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On the 16th of August at 9:30 A.M., I had my final mock interview with Mrs. Nancy Ramirez. It was scheduled a week prior at a time I chose myself. The purpose for the mock interview was to help our interviewing skills for the actual interview when we graduate from South Texas Vo-Tech. In all honesty, the final mock interview was fantastic. Mrs. Nancy Ramirez was very professional during this entire interview and also was dressed very professional like an office manager would be dressed. For a…

where I am and regardless of how much I try stand out I just can’t stop blending in. As a member of generation that was raised with technology that makes communicating as easy as a tapping a screen or clicking button it is hard to not find it a little bit ironic, nevertheless I remain invisible. I am a very introspective person, consequently, I overthink a lot about what everyone around me might think of me, what they’ll say before they even speak, and how they might judge me at any waking…

yelled, Bernie finally got up. I was downstairs waiting on my grandma. I like her a lot more than them. She understands me and try to see things from my view. My dad just yells at me for everything I do. After my grandma got to my dad’s house a little bit later. We decided to take…

I think that my dorm room is a representation of my front-stage behavior. This is the case because although it is my room, I share it with a friend, and although it is our room, we often have other people in it with us. Dorm rooms are a space in which friends can gather for a party, to study together, or even to watch this week’s episode of Grey’s Anatomy. It is more of a public space than a private space in which I can be alone. I keep my dorm room in a manner in which I would publically…

The Ransom of Little Lola Lola was just playing outside a mile away from her house in the woods by this pond, singing and humming to Shower by Becky G her favorite song. You could hear the birds chirping, the wind screaming, all the animals talking, and Lola singing her song. Then all of a sudden she stopped singing, she only saw black, and could barely breath. All you could hear is her breathing heavily, the rest of the woods where total silence. For a second she thought she had passed out but…

to rest. My legs are tired from walking in the high snow and I can't feel my hands anymore.” Aldrich trys to placate Danny: “ See, over there is a little cabin and I cann see lights in the windows. Lets go over there and ask if we can rest a little bit.” They knock at the door and a lady of middle age opens the door. “Hey, how can I help you?”, does she ask in a decorous manner. Aldrich says:” I think we went the wrong way and we need to…

for a fact is that my grandmother is perfect. My grandmother is perfect in every way; the way she dresses, the way she moves, the way she behaves, the way she speaks, etcetera. Sometimes, I just think that it could be great, if I could be a little bit of what she is. Her great personality is full of other amazing qualities. I’m going to start by describing the way my grandma looks like. At first sight, if one doesn’t know her like I do, they would say she always wears oldies clothes, bright…

actual barrier or something for Sal to hide behind, or in scene four I would have enjoyed if a few of the characters would have smiled a little less. Although scene five was very well done, I would have liked it if the other prisoner had tried a little bit to keep Curzon’s hat, before letting Sal have it. Although I enjoyed this production, those are just the few things that I would change. The Red Hat Crew did an amazing job at turning a book into a play, and for the most part, it was very well…

This semester was a challenge. I started college courses for the first time this year and I picked up three of them to start off with. It was pretty difficult balancing three college courses and soccer. I worked hard everyday to keep my grades up, and it payed off. I’ve only had one B in my whole life, and it shouldn’t have been. I hold myself to high standards and get upset when I don’t reach them. Being so hard on myself made everything an even greater dispute. It was difficult, but I achieved…

Two Leaves, One Gone You know, I tried. I really did. As I sit here, a hole in my heart, (literally and figuratively) I wonder what I did any of this for, why this came to be. Sorry, my name’s King. I get distracted easily. I am your average but not average high schooler. Not to brag, but I’m kind of a genius. I’m a senior at 16, and had a fairly nice life. I had my loving mother, but my father had died two months ago to cancer, and it was hard carrying on. My little sister in particular, had…