Clock face

turn in bed and glimpse down at the luminous phone in my pitch black bedroom. While picking my phone up, I see that Tristan messaged me and said "Get up! I'll be there in 5 minutes to pick you up! The waves are firing!", I instantly look towards the clock to see that I overslept. I immediately fling myself out of bed and rush into my still dark bathroom as I quickly brush my teeth and put my bathing suit on. I run over to the window to see if Tristan is here yet, but I can't focus on anything…

I WOKE UP ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE BED THIS MORNING. I stretched my hand out in search of Soraya’s warm touch, but found chilling sheets. I turn my head to find an empty bed. I look over at the clock on my bedside table--three thirty a.m.. Where was she? She didn’t have to get ready for school until five. I swung my feet over the side of the bed and prepared myself for the stinging feeling of the cold hardwood floor against my bare feet. I then remembered the soft slippers Sohrab got me for my…

and I used to go on. No matter what, there was always the guarantee of listening to at least three Coldplay albums over the duration of the car ride. With that being said, “Clocks” is one of my all-time favorite Coldplay songs. THe lyric that always speaks to me is, “ Confusion never stops, closing walls and ticking clocks. Gonna come back and take you home, I could not stop that you now know, singing…” (Coldplay, 2002), because it exemplifies how my time with my family and friends is quickly…

I woke to the sound of my alarm clock going off, “Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep.” It was 7:00 in the morning; the usual time I get up to go to school, but like usual I slam on the snooze button and sleep for another five minutes. After hitting the snooze button three times I finally got up. Today is the day, our first doubleheader of the season is against Rockford. The coach is starting me at left field and it is my first game ever starting in high school game. I’m a Sophomore at Atwood High School; my…

Vallario’s class he showed the students how to draw a face. He explained it in four steps and as he was explaining it he was drawing the face strep by step on the board. He tells the students to follow the steps along with him. First they draw an oval outline that tapers down at the bottom. They do this because heads are never drawn circular; they…

(179). Burdick clearly tells the readers that there will be students who will need a face to face interaction with fellow students or instructors on campus in order to get a higher quality of education. In this kind of environment, students have access to various learning needs: they have their instructors, their classmates, tutors, librarians, and other people that can help them with their education. Face to face interactions can also provide instant answers to a question given by the…

up in life because I feel that speech is so important not only to my career but just to build good relationships with the people in the world around you. I think many people in my generation have lost the basic skill to communicate effectively face to face and I would like to really work on my communication skills away from technology to help me in school, work and in life…

I remember my freshman year in college. I completed an assignment and when the paper was returned there was the grade standing in my face...Capitalized, Bold in Red. I made a C. I called my Uncle Sonny and I cried. The funny thing is he was not sympathetic to me what so ever. This guy, my uncle on the other end of the phone, with his baritone voice, aggressively said, "Welcome to the World baby girl... 'Ain 't it Shit. '" I never saw the world of education the same any more after that day. I…

It was nearly a 100 degrees and all I could think was the cold ocean wind breezing past my face back at home. But I soon realized this was insignificant compared to experience that would soon come. The program had many challenges we had to face. But one of which impacted me the most, was known as “living like a local day”. A couple weeks into the program a group of seventeen people and I were given the challenge to…

in its final round; long after her energy to carry on had abandoned her. Margaux endured “””, not because she hoped to recover, but because she was afraid of what would become of Tom. That was Margaux. All the while staring death directly in the face, the only thing she feared was what would become of her Thomas. The moribund status of Margaux left Tom in a position only to watch and offer his comfort. As the cancer continued to spread through her brain, Tom tried to maintain composure but…