What I Learned About My Life

I can remember sitting in class, feeling eyes burning through me, dodging inquisitive glances from all sides, and anxiously awaiting the bell to ring for lunchtime. As most people know, lunch is the most dreaded part of the first day at a new school. First day of school memories are still fairly vivid for me; my father was in the JAG corps in the Army and my family moved with biannual regularity. In fact, I even attended three different high schools. While this may seem highly undesirable to some, I learned an incredible amount about myself, the world, and other people through moving that I may never have learned otherwise. What I have learned about myself and the world will without a doubt contribute to my success in life and even law

"I've learned all about life with a ball at my feet."-Ronaldinho. Soccer has connections or life lessons that we can relate to our daily lives. Whether it be in afoul or a goal, it can relate to our life. Reason why I'm writing this is because no matter what life is like a game, and it is best to play by the rules rather than cheat. when people play by the rules they are respecting and usually have good karma, however, break the rules and they will have bad karma. We can also see that the people who play the sport are generally martyrs.

It was a beautiful, full moon. The sort of moon that shines down rays of light illuminating the darkened streets. Not a breath of wind stirred in the darkness. The night was warm but the girl felt chilled to the bone. She hurried along; bare feet padding silently through the dark alleyways, hoping her parents wouldn’t catch her out this late. She knew she shouldn’t stay at Max’s house too late but he somehow always talked her into it. She speed walked through the narrow streets, feeling like the old Victorian houses were looking down at her with accusing glares. Yes she thought I am almost there! As she rounded the last corner and saw her house, standing silently along with the others. No lights were on and she couldn’t see ay movement

Sneaking out the house at midnight for the fourth time this week. I slowly slink out the front and the brisk night air tickles my cheeks. Closing the door, I endure the most painful silence as the ever so slight noise may wake my sister. It finally shuts and I wait for a moment to see if anyone rushes to find who left or entered the house. After a few minutes, I decide it's safe to go. I walk down the driveway as the midnight breeze embraces me. As I reach the sidewalk, I look to the moon. It's tender white light illuminates the sky, but is polluted by the harsh yellow light spewing from the street lamps. Despite how ugly the street lamp light is, it still does the job of providing adequate quite well. I turn left down the street and head toward

Leaves glistened in the moonlight, as the wind howled in despair. I found myself alone, in the darkness, as I noticed a slim figure walking towards me. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, as the individual walking towards me appeared to be a stranger. As the silhouette came closer, I realized that it was my dear aunt. Her face beamed with excitement, and she grabbed me into a tight embrace. “I am moving on,” she informed me as the corners of her mouth pulled into a genuine smile. She then turned around and began to gracefully amble out of the hinterland, as her shadow disappeared within the ominous darkness. I became aware that I was merely in a dream that was only a product of my subconscious mind. I became lucid, as relief washed over

The sun stroking your face ever so gently, you sighed and put the key in the ignition. The road was the only thing you were supposed to see until you arrived at work. Somebody who didn’t know you couldn’t understand quite why you turned off Meade Lane instead of at Atlas Street where you always did. I’m not even sure Nell would understand. But to somebody like me that knew everything, I knew exactly why you turned, and I knew where you were headed. Your pulse started to quicken and your veins flared up. Gripping the steering wheel tight, you were brought back to an old

We had been walking together for a while now, for the forest had become dim and haunting; something about the moonlight made the trees appear taller and more threatening, as if a step on the wrong path would send sharp branches down unto some poor soul. The roots on the ground were alive, twisting and bending like snakes waiting for you to stop paying attention so they could pull you down into the Earth. The sounds of rustling leaves were horrific monsters who lusted after your flesh; the cold breeze came from the shadows to steal your warmth and blanket you in goosebumps. I hoped it would be this way. The moonlight perfectly illuminated Maria’s face, and on it I could easily read fear and apprehension; she could sense danger, just like all

I walked in class crescent moon, I shifted uncomfortably, and everyone was staring at me. Dr. Stein, turned to me, “How nice of you to show up Rosalina.”

I couldn't see to get back to the bed and I was still burning up, so I undid the chain lock, careful and quiet despite knowing it wouldn't be loud enough to wake you. I opened the door and was bombarded with the cool air of a Vermont night. I could feel the red of my face subsiding to it's natural pink and my jaw dropped. The sky was normally beautiful on it's own, but tonight, there were no stars. There were a million cresent moons surrounding one full moon in the center of the picturesque sky, the reds merging with yellow and making pink and orange and the very top of the dome of vision the most rich, dark, blue night sky. My skin prickled and I felt my heart beat a little faster as a smile came over my

18 things I learned in my 18 years 1. Everything changes. Nothing is permanent. What you think is important now, will be boring the hell out of you this time next year. 2. This emptiness inside of you is part of your existence. Sometimes it feels like you’re drowning, other times it’s like everything is okay and you are happy. But the emptiness is always here. With you. Accept it and it will be much easier to live your life. 3. If you think it is bad, believe me, it can get worse. There’re highs and there’re lows and it’s okay. You need to fall to learn how to get up. 4. Do not expect anything. It’s one of the most important things. The less you expect the less disappointed you feel. 5. That best friend you think is the most important

One thing that I have learned about myself is, that even though I am working for God, and I’m doing His work I still have to take the extra time in the morning, having devotions, or I will not feel connected with Jesus. It doesn’t matter how much work I do out in the field, or how many Bible studies I give, if I didn’t spend that extra time with God, than I will lose my connection with God. Another thing I have learned about myself is, that I am a complete disorganized mess. In Bible work, you need to be organized in order to be effect, but for me the entire semester was a struggle to stay organized and on top of things. This revealed to me that I need to become more organized.

There came a point in my life when I learned a valuable lesson from suffering an accident that could have made me a disable person today. Ever since I was little I loved to play with my older brother. Since, it was impossible for me to play with my younger sister because she was small I tended to follow my brother in everything he did. My brother played with older friends and as a result they would get into trouble a lot. Since I grew up around boys I would play the way they did. If they would jump, run, and climb trees so would I. Being a girl came with some difficulties because sometimes my brother would not want me to play with them just because I was a girl, they taught I was weak, and fragile.

Here is a time where I’ve learned my lesson. I was like a mini Dora the Explorer except, I was a brat. I was so picky, such a princess, I got myself in trouble every day, I’d make everyone so stressed out. I was your worst nightmare disguised as Dora the Explorer. I usually would like things my way, and my way only. I felt if I was the who was always right and I was the smartmouth. I was the definition of a brat.

There are a few things that I have learned about my self throughout this course. One of the most important thing that I have leaned has to be the goal setting that I can do. Another useful thing that I leaned from this class has to be confident even when you think that there is none point of being confident about a situation will bring the best of it not the worst situation.It’s not just the setting of them but actually executing them and also finishing them.I did my own action plan about trying to make the president list last semester and I tried very hard and I made it. Having all A’s in all of my four classes was hard and I had a few nights where I didn 't get much sleep and had to work hard but it was worth getting. Communication by listening has never been a problem for me. Listening about other people problems and also trying to help solve them has been a big part of my communication skills. People always like taking about there problems to people they know very little about and I leaned that when I worked at a convenient store. Random people after getting to know me for about a week would just come up to you and talk about what ever problem that they had. Another communication skill that I have that is use full is Speaking. I found this out last semester when I would have to do speeches. I would figure what I was going to talk about then I would go up there and start talking about my speech topic. This skill has been very useful in many ways from taking at a friends

breathe or function at all and would be an empty shell for one cannot operate or function without it.