My Military Career I, Pedro M. Blas, born in Lima, Peru, I came to the United States around the age of twelve years old. Growing I did have some obstacles until I enjoyed in the military. During my years of my military career I went to countries that I never imagine. Everything started on 1999, I was working with my brother in law as a helper truck driver, and everything was fine until the end of my working shift. The owner of the company call me at the office explaining the situation of the company and he since obligate to cut some hours and give layoff to some workers.
Arrive at the exam location on time, this way you can obtain the seat of your choice with out rushing. This gives you time to sit back and relax. It is important not to be extremely early because you might become nervous, and anxious waiting to start the te...
Do you remember when you were little and you could not wait until you hit sixteen so you could go and get your driving permit? I remember waiting until that special day so I could go down to the DMV to take my test to get my drivers permit. My stomach had butterflies floating all around inside it. I remembered they called my name, and then I had to go up to the front and take a test. I went and turned in the test, and was so nervously watching to see how many red checks they would make on my test. As I had my eyes glued to checker’s hand, with the red, felt tip pen interlaced in between her fingers, I anxiously awaited her telling me that I passed. After leading me on a nervous roller coaster ride, she looked up and told me that I did indeed pass the test. I suddenly got the chills throughout my body to know that I am legal to drive on the roads, of course with somebody else in the car. After a few months of driving with one of my parents in the car, it was now time for me to go and take the big test. Once again I got that nervous, sick feeling in my stomach. I had gotten to the DMV and it was my turn to go get into the car with somebody I had never met before in my life and who was going to put the check mark next to pass or fail. I was so scared and kept thinking can I just bribe her to let me pass the test without actually having to do it, but of course the answer to that question was no. So after completing a dr...
The only reason that I missed my lab quiz was because I own a company named Loan Modification Relief Center. What we specialize in is saving clients from loosing their homes to foreclosure, sale dates and help put them in a better situation. On the day of the 2nd lab quiz, I had 3 clients that were about to loose their homes and I don’t pass that job on to anyone else simply because I have that old school mentality that if I don’t do it myself it wont get done right. Since my name is on the line with it being my company I am not willing to tarnish my name so I had to be there to make sure it happen correctly. I’m pleased to say that the time I missed away from school was not wasted on a lazy day or a personal day or just a day off. I was able to postpone the sale dates for all three clients homes. In all honesty I have straight For future reference I assure you that I will not be missing anymore classes, I have done my best to implement an alternative solutions to prevent this situation form occurring again in the future. A’s and I take my schooling very seri...
Lately I have applied for my first job. I went in for the interview, not thinking about any outcome. I was just trying to process how my first interview went. About a week later, I received an email to go get a drug test. As soon as my results were sent to the company, I received a call from them asking when I could go in for my training. I couldn’t be happier with this. I went in to take my training and this took about 3-4 days of work. Shortly after my training I was out in the floor working.
A week before the test our teacher gave us a heads up on when the test was going to be. In my mind, I thought the test would be a multiple choice test and that the questions would be similar to the ones went in class. So, as the weekend approached, believing I had the test covered, I went on with being reckless on the weekend. However, it turns out that what I thought was the time of my life ended up biting me in the rear end.
Exactly one month later, all of the fears that happened in the past were returning. Was I going to fail? Was I going to get the same, strict instructor? As I slide out of the car and slowly shut the door, I could only hope that the same person wouldn't be there when I attempted to take my driving test last time. With that thought running through my head, my brain was in overdrive. All the wheels were turning as fast as they possibly could.
As I looked in the mirror to myself, I thought of everything I had to do to pass. As my mom was driving me there, it felt like it had been an eternity before we got to our destination. I got out of my mom’s car with a major case of butterflies. Then a friendly man named, Russ, approached me and told me that he will be my driving instructor. When we get into the vehicle, he told me to park, reverse out, drive to the traffic light, come back and parallel park. I was going as slow as molasses with everything because I was so nervous, but he kept reassuring me that I was moving along just fine. During the parallel parking, I was trying to rush through the steps and I notice I am a little too far away from the curb. After readjusting 4 times, he gave me the news that I had passed my first and only driver’s test! With all the criticism I experienced with my dad, I had not let it phase me, since I had passed my
I had planned for May 5th to be the day that I would battle against the SAT; however, my parents decided that May 4th would be the time to move from one house to another. Usually, I would go to bed around ten in the evening, but on that night, I went to bed a little before one in the morning. My exam started at seven that morning. Despite this mishap in the planning, I was able to complete the SAT as best as I could. Moments like these are anticipated in my family as numerous times I have felt like I am the last to know of upcoming events. The next move I had to make, though, was predestined before I could finish my application for colleges my senior
On my first day of clinical placement, I was assigned to work at the forensic unit at the North Bay Regional Hospital. I introduced myself to the patient and explained that I was a second year nursing student and I will be his nurse for six weeks. I recalled from the kardex of my patient information that he had been admitted to the forensic unit with a