My Day - Personal Narrative Its 06:45 and my mobile phone alarm make's the worst noise that you could ever imagine. Using it as an alarm clock is the only thing that it is useful for, the rest of the time it takes all my money off me. All phones do it, and guess who gets in trouble for the bill. Anyway, after I finally find the button to shut the dam thing up, I usually moan till 07:00, about how it is 'too early', and that I should not still have to be going to school. I'm getting bored of wearing the same uniform, and listening to the same squabbles going on from the day before. At 07:00, I stumble across the landing, walking passed my mums and dads bedroom, hearing the loud snoring coming from my dad. It's weird, because you never really know weather you snore yourself, unless someone tells you, but then they might be lying. I know that my dad's snoring annoys my mum, because she is always seems to be woken up by him. I don't know how she sleeps, it must drive her mad, and being a light sleeper probably doesn't help. Getting in the bathroom is an easy thing for me in the morning, as my dad and sister are usually still asleep. They get up at about the same time, and fight for the bathroom, which puts everyone in a bad mood. 07:30. I am washed and dressed and ready for the same breakfast that I have every morning, TOAST! I end up with toast every morning because there are no breakfast cereals that I can stick to. I eat half the box, and then decide that I dislike it. I probably dislike all cereals, in fact I do, I hate them. They all taste like cardboard- Yuk! When I was younger, I was never brain washed to buy the toys ... ... middle of paper ... ...sing trouble, so I don't get involved with them. If I am not doing my homework, then I am mellowing in my games room, spending some time doing what I want to do. At weekends I help out around the house and earn my pocket money. Usually I help my dad in the garden. We came up with a great idea one day that we were going to extend the pond, so that we could have bigger fish, and so that my dad could show off his new waterfall. We are still in the process of making it, but it's going to look great when its finished. Some weekends my friend Fiona invites me down to Llangollen with her and her dad. Llangollen is a great place, with loads of funny people that have the most amazing personalities that I have ever known. I wish that there were a lot more people like them about, always keeping a smile on your face!!!
I woke up this morning readying myself to go check outside for my shadow and doing groundhog stuff when I realised that it was thursday february 2 which means that the humans are gonna be out celebrating Groundhog’s Day dealing with us groundhogs, never leaving us alone. They’re going to take me to a place called Punxsutawney Pennsylvania and put me in a “simulated” tree stump (if it’s cold or not, mind you) and say some sort of speech, or something. There is going to be lots of people there for all the festivities and there’s going to be lots and lots of noise. They’re gonna be there to celebrate this holiday konomicly named “Groundhogs Day”.
It was one of those lovely spring days in May. With all those spring mornings that would be coming his way Michael would bear witness to many of them. But there was a reason why he specifically chose this day, for he hid away a memory in his subconscious. Saturday.....yes, it was a Saturday. His mother would not have asked him for his help unless it had been a Saturday. Michael had been coming up the stairs when she summoned him.
Many pivotal moments appear in a human beings life to change the way that individual thinks. All human experiences shape the way a person becomes. The death of my 20 year old second cousin changed my perspective on life. It was not because he was close to me or had a huge impact on my life, but because such a young life ended so suddenly. I got to experience how that impacted and even changed certain people. I came to the realization that all those stories on the news actually happen to real life people. These stories seem so unimaginable, but from that point on, I realized that anything can happen to anyone in the simple blink of an eye. I learned that although every human envisions certain things to occur in their lifetime, many aspects cannot
It will also inform you of what your totals for the upcoming month will be from that period of time. Also this is one of the most important tools the company provides you to keep you focused, aware and prepared due to each month your collection goals increasing so those with tenure like me are able to keep our checks and balances.
My perfect fall day would take place on a cool, Saturday evening in October.I would wake up in the morning.Then i would eat some pancake and then i would take a shower,put on some clothes.I would talk to my mom,my grandmother,and my sister and we would laugh,talk.I would check social media and look at pictures and text my friends back.i would ask my mom ¨ Can i go outside¨ i asked,she would said ¨Have you finish your homework¨ she said, ¨yes,now can i go outside¨ i asked,¨yes,but ask your sister if she want to go outside too¨ she said,¨okay¨.Then i go outside and play with my friends,my friend would tell a joke ¨laughs¨.Then i would go back in the house and take a shower.Then i would check my social media, and do my streaks.Then when my sister
Once there was a man named Bobby O’brien, and never in his life did he do work, unless he was obligated to. He claimed to be so mesmerized by work, that all he wanted to do was sit and watch others do work all day. Bobby lived with his wife, Katie and his two daughters, Elizabeth and Marsha. His family was often annoyed with him, and wished that he would at least try to get a job, or work.
I have shiny black hair, tan skin, soft facial features (from what i am told), one green eye and one blue one. I work parttime as a 911 dispatcher and with my free time I stay home to pursue my hobbies. And like 7% of our world's population, I am atheist. I live in debrecen hungary in a small apartment with my baby husky named Nugget. I want to become a barista, (because who doesn't love coffee?), and I think that migrating to Pyla will give me more opportunity. Work skills I have mastered by being a 911 dispatcher, include, having a strong work ethic, a positive attitude, and self confidence. I am bilingual and as a first language speak hungarian. I also speak english and french. I love to paint, and reading is my escape from
As we drive down 5th avenue, i got a sudden rush of anxiety and curiosity about my new school. When my dad pulls into the parking lot and we get out of the car, i see a woman waving at us as she approaches to greet me and my dad. The women takes us from the parking lot in the back to the front of the school. As we turn the corner to face the front entrance the school resembled an old church building with light and dark brown bricks. I walk through the doors of the front entrance into a bright, yet cold hallway. I walk down the hallway into my new classroom, uncertain about my future.
What high school has taught me about being a person is that you have to do things when they are given to you. Don’t wait on things to finish by themselves, because they won’t and before you know it your falling behind and everyone is on you asking constantly if your going to graduate or not. I used to be a very quiet person, like overtime I went to school as a younger person my teachers would often think that there was something wrong with me and told my parents they think that I am “special” like I needed classes for kids with disabilities. But this was not true, I just would never talk to you unless I got comfortable. But high school has taught me that this world if not for people who keep quiet, and that to make it you need to talk to people or you will be left behind. And this just comes to me as a senior, I wish this new me came a lot more sooner. I feel like if I was who I am today is way better than who I was just a year ago.
Waking up to a new day. As I rise from my bed I look off into the distance of my bedroom. The bedroom of my house, my very own property. I sit up from my bed, and start contemplating whether or not this is all a dream. But no, this is reality. My reality. I thank you lord for another day it is still very surreal where I am in my life now. 30 years old, living in a 3 story house with two beautiful girls, twins as a matter of fact. A gorgeous view of the world around us, looking out the windows of this gigantic house you can see nothing but beauty. Life at its finest and purity. I always keep a bible and a cross by my bedside and never forget where I came from. The real me, is me. That will never change. Nor will it ever impact me as a father to my beloved children.
Ever since I was little I’ve been what you would call a “high achieving” kid. I did well in school, I did well in sports and I did well in my community. I was always the first one to class, and the last one to leave the field. I was the kid that all my friends’ parents compared their children to. I was the kid with a room full of trophies and awards. In my mind, the worst possible thing I could do was disappoint the people around me. In elementary school I was involved in every club imaginable. I was in the band, I played in the orchestra, I sang solos for chorus, I was in the math club, I was president of student council, I played travel soccer, I was involved in every activity possible, and I excelled in all of them. This
The light from the sun reflects off the pure white wall, illuminating the room. The dust floats, undisturbed by the empty house. This is what I see as I launch myself out the door, into the hot summer air, into the sounds of playing children.
Well, this is the story of my day yesterday. I woke up at around 4:30 because I had to finish some homework. However, before doing my homework I had to take a shower. You know when you wake up and you are really sweaty? Well, that pretty much always happens to me so I have made it my usual routine to take a shower every morning. Well, after taking the shower I went to do my homework which took me around 20 minutes. Then it was time to RUN because I was late to catch my bus. Just so you know the bus usually comes at around 6:30 am and usually I have to leave my house at 6:20 to catch it; in this particular day I left my house at 6:25. I almost didn’t catch the bus that day but that wasn’t the worst part of my day. I usually have this friend that I spent most mornings with but tada she as absent so I was extremely bored that morning.
I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.
Think is this going to help me make money, if not get rid of it, don 't buy it or don 't use it.