Learn From Yesterday

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Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. All, Im sure, can relate to this message Albert Einstein

once considered. Yesterday is gone, and apparently we have learned, because I do not see any cave men or women

sitting in front of me. Today we are all living, breathing, taking in as much knowledge as we so well please. Our hearts

are still beating with passion and wonder. Tomorrow is a mystery, and we all would like to solve it before it happens,

and that is called hope. My life has been full of struggles, although I must admit, many other people have gone

through worse, but my biggest struggles are major to me, just as others are to them. While growing up as a young

child, I never had to deal with anything other than the occasional groundation, which never lasted more than a day.

The first major crime Ive heard of happened this past year, and even then my small town went ballistic. My eyes had

never seen any type of non-prescription drug before the age of nineteen. My mother and father were always working,

so my three sisters and I would be sent to my granny......

I literally eat, sleep, watch a bit of telly, go on the net and study. I sometimes try to fit in a bit of exercise once in a

while but i'm terribly unfit most of the time. I get moody sometimes, especially when my little sisters annoy me. its

very irritating. I enjoy going on the internet but sometimes i get so addicted i find myself on for hours and hours. i

believe that i have an anger problem, inherited from my dad, but the good thing is that i can control it at times. I

enjoy being at home with my family but sometimes i prefer to be outside and away for a while.

My room is ofen quite messy because i tend to immediately throw things on my bed or floor when i arrive home from

work, school or a day out with friends. I rarely hang up my clothes when i take them off and you will find socks and

other stuff lying around the floor. My bedroom wall has photographs of my sister thuy and jenny when they are young

and a school photo of angela when she was in year 12. I have a small uni calendar that i rarely use and a large simpsons

poster above all of this. One lonely and messy study table is situated near the window. Under my study table, there

are wires everywhere which causes injuries sometimes. I have one mirror table and two small mirrors on one of my

three clothes cupboard doors. At the present time, a packet of cispy M&Ms and an apple core on my study table. A

pile of books stacked on the bed is going to fall any minute. I have some coloured paper cranes hanging from the

ceiling in the four corners of my room. The television doesn't have a remote control and needs an antenna for it to

work. my curtains are currently tied up so i can get some air into the room. Having the laptop on for a few hours can

generate alot of heat in the room. right now i can see an iron lying on the table, a blue piggy bank with no money in it,

a dusty printer that probably doesnt work anymore, three pens on the floor and my little sister sleeping on the bed.

my love life is quite borng at the moment because there isnt one. I always have arguements about love and all that

crap. I find it a very interesting topic because its not easy to understand. I udnerstand that love is a very good thing

when it works out but i also know that it can be very painful as well. Like everybody, i enjoy dating and getting to

know people and stuff but i just find it very repetitive altogether. i am very happy for my friend though. She is

currently in love with someone very special and shes very lucky to have found happiness.

I totally admit that im a very unique girl., I laugh alot and laugh at practically anything and everything. I do alot of

random things but am proud of them because i think it makes me different. But i realise no matter how different i

try to be, im still classified as a typical girl. i have long hair i wear make up sometimes i like to dress up sometimes, i

get shy once in a while, go red when i stack it and am quite conscious about the way i look. But after all, i am humanand thats the way we were constructed to behave.

I Love the simpsons, mainly because it a good laugh and the ideas are so random and different, its so ridicously funny.

I can go on and on about the simpsons but i think thats just going to bore you to death considering that you also know

the simpsons very well, hopefully. Like everyone, i have friends. (thank god) However, i dont have many close friends,

only a small group of close friends that i trust and know very well.


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Im proud to say that i am learning to become a primary (elementary) school teacher. Im still asking myself why i like

teaching besides from loving young children. At this stage in my study as a teacher, i enjoy the practicals but don't

necessary enjoy the theory part of the course. I think most potential teachers are also on this path but its

frustrating me because the theory is as important as the practicals itself.

Well, im quite young i think. Just graduated high school and im in first year university now. i do enjoy university life

but prefer high school due to the work load. Uni lifestyle is fun though, the people are all very mature and

independent. its very different but this whole notion of maturity worries me because it makes me feel like i'm

growing abit too quickly.

Im quite upset and frustrated at the moment. But this is as a result of the confusion i've been encountering these

past few weeks.But thats something i have to get my mind around before i explode.. so i won't bore you with that.

Ps: If love is the answer, could you please rephrase the question?

I like reading The Economist and watching "I love the 80s." I like tennis, Fazoli's breadsticks

and writing assignments. I value honesty,

commitment, scholarship and kindness. These are hard and true facts, but there is a lot I do not know about myself. I

don't know how I feel about the death penalty, I have mixed feelings about religion, and I don't know what I think

about a cashless society. I have no stock answer to offer about a life-changing experience or a moment of

enlightenment, and it is hard for me to give a comprehensive proclamation of who I am, for my identity unfolds more

every day as my experiences grow. Since I am only 17 years old, life has a lot of unfolding to do.

I dislike saying "I am trying to find myself" because my identity is not lost, it just needs more uncovering. Luckily for

me, what I love to do and want to be helps me uncover more about myself. I want to be a writer. I may not end up a

professional writer but I will always write, even if I am the only one interested in my work, because writing is my

self-reflection.

When writing, I sometimes get worked up into such a fervor that I barely know what I am saying. I just let my

fingers fly over the keyboard and the ideas pour from my head. When I go back through the jumble of unpunctuated

ideas, I notice a theme running through the writing. I don't try to put a moral in the theme, but invariably it happens.

Evaluating the theme and the rest of the writing helps me interpret my own character and decipher my at times

bottled-up feelings. In opinion essays, my values show. In stories, the fictional characters express my beliefs.

Every day my experience and knowledge increase, and I learn more about myself. Each time I write what is in my head

as honestly as I can, another piece of the identity puzzle is revealed. Mostly, I like what is unearthed (though this

varies depending on how "teenage girl-ish" I'm feeling). I am not worried that I don't know everything about myself.

As I get older, I'll figure it out.


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I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is

authentically mine, because I alone chose it -- I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth,

my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my

fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become

intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are

aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendlyand loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out

more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given

moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out

to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I

discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be

productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. I own me, and

therefore, I can engineer me. I am me, and I am Okay.

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your

heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a

whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person,

wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day,like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats

you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a

glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-

hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

As I look back on all that's happened..growing up, growing together, changing you, changing me -- there were times

when we dreamed together, when we laughed and cried together. As I look back on those days, I realize how much I

truly miss you and how much I truly love you. The past may be gone forever..and whatever the future holds, our todays

make the memories of tomorrow. So, my lifetime friend, it is with all my heart that I send you my love, hoping that

you'll always carry my smile with you, for all we have meant to each other and for whatever the future may hold.

I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with. I miss you when

something is troubling me, because you are the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry

because i know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I

miss you most when i lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with eachother;for those were

some of the best times of my life.

When writing anything about myself, I find that I could either write a book or barely compose two lines. The

difference is the subject matter that I would be writing about. When asked to write something that I feel strongly

about dealing with issues such as abortion or affirmative action, I have little to say, due to my wavering stand on such

political issues. If the topic deals with my life philosophy, I can write a much lengthier essay. Right now, my feelings

about life can be basically summed up in one quote. The quote says, Enjoy yourself. These are the good old days

youre going to miss in the years ahead.

While this may seem like a frivolous quote to portray my life, it is who I am right now. I am nineteen years old

and a sophomore in college. That alone could halfway explain my thinking on this. College life is about staying up late

studying, learning to survive, and meeting those lifelong friends. This quote describes my life because I know that

during college it is hard to get through everything that gets thrown at you. There has been a lot that I have had to

deal with this past year and a half. I have gone through deaths of friends, heartbreak, and lack of finances. Above

all, I have tried to overcome all of this and enjoy myself. I could sit here and feel sorry for myself that I dont have

it as easy as those around me, or I could make the best of what I have and have fun.


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I have had numerous conversations with my parents, listening to them reminisce about their college days at

Central Michigan University. They talk and laugh retelling their stories of parties and miscellaneous adventures.

Listening to them talk makes me think. I know that my parents are happy with their lives and have good times now as

well. What sticks in my mind is what my mom always tells me after she retells her college stories. Basically, she

could have written the quote. My mom makes the point of telling me that my college years of freedom are numbered.

Pretty soon I will be starting my career, hopefully getting married, and being responsible for people other than

myself. It then hits me that one day I will be like my mom, sitting at the kitchen table and telling my daughter to

enjoy her youth. This is quite a reality check.

It seems like just yesterday that I was a freshman in college. I have met many people up here, all very

different. The ones that interest me the most are those that study for what seems like hours a night. As hard as

college is, I wonder if these people are enjoying any of it. I work hard to get my grades but also know that I am not

going to remember the times that I sat in my room and studied. Granted, there is a lot of studying involved with

college, but some people just dont realize that college is not just about what grades you get. When we get out of

here, our real responsibility begins. This is almost our last chance at being that kid we always were. If we dont

enjoy it now we may look back and regret the fun we missed out on.

With all that I have experienced, I now realize that I do not know what the future holds. I can venture to say

that there are many memories that I have yet to experience. I can also say that from most everyone I have talked

to, the best times of their lives were the times that I am now presently living. It is fortunate that I realize this,

knowing that many dont see it this way. Eventually they will realize that these are times they should have enjoyed

while they still could. One day I hope to be sitting with my children, reliving the great times I have experienced and

have yet to experience. Enjoy yourself. These are the good old days youre going to miss in the years ahead. I

have two more years of college left to live it up and that is what I intend to do.

I Am Someoneby Annastasia Aressia

I am someone

I walked past a dead face

even though the person was alive

I saw my eyes in the mirror

and cried at the sight

I looked at a person I didnt know

and I met a friend

I got heads to turn

when I walked past

I learned a lot about myself

when I lost a new friend

I cried every tear in my body

when I thought about love

I got hit bad

then got back in the ring


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I climbed a mountain of rocks

and saw an eagle fly over- head

I heard terrible things about myself

when no one thought I was listening

I realized I was strongwhen I didnt cry when it hurt

I found out who I was

when I was with someone else

I thought I was lost forever

when a friend found me

I held a life in my hand

and it was my own

I was a pawn in someone else's game

so I surrendered to a brook

I walked the fine line between surviving

and not wanting to survive

I still am

I am someone


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What is a Who am I essay? This, for some will be the easiest essay to write while it can be a little more complex for

others. It is an autobiographical essay that organizes and lists experiences, achievements and life lessons.

The introduction to an essay such as this should include your overall perception of yourself as the writer and ask the

question of who you really are.

There are many things that a person can add to this sort of an essay. But, if you have to formulate a short 250 word

essayyou may just want to focus on your family upbringing, goals and a few life experiences that have led you to this

point. For 1000 words essays or longer youll need to expand on these general ideas and then get deeper into these

aspects.

There are many areas that a writer can discuss when creating a Who am I essay. Lets go through various

paragraphs that should be a part of a lengthy writing project. This will help you focus on a plethora of great material

that will attract your reader and keep them interested all the way through.

The beginning section of the essay should encompass your upbringing. This is vital in the explanation of your goals,

your moral foundation and determination. This first page should not merely focus on a few vague references to your

childhood but should definitely tell your reader a few things such as:

Were your parents strict? If so, why?

Were you privileged financially, or did you have to struggle to make ends meet? Is there anything different about your family?From here, the writer should then go into details of their personality and moral foundation. It is a good idea in a Who

am I essay, to support these things with how the writer was raised and their normal family life. Experiences are

always a great way to set a scene and show your reader what life was like for you. For instance, if your normal

childhood was in a strict yet loving home you may have developed a strong moral foundation where you try to do the

right thing in all situations. Whereas, if you had a lax environment without many rules you might have developed the

do what you want mentality. It is no secret that our childhoods shape us, so this is where the writer tells the story

of why they think, feel and live the way that they do.

Next, tackle your goals and aspirations in life. Again linking them to past experiences and how you were raised is a

great way to support your reasoning and ideals. Incorporating, in this general area, the life lessons that you have

learned along the way and how these particular struggles and triumphs impacted your life will be a wonderful asset to

the essay.

All of the aforementioned aspects will build a very telling and personally unique Who am I essay. If organized

properly and filled with interesting points, your reader will enjoy it.
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