I, Austin Jacobs walks through the student filled halls, along with carrying my guitar to my locker. My mind wondered about Cam's and I relationship, it seems all we do lately is arguing about stupid stuff. For instance, last night we got into an argument about who's the better singer Beyonce or Adele, which is Adele. As I opened my locker, someone pokes me on my shoulder so I turn around to see who it was and it's Brianna Meeks, the one person I despise. In the back of my mind, I wanted to inform her about all the things her boyfriend and I do together. After all, her boyfriend, Cameron Malik or Cam for short is on the DL and he's just scared to death, coming out the closet that he's been hiding in. Claiming that, people will hate him for being gay or the football team …show more content…
"Yes, may I remind you that I have no interest in girls, now guys turn me on" "Whatever. Anyways, I came over to ask you if you're still participating in Open Mic Night" Open Mic Night is a night where students like myself, showcase off their talents like singing, dancing, and even poetry writing. Truthfully I signed up but I couldn't sing yet people say otherwise. Whenever someone complimented me about my singing beside I always thought I was horrible at singing. For instance, I remember one time, where I was singing in the shower and my mom gave me a hundred dollars to shut up, therefore, I thought I couldn't sing. Turns she was just cranky that day, you know that time of the month. "Yeah, but we should go the guitar club before we're late....AGAIN" Danny smiled, as we begin to walk the hall, heading to our guitar club. The only reason I joined the club was to get away from being lonely all cooped up in the house since Mom and Dad are hardly ever there due to our family business. So, therefore why not do something productive with my extra time and not sit around waiting for my parents to come
When I first asked her if she saw coming out as a political statement she didn’t she to understand but after explaining to her she agreed saying that “ you have ...
We had finally done it! We were good enough to play on stage. We had practice so long for the concert. We could play the Christmas songs we practiced for in front of our parents.
As an SAEM major, attending live events in sports, arts, or entertainment, your mindset becomes more in tune with the process of how the event is run. Whether it's the productions crew, ushers, coach, or main act, you become more aware of the tasks each individual has in running the show/event. As many average spectators are in attendance for the main event, we know there is much more behind it with many crucial jobs to make the event a success.
As an intern for a television station, I see firsthand how strangely some people behave when you point a camera at them. Once, when I accompanied the camera crew to a local mall, we had trouble interviewing the manager because of all the teenagers who stood behind him, waving, grinning, and yelling out comments as if he or she were the reason the cameras were there. Among my favorite assignments is street interviews. When the interviewer tries to stop someone on the street to ask them a question, some people just shake their heads and walk on. Other people look at their shoes and mumbles the briefest possible answer. There is always at least one-star quality interviewee who looks directly into the camera and gives a polished answer that sounds
Though I had some strong points in my informative speech, I still feel there was a lot I could improve upon. I could not recognize any vocalized pauses but I noticed that at certain points of speech where I would transition from one point to another, I would push my glasses up. I don’t remember if this was because my glasses were actually slipping down or because I was nervous. Also, after watching my video, I found that in the beginning of the speech I was swaying a lot, but because I was standing behind the table it wasn’t that noticeable. The one major thing I would change is my choice to stand behind the table. It was something I did unconsciously and out of habit of usually speaking behind a podium, and I did not notice I did it until
“Oooo… that sounds like fun! I'll have to make sure I’m not doing anything though. I’ll check tonight.” I exclaimed in a fake demeanor. Nick responded, “Okay,
On November 11, 2017, I had a volunteer of the Kalamazoo holiday parade. Working behind the scene of the parade was a really fun and freezing experience. My job as a volunteer was a line-up person, which means I had to direct people to their section of where they going to line up according to the parade roster. While directing different floats, groups, and organization to their designated area; my friend told me it was a guy at the information booth doing sign language with a woman next to him. I had gotten so excited and nervous at the same time because I suddenly forgot everything I learn about sign language. My friend suggested I should go over there and sign to him asking him what group and section he is in for the parade. I was so nervous
During my demonstration speech, I was affected by my speech anxiety. Some of the viewable symptoms were the shaking of my hands and also the stuttering of speech. I was able to control myself and relax after I started getting into my information. I did use some of the suggested relaxation techniques to relieve my anxiety. Before I got up to speak I thought confident of myself to help give me courage and confidence.
In October, Robbie Williams came to Sydney for his Let Me Entertain You tour, which was held at All Phones Arena. For non-Sydney people, All Phones are about 15km out of the city and is part of the Olympic site developed for the 2000 games. In my opinion, it’s miles away and a total pain to get to and from however for the sake of Robbie, I was happy to make the trip.
Six girls, One van, and a whole playlist of worship music. It is March 4, 2011, and today marks the start of the Amplified Student Conference at Healing Place Church. I guess I am pretty excited, I mean why shouldn’t I be? For a weekend I get to escape the troubles of home and get to hang out with some of my new-found friends. Who knows? Maybe this weekend can be the start of something new.
Fear is a feeling you get when you get scared and nervous. Fear is an uneasy feeling about something and you don’t want to face it. Everyone has at least one fear. You can fear anything from small dolls, dark, tight spaces, Halloween, ghosts, devils, being up on stage, heights, or even mirrors. I have a fear of one main thing, heights.
As the dark stadium filled with fire, with the sounds of guns and bombs exploding everywhere, the crazed fans yelled at the top of their lungs. The enormous stage was rumbling with the sound of a single guitar as the band slowly started their next encore performance. Soon after I realized that I was actually at the Sanitarium concert listening to Metallica play "One", I thought to my self, "Is this real, am I actually here right now?" I had a weird feeling the entire time because I had worked all summer to simply listen to music with a bunch of strangers.
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.
So how much money have you lost at the fair, trying to win one of those BIG prizes? It's annoying, right? It feels like you're just about there, and you blow it. To be frank, I’ve spent money on countless things, it was a bit tricky for me to decide, especially taking into consideration that I spend my money on things I don't need. Like every typical teenager, I find myself spending most of my money on food. No matter how much money teenagers spend, its mostly on pointless things we don't need, but instead want. It was summertime and the carnivals were out in full force. In the 30 mile radius around my house, there had to be at least a dozen begging friends trying to entice their friends to go and blow $200 trying to win a $3 stuffed animal.
I never went to a single formal dance until my senior year. On nights when there was a