Fun Vacation. Check. Clothes. Check. School supplies. Check. It seemed like everything was falling into place and ready for move in day except for one thing, me. Mentally, I was not prepared to leave the comfort of my home and replace it with an eleven by twelve foot dorm. I was definitely not ready to leave the delicious home meals that would aromatize the house everyday, nor was I equipped with any proper tools to leave my most precious gem behind, my youngest sister. My youngest sister always motivates me to do the best that I can so, leaving her behind was going to be really tough. I always knew that this day was bound to happen sooner or later. However, like an unexpected beach wave during a high tide episode, it hit me so hard that I …show more content…
Most of those emotions were brand new, which was the scary part. Suddenly I became anxious about my new roommate. I was worried if I was going to like my new roommate and if she was going to like me. I became paranoid that I was not going to fit in and become really homesick and in return do bad in class which would lead to bad grades and so on. All these crazy ideas were exploding in my head like a Fourth of July night, until I finally got an envelope with my three keys. Ironically, my orientation leader handed me my keys to another my brand new world.
The trip from the parking lot to the dorm was the most silent trip I had ever experienced. We all knew the reason why no one would say a word. It was because at the end of the trip we had to say our goodbyes to our old lives and welcome in the new one. It was so silent that the only noise we heard was the screeching friction between the wheels of the cart the school provided us with and the hot pavement. Then, once we were inside the elevator there was no elevator music to break the silence. We were all
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I promise,” I finally said after a very long and quiet experience.
“I am going to miss you so very much,” my mom said while containing herself from crying some more.
“I will miss all of you,” I said trying to also contain myself.
“Where has the time gone? I still remember you when you were just a child playing with your dolls and pretending to be a teacher,” remarked my mother.
“ I am still here mom, but now I will be pursuing my dreams and aspirations. Thank you for everything you have done for me. I love all of you so very much,” I said as we started walking towards the door.
When we were all back to the car, we said all of our final goodbyes.
“Take care and continue to make me proud. I believe in you,” were the last final words my mom said that marked my life. Those words are still engraved in my mind that comes up every time I feel scared of things that life throws at me. After those wise words I was able to burn all the negative emotions and anxiety and saw this event as something positive rather than negative. It enabled me to move
The time was running fast and I had a couple days left to spend some time with my family and friends. At that time I realized of people I will miss, and I wouldn’t able to meet them again. Even for my parents, it was the toughest time leaving all families and friends behind and start a new life in a new place.
Finding out about my grandmothers death was the saddest moment in my life . I didn't understand . I didn't expect it to happen , not to me . I wondered why god had taken an important person away from my life , ad for that i felt confused and miserable . I cried for hours that day . Nothing could have brought me joy that day but the presence of my grandmother , but she was gone and i found it hard to overcome the situation.
As my family planned the funeral over the next few days, we began reminiscing about our time with my mom. This made me realize that I never take any of the time I spent with her for granted and I will cherish every moment I had with
The day I moved away, a lot of things were going through my young mind. As I took my last look at my home, I remembered all the fun times I had with my family and friends through out my life. Now I was moving 800 miles away from all of that with no insight on what lied ahead for me. As my family and I drove away from our Michigan home, I looked out the window wondering what Virginia would be, and what my friends were doing. A lot of things were going through my mind at the time. At the time my main worry was if I would make any friends, and how I would adjust to everything. During the whole drive down, my mother would often let me know that everything would be all right and I would like it. Trying to be strong and hold back my tears, I just shook my head no, wondering why we had to move so far away. Life would be different for me and I knew it would.
“I love you, I’m going to stay with your father and Nia, she can’t survive out there,” she sadly said.
I was ready to come home! Most of my friends were ready to leave. I had juniors and seniors say to me “get out of here when you have the chance to, I should have when I had the chance.” That is exactly what I did, they did not have to say it twice. My mom came to get me October 28, 2016. When my mom pulled up, my face lightened up. I was thrilled and exotic. I could not wait to get home. I did not appreciate Charlotte as much as I did at this moment.
It felt so good to be back at my dorm. It was so peaceful like the stress of the first day was over and nobody yelling at me to take care of something that in all honesty should have not been my responsibility. I kicked my shoes off, listened to some music, and looked into what was going on, on campus that night because I had nothing better to do. I took a lot of this time just to think. I had my own freedom in my dorm and being on campus on my own. Honestly, I sat there and thought about how going away to college gave me that sense of responsibility that I needed being an adult. I figured out that a new journey had begun and that it was only the beginning. After class seemed like that’s where the most learning took place. I started to learn
My parents had fiddled with the idea for the entire summer and it seemed as if it was the time to take the plunge in the stagnant issue of moving. It’s not like it had been as surprise that the move was coming; yet it seemed too soon. California was the only place that was known as home, it was so familiar that it was near impossible to be living somewhere else. One thing that has to be kept in mind when making a drastic lifestyle change is the packing. The packing seemed endless, piles and piles of useless belongings that at one point were so important, now lined the bottomless pit of a dumpster. The last night before the move was an incredibly difficult one and not how I expected it. All of the family that had accompanied me since birth came to say their tearful goodbyes. Of course there was crying involved from my part, but I never knew I could cry so much. For so...
The veteran Wooster police officer likes to head south for vacations, and he eyes two destinations: St. Augustine, Fla., and the Caribbean.
During my Sophomore year of high school, the divorce of my parents was sudden. The past few years of living with them together never gave me any hint of what was going to present itself in my later years. That following summer was tough for me when my dad abruptly went back up to Anchorage, Alaska to continue his fishing job catching pollock. I stayed with my mom, 2 younger brothers and her new boyfriend at our old house which no longer felt like my childhood home. This change in my life was abrupt and I couldn’t adjust fast enough to what was happening. That summer consisted of me working at my first job down at Bunnies By The Bay for 6 hours, going home and packing for the next day so I could head over to my grandma’s house, because at the
There are thousands of things I love, but vacation is on the number one list. Many times over the years I have taken vacation time; It was only a while back, when I realized how amaz-ing, and the great value it gives the sole and body. There have been times when I felt not wanting to leave my work, whether it’s financial problems or among other things. Other times I thought my work was at a decisive juncture and it wouldn 't get accomplished without me. All profession-als or employees know that the money does not just make itself unless they are there to make sure everything is going according to their policy. I know I am not alone in making excuses not to take a vacation. When I asked a couple of my co-workers, they also agreed on not even taking a week off for the entire year, some even included holidays.
This essay is the respond to the Local Council Member who has wrong idea about a common archetype of adventure tourist. This misconception based on ignorance of current tourism industry, could potentially be a dangerous for local economy and development. The local authority must be well informed about present conditions with the tourism market, before they will make a far reaching decisions about the development direction in this industry. Currently, there are many organisations whose monitoring an international tourism business and this knowledge supposed to be good use for our common good.
Throughout someone’s life they will go to many places with their family, friends, another relatives. I have been on a few vacations that have made a lasting impact on my life. But one of the most memorable vacations I have experienced was with my cousins. I went to goa beach. Most of you probably don’t know about that beach but it is a very famous one in south India. I enjoyed myself to the fullest. The beach environment was enlightening. I would not have wanted to take this trip with anyone other than my cousins. We had a great time on the ocean sands and swimming in the ocean everyday made this vacation unforgettable.
I could "snooze" as my dad urged himself to go onward towards Arizona as he
My most memorable trip was the day I went to the Children 's Memorial Hospital to meet my baby brother. Meeting my brother was an indelible moment because I had never felt such happiness and love for someone. On our way there, I also got to create a bond with both my parents and learn how to be a better happier person. At the time I was sixteen years old and was going through a stage where I felt depressed and that’s why the day I arrived at the hospital to meet my brother I felt this warmth in my heart that made me feel happy again.