It's not a very good essay but It's one I wrote today... I feel that the message that is supposed to come across the most are the three quotes. At the Beginning, Middle and End.
Jimmy Bui
Sharon Townsend
English – 6th
17 September 2009
I Don’t Exactly Know Who I Am
“Never Lose Sight of Yourself in the Face of Others”
~ Anonymous
A Personal Narrative about me would be incredibly difficult to write. It’s not that I’m a bad writer or anything of the sort. It’s hard to because of my personality flaw. In order for me to be happy, the most effective way for me to be happy, is to make other people happy. Therefore, I’m just slightly bit different with each person I interact with, a small façade it may be but a mask is a mask.
At “Home,” the place where people are supposed to show their true selves is the place where I am least myself. I seclude myself in the comforts of my bedroom, leaving only for the necessities or to separate myself further from the world by walking. Conversing with my family at home is nearly non-existent. The only person I feel comfortable enough to talk to is my younger brother, Alex.
When I am with my best friend, Dakota, the side of me that enjoys intellectual conversations and loves playing video games is most apparent. You’d probably see us sitting in the living room couch in front of the TV with Xbox 360 controllers in our hands in a heated game of Halo 3. And while we’re playing, we might be talking about the topic of life or relationships. We could just about talk about anything and turn it into a complex conversation with references pulled from books, Google/Wikipedia, or even knowledge gathered over the years. More often than not, we’d be in a semi-heated talk about how I am too much of a doormat. Complaining about how I’m always trying to please everyone, going out of my way, just to make someone’s day a little better. His most famous line would be,
“Jimmy. / Everyone deserves to be happy and most of all you. / All the happiness you give to the world and there’s never any left for you. /”
~ Dakota Reynolds
At school I am the strong one, the guy who does his own thing. One instance, I’ll be happy with a group of people. Another, I’ll be talking one on one about someone’s problem. Another, I am the one who shows. Then there are the instances where, I feel like I don’t belong in this place, I am too different. But no one sees me in those instances because I follow the code, “A King must never let his people see him cry.”
But who am I really? I'm one of those guys. Who at the end of the day. Will be crying themselves to sleep.
“Some people try too hard to make others around them happy that at the end of the day… There isn't any left for them.”
~ Anonymous
Jimmy Bui
Sharon Townsend
English – 6th
17 September 2009
I Don’t Exactly Know Who I Am
“Never Lose Sight of Yourself in the Face of Others”
~ Anonymous
A Personal Narrative about me would be incredibly difficult to write. It’s not that I’m a bad writer or anything of the sort. It’s hard to because of my personality flaw. In order for me to be happy, the most effective way for me to be happy, is to make other people happy. Therefore, I’m just slightly bit different with each person I interact with, a small façade it may be but a mask is a mask.
At “Home,” the place where people are supposed to show their true selves is the place where I am least myself. I seclude myself in the comforts of my bedroom, leaving only for the necessities or to separate myself further from the world by walking. Conversing with my family at home is nearly non-existent. The only person I feel comfortable enough to talk to is my younger brother, Alex.
When I am with my best friend, Dakota, the side of me that enjoys intellectual conversations and loves playing video games is most apparent. You’d probably see us sitting in the living room couch in front of the TV with Xbox 360 controllers in our hands in a heated game of Halo 3. And while we’re playing, we might be talking about the topic of life or relationships. We could just about talk about anything and turn it into a complex conversation with references pulled from books, Google/Wikipedia, or even knowledge gathered over the years. More often than not, we’d be in a semi-heated talk about how I am too much of a doormat. Complaining about how I’m always trying to please everyone, going out of my way, just to make someone’s day a little better. His most famous line would be,
“Jimmy. / Everyone deserves to be happy and most of all you. / All the happiness you give to the world and there’s never any left for you. /”
~ Dakota Reynolds
At school I am the strong one, the guy who does his own thing. One instance, I’ll be happy with a group of people. Another, I’ll be talking one on one about someone’s problem. Another, I am the one who shows. Then there are the instances where, I feel like I don’t belong in this place, I am too different. But no one sees me in those instances because I follow the code, “A King must never let his people see him cry.”
But who am I really? I'm one of those guys. Who at the end of the day. Will be crying themselves to sleep.
“Some people try too hard to make others around them happy that at the end of the day… There isn't any left for them.”
~ Anonymous
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