The Last Time

plague. Yet, over the last few years, I have been forced into many different situations that I never truly enjoyed being in. I tried my best to ignore them, and hope that they would go away. But, alas that never happened. I was content with this never ending cycle of situations that forced me to act differently than who I knew I was. Situations that pushed my emotional limits further than I had ever wanted them to go. But, it never seemed to be enough for me. I remember the first time I started to take

Time for the very last puff The Editorial from The Daily messenger, in their opinion piece entitled “Time for the Very Last Puff” responds to the issue of smoking being a “serious, costly, health hazard”. It is clear that The Editorial feel as though smoking is a serious danger to the community and it is up to society to put and end to it. The Editorial approaches the issue with a sarcastic tone, which dismisses the opposing views in a passive aggressive manner. This sways the reader by having them

do it, but they are seldom, justifiable. Procrastination, over long periods of time, builds a habit. It may start off small, like purposefully snoozing your alarm clock for that extra ten minutes of sleep. However, if you look at the rest of the day, you might not have noticed that everything you did got pushed back ten minutes. The same concept goes for schooling. When you procrastinate doing your homework, the time you spend doing it gets pushed back later and later until

“Nooo,” I groaned, rolling over beneath my comforter, attempting to shield myself from the alarm clock blaring beside my ear. It sounded more like an infant wailing than the normal ringing of a bell or a song. It was one of those retro, standing alarms I picked up at a thrift store. It made me think realize that I desperately needed to replace the clock and upgrade it to something from this century. Vintage is all well and good until you realize why nobody uses the junk anymore; it sucks. I turned

for his execution rather than escape with his friend, Crito, who had the means to make it happen (399 B.C.). From the beginning of Crito’s pleading Socrates was already determined to stay and go through with his sentence. He told this to Crito many times and believed that it was the just thing to do so he would do it unless he could be convinced otherwise. Socrates’ decision was, in my opinion, unjust and ignorant, there is no justice in allowing one’s body and mind’s own destruction. To choose death

As time goes on the aspects and views of individuals change, which is usually caused by their surroundings. These aspects can generally be displayed in various physical forms and actions . During the duration of the 1500’s to the 1700’s major events lead to many to Europeans alter their religious and cultural views which can clearly be seen through their techniques of childrearing. The techniques displayed the mindset of the individuals as views based on the corrupt church transformed into new ideas

documents her experiences through multiple psychiatric institutions in her gripping and light-hearted memoir titled, “The Last Time I Wore A Dress”. Published in 1997, her memoir establishes a strong connection with readers, thereby allowing them to be present within her plot; watching her story unfold from above. By analyzing the plot, characters, themes, and setting of “The Last Time I Wore A Dress”, I seek to draw a connection between Scholinski’s memoir and the mental model of madness. In doing so

The makers of The Twilight Zone’s “Time Enough At Last” were trying to convey that fate is inevitable. They do this by using foreshadowing, irony, and an allusion. Henry Bemis’ wife requested he read her something from Book of Modern Poetry, however, when he went to read her something, he noticed that the book was destroyed by his wife. This part of the short film predicted the ending of the episode in a way that showed that Henry Bemis wouldn’t get the chance to read, although it seemed as if everything

In “One Last Time,” Gary Soto talks about how he grew up in an immigrant family, and to make money had to work the fields. He talks about how the menial jobs made him feel and what he thought of them. I may not be able to relate to the immigrant laborer part of the story. I understand what it’s like to come from very little but still think that some things are not worth doing just to get something if it will make you feel like less than you are. Soto goes into great detail about his time picking

beginning she created my hours and the days that I would come into the facility. It was only three days a week for about 4 to 5 hours, which was not even close to making 20 hours a week. Staying for almost 6 to 7 hours, it made a huge difference in my time sheet. Without it I am very sure that I would not have been able to finish as early as I did. When my supervisor came back from her vacation, she was swamped with catching up and fixing payroll, which we were constantly