Picture this: An early Saturday morning that consists of a steady flowing summer breeze that caresses the curtains as it dances into the bedroom of a young girl. The young girl that this room belongs to sits on her bed Indian style (or Native American Style, to be politically correct), listening to her beloved iPod. She’s probably listening to Aerosmith -- her favorite band -- or her guilty pleasure song “Hollaback Girl” by No Doubt lead singer, Gwen Stefani. These aren’t her only musical interests; she has hundreds of favorites. Alice Cooper, Ludacris, Bad Company, Korn, Beastie Boys: the list continues on.
In a world like today, one must stay true to their own beliefs, even if they are standing alone. A individual must have a mode for motivation and a positive outlook. Keeping me going in today’s world is important. I need to do me and what makes me happy. I want to leave an impact on the world, no matter what people think. I realize i have done wrong in my life, but I can accept it. I’ve been lost, now I’m found. I want to leave my mark somewhere, I don’t really care where, just somewhere that it will make a difference. I’m ready to show people who I am and what I’ve done. I’m proud of myself and doing what my mom has always wanted for me.
I grew up listening to country music since my mother loved it so much. It was her favorite thing to listen to when we would go on long road trips with my father and younger brother throughout the years. Unfortunately, since I listened to it so much, I starting disliking it when I became a teenager. I started believing that country music was only for “older” people. I also thought it was boring and wasn’t the “cool type of music” teenagers are supposed to listen to. I eventually grew out of that stage and started listening to country music again a few years later. The reason I started listening to it again was because of one amazing country artist. My best friend invited me to a Luke Bryan concert in Las Vegas in 2010. At first I was iffy about it since I wasn’t a huge country music fan like her, but then I watched some videos of Luke’s performances and he seemed like a very talented artist. I decided to give it a shot and go. What I thought was going to be an average concert, turned out to be the best concert of my life! Luke put on an amazing performance and touched my heart in so many ways. I pictured
“Are you sure this is the one you’d like?” my father asked me. Little did I know how much happiness this saxophone would bring me. I still remember walking into the sweltering upper school cafeteria awaiting to choose the instrument of my choosing. I saw all of the new, shiny instruments but only one instrument jumped out to me, the alto saxophone. It might be all of the pearly, white buttons or the shiny, metallic gold finish but this instrument was for me. As soon as I laid my eyes on it I knew I had to have it. How was I supposed to know that in the coming years, I would grow as a person and develop into a tenor saxophone player for MHS?
My sister and I have been complete opposites our whole lives. She sought attention in every possible way, I avoided it. she took off to Colorado
Going on to her friends, she attracts a controlling type of friends. They all want to control her life, while they think they’re helping, but they aren’t. As for siblings, they really aren’t that close. Her sister called the cops on her because my mom went into her mom’s house, she also marries for money then when they are all out of money she divorces but makes their life a living hell. Her brother Dale is insane and thinks he is a real profit because he quit drinking. The other three brothers moved out because they were tired of the family.
When my sister and I were in middle school, my perspective of my sister was horrible. I despised her and didn’t want to have anything to do with her due to her ignorant attitude. For example, when I was feeling depressed because my older cousins were ostracizing me, she didn’t notice and didn’t stand up for me. I felt angry at her and I saw her as an irresponsible bother that happened to have my bloodline. However, after we moved to South Pasadena, my perspective of her began to change. Because we moved into a new place full of strangers, we only had ourselves to relate to. I wasn’t very efficient in making new friends and I began to eat lunch by myself. My sister, realizing that I was alone like she was, began to pay attention to me and ate lunch with me. She was aware of my friends and people that didn’t like me, and she stayed with me when my cousins tried to leave me out on playing with them. My sister became my best friend and I realized that she was not a stranger that I should hold a grudge on but was someone that I could depend on when I was
My conflict is with my sister Allison, I love her a lot but sadly she is a flaker by nature. She goes to UNM and lives in a tiny apartment near there. Every time I want to see her she always says “ I miss you so much, we need to get together soon.” Well she never sees me soon, unless there is money involved. For example, if we were to go grocery shopping she will be there. Mostly because she is a broke second year college student who spends all her money on tattoos, piercings, and dog food. All of her furniture in her house she found on the side of the road. Which I applaud her of being resourceful. But if she could just learn how to save her money then she wouldn't have to worry so much.
Working with music takes a certain type of patients. That’s why when I knew this project was present, I had the perfect person in mind because I worked so close with this person once before. So, I decided to gather my resources and get in contact with our family friend Dr. Snodgrass who is the superintendent of the Fort Osage R-1 School District and ask if I could receive her email so I could set up a facetime call with her and get this interview on the road. Her name Is Erica Gregory and she is a high school band teacher at Fort Osage located in Independence Missouri. The reasons I decided to interview her were simple. First, she was my star time teacher which meant she was my study hall teacher. As a freshman coming into high school and being placed in a study hall class
In “Everyday Use” “Dee” was a very bratty and in college. My third oldest sister Nicole is in college. Nicole goes to school at USC Upstate,she used to be a brat when she was younger getting her way at all times. “Dee” left of to college and completely changed,Nicole was still the same she just had gotten a little more proper and mature. Maggie is shy and always home and so is Nicole. Nicole isn't very good with meeting new people she likes to lay in bed and or stay in her room. “Dee” is outgoing,Overdressed,bratty,and different from her family ,She’s very much like me. I leave home on the weekends and go do fun things with friends,I dress they way I feel , I hate to admit but I'm the bratty one I'm always getting my way,and I'm very different from my family. They listen to rap and old school hip-hop and RnB I listen to punk rock,rock,metal,pop alternative, and rarely hip-hop. Yet, Like Maggie Im the youngest.As for relationship between “Dee” and “Maggie” my sibling and I get along very well. Rarely me and my ten yr old brother Justin will fight and argue. In “Everyday Use” there are two sibling and they are sister in my family there are five ,Four girls (including myself) and one boy
She doesn't have the communication skills to voice her concerns or worries. Her world revolves around a schedule that she trusts, a schedule that is always constant, I said. She therefore needs friends that are constant and dependable, just like her schedule. Most importantly however, I said that she needs friends that genuinely want to be her friends, not someone who is trying to enhance their own image. Both my family and I believe that having genuine relationships with others is the greatest gift in life. After speaking my mind and clearing my conscience, I looked around to see apologetic stares. The silence of the room told me that I was finally making the connection needed in order for them to understand Abby's situation. I am very proud of this moment in my life because in all honesty, the most important person in my life is my sister. She always welcomes me home from baseball practices, final exams, football games, etc. with a warm smile and an emphatic hug. My duty, as her brother, is to make sure she lives a comfortable life, so speaking up for her is the least I can do in order to create that
Yet for my sister and I, the secrets that we tell each other have only grown in number and depth. When I was younger, I kept all of my problems to myself, and I drew further and further away from my family. I did not tell them anything because I did not know how they would react or if they would judge me. One day, I decided to confide in my sister with a small complaint I had; though minor, I would normally keep such a comment to myself. I made a leap of faith to my sister, and she did not let me fall. She let me tell her what was on my mind, and since then, I have become close friends with my sister. Despite any of our past issues, we were born to be friends, “for there is no friend like a sister/ In calm or stormy weather”
My musical tastes is always constantly changing. When I was about twelve, my favorite genre was country. I would only listen to it unless I was with somebody else who controlled the radio. I knew the songs and the artist in the back of my hand at the time. When I entered in high school, my musical taste change, and I started to listen to pop music. I still like country, but I listen to more pop music also. My musical tastes continue with pop and country until my junior year of high school when I went back to only listening to country music. Country music has now started to change where it is not the same type of music I enjoyed listening to. Middle of my senior year, I started listening to K-Love (contemporary Christian), and I enjoyed it
What I would call the perfect day is going to a twenty one pilots concert. In the afternoon, my dad and I would drive to Denver to redrocks, where the concert it is going to take place. It’s very hot and damp on the drive to Denver, and the sky was a cloudy gray. We finally made it to Denver and there’s only two hours left until the concert, I could hardly contain myself. We make it to the venue and there is a big line of people stretching around the building. Its five o’clock and they open the doors and I find my seat and it’s in the pit, the closest spot to the stage. The show should be starting in a few minutes.
On Tuesday when I was coming to school I was around the San Ellijo Hills I was alone in my car and listening to the radio. I was randomly browsing the channels when I heard in one of the channels they were giving out 5Sos concert tickets. It got my attention since my 12 year old is a new fan of this band even though I’ve no clue about the band she called the channel and left my phone number. There was couple who host the radio and they were sounding pretty young. Since it was the rush hour all the students were out to go to school. The radio hosts were calling randomly phone numbers which they have and they were asking a question about the band, if the person who have been called know the question, he gets the ticket. For a minute I thought