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Social Experience

SocialXperience.com — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 17:43:02 +0000

There have been many relationships for me over the years. I have met many interesting people. There were the friends and teachers from grade school who you have your first real relationships. The first girl that you kissed and you knew that this time would last forever. The bully at recess, who you knew would have a tough life ahead of them. The other kids who stayed overnight to play hide and seek in the basement. The fun we had, and the dreams we had we knew would keep us all together. I had different friends in high school, some were the jocks and some were the geeks. We went to prom together like everyone else, yet it seemed that the interaction among us started to change. The feelings were stronger and the pain was longer. The weekdays were just as long as the weekends were short. The breakup after 3 months with a girlfriend seemed like this time would last forever. School was tough in other ways too. I had a lot of friends, but it seemed like there were bigger things to come after graduation. We all went our separate ways to meet other new friends. We moved on to new adventures. Meeting new people in college and working odd jobs became a whole new social experience for me. Working at a restaurant and meeting middle-aged men washing dishes seemed a little unusual, but then I began to think about what their circumstances were about. I met a girl who was about 10 years older than me and she was a single mom, she was going to school at night and she worked as a cook. Her story was how she wanted to help her son by getting him into a better school, since he had difficulties learning. The other cook was proud to moving up at the restaurant as a the head cook, he had been there for nearly 4 years. The older lady at the check out was here to make some money and to make new friends since her husband had passed away. I realized that this was just a moment for me while during school, this was a big deal to them. Some days I did not want to work, because school was getting me down. As I looked at the others and their situations, I began to realize that my experiences were not about me, but about everyone else.

After college I got a job far away from family and friends because it was the best opportunity at the time. Although, I began to see more hardships of others around me. I was not always the type who considered the glass half empty, but I guess this kind of stuff was more evident to me than the good things at this point. As I moved on into my adult life I guess I really began to understand my life lesson. I began my first real job in sales and have not looked back since. I will share my job experiences on a future post. I have learned how to better see and feel the needs of others. This has helped me in my experiences with others. No matter how difficult your life may seem, there is always someone who has a bigger challenge.
I have now begun to explore other personal experiences on the web and have enjoyed blogs and forums like these to share and read about others. Words cannot describe that the world is so much bigger than you are, look outside yourself to see inside of others and you will have a more positive social experience.

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When Innocence Fades

contributor — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 00:42:57 +0000

I am almost eighteen years old and I had yet to experience any greater loss besides a cat that I’d had my whole life. So its the truth when I say that death was still a very foreign concept to me, personally. But that all changed one Saturday morning.

My drama class was taking place in a competition and we were all meeting at another high school for the competition. I got there a few minutes late but that wasn’t a problem. Despite the excitement that I felt about the upcoming competition, I instantly could tell that something was wrong with a friend of mine. She was quiet, which knowing her is strange enough and she wouldn’t talk to anyone. I went all morning wondering what was wrong with her.

But when I did find out what it was, minutes before we were to go on strange, it hit me heavily. A mutual friend of ours had been killed early that same morning, not but ten days after she turned eighteen. It explained everything. But despite the news hitting me, it didn’t sink in just yet. It only really hit me when I was home, checking my Facebook and all my updates were photos of that friend that died.

Then and there I started to cry. The knowledge that she wasn’t coming back slowly creeping into my mind. That it wasn’t a joke, that it wasn’t something that happened to someone else. This was happening to me and my friends and her family. It was something so personal and close that I didn’t know what to feel. How could something like that happen? I had just seen her the day before, heard her laugh the day before.

At her funeral all my friends broke down. No matter how much we said that we wouldn’t cry because we were celebrating her life, it didn’t go but a few minutes into the service that we were all crying our eyes out. This new realization hurt so much that I couldn’t take in anything else but that pain. Even more when I learned that it was a drunk driver that killed her while she was walking home late at night. After refusing to get in the car with a drunk friend. The irony of it all hurt that most. She died doing the right thing.

It’s only been two months since her death and it still hangs in the air between all of us at school, is still a constant thought in all of our minds. Finally coming so close in contact with death taught me that every moment is precious, that no matter what our choices are, there are still unfavorable outcomes and not knowing when these would happen we need to love everyone around us and treasure every moment we have with them. We need to live life to its fullest and in place of those that weren’t suppose to die yet.

Jasmine D.

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Everything Can Change

contributor — Wed, 27 Aug 2008 01:10:20 +0000

Two years ago i had gotten chroniclely sick. I was in seventh grade at the time. Terrible stomach pain and on going vomiting. I went from doctor to doctor and they all said the same thing “I am a mystery girl.” just what i wanted to hear right.My mom and dad pulled me out of school for the rest of the year. It was so tragic i could hardly stand it. I was so dehydrated so weak i was also losing a lot of weight and i was not fat to begin with.

School is out now and i am starting a new school for a fresh start. still sick and not eating all day i signed up for girls basket ball. What a mistake i was too tired to carry on. i felt bad for my mom and dad i felt like a terrible burden. what parent wouldn’t want there child to be 100% healthy? Well i also got pulled out of that school for the same reasons. That year passed i was home alone all day and it was really getting to me. lots of testing also but no answers. the doctors put me on lots of acid reducers but since i have been taking acid replacers i have been much better.

I am going to start a new school year and make lots of new friends. What i have learned from all this is to really thank god for your health, in one second everything can change. i had never of thought that i would have gotten sick for two years. So remember to enjoy life give lots of hugs and kisses and thank god for your health.

Eve

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