Alexis English Blog

 Do not be fooled by peers and teachers when they say college is crazy and hectic. College is much more laid back than they make it seem. Teachers always made it sound like college had so much homework and tests, in reality, college has been much more easy going than high school ever was. I wish that I would have been told that the students and professors are super hard and don't really talk or interact with you. The students are super nice and welcoming, very easy to talk to. The professors aren't mean either, it was always said that professors are super hard on their students and have so many students that they won't individually help you and that they give you piles of homework and late work is never accepted or that they aren't understanding of situations. I haven't actually experienced any college myths. College is a great way to socially expand yourself. I have always been a bit more mature than people in my grade, I never really had a group or many friends an...

 As any normal human, I have many regrets. But the biggest one of all, is not believing in myself. Yes, it does follow the "not" pattern, the pattern most people use when it comes to regrets, the things they did not or continue to not do. Not believing in myself has really impacted my life in a negative way. It keeps me from reaching my goals and dreams. It has set me back quite a bit in everything I do in my life, from school, to sports, work, etc. I regret not believing in myself sooner, because I could have been much farther ahead of where I am now, I could have accomplished more. This regret can be turned around, and is in the process pf being turned around. I read self help books and when I start to not believe in myself, I tell myself I can do it, rather than continue to tell myself that I can't do it. It relates to our current topic because, we may regret, not telling the real truth, or believing in the real truth.

 Once upon a time, upon a hill was an old, yet lively village. In this village lived a young girl named Belle, she lived with her father and adored books. In this village, also lived a man named Gaston, he was the strongest man throughout the whole village and adored by all its women. But alas, Gaston only wanted one woman, this woman was Belle. Belle, on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with Gaston, he was everything she despised and was against morally. He was all about himself, he was rude, dirty and not very intelligent. He tried to be her and make her fall in love with him, it never worked. He was at a loss, he didn't know what to do, he sat upon the fountain in the middle of the village and pondered on how he could make Belle fall in love with him. "Beware! The end of our time is upon us!" screamed the little old village lady. Over the years time was not kind to her mind, she claims she is a magic, no one believes her. But, as she passed by, Gaston had an idea a...

"I am so proud of you" "You have accomplished so much". So he speaks but does not mean. I burn myself out from doing too much at once, school, work, sports, church, I ran myself dry. I always had good grades, always studied and am passionate about things I enjoy. My parents have always supported me...so I thought. My mother has supported me since day 1, my dad however, is a different story. My dad always said he was proud and this and that, but it didn't take long to realize that it didn't feel like he meant it. Always trying to persuade me to go into something that pays more, when money has nothing to do with anything. Tried to talk me out of college. One day, I overheard him say to my mom, "She's gonna drop out, she can't handle it. She won't make much." So, all they time I had thought my dad believed in me and supported me...was a lie...just like everything else. This damaged my relationship with him more than it already has been. I ...