english essays
so, i'm going to copy some english essays that i wrote. they're all about me. i like writing about myself. i am the center of the universe after all. i'm warning you that it's really long.
From the various answers on the cluster diagram, it is obvious that there are many different words to describe me. Frequently, different people will see in me in very different ways because I act differently in different situations. This is not always true, and as I have grown older my personality has become more concrete and static, but for the most part, it is. Frequently I will connect things in my mind that do not always seem to go together in the real world. This kind of thing spills over into my personality, so to some people I do not make sense, I am paradoxical. I am quixotic and practical, a visionary who likes to actually get things done. I am a leader and a follower depending on what the situation calls for. I am lazy and motivated, self-centered and selfless, wise and stupid. I am lazy in the sense that I only do things that I feel that I have to, but in the things that I know I want to do I give my 100%. I have compassion for the world, but only in the sense that I want to leave a positive legacy of myself for the world, making the world a better place for humanity, because I recognize myself as part of humanity and as my individual self. One way to shows your wisdom is to recognize exactly how stupid you are, how much you do not know about the world. Therefore, I strive to continue an overwhelming journey for things I do not already know, which is the majority of the earth. In all of these ways, I seemingly contradict myself, but really it is just who I am.
Pensive is the second adjective I used to describe myself. I chose this word because I am constantly thinking and philosophizing about the world. I love to theorize such questions surrounding the beginning of time, God, and the equally important Satan. I believe my grounded roots in history have proven useful in giving insight into the human condition. Humanity is always making the same mistakes, but we are also making victories. The fact that the human race will never reach perfection does not make it less crucial to strive for perfection. I see most things in relation to the big picture, so small insignificant things do not stress me out. Wasting the time and energy on being worried about something is not worth it. I would rather spend my time building relationships between people rather than learning how to make more money. When we all die, it’s not going to be the amount of things we accumulated that matters but rather our legacy on this earth. It is important to remember that while one thinks of valuable life lessons, one must also make sure they become a reality, which I do.
Curious is the last adjective that I will use to describe myself. I love to know more about the world and humans more specifically. This passion has led me to be interested in psychology, anthropology, sociology, and history. If we know where we have been, we can figure out where we are going. Sometimes my conversations with friends sound more like interviews than back-and-forth conversations. I like to analyze all the information coming in and in order to do so I need to look at the surrounding facts and motives. Looking at why things happen can help us understand more about ourselves so we can improve upon our actions or re-create specific events. I am extremely curious about why the world is the way it is today and how people came to this way. The words paradoxical, pensive, and curious are the three words I chose that reveal the most about me. Please consider these into consideration.
Frequently, Americans define themselves by their job. If one worked on Wall Street, another might consider them tenacious and greedy: someone who always trying to be ahead of the game and make a quick gain before the bell. I do not define myself by my occupation. As a student, I am driven and eager to learn, but I am also more than that. Nevertheless, my career choice does tell you reveal some of the different things that interest me.
When I “grow up,” I would like to become a food anthropologist: something that combines both my love of food and anthropology. My six major interests are anthropology, culinary arts, sociology, history, philosophy, and psychology. Ever since I was little, I have enjoyed cooking. I currently work in a restaurant in the kitchen, and I absolutely adore my work. My job consists of doing many things at once, fast. I like to idea of making food for people and working within that community of people that I like and who like me. I definitely want to continue working in a restaurant during college if possible. I find most things involving food interesting, including the history of food. I would like to learn more about people’s interactions with food, why they ate what they ate, and how it influenced their society.
I recognize that food anthropology is not something that I can specifically major in. It is more of something you become through experience rather than formal education. Often those lessons learned through experience can be more valuable than any formal education. I am a unique person and I would like to create an equally unique career, while maintaining that how you live life rather than earn money, is the most important thing.
I truly believe that everyone has something to give to the world. I am an eternal optimist and hopefully, the world will never taint that optimism. Human beings are so versatile, they can do whatever they need or want to. People have the potential to be both truly good or truly evil, but mostly people find a happy medium. I try to look for the good in people, something people have not seen in that person before.
My mom takes this philosophy and adds an extremely philanthropic and optimistic twist. She believes that she can help change people by allowing them to help themselves, if she provides the right environment. Consequently, my family has had various different friends of the family living in our house for various periods of time in order for them to “get back on their feet.” Although she wants to help these different people, she still wants me to be friends with the best people who they think will have a good influence on me, as any normal parent would. Sometimes I do like to be friends with people they do not approve of. I think it widens my perspective on life, increasing in my knowledge of the people around me and myself. I have a strong sense of myself, so other people’s actions or lifestyles will not change mine, unless I want them to.
One of my friends hates “prep’s,” or her idea of a “prep.” I do not understand how she can label someone without ever having a real conversation with that person. I hate it when people judge others by their appearances, and try my hardest not to do the same. I am friends with extremely different groups of people and it just makes me realize that humans are all really very similar. Across the different hairstyles or lifestyles, people have the same problems, the same emotions. Within those emotions, everyone also has something to offer humanity; we just have to find it.
When I was younger, I was friends with people I did not even want to be friends with. They were just there to be there: our friendship was circumstantial rather than chosen. It was not that these people were a bad influence on me, but rather that I did not enjoy their company. I felt that in my far superior intellect, they were too immature for me. In some sense my maturity level has decreased as I grow older because I know the importance of enjoying life now. Sitting back complaining about the people you are around is not going to change anything or more you any happier. No matter the reason for differences, it is important to know your friends and enjoy their company. While I enjoy being liberal in my friends with different people from different backgrounds, I still associate myself with people who I think can better my understanding of the world, those people in it, and myself.
“You have more balls than all of us, Ruthie.” Even though crude, this may have been the best compliment of my life, coming from an unexpected source: my coworker. I work in a family-owned southern breakfast restaurant. We have eggs, home fries, grits (in both regular and cheese), country ham, lots of bacon (that I make), and various other dishes. I love working where I work, and in an unexpected way it has opened me to the culture and values of males (when they feel they are alone) and black southern youth.
I am the only girl in the kitchen, and the boys think of me as their little sister. I don’t have any brothers at all but only two older sisters, so this is a new experience for me. They don’t hold back from me, much. They still talk in the same blunt, if not a little bit too vulgar words. Occasionally I’ll get a “sorry ruthie” after a cuss word or a remark referring a female customer’s physique, but mostly I rather like that I get to see into the minds of men uncensored. It adds a new perspective on life and the way that men view women.
Besides being male, the majority of my coworkers are also black. They like rap music and know the value of their family, even if the family can be annoying sometimes. They do not talk like me and sometimes it is hard to understand each other, but we both manage. One of my coworkers had sex without contraceptive, realized his girlfriend was pregnant, married her, and then had a beautiful child. Young women do not often find someone who would do this for them. His previous girlfriend, now wife, knew that he was a good guy and would take care of her. So, she deliberately did not go on the pill and discouraged him from using a condom. I personally think that he still should have used a condom because he did not want a child this young, but he did not. I have never been inside a world where girls have sex with guys in order to have a baby and get married to have a family together, to be something stable. I disagree with her decision, but she did get what she wanted.
Another coworker of mine used to be in a gang and even went to prison when he was younger. He brought an entirely new and different perspective on gangs. For him, rather than focusing on the blood wars or the criminal activity, he sees his gang as a family and as a way to get out. I had never heard anyone say that being in a gang had opened new, positive doors, but that is what he was trying to do for the younger generation. Some of the problems he does blame on a new group of kids, and he is not proud of some of gang’s actions.
I have learned how to dance from these guys, new songs that I never would have thought to listen to before. I have gained good friends and new knowledge of cooking in a restaurant, something that I absolutely adore. While I learn from my coworkers, they also find someone who is crazy about academics and enough money to not have to worry about paying the bills, something that they might not have been exposed to. It is an enlightening and enjoyable experience for all of us.
From the various answers on the cluster diagram, it is obvious that there are many different words to describe me. Frequently, different people will see in me in very different ways because I act differently in different situations. This is not always true, and as I have grown older my personality has become more concrete and static, but for the most part, it is. Frequently I will connect things in my mind that do not always seem to go together in the real world. This kind of thing spills over into my personality, so to some people I do not make sense, I am paradoxical. I am quixotic and practical, a visionary who likes to actually get things done. I am a leader and a follower depending on what the situation calls for. I am lazy and motivated, self-centered and selfless, wise and stupid. I am lazy in the sense that I only do things that I feel that I have to, but in the things that I know I want to do I give my 100%. I have compassion for the world, but only in the sense that I want to leave a positive legacy of myself for the world, making the world a better place for humanity, because I recognize myself as part of humanity and as my individual self. One way to shows your wisdom is to recognize exactly how stupid you are, how much you do not know about the world. Therefore, I strive to continue an overwhelming journey for things I do not already know, which is the majority of the earth. In all of these ways, I seemingly contradict myself, but really it is just who I am.
Pensive is the second adjective I used to describe myself. I chose this word because I am constantly thinking and philosophizing about the world. I love to theorize such questions surrounding the beginning of time, God, and the equally important Satan. I believe my grounded roots in history have proven useful in giving insight into the human condition. Humanity is always making the same mistakes, but we are also making victories. The fact that the human race will never reach perfection does not make it less crucial to strive for perfection. I see most things in relation to the big picture, so small insignificant things do not stress me out. Wasting the time and energy on being worried about something is not worth it. I would rather spend my time building relationships between people rather than learning how to make more money. When we all die, it’s not going to be the amount of things we accumulated that matters but rather our legacy on this earth. It is important to remember that while one thinks of valuable life lessons, one must also make sure they become a reality, which I do.
Curious is the last adjective that I will use to describe myself. I love to know more about the world and humans more specifically. This passion has led me to be interested in psychology, anthropology, sociology, and history. If we know where we have been, we can figure out where we are going. Sometimes my conversations with friends sound more like interviews than back-and-forth conversations. I like to analyze all the information coming in and in order to do so I need to look at the surrounding facts and motives. Looking at why things happen can help us understand more about ourselves so we can improve upon our actions or re-create specific events. I am extremely curious about why the world is the way it is today and how people came to this way. The words paradoxical, pensive, and curious are the three words I chose that reveal the most about me. Please consider these into consideration.
Frequently, Americans define themselves by their job. If one worked on Wall Street, another might consider them tenacious and greedy: someone who always trying to be ahead of the game and make a quick gain before the bell. I do not define myself by my occupation. As a student, I am driven and eager to learn, but I am also more than that. Nevertheless, my career choice does tell you reveal some of the different things that interest me.
When I “grow up,” I would like to become a food anthropologist: something that combines both my love of food and anthropology. My six major interests are anthropology, culinary arts, sociology, history, philosophy, and psychology. Ever since I was little, I have enjoyed cooking. I currently work in a restaurant in the kitchen, and I absolutely adore my work. My job consists of doing many things at once, fast. I like to idea of making food for people and working within that community of people that I like and who like me. I definitely want to continue working in a restaurant during college if possible. I find most things involving food interesting, including the history of food. I would like to learn more about people’s interactions with food, why they ate what they ate, and how it influenced their society.
I recognize that food anthropology is not something that I can specifically major in. It is more of something you become through experience rather than formal education. Often those lessons learned through experience can be more valuable than any formal education. I am a unique person and I would like to create an equally unique career, while maintaining that how you live life rather than earn money, is the most important thing.
I truly believe that everyone has something to give to the world. I am an eternal optimist and hopefully, the world will never taint that optimism. Human beings are so versatile, they can do whatever they need or want to. People have the potential to be both truly good or truly evil, but mostly people find a happy medium. I try to look for the good in people, something people have not seen in that person before.
My mom takes this philosophy and adds an extremely philanthropic and optimistic twist. She believes that she can help change people by allowing them to help themselves, if she provides the right environment. Consequently, my family has had various different friends of the family living in our house for various periods of time in order for them to “get back on their feet.” Although she wants to help these different people, she still wants me to be friends with the best people who they think will have a good influence on me, as any normal parent would. Sometimes I do like to be friends with people they do not approve of. I think it widens my perspective on life, increasing in my knowledge of the people around me and myself. I have a strong sense of myself, so other people’s actions or lifestyles will not change mine, unless I want them to.
One of my friends hates “prep’s,” or her idea of a “prep.” I do not understand how she can label someone without ever having a real conversation with that person. I hate it when people judge others by their appearances, and try my hardest not to do the same. I am friends with extremely different groups of people and it just makes me realize that humans are all really very similar. Across the different hairstyles or lifestyles, people have the same problems, the same emotions. Within those emotions, everyone also has something to offer humanity; we just have to find it.
When I was younger, I was friends with people I did not even want to be friends with. They were just there to be there: our friendship was circumstantial rather than chosen. It was not that these people were a bad influence on me, but rather that I did not enjoy their company. I felt that in my far superior intellect, they were too immature for me. In some sense my maturity level has decreased as I grow older because I know the importance of enjoying life now. Sitting back complaining about the people you are around is not going to change anything or more you any happier. No matter the reason for differences, it is important to know your friends and enjoy their company. While I enjoy being liberal in my friends with different people from different backgrounds, I still associate myself with people who I think can better my understanding of the world, those people in it, and myself.
“You have more balls than all of us, Ruthie.” Even though crude, this may have been the best compliment of my life, coming from an unexpected source: my coworker. I work in a family-owned southern breakfast restaurant. We have eggs, home fries, grits (in both regular and cheese), country ham, lots of bacon (that I make), and various other dishes. I love working where I work, and in an unexpected way it has opened me to the culture and values of males (when they feel they are alone) and black southern youth.
I am the only girl in the kitchen, and the boys think of me as their little sister. I don’t have any brothers at all but only two older sisters, so this is a new experience for me. They don’t hold back from me, much. They still talk in the same blunt, if not a little bit too vulgar words. Occasionally I’ll get a “sorry ruthie” after a cuss word or a remark referring a female customer’s physique, but mostly I rather like that I get to see into the minds of men uncensored. It adds a new perspective on life and the way that men view women.
Besides being male, the majority of my coworkers are also black. They like rap music and know the value of their family, even if the family can be annoying sometimes. They do not talk like me and sometimes it is hard to understand each other, but we both manage. One of my coworkers had sex without contraceptive, realized his girlfriend was pregnant, married her, and then had a beautiful child. Young women do not often find someone who would do this for them. His previous girlfriend, now wife, knew that he was a good guy and would take care of her. So, she deliberately did not go on the pill and discouraged him from using a condom. I personally think that he still should have used a condom because he did not want a child this young, but he did not. I have never been inside a world where girls have sex with guys in order to have a baby and get married to have a family together, to be something stable. I disagree with her decision, but she did get what she wanted.
Another coworker of mine used to be in a gang and even went to prison when he was younger. He brought an entirely new and different perspective on gangs. For him, rather than focusing on the blood wars or the criminal activity, he sees his gang as a family and as a way to get out. I had never heard anyone say that being in a gang had opened new, positive doors, but that is what he was trying to do for the younger generation. Some of the problems he does blame on a new group of kids, and he is not proud of some of gang’s actions.
I have learned how to dance from these guys, new songs that I never would have thought to listen to before. I have gained good friends and new knowledge of cooking in a restaurant, something that I absolutely adore. While I learn from my coworkers, they also find someone who is crazy about academics and enough money to not have to worry about paying the bills, something that they might not have been exposed to. It is an enlightening and enjoyable experience for all of us.