Monthly Archives: September 2012
Where I Have Been and Where I Am Going
I hate talking about myself. Now you know one thing about me. Deep, personal, reflection and contemplation are in my opinion, best done alone, in one’s head. Talking about that stuff is just weird. And if you write it down, make sure you burn it after committing said revelations to memory. So that being said, […] Continue reading
Hi
Hello my name is Albert Gindi. I was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York. I went to Magen David high school. All of my friends through high school have been my friends my whole life. I am glad Baruch … Continue reading → Continue reading
JOURNAL #1
Journal ENTRIES #1 Where Have You been and where are you going? I come from a middle class family so I know that money is not easy to get. I have to learn the skills you need for the job that I are looking for, and hopefully I will find a vacant spot in […] Continue reading
Where have you been and where are you going?
Theres not much I can say about myself that’ll give you a perfect picture of who I am. I can, however, say enough to give you an impression of what kind of person I am and give you a glimpse of how my mind works. I was born in Brooklyn, of Pakistani heritage, and moved […] Continue reading
Keep On Truckin’
Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going? Do any of us know who we really are? Haha. I’m George. I’m a 17 year old Filipino kid from New Rochelle. That’s in Westchester, just a little north of the Bronx. I went to private Catholic school for pretty much my entire left before […] Continue reading
Opinions
Opinions Sometimes your opinion is irrelevant. Sometimes it’s just hard to express. Sometimes you are indifferent. Sometimes things just get in the way. Other times, you are making excuses. Continue reading
Where have I been and where am I going – Journal entry #1
Perhaps being at the brink of losing everything close and dear to me woke me up. I always thought that the purpose to life was the pursuit of happiness and that happiness was attained through fulfilling my many needs and wants. The only thought in my head use to be “me” and only “me” but […] Continue reading
Journal#1: Where have you been and where are you going?
I am not an actress. I do not want to be spoon-fed lines that someone wants me to recite during a certain scene or directed when to enter and exit the set. Society, with its rules and regulations, already compels us to follow certain laws and threatens to place negative sanctions should we choose to […] Continue reading
Why am I who I am?
Well, my name is Elizabeth Rose Chimenti but everybody besides my family calls me Liz. The nickname actually started late as no one called me that until middle school and when that happened that’s when I started referring to myself as Liz too. Anyways as I am still only 17 years old there are only […] Continue reading
Bittersweet Symphony
The dreaded question: Who am I? You’d think after all of those college admittance essays I would’ve coined the perfect two-sentence description of myself already, but I don’t think my eighteen years of experience can be summed up in just a few lines (or maybe its just a good excuse for my writers block). This […] Continue reading