Before I came to college, their were so many different thoughts running through my head. Some thoughts about college were good and some were bad. It seemed like all the bad thoughts were really just me getting nervous about going to college. Before getting to college the good thoughts seemed to overtake all the bad thoughts.
It was about one month before school started. I had already moved into my apartment and was staying by myself. I was so bored, just sitting around my apartment with nothing to do. I thought that I wasn't going to have a great experience with college, but I waited for school to start to see if anything would change.
The first day of school was hectic. It seemed as though I was the only one who had trouble finding their classes. I looked like a chicken with my head cut off that day trying to find my classes. I expected the first day of college to be hectic, but it seemed the only real problem I had was finding my classes. The first day of college felt like the first day of high school in a way, but trying to find your classes in a much bigger area.
The bad thoughts I had of college were, being far away from my parents and not knowing who to turn to for help, having to make sure I go to my classes and turning my homework in on time. Those bad thoughts are thoughts that every student should have before coming to college. These thoughts are not really bad thoughts, but nervous feelings about college.
The good thoughts I had about college were, partying, staying up late, getting a good education and other things that we just won't talk about. I think that everyone has these good thoughts before coming to college. Even though I had all these great thoughts of partying and staying up late, I realize that there is always going to be a time to party. But when the work needs to get done you need to be responsible enough to get that work done instead of going out to party.
They discovered that an area of the brain known as Broca's area, which is the part of the brain known to be involved in speech production, expe! ... This means that people who are hallucinating are probably not hearing the voices of others, but are listening to their own thoughts or their won voices and cannot recognize the difference....
When I was little and was in a tantrum, I started screaming and crying. ... I had always had a problem with blurting out every thought that passed through my mind. ... I*ve also told them to seriously think before just blurting out something because what is said has a bigger impact than what they think. ... She has taught me that with the skills I was given at birth, that I should do for my species what I am capable of doing. ... Since ER Physician are welcome just about anywhere, I don*t think I will have a problem getting a job when I change locations. ...
What do I know? ... Thus these descriptions must not be overlooked, for a closer discussion is required before I can be sure that what I have stated is completely true. ... He says that "whatever can be thought of is an idea in the mind of the person thinking of it; therefore nothing can be thought of except ideas in the minds; therefore anything else is inconceivable, and what is inconceivable cannot exist (like matter). " But before moving on what has been discovered so far must be evaluated. ... What I directly see and feel is merely the appearance which I believe to be a sign...
Never would I have thought doing so many activities would be an issue. My parents thought it would be great for me to get a job, even I thought it would be great considering I did need money to pay for school and certain bills. But now, after a few months of working as a pharmacy technician I realize that it would be harder than I thought. ... What will I need to do to be so exhausted all the time? ... My parents knew that I hated doing the dishes because I thought the dirty dish water was nasty. ...
What Did I learn? ... "Who Am I - What Am I" was very interesting in that scientists don't know the exact answer, so it was fun for me to think of different ways I thought the mind and body interact and how they are two extremely different things. The one question that blew me away when I actually thought deeply of my answer was, "Is There a God." ... I have thought about this question before, but not in regards of making me happy. ... I also found supporting answers to what I believe such as, why I believe in God and why do I do the right thing most of the time. ...
Marriage and what I Expected The television paints the perfect picture, of how Cinderella met her prince charming and lived happily ever after. But, what they didn't show is their life together and what it took to live happily ever after. ... It is a sacred union, to give all, to be devoted, to share life equally with that special someone, or so that's what I expected. ... I thought and still think it is an equal partnership of all responsibilities. ... I wasn't going to try! ...
My mother has taught me to never take things for granted, she's always told me "Look at the people behind you", meaning that there are people who wish just to have half of what I have. ... Therefore I stand up for what I believe in, no matter the consequences. ... The group and I left the club at 3am, and I thought we were going home, but we went to one of the guy's house instead. ... Finally at 5am, the guys took me and my friends home, I didn't know what to do, because I was worried someone would have already noticed I was gone. ... Parents don't tell you what you should...
I hate that I can" let go of the past. ... I know it's impossible to turn back time but sometimes I wish I could. ... I have to accept the fact that it's impossible to always get what I want. ... I hate that every night, this being my first summer home, I thought about what my camp friends were doing in Pennsylvania while I was home in East Meadow. ... I hate knowing that last summer was my last summer at Camp Poyntelle Lewis Village but you can't always have what you want. ...
I asked her if I could put on my bathing suit and run through it with my friends. ... To this day I do not know what compelled me to disobey my mother. Maybe it was my friends" persistence, but more than likely, I just thought I could have a little fun, and sneak back in the house without my mother ever knowing. ... When she calmly asked me how I had gotten wet, I did not know what to say. ... By that time I did not know what to say, so I told her the bed got me wet. ...