparently it bothered

When I was in preschool I was a big trouble maker and enjoyed giving people a hard time especially teachers. I still I don’t know why I did that but I do remember a time when I almost made one of my greatest escape it would’ve been a good fear except for the part when I ended up in the hospital. I remember the teacher giving out snacks to our table and turning her back to us to get some more for the rest of the students. Then that’s when I knew I had to make my move but at the time I didn’t know what it was but I knew I had to think fast or I would miss my opportunity. So as I’m looking around for something to do I spot a emergency door over by the playing area for some reason I don’t remember seeing it before that day but anyway I see it and

Have you ever had a situation so confusing, so hurtful that these moments turned a short amount of your life into a series of worries and uncertainties? My mom, my two sisters, and I had our first experience like this in August of 2014. My junior year was beginning, which also brought the stress of schoolwork, the desires of wanting to fit in, and of course being a teenager, the worries of being judged. Little did I know, those things were small compared to the trials I would face in the days to come.

Emotions No matter how hard you try, you cannot control your emotions, only attempt to hide them. Emotions influence every aspect of our lives, what we do, what we say, and et cetera. All of our emotions, from anger to insecurity, are influenced by several factors, just as our lives are influenced by our emotions (Gelinas, Emotions 35). First of all, it causes problems when one does not trust himself, and it shows up in many ways.