Personal Writing: My Dreams
.... joining a military service so I could be related to those thoughts. Often, the war dreams occur when I'm angry or have conflict in my life, so maybe it's my way of getting rid of that anger. My war dreams are some of the clearest and fun dreams I have, but I did not have any during this project.
Girls, or girl I should say, is one of the main topic of my dreams. I think that is an obvious one! I see my girl-friend every day, and she is always on my mind. My dreams with her get kind of wacky and personal, so I will stop with that subject! I think it's self explanatory.
Through out my writing journal and my day journal, .....
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Personal Writing: Working Experiences From School And Community Service Projects
.... that will help me accomplish my future goals and prepared me for the real world t. Some of the advantages that spreadsheets have over hand held calculators are; it is very inconvenient to deal with more numbers and as your calculations become more complex, a hand held calculator can not do multiple steps without using the memory function to store all the answers to the previous calculations, the numbers you use in a calculator are entered but you can’t see them so you can’t see if they are accurate, you can print the answers of the desired calculations in a neat form will a computer, and you can used preprogrammed formula on t .....
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Creative Writing: The Debut
.... The room was small and poorly lit. The captain was taking us through all kinds of stretching exercises. Everyone else was quiet, their faces reflecting concentration on the game ahead. Suddenly the coach started to announce the starting eleven. My name was announced first. The silence was punctuated by applause. I was watching to see if anyone showed concern; I did not detect any. The applause continued for every member of the starting team. The room was getting hot; beads of sweat were on all our faces. The scent of Bengues Balsam permeated the air and added to the heat, burning the eyes. Game time was fast approaching, and with .....
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Personal Writing: My Mom
.... one of her highest goals, which is to receive her Masters degree in Rehab Counseling. She continues to help out in her work force and even finds time to attend my extracurricular activities.
My mom is an outstanding woman and is the one I look up to. Most people say that they want to be like Mike, but not me. I say, “I want to be like Diane.” She inspires me to keep striving to achieve my goals. She never lets anything keep her down and always has a smile on her face that could brighten up the darkest room. Never embarrassed, she always speaks her mind. When everyone is quiet, she can break the silence with a joke that s .....
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Personal Writing: Attending College At MTSU
.... MTSU, I'm shy, and I do not talk very much in class. But after I entered MTSU, I have met people from different countries and different cultures. I have become more self-confident, and have gained higher self-esteem. I began to participate in group activities.
I'm glad that I have the chance to attend college, and my dream has came true. I feel confident about my future and I hope that people who do not decided to attend college will change their minds. It is a valuable experience to attend a college, since it's not a place that can only get you higher education. But also a place that can change one's life just like mine.
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Creative Writing: St. Valentine's Day Massacre
.... spotted a man who looked like Bugs Moran . The assassination squad got into their police uniforms and drove over to the garage in their stolen police car. Playing their part as police raiders to the hilt, McGurn's men went into the garage and found seven men, including the Gusenberg brothers who had tried to murder McGurn.
The bootleggers, caught in the act, did what they were told: they lined up against the wall obediently. The four men in police uniforms took the bootleggers' guns and opened fire with two machine guns, a sawed-off shotgun and a .45. The men slumped to the floor dead, except for Frank Gusenberg who wa .....
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Personal Writing: Applying To Indiana University
.... of my friends what colleges they are applying to, I get the response of UMASS, Michigan, Wisconsin, etc.… In return, I give them my answer of "I want to attend Indiana University. Praying that I will receive an acceptance letter by the end of the millennium, and attending college in Indiana in the fall of 2000."
Coming down Great Neck Ave. is the Indiana University Admissions office. Holding my dreams and aspirations at your fingertips, I have nothing other to possibly do, except for send this application, in reluctance of my acceptance.
I thank you for all of your time and patience and hope to hear good news from you ASAP! .....
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Personal Reflection: John F. Kennedy's Assassination
.... in front of the television, and cried. Over and over again, she watched the replay of the shooting and would cry some more. Walter Cronkite’s voice echoed throughout her modest home, repeatedly recounting the tragedy.
Two days later, her entire family gathered at her grandmother’s home for dinner. My mother refused to join them. Instead, she sat fixated to the television. It was around 12:30 noon, as she recalls, that she started screaming, “Oswald’s been shot….Lee Harvey Oswald has been shot.” Short of Gunsmoke, she had never seen anyone shot on television. Jack Ruby killed him. My mother said she had lost her appetit .....
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Personal Statement Of Academic Goals And Course Of Study
.... person who has encouraged me to become a teacher is my aunt, Joy Davis. She is the Chairperson of the Science Department and teaches advanced level science courses at Samson High School. The classes that she teaches include Advanced Chemistry, Physics, Advanced Anatomy, and Biology. Through observing her, I now see that science in the classroom can be fun. She goes the extra mile to make every student grasp the concepts being taught, while also making the class interesting. As I enter the teaching profession I will strive to be the type of teacher that also makes learning fun.
With role models like Mrs. Morgan .....
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Personal Writing: My Unforgettable Experience With Drugs
.... It was a strange feeling, like we were the only two people on earth, everything else seemed to have disappeared. I was beginning to get very paranoid, which is not good when you are doing acid. My friend thought we should go to my house because I was scared. He decided to go home because he did not want to be around when my mom got home, he was feeling a bit strange himself. I walked with him a few blocks and he told me to be careful and to stay calm.
I began to run home so I could beat my mom, who was due from work any minute. I started to hear sounds like chimes fading in and out of my head. I ran past the people on my s .....
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Creative Writing: “The Paradise Behind My Eyes”
.... I continue my walk I wonder if I am alone or if this enchanted tropical rain forest has other inhabitants. Upon thinking this I notice bright, rainbow colored tropical birds perched in the towering trees all around me. The beautiful birds were feeling the air with the sweet love songs of nature. In the near space, on the other side of the bushes I am slowly making my way through, I hear something. The sound of gentle footsteps it feet, hooves, or claws? Fearlessly, I press on, not knowing what’s ahead. I step out of the bushes and am blinded by the sudden blindness of the sun. It had deeply shaded in the forest, though it still s .....
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Personal Writing: Spring Break ‘99
.... much. How my parents would react to our situation was all I could think.
Even the poor accommodations could not put a damper on our high spirits. No sooner than we had put our bags down, we changed into our bathing suits on and were on our way to the beach. We spent what was left of the afternoon baking our bodies in the early April sun. When the sun went down it was time to go out. We spent much time delicately putting together the perfect outfit. "So, where are we going tonight?" Leigh asked, knowing the answer.
"Club La Vela," we all chimed in. Once every hair was in place and we all had a few drinks, we headed out ont .....
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