December 2002

Vincent James is an eighteen-year-old Caucasian male who has been referred to me because of reported social anxiety. Vincent is single, recently graduated from high school, and is living with his grandmother. He does not have a job, or a driver’s license, and is concerned about his future, as he wants to transition into adulthood, but cannot bring himself to do the things that he wants to do, in order to have the things he wants. Vincent’s parents are divorced, and living on opposite sides of…

1:27 AM - I wake up grab a pen and paper, I turn on the lights and start writing every detail, and every emotion, where I was and what happened. 1:32 AM - done. Lights off. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. 5:31 AM - a ray of light attacks my eyes, it's quiet just one bird probably half a house away. 8:00 AM – I arrive at my company and sit down at my desk, perfect , everything is in order. I look around people are just beginning to arrive. Bad business “Hey Sheldo” – Said Jessica…

Home is where the family gathers for a good time. Home is where students return from school for a good cooked meal. “Home is where my heart lies and where I want to be”, my mother would often say to me when she thinks about Jamaica. How she longs to return home. Home is defined as a place where someone permanently lives. So where is your home? Is home where you currently live or is it the place where your memories always bring you back to and where your heart yearns to return? Even though a…

Though Blur’s Parklife is critically acclaimed, the album is honestly just general Britpop, and it's really nothing special. Not only does it draw most of its sounds from the likes of David Bowie and the Beatles, the overall sound of the album really didn't have any cohesion. Instead of the album having one similar tone that flows throughout, or two tones with a transition in the middle that actually makes sense, Parklife is just a collection of songs that would probably sound better together if…

B.A.S.E. jumping is in some measure considered a “sport” that allows individuals to parachute from buildings, antennas, span, and Earth. B.A.S.E jumping was first invented by Carl Boenish, a professional skydiver and cinematographer. Boenish was the first to parachute from Yosemite Valley/El Capitan, in California in the year 1978; he had an interest in capturing his jumps through the camera for him and others to enjoy. Boenish simply created the sport for rejuvenation purposes and to set his…

What the legacy of Marcos A. Fontes is, is what i would have to say is Something that 's going to be great and will be great. As of today I am known as just a Normal teenager, the person who has grown up into a family restaurant business, Someone who grew up with a little brother with special needs. Some people view me as just a normal football player, a student with pretty close to great grades. Although in reality the legacy that i have brought to my own mind as a person the person who i am…

People go around the world influencing each other lives positivity and negativity all the time. Throughout my nineteen years. I have met many people who have influenced me. One person though really stands out. No this person isn’t my mom or dad. Which they both are really important and have influenced me in so many ways, I can’t even thank them enough for everything. I have decided to write about somebody who has always been there to keep me on track and pushing me to do better. He has been my…

Never Give Up on Your Dreams Loud cheers, big rounds of applause that can be heard from the entire continent, and people throwing flowers my way as they shout my name. The echo bounced from wall to wall waking everything in its presence. Bright lights shining upon me, bringing everything to life. Ever since I was a little girl, acting has always been a passion of mine. My life consisted of being on and off the stage. At the age of eight, I performed in my first show. The show was portrayed…

During “cocoon therapy,” I was in an isolated state separated from the world. It was at this time when my emotions were poured onto a canvas. Every joy seemed to be taken away from me. Reading, television, football, music, school, everything disappeared in blink of an eye. The pain kept hurting every day. No matter the time, it wasn’t getting any better. I wore sunglasses all the time to prevent headaches but also to shield my emotions from others. Appointment after appointment results weren’t…

Dear Luke, Calum, Michael, and Ashton (AKA 5 seconds of summer), This letter is something I wish I could say to you. But knowing myself, I know I probably won’t ever get the chance. It 's going to end up being a pretty long letter, so bear with me. Before I found out about you guys, I had never cared that much about music. I understood the effort it took to produce it, but I rarely listened to it. The times I did listen to it was usually when I was in the car, or there was nothing better to do.…