...Before I knew it I pulled up to my family's port near the race track. All around me I saw were some of the most wealthy individuals in America. They always seemed to have this angry look on their face no matter what they were doing which always troubled me. As I stepped out onto the walk towards the parking lot my mind went back to its usual high anxiety state. I began to ask myself how much money will you make today, will you lose money, will you get to greedy like last time and lose it all, will you not play your hot streaks, and will you end up angry afterwards. As I hailed a cab towards the casino and paid the driver for the 15 minute ride, I continued to think about how our society will always revolve around money, and there is nothing we can do to stop it. I always wondered what a world without money would be like, but I could not imagine a world where everyone is equally it did not seem possible. As the driver pulled up towards the front, all I see is rich people continuously trying to show off their money throw their cars and the materials they are wearing. This constant need of always having to flaunt your wealth seemed to be more puzzling to me at this moment....
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..."Welcome To My Life" Do you ever feel like breaking down? Do you ever feel out of place, Like somehow you just don't belong And no one understands you? Do you ever wanna run away? Do you lock yourself in your room With the radio on turned up so loud That no one hears you're screaming? No, you don't know what it's like When nothing feels all right You don't know what it's like To be like me To be hurt To feel lost To be left out in the dark To be kicked when you're down To feel like you've been pushed around To be on the edge of breaking down And no one's there to save you No, you don't know what it's like Welcome to my life Do you wanna be somebody else? Are you sick of feeling so left out? Are you desperate to find something more Before your life is over? Are you stuck inside a world you hate? Are you sick of everyone around? With their big fake smiles and stupid lies While deep inside you're bleeding No, you don't know what it's like When nothing feels all right You don't know what it's like To be like me To be hurt To feel lost To be left out in the dark To be kicked when you're down To feel like you've been pushed around To be on the edge of breaking down And no one's there to save you No you don't know what it's like Welcome to my life No one ever lied straight to your face And no one ever stabbed you in the back You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay Everybody always gave you what you wanted You never...
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...Do you ever feel like breaking down? Do you ever feel out of place, Like somehow you just don't belong And no one understands you? Do you ever wanna run away? Do you lock yourself in your room With the radio on turned up so loud That no one hears you're screaming? No, you don't know what it's like When nothing feels all right You don't know what it's like To be like me To be hurt To feel lost To be left out in the dark To be kicked when you're down To feel like you've been pushed around To be on the edge of breaking down And no one's there to save you No, you don't know what it's like Welcome to my life Do you wanna be somebody else? Are you sick of feeling so left out? Are you desperate to find something more Before your life is over? Are you stuck inside a world you hate? Are you sick of everyone around? With their big fake smiles and stupid lies While deep inside you're bleeding No, you don't know what it's like When nothing feels all right You don't know what it's like To be like me To be hurt To feel lost To be left out in the dark To be kicked when you're down To feel like you've been pushed around To be on the edge of breaking down And no one's there to save you No you don't know what it's like Welcome to my life No one ever lied straight to your face And no one ever stabbed you in the back You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay Everybody always gave you what you wanted You never had to work it was always...
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...Philadelphia, Pa What she does in Penn-State community: Member of Justice Association, Sigma Sigma Sigma Sorority member, ROTC Army, Student Manager for dinning commons, RAM Squad dancer. I was born and raised in an urban area; then we moved to America for better education and career for my sisters and I. My parents were not that educated but they spent all their life savings on my sister’s and I’s education. They had a dream for us to get better jobs. As for me, I went to the richest school in India and had the best education that I could have. I didn’t have any goals or dreams about what I wanted to do and what I should do to achieve them— all I knew was that I wanted to be a police officer in the future. The day I moved to America and to my new high school, I realized I needed dreams that would make my life easier and bring a better future to me. This is why I believe in Dreams. They are the most amazing things in life. We all love to dream and we all love I was born and raised in an urban area; then we moved to America for better education and career for my sisters and I. My parents were not that educated but they spent all their life savings on my sister’s and I’s education. They had a dream for us to get better jobs. As for me, I went to the richest school in India and had the best education that I could have. I didn’t have any goals or dreams about what I wanted to do and what I should do to achieve them— all I knew was that I wanted to be...
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...Death of my Sister November 24, 2012 This is my story of how one single event changed my life forever. This event changed how I express myself on an everyday basis and how I interact with others around me. Sometimes I feel so hurt and broken that I cannot even enjoy my life or my family. This one single event took all innocence away from my nephews and my children. In tragic times you normally see families come together, but this has pushed my family apart. I have lost all faith that the world we live in is good and that we can always rely on someone near us. I have lost all faith in the spirits above us. I am broken now and live in a dark place. How do you help yourself to see the light again? How do you ever enjoy life and move forward? I look back on my life and I wonder if I am being punished for feeling so much joy. I will never forget nor be happy on the Fourth of July again. The Fourth of July is about celebration and independence; little did I know this would be the worse day of my life and destroy who I am forever. It is hard to keep your health in order when you live in a state that your whole family moves away from and leave’s you and your children alone. My sister Christy lived in California with her three boys: Wyatt (four), Garrett (two) and Leo (five months). She had been dealing with depression and alcoholism for the last few years now and was seeing a doctor, but Christy’s disease was never under control. When the doctor finally figured out the correct doses...
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...their melancholy tone that expounds the hard-won wisdom of bitter life experience. The song shown as a poem really portrays the emotional imagery and the rhyme it uses. It is obvious in the title that the poem is about a funeral. Auden creates, through his images of solemn, sadness and pain, looking deeper into somebody’s pain for the loss of a loved one. The first four lines are an interesting beginning to such a poem: Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. The author uses an interesting technique to open this poem. He is telling everything to quiet down, and to listen, as the funeral proceeds to happen. End rhyme is used in all four lines, in the form of two couplets. The rhyme correlates with this poem well because it’s also a song, and it runs off the tongue nicely. The examples of things that need to be silenced, like the clocks, the barking dogs, and the telephones, are interesting things to focus on. It opens up that this funeral is a great loss, and all life must pause while the mourners come. Even when I read the first simple stanza, I feel that the tone quality is solemn, when it may not even mean to be. As the poem progresses, it keeps focusing on how the world must fall to this “funeral” mode. The point of view person of this poem is telling the world to put all its attention on this funeral. An odd thing that stood...
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...April 28, 2014 The Secret Life of Walter Mitty is a quirky tale about a man that seemingly is growing bored with the same routine activities that occupy his daily life. In order for him to deal with his frustration, he frequently drifts off into a fantasy sometimes unbeknownst to his wife and sometimes he isn’t aware because he is simply going through the motions of doing the same thing he has every day for years. What makes this story captivating for me was the connection I was able to make personally with the main character, Walter Mitty. There have been numerous times throughout my life I found myself bored with the routine day to day actions and would drift off into a daydream imagining myself in a different era or setting acting out some alter-ego I manifested with my head. Right away the urgency as the Commander yelling commands to his Lieutenant as they are obviously in the heat of battle. Instantly I was drawn into Walter’s Dreamscape imagining the scenario unfolding with my imagination. Even though in that respect are some dramatic themes to set the tone of a more severe nature, we are promptly taken back to reality where he sees himself being called down for having yet another reoccurring fantasy by his seemingly nagging wife who has become rather tired of his lack of control when it comes to letting himself drift away. The vivid metaphors help let everything unfold showing that his daydreams are a stark contrast from his real life. At first I didn’t know how...
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...within the second half of the text because when Jake said this he was implying that everything that happens in life either good or bad must be paid for, even things that don’t carry a price tag such as friendship. Furthermore, when analyzing in depth, the meaning behind the quote is that we often must pay for what happens. Similar to Newton’s law, every action there is a counter reaction. Not only does Newton’s law apply to physics but it also applies to our everyday actions. I agree with this statement as in my life whenever something good occurs it is either that I had done a good deed or I end up doing a good dead. Some would call this good karma. After spending several weeks of reading all 251 pages enriched...
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...loneliness, depression and the feel of being freed from false belief. The first effect is being alone when you feel that you are without that person. In spite of all the faults the person had, you know you miss them. They as a result, were like a best friend to you, and now they are gone you feel all alone. It is human nature to feel a great lost when a friend leaves you. When you have that friend, you feel safe, and comforted but when they leave you feel isolated from the world itself. In a way, they were your only means of companionship, and since you lost them, you conclude that you yourself are now in seclusion from the outside world; hence, this world is no longer a concern to you. As you are now alone, there is nothing to go back to in the world. This effect is initiated by the sensation of longing for them. You intensely miss them, and the cause of them being gone makes you feel abandoned because you are not with them. The loneliness effect is an expression that is felt through your heart, which is where your emotions lie; therefore, you know the significance of the person and what bond you have developed with them. My friend Dave, for example, broke up with his girlfriend afterwards; he felt tremendous agony when she left for Seneca in the fall because he still had feelings for her. As a result, to the break up he never really valued what he had with her until she left. He realized that he loved her and he felt as if he had lost a part of himself. He had a...
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...isn’t responding.” “She must be upstairs listening to music.” Music to me is almost like a third language. It not only provides insight but it allows me to feel as if I’m in another world. Music comes in many forms from rap, r&b, rock, pop, and many more but nothing speaks to me more than the power of trance. Trance is a genre of music that alters a mix of electric dance and repeated lyrics and beats. Throughout my school years I managed to have many friends but ones who weren’t really setting me up for a good future. I would do things, such as homework and studies, at my own pace and school wasn’t my first priority. It was fall of 2009, when my cousin Jay, introduced me to the world of trance. I remember that very first song he had me listen to called “On a good day” by Oceanlab. After hearing it several times I almost felt as if I were able to escape from the world I was living and came to realize that it was almost my little piece of heaven. Trance makes me so relaxed and motivated when I listen to it. It was almost like a friend to me because the lyrics that came along with it were more insightful than the words that came out of my friend’s mouths I hung out with. At that point in my life I moved away from friends and moved in a better direction. Sports have been a huge part of my life. I played soccer and volleyball all throughout high school and I remember specifically these words from my volleyball coach Maggie Porada, “ We can tell you what to do and how to play but...
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...Composition 1 December 10, 2015 My Addiction, My Recovery "It can never happen to me" I thought, as I watched my father drink himself into oblivion and smoke his drugs, from sunrise, to sunset, and sometimes, for days, even weeks with no break in between. When he left, I remember feeling relieved, even at the early age of two. He was in and out of my life, just as often as he was in and out of rehabiliation centers for the chemically addicted. I didn't mind, I didn't have to watch him slowly kill himself, and hurt my mother, brother and I in the process. I never wanted to be like either one of my parents, both addicts with two different choices of poisons, I told myself every single day that would never be me. Me risk losing it all, my family, my friends, my health, everything in the world that means anything to me at all? "Never" is what I told myself, every time I thought of my father, or looked at my mother. That wasn't what I wanted for my life, I wanted a good life, full of happiness and ambition, surrounded by those I love, and I would never settle for less. My parent's and their lifestyle were things I looked to for motivation to stay focused, and on the right track. Boy, did that ever backfire! My brother and I are three years apart in age, he is older, but not by much when it comes to mentality. One night, after a long night of work, I was 15 and already had dropped out of school, I walked into my brothers room and found him at...
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...the poet W.B. Yeats had a hand in editing and publishing it! GITANJALI 1 Thou hast made me endless, such is thy pleasure. This frail vessel thou emptiest again and again, and fillest it ever with fresh life. This little flute of a reed thou hast carried over hills and dales, and hast breathed through it melodies eternally new. At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable. Thy infinite gifts come to me only on these very small hands of mine. Ages pass, and still thou pourest, and still there is room to fill. 2 When thou commandest me to sing it seems that my heart would break with pride; and I look to thy face, and tears come to my eyes. All that is harsh and dissonant in my life melts into one sweet harmony---and my adoration spreads wings like a glad bird on its flight across the sea. I know thou takest pleasure in my singing. I know that only as a singer I come before thy presence. I touch by the edge of the far-spreading wing of my song thy feet which I could never aspire to reach. Drunk with the joy of singing I forget myself and call thee friend who art my lord. Page 1 3 I know not how thou singest, my master! I ever listen in silent amazement. The light of thy music illumines the world. The life breath of thy music runs...
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...Lost and Found I remember reading something that said “The value of friendship is seldom known until it is lost". Wow! That statement is so true; I feel it in my gut. When you have someone in your life you just expect them to be there forever. That is not often the case, people and things have a way of disappearing. You must remember to treasure the good times because you can never get those times back. I am personally talking about pets, but it could be for anyone. I was just thinking about my dog that I have lost; it hurt so bad I felt like I would never recover. You may feel empty and so depleted of emotion but then something comes into your life that makes you light up. It happened to me and I hope it happens for everyone else who has faced a loss of some kind. About six years ago I had a beautiful dog named Bear; he was very furry and had the cutest squirrel like tail. I loved him tremendously; he was my playmate, and my best friend. Unfortunately Bear was an older dog and passed away over night which still shocked my whole family because he played like a puppy the night before I went to sleep. I was so devastated and could not stop crying, I told my mom through streaming tears that I never want another dog again. I was so distraught that I actually thought I would never again be able to love another dog. After a few months of grieving the loss of my wonderful dog Bear, I asked my mom if we could get another. I was shocked I felt this way but was pretty...
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...LIFE As a parent, I believed that my son would outlive me and have sons and daughters of his own, so we could grow old watching them have families of their own, because that was the way of life. I had hopes and dreams for my son. When he died, it completely destroyed my world and left so many unanswered questions. I was completely lost and bereaved. Rebuilding my life and becoming one of the living again has been a long, hard struggle. The death of my son changed my life and me as a person forever. My son chose to end his life on October 3rd 2008. He was only 29 years old. Nothing in my life prepared me for his death. My world ended and everything that I have known in life was shattered. Life as I knew it had changed forever. I couldn’t think or feel anything other than for the pain that was in my heart. My family and my friends worried for me and wanted me to come and stay with them. How could I go and stay with anyone, when I was like a zombie or the living dead. The days did not mean anything to me anymore. Everything I did was like a robot on autopilot. I ate because someone put food in front me and slept when my mind was so exhausted I had to sleep. I knew I had to try to get back into life and live again and rediscover myself as a person. I knew that was what my son would have wanted me to do. I was a completely different person when my son was alive. I loved life, laughed a lot and was happy. I greeted everyday as an adventure and with joy in my...
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...Young and Middle Adulthood Transitions Interview 1 For my first interview I decided to interview myself. I am 35 years old with dark curly hair, hazel green eyes and fair skin. My face is round and symmetrical. I am confident in my own skin and I have an outgoing social personality. I enjoy adventures but get antsy easily. I know how to work a room and engage an audience. I have been in banking for 18 years and recently took on a manger position. In reference to the 5 factor model (Craig and Dunn 2013, p 437) I am still a little emotionally unstable. I am moody at times with a bit of sensitivity, yet I can be relaxed in certain situations and feel emotionally stable. I am very much an extravert who likes to talk and socialize. I have always been open to new things with a wild and creative imagination. I think of myself as warm, friendly, king and sympathetic; I have always been able to sense the emotions of those around me. I am also very dependable, someone who can be counted on in times of need. In regards to Erikson’s stages of development (Craig and Dunn 2013, p 417) I feel I have so much more to contribute to the world. I feel I have spent enough time in self-absorption and need to have more generativity. When I hit my 30’s it really hit me how much more I could do to add value in this world. I started to question my career goals and life aspirations, looking back at what I’ve done and thinking about all the things I could do in the future. Looking...
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