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Dr. Witte
Teaching Writing
07 February 2017
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Dear listener,
when brainstorming and prewriting for the project. I plan to utilize this
Welcome to My Life by Simple Plan. The year was 2004 and I was in
surround myself with girls that were not like me, essentially the in
crowd, where I tried so hard to fit in. I found myself wearing clothes
that everyone else was wearing, joining sports teams that I was not
take a toll on me, and I became very angry and frustrated with myself.
ever feel out of place, like somehow you just dont belong and no one
represents a time in my life where I was very unsure of who I was and
brings the listener to the second song on the soundtrack entitled The
Middle by Jimmy Eat World. I saw the divorce coming. On most nights
of the week, my parents argued. As a third grader, one does not know
siblings that I could turn to for guidance and comfort. After a few
lyrics made me believe that everything would be OK. Little girl, youre
in the middle of the ride. Everything, everything will be just fine. This
and look at bad situations and think, How can I face this head on and
thrilled to find out that I had made the high school soccer team in the
that would end my soccer career. My dad and I sat in the doctors office
cheer me up, Now you dont have to spend all that time at practice
every day! and Maybe this will be good, we can spend more time
through the world of student council. Life knocked me down, but when
a close, there was one person that I wanted to spend the rest of the
evening with. His name was Paul. We headed out to his black Mazda
after the dance and took the long way home. As we pulled up to 3313
West Hartford Street, I requested that he kept the car on. Confused, he
sat there while I turned on Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls. I took his hand
and we danced in the street to the song that would have a significant
meaning to the both of us. We shared our first kiss that night, and
spent the coming year and a half together as a couple. Within that year
their eyes. Then, there was me. I had one more year left in high school,
while everyone I was close to would pack up and leave for a new
chapter of their lives. Summer came and went, and I was forced to take
on senior year with my support system in six different cities far away
new chapter, but I was not ready yet. I was not ready to leave the
year. With quotations such as, Never thought Id walk away, with so
much joy and so much pain, which expressed the mixture of emotions
wishing time away. I realized that each day we are given is a gift, and
For weeks, I waited every day for the mail to come to find out if I
BASIC. The letter finally came during the last few weeks of my senior
student, and I was thrilled for the opportunity to experience it all again
on the other side. The time for July BASIC had finally arrived as the
were settled in, 300+ delegates were split up into councils of 20-25
students. Within those councils, it was rare for any of the students to
know each other. The song that correlates with July BASIC is Check On
pile into the gymnasium at 8:00am, and the junior counselors would
lead a 6-minute, free style dance, in which the students would follow.
laughing with each other, as if they had all been friends forever. This
weeks of my entire life. After being in student council for three years, I
learned that by stepping outside the comfort zone, one can accomplish
incredible things.
move into at the end of spring semester. After touring many run-down
knew it was the one. The following day, we sat at a long, freshly
polished table, across from our young, very attractive future landlord
and signed the lease of our first college home. We could not wait to
finally have our own place- no one to answer to, no more being stuck in
a house full of 65 girls, at last we would have our own space. The lease
started in June 2016, and the months following the lease signing
dragged on. Fast forward to that summer, and we were all moving our
belongings in. The first night in the house, we decided to break in the
new stereo and turn up our favorite song I Feel Like a Woman by
Shania Twain. The song signified a pivotal time in our college career- an
unbreakable bond between three friends who would overcome
etc), and how to put aside petty frustrations and simply make the best
of our time together. The three of us will forever be grateful for the
time spent on Sherwood Ave and the lessons it has taught us. Besides,
as Shania Twain put it, The best thing about being a woman is the
loaded up the car with our camping gear, bags full of clothes, and a
headed to the Bonnaroo music and arts festival. The playlist for the car
ride contained hundreds of new songs that we would soon hear live
upon our arrival at the festival. I was most excited for the band that
would be closing out the weekend that Sunday night Dead and
the legendary band Grateful Dead, with John Mayer filling in for Jerry
had just moved into our house in Stillwater. I was feeling extremely
homesick, and Jessica and I were not very close friends. The trip helped
me become at peace with growing up and moving out of my parents
the weekend doing what I love most listening to live music and
take some time for yourself and do what makes you happy.
Thank you for taking the time to learn about songs and moments
that are extremely important to me. After spending a great deal of time
listening to the music while writing about the experiences, it allows the
and reveal untold details about ones life. Again, thank you, for