Cause Essay

It was a really hot day and I was sitting in a class that I hated, English. My teacher wouldn’t open the door or the windows to allow any air come in and I thought I was going to pass out and die. She wasn’t the best teacher I have had and as a matter of fact throughout my whole high school experience many of the teachers were like this exact same one. I didn’t want to be in school any longer than I had to be. The last thing that would even think about entering my mind would be if I wanted to continue my education any further. After I decided it would be best for me to continue I had to decide what school I would want to go to and what I am going to go there for. I didn’t want to talk about this to anyone because I have hated school ever since I was a wee one. I think teenagers of today think college is a huge party and they can have more sex compared to high school. Kids go on to college because they are pressured way too much from family and friends, they don’t think they would ever be offered an ok job without that piece of paper and finally the wonderful frat parties that they can attend.

While in high school, a junior to be exact, that is the time that students begin to think if they are ever going to go to college. They wonder where they are going, what they are going to go for and when they will go. While thinking about all of this they often think "gee, I should talk about this to someone that has more knowledge about this." When I was confronted for the first time by a fellow student I didn't know what to say, I had not thought about it at all, I was dumbfounded. I knew that was the flag that went up in my head to tell me to get some information. So most of the time students will go to their parents, counselor or even friends. When they talk to anyone about if they are going to go to college the answer is likely to be "you need to go to college right after highschool or else you will never go back and you will regret it for the rest of your life." That is what I heard when I went to talk to anyone. My bestfriend told me that we should go to school together and look here I am, in college with my best friend. We are no longer taking any classes together but we are both going to the same college just to be there for eachother.

Getting a job right after you graduate from highschool is hard. If you expect to get a job that is decent enough for you to pay for a "pad" you aren't going to find one. Even the job I am currently working at is hiring people that are getting an education because they think that later on in life they can come back to me for help, because I worked for them. No I don't think this is completely fair to me but what do I care? My mom was just turned down a job because she doesn't have that piece of paper, even though she had been doing that job for over 3 years they wouldn't pay her for it because of that little peice of paper that means everything to people now. It is virtually impossible to get a nice job without going to college.

"College", hearing that word for the first time in my life, it didn't mean all that much to me. I didn't really care to hear about it because to me it meant going to college for another two to four years after you have been going for the last 13 years. As I grew older I began to think that it wasn't going to be that bad because I would be able to get away from home, meet new people and PARTY! When I had to think about my future I had to think about if I was going to take it serious or would I be the life of the party? I had to figure out how I wanted to take on college. This would be a way for me to delay my time of "having to grow up," as my parents would say. I thought college was going to be a blast and I wouldn't remember much of it. Well I was wrong but I had to learn that that hard way.

Now that I am finally in college and I am looking back to see where I was two years ago I always think to myself I would have gone to college even if I didn't want to. My essay proved to be true. I would have gone to college not becuase of peer pressure but mainly because I would be afraid that I wouldn't get a decent job later on in life. One reason why I am currently in college is because I am afraid to grow up. I don't want to get out of school and then have to find something to do with myself all the time. That would mean I would have to work and find a place to live. Going to college is something that is going to go through every ones head from now until they actually do it.

Writing the cause essay...

While writing the cause essay, I didn't particularly enjoy it. But it was something that had to be done. As I stated in another previous post I am not one that loves to write. I didn't mind looking at other peoples blogs to see what they were writing about. It kind of helped me get through it easier. Now that it is finally over I feel better, knowing that I have that behind me and a ton of new assignments ahead of me to look forward to.

Outro To Cause Essay

Now that I am finally in college and I am looking back to see where I was two years ago I always think to myself I would have gone to college even if I didn't want to. My essay proved to be true. I would have gone to college not becuase of peer pressure but mainly because I would be afraid that I wouldn't get a decent job later on in life. One reason why I am currently in college is because I am afraid to grow up. I don't want to get out of school and then have to find something to do with myself all the time. That would mean I would have to work and find a place to live. Going to college is something that is going to go through every ones head from now until they actually do it.

Reaction to other blogs

As I was reading through the list of blogs that you sent us I decided to go on: nick tedford,roullette, twila hills and amy paines blog. They were all very unique. I haven't yet been on any other blogs before this and I never thought that they would all be so different. For example I went on the first two because I didn't know them and I should check them out. I went on Twila's because I went to high school with her and she is now dating one of my friends. The Amy Paine blog sounded like someone I know but I can't remember if I really do know her. I think I may go on other blogs just to make myself feel better about this class and read examples of their work before I do mine.

Sample I-Search

After I read the I-search I thought that they are very well written and I liked the way they are set up. I don't know how my I-search is going to turn out and if it is even going to be this good. I like the way they are set up, because it makes it easier to write, or by the looks of it anyways.
The I-search doesn't look as bad as it sounded a few weeks ago. Now I am starting to feel better about this course and that I may get the chance to pass it with an ok grade.

Intro to cause essay #2

It was a really hot day and I was sitting in a class that I hated, English. My teacher wouldn’t open the door or the windows to allow any air come in and I thought I was going to pass out and die. She wasn’t the best teacher I have had and as a matter of fact throughout my whole high school experience many of the teachers were like this exact same one. I didn’t want to be in school any longer than I had to be. The last thing that would even think about entering my mind would be if I wanted to continue my education any further. After I decided it would be best for me to continue I had to decide what school I would want to go to and what I am going to go there for. I didn’t want to talk about this to anyone because I have hated school ever since I was a wee one. I think teenagers of today think college is a huge party and they can have more sex compared to high school. Kids go on to college because they are pressured way too much from family and friends, they don’t think they would ever be offered an ok job without that piece of paper and finally the wonderful frat parties that they can attend.

Intro to Cause Essay #1

When you are in high school and you are a senior ready to get out of school everyone is faced with the same question over and over again, I am sure you have been asked or heard someone ask where are you going to school next year? I hated to hear that question over and over again, I am sure you have heard that at some point in your life. While getting the time to think about what I was going to do with my life I came across this school. I had to go to a cheaper school because I am the one that was going to pay for it. I didn’t want to think about the really nice schools because I knew I would fall in love with them and then my dreams would be shattered because I would have a loan that I would be paying for the next 20 years. Now that I am here at this school I don’t really mind, because I am getting a good education for half the price when I would have gone elsewhere and I will be done in anther year. I often wonder why some people even bother with going to college because they say after they have graduated that they aren't ever going to use their degree. I think people go on to college because they are pressured by parents and peers, they don't think they will ever be able to get a good job with a high school diploma and finally because they think they aren't ready to go out into the real world and college will delay their time before growing up.

My best friends wedding

About eight months ago, my best friend told me that she was engaged and that they don't plan on having a wedding until 2007 at least, but that is because of their young age and not being ready to get married right away. Which I completely understand because they are only 19 and 20!
Well I am so excited for her and I want her to get married now, but I don't think that things need to be rushed (I just like weddings). I have been bothering her about going to look at dresses. She is kind of tom boyish and she doesn't even care about wearing a dress at all. She would be fine going to her wedding in jeans and a t-shirt. So after me begging her to go shopping she finally gave in. Two weeks ago, last Friday we went to all of the bridal shops in Bangor and we started trying on all of the pretty dresses and pretended we both are getting married. She finally found the dress of her dreams when we got to the second place. She walked out of the dressing room and you could tell by the look on her face that she was in love with the dress. She was so pretty and she isn't the type you call "pretty" she doesn't like it anyways. She looked like a princess. I was so excited, I wanted her to get the dress right then and there but she didn't have the money to get it. I was so excited, I have never been so happier in my whole entire time of knowing her.
Now since she had gone dress shopping, I think it really has hit her now that she is getting married and this is the real thing. She doesn't think she is going to change the date of the wedding but when it comes I think I am going to be very jealous of her, even though I have a wonderful boyfriend that is going to marry me someday.

Getting the nerve..

When i was 15, almost 16, I had to get the nerve to call the boy that I've had a secret crush on for a few months. It was really hard for me to do it but when I finally got the nerve to do it my phone was ringing and I didn't have to worry for a few more minutes. I answered the phone and to my surprise it was him, Brendan. I was so excited because then I thought to myself "maybe I have a chance with him now that I know he kinda likes me even as a friend." Even though he was calling me to get my best friends phone number I don't care because he called me. Things could change and you never knew where things go. Well needless to say he and my best friend didn't really work out, actually they never even dated but from that day on my life had changed. I can remember that day just like it was yesterday and now it has been almost four years since. He and I are together and we are the happiest couple around (well that is what is in my mind and that is what I would like to think). We rarely ever fight, and we still enjoy eachothers company. I love him with all my heart and deep down even though I don't like to admit it I would love to get the opportunity to spend the rest of my life with him. But for now as long as I am with him and we both love eachother I don't care. We will have to wait and see what happens in the future.

Teachers/Professors

While coming to class during the week I think about the teachers that I have "issues" with and how much I need to just suck it up and get it over with, then I think about how some of my teachers make it fun andI enjoy going to class. To be completely honest I don't really care for this class as you probably can already tell by the way I don't have much expression on my face. I don't want to take this class anymore than anyone else does. I hate to write and I think it is boring when you just have to sit there and listen to what you have already heard for the past five years of your life. It isn't anything about the teacher, you, but I just have never really enjoyed writing. I would rather be doing other things that are more into my major.

Cause essay reaction...

While reading through the cause essays I came to the conclusion that I am not really going to enjoy writing one myself. I don't mind writing cause and effect essays, but for me the cause essay or the effect essay seperate is tough for me. I don't know if it is going to be my best grade yet for this class.
The essay about graduation and being able to march down the isle with a girl named "Molly", I am not really sure if that is even a cause essay. If it is I am not really sure how it can be. Unless it is the part that talks about why she was such a good marching partner.
Now that I have read a few samples I am going to go and think about what I am going to write about for my cause essay. And it will be posted by Friday!

I-Search

During your freshman year at college you always hear about the big projects that you are going to be assigned while in school. I am now a second year student and all I ever heard about was the I-search paper, my first semester. I didn't think it sounded like much fun and that it was going to be "another research paper" that I wouldn't really care about. Well now that I am finally able to take Eng 101 and learn what the I-search is all about it doesn't sound like it is going to be just "another research paper". I am going to learn something good about myself and it could change my life forever. This is a big thing for me and it is hard to think that this single paper could change my life forever.

Work...

Yeah, that dreaded word that everyone hates to hear. I currently work at two different places, just so I can make enough money to get by my bills. I don't really enjoy what I do, one of my jobs is a cashier at Marden's Surplus and Salvage, the other job being a receptionist for a lawyers office. Both of my jobs are at complete opposite ends, working in a scummy place compared to a nice clean place that is well taken care of.
Marden's is nice but the money isn't doing it for me, but I love the people I work with. But when it boils down to everything, I am being screwed big time. The lawyers office well that is a different story all together. I am a complete opposite person when I am there. I have to be the annoying friendly person that everyone thinks I am too nice to be living. But I really can't complain that much about that job because I am getting decent money and I am getting good experience while working there.

Person Graf

You know how you can sometimes smell this rank smell and you never know where it is coming from? Well for me, I work at this low class job and it isn't a requirement for people to take a shower before coming in to work.
Frank was a guy that never took a shower because of the way he smelt and the way his hair was always greasy, so greasy that you could probably cook with what you got off your hand if you were to run his head. Another thing that drove me and others crazy was the way he would treat everyone. He wasn't the nicest person that we would all like to know as a friend. He would always yell across the store "what do you want...", you always knew who it was without even looking and then you had to explain to your customer what was going on because he made it sound like something really bad happened because he was so loud. He always seemed to make everyone feel horrible about themselves because he never said "hi, how are you doing today?" it was always "you look dumb today, why would you do that to yourself?"
It didn't take long to push me too far. I went up to him and told him that he would have to say something nicer or else I would be complaining to the managers. He decided that he would smarten up and be a nicer person. To this day he is still nice to me and he tells me that it wasn't that hard to change. We are now pretty good friends, when it comes to work.

My Family

My family is quite large to say the least. Well, actually when you think about it my immediate family members are a small group of people. The obvious, I have two parents that are still happily married, an older sister, my loving brother-in-law and their son, my nephew, William. I think they are the most important people in my life, they have always been my influencers. My sister is my best friend and even though we rarely agree on things I still consider her my sister. My parents on the other hand, well they are like your typical parents. My mom always telling me to do chores around the house and still secretely giving me money for lunch and keeping all of my secrets to herself because dad wouldn't like some of them. My dad, well he has changed a lot while my time growing up, he always used to have a very short temper and make me feel like I was nothing but as time has gone on he has become better at it and is now doing things to make himself calmer. I think he trys to be calm now is because one day I told him that if he kept up the mood swings that he did he wouldn't be able to see me and my sister grow older. I really appreciate what I have in life, even though we all have times when we don't seem to care at all about life. I believe I have lived a good life, and if something tragically happened to me today or in the future I would be able to say I had a good life because I had such a great family.

Unique Graf

I like to think of myself as a very unique person. I have a Tinkerbell sticker on the back window of my car and that to me makes me think that I have character. I have a boyfriend that I have been with for more than three years, and we are planning on getting married some day... My best friend is like my younger sister. I have an older sister. I like the outdoors and everything that has to do with it, excluding the icky animals that are gross. I have four animals, a dog, two cats and a fish, and they all have unique names.

List and list graf

This is what I see on the desk in our computer room:
school text books (6), four music CD's, nutcracker, nascar replica car, figurine of a cat, printer, paper, sheet protectors, large white bow, Crayola project paper, speakers, thank you cards, mouse, mouse pad, monitor, subwoofer, small toy volkswagon bettle, piggy bank in the shape of a VW bettle, pictures of my family ,Archie comic book


Now on to the second part to this assingment:

I couldn't believe living with that person, they sound like almost everything is neat and set in a "special" place and can't be touched. She must have a very neat workspace, excluding all of the text books and paper that she is surrounded with. She must never get things done on time when her things aren't in the right spots. I don't dare come near her space, I would be too afraid she would yell at me for moving one thing out of place.

First Week of School

Well, now that the first week of school has come and gone in a quick manner I think that this whole semester is going to fly by like the wind. I am starting to get stressed out by all of the homework that we are expected to complete in a few days. I know that when one teacher asks for something to be done in a day it doesn't seem that bad, when every teacher asks for the impossible I start to go crazy. I feel like I am taking on way too much for myself to handle. I don't think that this is going to be an easy semester at all, due to the fact that I am currently working two part time jobs and attending school full time with hard classes on my back. I don't think that I am going to put my "all" into school, I feel like in order to get through school you need to work to get where you want.

Blog Reaction

When I looked at other people's blogs I thought to myself wow, some of these people are using this website to get "mates" and others are doing this to get their feelings out to others. That was what I saw when I went to look at other peoples' blogs that aren't in this class. I haven't really looked at many of my classmates blogs due to the fact that I am getting confused with the whole web site thing.

Worst Teacher Graf

When I was in the third grade I thought I was doing ok and I was going to be able to get through this class with no problems, until I met my new teacher, Mrs. Zaitz. She was my homeroom teacher and we HAD to learn how to sign. If we didn't know how to sign we were in trouble, she basically wouldn't speak to you. I wasn't the best when it came to signing, she didn't really like me from the get go. We got through half of the year without a problem, until she told me that I wasn't learning the way she wanted me to learn from her. She told me that I needed to be taught one-on-one with this old lady that didn't look to be very friendly. She had the dark colored, stringy-like hair and a pointy nose that reminded you of Halloween witch. She didn't appear to know what she was doing because she kept holding up these pictures and continously asked me what I saw. This was Mrs. Zaitz's idea of one-on-one help? I was really confused about this whole thing but I figured I was young and it would come to me when I was older. When I got into the fouth grade my parents told me I was in that "special needs class" because I wrote with my left hand and my brain isn't going to work on the right. I haven't forgotten about that teacher and I don't think I ever will. The last day of school I found out that she was a left handed writer also.