Personal Narrative On Bare Bum

When I walked in, everyone was very welcoming and nice. Many people stared at me intensely

Being a CNA is hard and taxing on people mentally and physically. It a tiresome job that turns most people off from the start. But, I do think joy can be found in this job. Most will say that being a CNA is like being a glorified butt wiper which I mean yes we do wipe butts but there is a lot more to the job then that. There is relationships that are built with the residents and patients that is unique to a CNA. My job is hard and sometimes I just want to throw in the towel. But then there's that moment that changes it all and makes you love the job even though it very hard. Being a CNA is all about the passion, relationships with people and hard work.

Twenty minutes in I decide to change my destination in the mall. I decided to go into stores specifically high end stores without shoes. I went into Armani Exchange. Inside the store, everything was very pricey with high quality. I believed that it would be a perfect place to test out how the employees and customers would react. In Armani Exchange, there were a couple of people that looked like there were in the upper class. One woman looked at me and scoffed whereas her husband was looked at me in curiosity. I felt like they were talking about me. They would casually whisper and look up and down at me while trying to give me direct eye contact. A few minutes later, an employee came up to me asked if I could leave the store. She asked me “Why I wasn’t wearing any shoes?”. But, what surprised me was that she was very kind to me. I assumed that she would be rude and snarky. But, I was wrong. She asked me if “I would like a pair of sandals in the back”. She told me that she had extra shoes. I immediately declined and explained to her that this was an experiment for an assignment. She later on laughed and told me that it was a good one. I proceeded to leave the store. I believe that this folkway worked well because it was something that wasn’t really ordinary in the public eye. I mean that because I went to a mall. Whereas, many people are aware that there are people who do not have shoes most people

Put the gun down! Put the gun down! Pow Pow Pow. The gun shots cracked into the air as loud as thunder. One after another. We live day by day not knowing our end. In the blink of an eye our lives can be changed forever. Its life, yet even in knowing this we never expect tragedy to find us. We never expect it to affect our lives and the people we know and love. I’m going to share with you the day tragedy found my life.

When I entered the men’s restroom, I acted as if I were using the bathroom in one of the stalls. Pretty soon I overheard two young men enter. After they shut their stalls, I “flushed” my toilet and started to rinse my hands. The men finished and came out of their stalls at the same time. They both froze and looked directly at me. They looked like UNC Charlotte students. One of them stated, “what the f*ck?” The other guy laughed, and asked me if I knew I was in the wrong restroom. I stated that I did know. His response was, “why would you come in here?” I told him, “I needed to use the restroom, is it wrong for a lady to use the men’s restroom?” They both laughed and the other guy asked if it was a prank. Right when that question was asked, an older man entered the restroom. When the man saw all of us in there, he looked confused and decided to walk right back out. At that point I told the two guys speaking to me that I did it for a school assignment. We all laughed again and then the young man I was speaking with mostly, asked for my number. I politely declined and left the restaurant afterwards.

After finishing this memoir, there is no denying that the main character, Augusten Burroughs, has a problem. From a very young age his alcoholic tendencies (coupled with other drug use) have caused hardships for both himself and those around him. As he aged, so his alcoholism increased. In Dry: A memoir we get to see Augusten’s challenging journey from a life revolving around alcohol to sobriety. As previously mentioned, it is undeniable that Augusten did have a problem. But, does this automatically mean he is clinically diagnosable with an alcohol related disorder? Unfortunately, in this case, the answer is yes. Augusten Burroughs is not only diagnosable for clinical substance dependence, but could be considered the poster child of the

    A week before the second district game and my family and I were eating at five guys at Tiffany Springs. We had just sat down with our food when a guy came in that was dressed in his 2017 senior hoodie and sweatpants. He was waiting for his food when I got up to refill my drink, He asked if I went to Smithville because he saw I was wearing a smithville sweatshirt.

It wasn’t as if I had much of a choice. Actually there was, but this would settle things once and for all. Although, there were assurances, from the legal team of the best criminal attorney’s in the country, that there was nothing to worry about, a small chance is still a chance. I did discharged a firearm and my father did thrashed Gilbert something awful in front of witnesses, and my father did take over Tilley pharmaceutical in a wonderfully barbaric corporate takeover. What did work in my favor was me constantly speaking out at every opportunity the reason for my anger.

Every other weekend I venture to most of the Goodwill’s throughout town. I decided that I would violate the norm of personal space. I would wonder through the aisle and slowly make my way to the person I choose to conduct the experience. When I got close enough I would act as though I was browsing through clothes, or I was really interested in the items I was looking at to act as though I

He came back to the apartment while I was in the middle of dancing to “Promise” by Ciara in my living room. At first I didn’t even notice because I was so into it, but then I turned and saw him. He looked upset about something- which is probably why he was back so soon- but he was also staring at me in shock and mild interest. He looked away, face turning red, and that’s when I remembered that I was wearing only my black bra and panties with a see through black robe that probably doesn’t even qualify as a robe. But still I stood there, embarrassed, but also a little pleased that he was embarrassed as well. He brushed past me, making his way to his room. I followed after him. “Liam, what’s wrong?” He didn’t answer, just went in his room and

“No matter how many lows life deals you, you can still rely on your hard work and determination to make your dreams come true.” The life lesson in Princess and the Frog. I live by this lesson. I’ve had my ups and downs and a year off to focus on my own life. But dog shows are my dream and my passion and I think the low times give me determination to push farther and make more out of it. I busted mine so I could become the young women I want to be. I thrive for success. My mentor has taught me everything I know about dog shows, which has made me smarter handler in the ring. I had to change my life to become the person I am now. I’ve had

My head was going crazy, I could barely think straight.I was off to a great start. I has stuck all my landings and I just need one more Tumbling pass to go, and if I had stuck it then I would qualify to Nationals. My brain was rushing super fast that it felt like I was off the floor.

This was my second time outside a Gentleman’s Club. Gladly, I was with the company of my friend Karina, and our boyfriends. I was nervous, just like the first time. The difference was that this time I could not run away. After getting in the club, the first thing I could see was a woman dancing on a pole. We all went directly to the bar. Karina and her boyfriend watched a dance from short distance and interacted with some women. I stayed at the bar with my boyfriend the whole hour and a half, just watching everything from a distance.

It was an year ago that I first sensed “K.E.E.D.A”. There was no concrete proof of its existence, but that, to me was immaterial. It was an evil force that must be stopped by every means available. I also noticed, the others where far less perceptive of this entity. I thought that was the reason I was chosen by the “H.I.T” society, apart my skill in programming. I was wrong BumbleB

In the first telling of my personal narrative, I did not consider including what had led me to a point where I began to embrace my identities and become proud of my heritage as Korean. There were many factors that led me to be who I am today. The reason for leaving out the information was because there were so many people and occurrences that led me to the point where I am now. For example, moving to different elementary school where there were more diverse body of students, annually performing at the Mosaic in the Korean pavilion, my parents being a positive role model, and becoming a volunteer teacher at the Korean Language School are some of the reasons which have led me to be who I am today. As I was surrounded by people who were interested