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It usually takes less than 10 minutes to gather and leave the store. I plan a grocery list to leave the store as soon as
At my old house on 2901 S St. Francis Lane the way in was quite a challenge. When driving in it required many left turns and following twisting rotes. When you got to St. Francis your car wouldn 't require you to gas, gravity took over. The hill would alway be a pain in the winter. When the road was re-paved in the summer of 2010, they said that the rollers had trouble down and over it.
The happily-bland day started of with people rushing around like a colony of ants working in chaotic harmony, each doing their own separate task. Busses were running their routes and taxis the same. Always in motion following a perfect routine. All of that would end with a flying crash like cymbals colliding in the air before ending on the floor with a never ending ring. “That was my first day back to work” stated Pam.
Moving Truck Moving truck. What does that mean? I view moving trucks as a symbol for me, who I am as a person. Since my dad is in the military, moving has been a big part of my life since I was born. I’ve moved a total of 8 times now (more or less), and with all of that moving experience, I view moving in a variety of ways.
This psychological assignment requires us to break a social norm. In my case, I decided to break an appearance social norm. I thought in something weird, but at the same time really funny. Therefore, I entered to my little walking closet and I took the most brilliant and extravagant high heels shoes that I found to wear them at a place when people usually used flip flops.
I am awakened by the bright light seeping through and around my black-out curtains. The clock on my night stand reads 3:02pm. I realize it is Thursday my night off from work and that I actually slept 6 straight hours with no interruption (that’s a record since I started working nights at the hospital). Still drowsy I toss my covers off and peel my listless body from the comfort of my cozy bed. I stumble down the stairs to the kitchen where I turn on my Keurig and realize it is “THURSDAY!
The Ride Today, my family and I went to Kings Island and we made it through the exhausting car ride.. We walked into the park and we were started looking for somewhere for a roller coaster to ride like the small ,medium, big, and huge I wanted to go on a medium kind roller coaster. We roamed around a little going around checking all of the places to eat, little games to play, and the huge rides they have. I said to my dad “ There's a lot of places to eat here.” he and said “I wonder why it’s always packed too.”
Over the limit. It was a saturday night of my senior year in high school. The time was about 11:49. I was driving down county road 3120 also know as old St. james road. It 's late
It’s Been a Ride As the freshman finished packing the bus with all the gear and all got on the bus we were ready to go. We had a long ride ahead of us as we were heading to Housatonic, a team that we beat 5-3 and tied 3-3 during the regular season. However, they were able to finish up their season strong and were a much better team than before. The bus rides to the games are always a blast.
I used to be so oblivious. I would attend school every day and criticize my surroundings, little did I know how much I actually had. Come junior year, I observed a flyer for a club called S.A.L.T. (Student-Athlete Leadership Team), it seemed interesting to me so I decided to fill out an application. During our first meeting at 6:45 in the morning, Coach Jones, the head of the club, explained, “I did not cut anyone since you will cut yourself, you will give up and you will not want to put the work in, so you will stop coming.
After many obstacles I finally obtain my driving licence. My first appointment day was a friday morning of January. I remember I did wake up late and I took a shower really fast. When I get out of the shower my mom told me to eat something but i could not because I did not have enough time. I remember that I had to run to take the first bus.
I have had tough hope once, I had to move to a different state and start to get used to the new place. Moving was hard and took a long time to move everything to our new house. My new house was hard to get used to because it was different and I wasn 't used to it which made it hard to sleep and I had to leave my friends behind and I would have to find new friends. Making new friends was hard because I would be alone until I found new friends and I would have no one to talk to so I would be very quiet. Usually I would always be talking to a friend and I am only social with friends.
Back in 8th Grade, there is a car contest in my physics class. Which is to built a car that uses the balloon as the engine, and see who’s car can travel farthest distance. Like usual, I am so excited when I heard the contest, I want to win! Once I heard the contest, i begin to draw all my ideas I had to build the car. My first idea is to use big plastic plates to build the wheels.
Moving to the Right Place When I was born my siblings were 10, 13, and 16. Being so far apart in age caused my life to be very different than that of my siblings. Before I knew it everyone was doing their own thing, going off to college and getting married. My parents divorced when two, so it was just me and my Mom.
I have always been paranoid. I sleep with three lamps on since I’m deathly afraid of the dark, and have pepper spray with me every day that I walk home from school. I can almost never stay home alone, because of my fear of kidnappers and robbers breaking in. Scary movies are not my thing at all and on halloween I prefer to stay home and pass out candy. My biggest fear of all though, are the popular girls at school.
