It is already eleven at night and the whole house sits in darkness; the rest of the family either sleeps peacefully upstairs or plays video games in the basement. My sister, Gracie sprawls out on the couch, the bright screen of her laptop lighting up her face. I sit across from her - bored and ready to go to bed - mindlessly flipping through movies on our smart TV. Although I am not interested in the big seventy inch screen, I am interested in spending time with my sister while she is on break from college. Seeing the option for Spotify music, I click the icon as an idea pops in my head. My sister and I did not bond over much; however, music happened to be one of the only things that unified us. I get up and start playing a random song from …show more content…
It shows one main issue that branches off into many other problems: her selfishness. I cannot remember a time where my sister has not been self-centered, which has poisoned our sisterhood from the very beginning. In the past few years she has expressed to me or to other family members of her wish to be closer to me and be able to act more like sisters. She messages me while she’s away and will genuinely seem interested in how I am and what I am up to, but then changing completely when she comes home. If she is home, she does four main things: sleeps, isolates herself on electronic devices, hangs out with friends, or argues with everyone. I do not make much of an attempt to get close to her when I have the opportunities to, but I have accustomed myself to her lifestyle and do not expect anything less. My naturally untrusting and closed-off personality can be shed at times when I am wanting to connect with her, but her blindness from her own personal bubble shields her from seeing my shy attempts. The rejection I feel after plenty painful experiences slashes our relationship apart while she goes on without any realization of her actions. I love my sister dearly, but I do not respect her or get any closer to her. Years of blind, selfish actions cause walls to be built and separate the sisterhood that we are supposed to share. Gracie does what she wants without thinking and ignores
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.
My little sister name is Emma she is considered a pollyanna by many people, it was strange when she did not want to sustain her image of always being happy when she disobeyed our parents. She betrayed them by going to this party that she had been talking about. She wanted to go to with a whole bunch of her friends for about a month now. Knowing that our parents don’t want her to go because the location of it isn’t the safest. When the day of the party came my littler sister was at home, while my parents went to go run some errands, and I was at my neighbor's houses babysitting.
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.
Much like this my sister and I make desicions quite differently. These differences lead to family conflicts and jealousy among one another.
However, SOX was not the end of the story. 2008 ushered in, what is now
“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?
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
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.
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 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
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”
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
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.
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
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