18
Aug
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Personal Narrative Rough DraftIn the summer of 2008, I was never before pushed to endure the physical and emotional struggles and awareness as I did in that particular time. This is because I?ve never hiked a mountain like I did that summer before then. Don?t get me wrong, I had been hiking a couple mountains a year since I was 9, but it was that mountain that forced me and my best friend to truly find ourselves in faith and strength. That mountain that helped me realize material objects and people are nothing compared to this beautiful world, and that stressing over boys, fashion, and even school is way too consuming in our every day lives. It was even that mountain and I that helped my best friend find God. That mountain was Mount Garfield, part of the White Mountains region in New Hampshire. It all started when I arrived at camp with my best friend. The camp was a Christian camp that I went to every year, and my friend Sue wanted to come with me even though she was atheist. It was cool with me?I thought it would be fun for my best friend to tag along with me at camp, atheist or not. Sue and I did all the usual Christian camp things together- ride horses, go wakeboarding, worship, canoe, archery, and hike a mountain. That?s right. We had to hike a mountain with our cabin mates. And it?s wasn?t a small mountain, either. The camp forced you to hike very monstrous mountains. So when I found out we were going to Mount Garfield for a two day hike, I wanted to die. Up and down the trail, it was 10 miles long with a total elevation of 4,200 feet. I tried to explain to Sue how hard that it was going to be, but I didn?t know what to compare it to since she had never hiked a mountain before in her life. ?I think it will be fun,? she kept on telling me. She was pretty excited. I defiantly wasn?t. So when it was time to hop in the van and leave for the trial, I hated life. I knew it was going to end up horrible. I was probably going to throw up, get extremely dehydrated, or sprain my back. Something bad WAS going to happen. When we got to the beginning of the trail, we all unloaded out of the van and got our 10 pound backpacks hoisted on our backs. Everybody started walking up the trail. I was panting after 10 minutes. The total length of the mountain was 4 hours, if we hurried up. Sue and I pushed ourselves the hardest we had ever pushed. After what seemed like a week, we were there. We were at the top. Tears were streaming down my face so constantly, both from the pain and the relief. My lungs felt as if they were on fire the whole time. It was still the most painful, annoying, frustrating, exhausting, emotional, dramatic struggle of my life. However, I knew that God had helped carried me up the mountain. I was silently praying the whole time. He made it so much easier. I wondered how Sue could have made it up without his help. I sat there on the top, nauseous as can be, looking all around me. I was higher than everything in sight. Everything was so beautiful?I couldn?t believe it. I could live here forever and be happy every day of my life? nothing at all mattered anymore. It was just me and nature. I started talking to Sue. I asked how she ever could have done that horrible hike up to this gorgeous place. She told me how the whole way up she was praying, too. ?Sue, hun, you?re atheist. ? She didn?t reply. She just smiled at me and continued to look around at the exquisite scenery. how is it?!yeah i really typed all of this loloh yeah and its true. . . and im in an AP 9th grade class. . . and its a project grade
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18
Aug
I work as a carer and have a few problems with my working hours- basically we are expected to work from 6. 45 am through till 10. 30 pm with just over an hours break, sometimes less if there is a problem with a client etc, I have spoken to my bosses as I feel that doing this sometimes 8 or 9 days in a row is tiresome and I cannot provide and adequate level of care as I am too tired and worry I will make a mistake with medication etc. My boss says its tough and to find something else if we are unhappy! due to my location and the recession there are not many vacancies avavailable though I am acactively looking for something with less hours, also a new policy has come into place which none of us has signed stating that rotas are subject to change and we must cover if we are asked to, ie cancel any plans or face didisciplinary proceedings, since a few of us have made a fuss over the new hours and policies we have had our hours cut and told that we are refusing to work the long double shifts so therefore the employer is not obliged to pay us our contracted hours. I also think this is a ploy to use us as pepermanent relief as we have no option to cancel any plans as we have to cover to earn our money, as we are not rereceiving our stated contracted hours. (I hope all this makes sense?!) we are constantly harrased by work when we are off to cover and face arguments etc at 10 eleven o’clock at night if we have appointments we will not cancel to cover other employees, this situation is becoming unbearable and causing all the carers on our team to become stressed and down, which oobviouslyisn’t in our s/us best interests! sorry to ramble on just wondering if anyone knew my rights on this?Also we are only being paid for calls that we go to -ie I could be working for 16 hours but only paid 10 as there is no allowance for travelling time? does anyone know if this is legal, I’ve phoned acas but they wern’t much help! when i first came to work here i was told i would have to work 30 hours, 5 out of seven days including weekends, my contract says I am to be paid x amount as an hourly rate but doesnt mention about only being paid for calls, and nothing about such long hours!, but as I am only being paid say 39 hours for a 56 hour week my boss says it isn’t breaking working time directive? It can take me half an hour to get to a call, half an hour to do it and be paid, then half an hour to the next one so therefore am working for an hour and a half for half an hours pay which equates to just over 3. 00! im sure this isn’t right!! Thank u for reading this!!!
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8
Aug
Hey guys,Hopefully this will be my last question for a while. 
I tend to ask too much!Well, I suppose I come here to ask this as way of reassurance, hoping some of you out there will give me some relief and hope. You know, make me feel okay with my some what of a decision. 
So, here it goes. . . I’ve tried to become a Vegetarian in the past and I was one for 6 months until I got sent away to a youth group home, (Sorta) well it was hard being there and having three meals a day, (Plus snacks) where everyone else was eating what I didn’t want. So I eventually gave in and started eating meat again. I’ve been eating meat for almost 19 years now, except for those 6 months that I didn’t consume it. I’d wish that I didn’t enjoy it but I do. There’s some I don’t like, but some I can’t see myself not eating. And I’m not the best person at making decisions, if I could, I’d have somebody do it for me and tell me what to do, every second of the day, sadly I haven’t found someone to do so yet. 
Anyway, it’s sad to see how these animals suffer, seeing painful videos of what they go through for us to have meat and other animal products. A lot of discussions say well “God” intended for us to all be VegetarianVegan and then a lot say he told us to eat meat. So, it’s very confusing for me, (I don’t believe in “God”, so it’s not like I’m trying to go about what “He” wantswanted us to do, just saying. ) If he wanted us to eat meat I’m sure it would’ve been in a nature-like way, when the animals die off, you’d eat em’ that way. But not the way they are going now, in the factory farming industry, etc. And so on. . . I hate making desicions and this one is a big desicion, I’ve seen parents with their kids who are even Vegan. Way to go to the little peoples! To think that they can do it, I feel guilty that I cannot, not so much as I can’t as in I won’t. I want to though, don’t get me wrong. . . just don’t think it’s time now, I’ll get into that in a minute. I sure do wish I had parents when I was little to be Vegan or at least would have told me how it was with the animals and then maybe I would have gotten to decide then on what was best to do, maybe the factory farming wasn’t as bad as then, who knows. . . So, basically I want to know if what I am doing is right by someone else’s eyes and point of view, or if I am just a bad person and wrong for how I feel or something like that. >.
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6
Aug
Hi. I’m Andy, I’m almost 19 with a bitter life because I can’t do anything right for myself. Over the years it’s been tough. Haven’t had anyone to talk to because If I described how I felt in ever little detail I’d feel like a little bitch. My whole life I’ve always been over emotional. I’ve never been able to be tough, even when I tried, I still felt weak inside and out. It’s made most of my life miserable. Over the past few years. I’ve gotten more and more stressed that it’s made me look to thinks for easy relief. Masturbation was mainly the first thing. It’s gotten worse and worse my habit over the years because I don’t like smoking and I’m not old enough to buy my own drinks, so I look towards sexual activity. 9. 5 times out of 10, it’s with myself. Over this past year, it’s gotten to the point where it really needs to stop. I started smoking for a week than quit. I drink more, but that’s because I’m in college and I don’t drink often. After masturbating I feel like I did something wrong and that I would pay for it by feeling subconscienely everyone around me finds me less appealing. Now, whenever I try to have a relationship, my dick gets the better of me and I drive the women away. Same thing with making friends. Women see me as this great guy, which I try my best to be. But I have trouble looking at them as just friends and nothing more. My dick gets in the way of my brain. Being the P**sy that I am, I can never face facts and get my act together. It’s like I always cry for help, get it. But never find a cure. I tend to drive a lot of people away. I get lonely easily. This has made my life bitter. It used to be fun when I was younger than I am, but now no one ever wants to do much with me. I even tend to offer to invite myself to my friend’s house many a time. Today, I even called my best friend up, I’m talking a guy I’ve know since we were 5. He was at another friend of mine’s home, I offered to come over if I had transportation. He got awkward and we ended the call shortly after. Anyway, just to end this and not have you reading about my problems like the bitch that I am. I’m a horny 18 year old male, shy, can’t seem to break out of a shell, has trouble making friends and keeping friends, doesn’t know when to stop masturbating, can’t seem to enjoy life even in the simplest of times, and I get lonely very easily. Please, if I could even get an idea of how to fix who I am, make friends, male and female alike, and not be caught up trying to do everything all at once, that would be great. Thank you for reading this, just knowing that someone’s hearing my story makes me feel better. Feed back would be awesome. Thanks again.
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4
Aug
that life is beautifulthat whether its happiness or sorrow, everything will pass one daythat all your pain is temporarythat youre beautiful, despite your sarcasm or anger or anything negative about youthat you can do anything you want if only You know it”The best thing about the future is that it comes only one day at a time?”that no matter how many bills you have to pay, how stressed you are, how dark and dreary reality seems, theres relief at the endthat the silver lining in the clouds is there, but you have to take off the blindfold to see itthat” there is no such thing as failure, only feedback”that you only fail when you stop”that there are two types of people who will tell you that you cant make it in this world: those afraid to try and those afraid you will succeed”that you can dream even once you wakethat you dont need brand new wings to flythat your worth an immeasurable amount more than others tell youthat mondays are just the day that happened to come firstthat many of your problems are selfcreatedthat you were made by a higher power that loved you enough to give you life and let you do whatever the hell you wantedthat your eyes sparkle in the sunlightthat your rare smile can make someone feel just a little bit greaterdont take life for granted, people you know pass on everyday, and its sad, but it happens to the best and worst fo usand all those things ruining our lives and making us cry never really mattered or existed anyway.
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