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What is the purpose of education and how students can be reformed by it from our society? Students are consistently asked what they want to do with their lives pressured to fit in and decide in this short amount of time. The real question isn’t “why” or “what” you want to do here in college but is it important to yourself. I’ve seen countless examples of peers explaining how they only go to college to make their parents proud or they don’t have a passion for their major but instead just making…

Some of the happiest moments of your mother and I lives were when we brought each one of you home from the hospital. That great feeling and joy can never be measured or really explained, you must experience it for yourself. And maybe that will occur one day for each of you. But, before that day occurs, you must be well prepared mentally, emotionally and financially fit. This led me to this transparent communication to each one of you. I write this letter because speaking directly has become…

Oblivion isn’t what scares me; it’s not the loss of my own life in which I fear it’s the loss of the lives around me. Even more than that I fear people dying before I get to tell them how much I love them. Death has always been a very emotional and personal experience for me. As a curious soul with stubborn ways death has always been hard for me to grasp and accept. I have such an overwhelming amount of compassion that it’s hard for me to cope with death. I’ve always been sensitive to death…

Breathless It’s the beginning of fall here in the Big Apple, a time of year that brings out both senses of calm and crazy. The apartment I share with my boyfriend is dark and cool, the only light is from the moon as it seeps its feathery blue rays through the curtains. My body is cocooned in the warm covers all alone as I try and keep myself warm without the usual body heat my boyfriend provides. I toss and turn before finally settling on a position and letting sleep envelope me. I don’t know…

JAYVEE B.DANCALAN BSE-4A2 Beyond Silence “My Silence is just another word for my pain”. If you’ve never been in this kind of life, I’m so sure you’ll never understand what I am feeling right now. So, if you’re just about to judge me and the way I am, I’m telling you earlier, drop this story and do not read the next statements. And to those who wears this kind of shoe, for those who’ve been through this life and for those who’s fascinated…

Memories of a Lifetime All it took was five seconds. Five short seconds to watch my life flash before my eyes. As I saw that teen lying on that stretcher, that eventually turned into her deathbed, my own life flashed before my eyes. As the nurse opened the door to take the medications needed I saw one of the most gruesome scenes in my entire life. A teen laying on a stretcher hanging on to her life with all the strength she had. She had just been in a head on collision while she was driving to…

Hi guys. I know it has been a while since I have put anything up and I am sorry for that. I was in college, I just graduated and now have more free time on my hands. There is a topic I have wanted to talk about for a while now. I am still not sure how it will go over but I want to break it down and put it out there regardless. That topic revolves around this idea of self-imposed victimization. I feel like there is no accurate way I can describe how this makes me feel, all I know is it is…

Growing up is a part of life and though some may bloom later than others everyone grows up sooner or later. In Bobbie Ann Mason’s “Shiloh,” truck driver Leroy Moffitt is badly injured and suddenly forced to stay at home with Norma Jean, his distant wife. This brings her to the realization that she is no longer happy with where she is. She displays maturation that brings her to a better place and through her drastic self improvements Mason reveals that maturing and moving on are key parts of life…

Fear. What is fear? To some fear is nothing more than an emotion that we feel whe we feel unsecure about something. To others it's a whole different story. Imagine having everything in the world that you ever wanted, and in the blink of an eye it's all gone. One can never get over the feeling of loosing someone special in they're life. To know that the person that gave you everything is no longer around to help you continue in life. This is my fear, to lose more people that mean so much to me.…

It is September 1st. School is starting really soon for me. I was discharged about a week ago but am still pretty sore. Every thing I see in the corner of my eye scares me and makes me scream, thanks to that dreadful foreboding night. I’m scared for Aiden and my unborn baby regardless on what the police officers said. Jason is still out there and can attack at any moment. The police are on high alert and constant search for him but it doesn’t help me sleep at night knowing he can still find me.…