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    drive me there. Biking was the only form of transportation I had left. It quickly became a way to forget the sad reality that awaited me at home. Although at first, this newfound independence was strange, it eventually felt liberating.…

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    The final exam for modern 1 this semester allowed me to look at myself in a different light. Throughout the semester I have been working on memorizing choreography for myself rather than relying my peers to memorize the choreography for me. This combination allowed for me to strengthen this specific semester goal, while also allowing me to perform this piece as a solo. This paper will focus on what I saw in myself during the video exam. It will also reflect on how I was feeling while performing…

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    Four Stages Of Forgiveness

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    needed to forgive myself for comparing myself, I did not give myself the value that I deserve,…

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    My Public Speaking Report

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    I consider myself to be a poor public speaker based on my past public speaking experiences. From freezing up when reciting a poem in front of a huge crowd during an assembly to messing up on the Pledge of Allegiance during the Memorial Day ceremony, I have a lot to learn. 
 One thing that I need to keep in mind is to be concerned with information honesty. There were numerous times when I didn 't tell my audience the truth or even dragged on a speech because I didn 't research the topic…

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    Life Of Prosopagnosia

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    the cafe’s dusty window that was definitely far overdue a clean. Most people would find my life rather tedious, however, I tend to enjoy being alone and having no need to interact with the world. While waiting for my first coffee of many, I occupy myself by watching all the passing strangers on the increasingly busy streets of New York-wondering what they are doing, where they are going and imagining what their lives are like-while writing stories for my blog and once again, wishing…

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    not ready or able to deal with something. Unprepared is the best word that describes my hockey tryouts. I received many warnings that I choose to ignore. When the time came I knew what the outcome would be. I also knew I couldn’t blame anyone but myself. It started in line to go talk to the coach. Soon the moment would come that would determine if I made varsity or not. A girl and I exchanged nervous glances. As one girl came out the next would go in. The girls kept straight faces coming out…

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    Now, I don 't know what it is to feel. I dont know what it means to be there for someone and mean it. No one ever has been for me. I’m not sure it would even be worth it, to care for someone unconditionally. What is it like? To trust? I haven 't trusted in a while. No one has given me a reason to. All they do is spread their lies, their rumors. They say they will stay, but don 't fight when I ultimately push them away. Why? Why am I not good enough? I give my all, yet feel it 's for nothing.…

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    Before I graduated from high school, I had a five year plan all thought out for myself. FIrst, I would attend SUNY Albany and obtain a degree in business. Then, I would attend a cosmetology school, get the 1,000 hours needed to take my state board exams, take those exams and get my cosmetology license. All of this would eventually lead to opening my own salon in the future. About a month before my graduation, my mom, 37 at the time, was rushed to the hospital. She had a stroke in the middle of…

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    I feel frustrated when: I often forget things and that frustrates me. I can forget names extremely fast as well as homework. I have stayed up very late sometimes because I forget my work and I wake up at three in the morning because I remembered too late. I even forget when others ask me for any sort of favor. When it comes to names of people, places, or events, I always fail. No matter who the person is, I have to know them for a long time before I get their names correct. When I’m driving and…

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    music helps me breathe. I love being able to put a song on and change my mood instantly. It is the best way to recover or forget about my difficulties. Psychologically,…

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