Every teenager comes to a point when they want to move out of their parent's house. For many this takes place when they go away to college, but for many others the decision is made so they can have more freedom. Regardless of the reason someone decided on moving out on their own the changes take place very drastically. When I turned eighteen I decided that I wanted to spread my wings and move out of my mom's house. Little did I know how different it would be living on my own, and here I am a year and a half later back at my mom's. This decision meant a lot to me because even though I loved being on my own, it was harder then I ever imagined.
Living at home with my mom meant I was in charge of paying my car payment and that was it. This meant that the rest of my paycheck each week was used for whatever I wanted. Going to the mall and buying an outfit or two was something I became very used to. Having extra cash didn't seem so important until I had to live without it. Simple things like getting my hair done came so easy when I lived at home that I never imagined a time where things would be any different. Even if I needed some extra spending money my mom was always there to lend me some. My mom always bought all the groceries and cleaning supplies. Experience in using my own money to buy necessities was something I lacked. .
In my mind going to college meant that I needed to be on my own and pay my own bills. Money was probably the biggest, hardest part of moving out of my mom's house. Even though I was just living in a two bedroom apartment, the rent alone took almost my whole paycheck each month. Money is something I was used to having plenty of because I never had anything to pay for when I lived with my mom. For some reason I thought it was going to be so easy. I mean how hard can it be to pay rent and a car payment? After looking back on my initial thoughts I can now see how nave I was because rent is not all that I was responsible for.
"Charley Owns The Night!" ... Virtually everything is appropriate to what must have been the time and place. ... The story can stand quite capably on its' own two feet. ... Vietnam is a scary place after sundown and Charley (the Viet Cong or "Victor Charley") ran the place after dark. The headline is borrowed from my buddy, Jim Lydlle, the chaplain's assistant. ...
This greatly contrasts with Gloria Naylor's novel, "The Women of Brewster Place-. ... The sequence at the end of the novel is also unusual, and can be also seen as hopeful in it's own way. ... Making bail for her son was a poor decision my Mattie Michael, because it should have been obvious that his unjustified distrust of the system would cause him to run from the law. ... The clear difference in the two works, is that in the film, Cellie is forced into her desolate life by uncontrolable circumstances, while the women in Brewster Place contribute to their own fate through poor decis...
The convenient location is definitely an important factor the makes me enjoy my own home. Another reason that my home is my favorite place is because of its comfortable and secure environment. ... Saying, wearing, or doing anything I want at my own home are some obvious freedoms. ... Love is also what makes my home a warm place to be in. ... For me, it is my own lovely home. ...
Everyone has their own special place sometime in their life. My own special place would have to be the Whitehurst park swing park. ... The main reason why I class the swing park as my special place is because whilst my grandpa was alive he used to take me there to play. ... When I started primary school my gran and grandpa stopped taking us to the park as we were older and could go there on our own. ... The swing park is a dangerous place for kids to play, as there is glass all over the place. ...
Another place I want to visit is Spain. ... The last place I want to visit is Toronto, Canada. ... I have always wanted to own three cars. ... Hummers are pretty large, so if I ever own a hummer I would have to have a big garage. Another car I want to own is a Bentley. ...
A Place In My Family In a family setting, I along with everyone else have our own place or role incorporated in it. ... My only other sibling, that, has Downs Syndrome, which prevents him from contributing much around the household and the farm itself. ... My attitude towards house and farm chores is greatly reflective of how I was brought up starting during early childhood. ... But, I always remind myself that there will be other days and my friends and girl friend will be there still when I"m ready to go out. ... In the end, I don't only help my family out, but aid in my own develo...
Everyone needs to take a break from the stressfulness of their own life, once in a while. ... My happy place is my bedroom, its comfortable vibe, memories, and frequent visitors give me a sense of happiness like no other. ... In my personal happy place, my bedroom, I only display good memories that I want to remember forever. ... My happy place is my sky blue bedroom because it brings me comfort, reminds me of cherished memories, and brings frequent visitors. My sanctuary, my happy place, my escape are just a few words that describe my bedroom. ...
There we can create our own imaginary friends, who spend the time with us and accompany us on the path of life until we are older and ready to follow it alone. ... Although my favorite childhood place was a simple stair, how incredible were the moments I spent on it. ... Since that day I discovered that the landing of the stairs was the best place to escape my reality. ... In my favorite childhood place I made many plans for my future, many of which I still carry. ... But now I live in a new country and I am sure that I will find my new favorite place....
