Process Essay 2 =]

How to waste time sucessfully =]

Have you ever herd friends or family members brag about how much they had got done that day, or last week or even this month? People like this really bother me, and it’s because I can never get anything done; it takes me along time to accomplish little tasks like cleaning my room and small little things like that. If I could get a grade for procrastination, I would get an A+. My three specific examples would help anyone accomplish a wasteful day. Then you can brag to all those annoying people who get tasks completed how unproductive you were that particular day.
I am not a super messy person, but I don’t necessarily keep my room sparkling either. Many times I have debated whether or not to put my clothes away, clean out my binder and backpack, make my bed, do my laundry before I do I get online, and/or take my shower before I do pointless homework. Doing all these tasks takes a while, and because I don’t want to do my homework I usually clean my room on nights that I have a lot of homework, or even on the nights before I have a test. Any type cleaning or house work tasks would work also, these types tasks could include vacuuming, doing the dishes, dusting, doing laundry and a lot of other tasks that are performed when doing house work.
Another awesome way to waste time is daydreaming. I can sit for fifteen minutes or more before I actually realize that I should be doing something else. I usually think about what happened that day, or what is going to be taking place tomorrow, or anything else that could imaginably pop into my head. A lot of times I look out the window and look at all the trees, clouds, squirrels, leaves on the ground or even the grass in my back yard. This is a great method to waste time especially when it’s small simple cleaning tasks, like cleaning out my backpack.
The best way to waste time is to interact with other people. That way when your parents or someone asks why you haven’t completed the task of cleaning your room, you can blame it on someone else. For instance you could say “Well, Mom I was talking on the phone to my friend about something important. I couldn’t just hang up.” I talk to my boyfriend all the time on the phone especially when he is gone to New York working. But for those who don’t want to spend a lot of money on phone bills, which we all know parents don’t like to spend a lot of money, than you could use different messenger’s online. I prefer MSN. But, if you don’t like doing a lot of typing than you could just surf the web, which can take a lot of time up, especially if you have a slow internet provider. If that is the case than what seems like forever to look at a minimal number of sites.
The main point to remember when wasting time is that you need to find something to do that's not as important as what you really need to get done. Then you will be an unproductive, procrastinating, time-wasting master.

Process Essay

80 % of high school students have tried alcohol, for many different causes. Some believe that alcohol will take away all your troubles when in reality it’s a depressant and causes a lot of consequences and punishments. You don’t notice that all your true feelings come out because you’re intoxicated and you don’t know what you doing or saying. In the next paragraphs I will be proving that my statement alcohol is a depressant, is correct.

Teenagers and adults use alcohol for many different reasons. The reasons that they experiment with alcohol is because they believe that it will make you feel good, feel stress free and make you relax. Yes, it may make you feel this way while you are drinking but right before you “crash” or pass-out all the feelings come out. You may start to cry, get angry and do other things that may harm you or someone else. Why this happens is because alcohol is a depressant, it slows your central nervous system down. It also blocks messages that are trying to be sent to your brain. It slows down your perceptions, emotions, movement, vision, and also hearing. When you’re intoxicated it may make you stagger, loose coordination, become confused and also become disorientated.

Teenagers and also adults who use alcohol have punishments and consequences involved. Most accidents that occur are caused by alcohol because the driver was either upset or angry and just took off. Why did this occur? Because all of their emotions caught up with them, and everything that they bottled up side finally caught up with them and they didn’t know how to handle everything, so which made them get in their vehicle and drive and think, which could possibly kill you, or kill some one else who is innocent on the whole issue. About 250,000 people are killed yearly by drunk driving, which is insane. Not only do accidents occur, but a lot of abuse occurs when people are intoxicated. A lot of abuse cases are reported when there are parties because someone will either hit on a guys girlfriend and they either get mad at the girlfriend and hit them or get in a fight with the guy at the party. Unnecessary things happen when alcohol is involved such as, accidents. abuse, and other dangerous things.

Not only do just people lives get taken away, or abuse occurs but also teens who drink that are underage is risking getting caught and getting fines. Most teens who are drinking get influenced to do things that they normally wouldn’t do like get in fights and also commit crimes that could cause someone to be sent to the juvenile hall and it could also cause you to become a felon if you commit a certain type of crime. Also, teens that drink loose interest in their school work, which would effect your grades and if you’re on a sports team it could cause you to be kicked off that certain sport for the rest of the season. Drinking causes a lot of health issues too. Teenagers who drink may perform actions such as having unprotected sex. Having unprotected sex could make you catch sexually transmitted diseases like herpes and other diseases. Teenagers who drink are more likely to have health problems occur because it may make them become over weight, cause high blood pressure, damage your liver and organs and brain.

Drinking may sound like a lot of fun, but in reality it’s just a depressant and it causes many horrible things that you could prevent happening by not drinking. Instead of drinking to make you feel relaxed, stress free and all the things that you thing it may help prevent, talk to someone else about your problems so that you don’t hurt yourself or others.




Sources found at:

http://kidshealth.org/teen/drug_alcohol/alcohol/alcohol.html

http://wiki.answers.com/Q/How_many_drunk_driving_accidents_happen_yearly

Division Essay

Growing up with a big family was fun at times but a lot of times it was hell. In my family I also have “step” family. I have step grandmother, cousins, aunts and also uncles. All my “step” family is all related to each other by blood, so that causes turmoil, and it makes feelings ruff with others in the family. Every family has there issues and problems that usually seem to work out, but with this particular problems it never seems to get any better.

We all choose favorite cousins and grandparents but what kind of grandparents chooses favorite grandchildren? My step grandmother and my grandfather always choose my cousins Danielle, Renee and Aderyn over the rest of us grandchildren. They have nothing to do with the other thirteen grandchildren, which cause hard feelings towards them. They do everything for them three girls. They pay for things for prom, birthdays, and all that good stuff. They bring them places like to the ocean, hunting, leaf looking, boating, camping and all the other things that we would like to do with them. By them choosing favorites it pushes the rest of us away, and it makes us have negative attitudes and feelings towards them like hate.

Picking favorites is not the only hurtful thing that seems to occur daily with them. Lying is another negative impact that they send the family. They are constantly making up lies about all the family, and it hurts the family’s feelings and it also causes all of us to fight because they will go to one person and be like “Did you hear what so and so said? They said this about you and that about you.” A thing like this causes turmoil in the family, so basically it’s like world war three all the time in the family. When you confront the certain ones that say things badly about you they will lie right to your face when you know it’s true and say they didn’t say anything about you. It gets tiring easily, and annoying. It gets to the point where we don’t talk to any of them that are in groups together because all we get is lies, and it makes it so hard to believe what is and what’s not true.

Family functions is usually a thing where the whole family gets involved but in their opinion in family functions is when three of four of them get together and do things together. For instance, none of us are invited to holiday functions. The only ones who are once again involved in anything with my grandparents is Lianne, Corey, Danielle, Renee, and Aderyn. They celebrate Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter, birthdays together and all that great and family fun stuff. Most of the time, we are all lucky if we even get a call on Christmas or on our birthdays. They don’t ever make time to come see any of us grandchildren. They don’t make an effort to see us when we are going to our prom, or if we have had surgery or anything important to us. We have all tried to have something to do with them but it came to the point where we all throwed our hands in the air and stopped caring because nothing that we said to them or did for them was never good enough, and they will never recognize us for we are.

It seems like that none of the family means anything to them, because if we all did they wouldn’t do what they do to all of us. There is more that they do, but the three things that I talked about are the main three things that hurt’s the family the most. The worst part is, they realize what they are doing, but the just don’t care. Family isn’t suppose to act this way towards each other. Family is all we have in life that will forever be in our hearts; and the day that we loose a loved one maybe it will open their eyes up and they will see all that they have lost, and missed. But, it’s hard to say. Things will always be the same until something tragic opens their eyes up.

Graf #10

When I was younger my Grammie died from chronic lung cancer. She tryed to fight it, but eventually it got the best of her, and took her life. I didn't really know what this illness was until I got older. As I got older I learnt about treatments and what exactly lung cancer was and how it developed.
When I got older I got into the medical terminology and some of the study of dieseaes. I learnt that chronic lung cancer is a long term cancer that affects the lungs. I learnt that there is two different kinds of lung cancer which is called non-small cell lung cancer and small cell lung cancer. Small cell cancer seems to spread and grow quickly throughout the body unlike non-small cell lung cancer it grows slowely and spreads slowely. Cancer bascially shuts down your lungs. People that I have talked to in my family told me that my grandmother use to say that it feels tight and it feels like you can't breathe. I learnt that one of the main treatments is chemo and radiation. In my studies I learnt that chemo and radiation may have side effects. Sometimes with radiation it can cause hair loss, fatigue, and naseua. Sometimes radiation and chemo don't work because the tumor may be too big, and there's nothign that they can do about it.
In my grandmothers situation her cancer was too far along and the chemo and radiation wouldn't help her situation. She instead decided to go home and spend the rest of the time that she had with her family and die happily at home instead of depressed in a hospital. The weeks went by and she had gotten weaker and alot worse. My family knew that soon her time would be up. As much as my family didn't want to they had to have her admitted. In order to help her pain they had her on morphine 24/7 and it didn't even seem to touch the pain. A day or so later she passed away. It was on July 4th. Because I was so young I didn't really understand the situation, but now by doing the research, I understand why lung cancer took her life, and how it did.

Contrast Essay (complete)

My sister and I can not deny that we are family. We both look just alike. Although I'm older than her by five years we could probably pass as twins because we are identical. A lot of people get us mixed up a lot. Just because we look alike doesn't mean we act alike. Our personalities are different and a lot of things that we do are different also. Our activities, personalities, attitudes, and life styles complete opposites.
When people look at the two of us they always say “You two look just alike” but in reality our personalities are completely different. Morgan has a personality of a thirteen year old. I find it immature and annoying because she tries to be the center of attention without even meaning to, but fortunately that will change with age. She has more than one side to her; she has a wild and crazy side that is scary. When she gets in the mood of being crazy, you basically better watch out because she jumps out of trees and off rocks. I remember a couple of winters ago when Morgan decided that she wanted to go “flying”. She got the bright idea to take a tree and bend it back then sit on it, next thing we all knew we saw Morgan flying through the air and land in a big pile of snow. We never knew what Morgan was going to come up with next, so we always have to be on our toes with her. She has more than just a crazy side though; she has a smart side too. She is really smart for her age. She is in sixth grade and she is already starting to learn some pre-algebra. When it comes to science and math she is a wiz, but when it comes to English, she struggles a lot. Because of being almost eighteen my personality is a lot more mature than Morgan’s. My personality is indescribable. I have a lot of characteristics which make up my personality. The characteristic that make up me is I’m high spirited, giggly, and angry at times. I’m also loving and caring. When something is usually going wrong I try to cheer people up and help them get through whatever it is there having a problem with.
Being a cheerleader helps teach me how to be high spirited. I love to cheer people up by doing something stupid or just inspiring them to make their dreams come true, even if there are obstacles getting in their way. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I am almost always giggling. I love to laugh and have fun with my friends. I try not to let things bother me because we only live once, and I figure if you let things get to you then it’s going to be a long boring life, which would suck. Even though I am a really giggly person, I still get angry at times. Sometimes easier than others, I try not to get angry but usually what makes me mad is when people lie about you or cause drama in your life that you’re not even asking for, but I guess that’s life. I am a really loving person. I hate no one, and I get along with most people. I don’t hold grudges and I forgive really easily. When someone is upset I usually always try to help comfort them by telling them that everything will be okay. Love falls into the category of being caring also. I always try to put people ahead of myself. If someone is upset I try to drop everything I’m doing and comfort them the best way I can. So as you can see, my sister and I in reality are completely different people, and don’t act alike in any ways.
Attitudes play a big role in which who we are, and it also shows how mature one actually is. Morgan has a horrible attitude, but sometimes she can have a good attitude; but only when she wants to. Morgan once again has an attitude of a thirteen year old. She thinks that she is basically the queen and everyone needs to drop down to her. Least that’s how I look at her attitude. When she doesn’t get her own way about something, it’s pretty much hell. She will yell and scream at you if you even look at her wrong. Most of the time it’s easier to let her do what she wants, so you don’t have to listen to her mouth. She doesn’t usually give an attitude to only family, she doesn’t show disrespect to others. When she is around like friends and teachers and stuff, she has one of the best attitudes that anyone has ever seen; even if she don’t get her own way. She will smile, and use manners with the teachers. I swear it’s like she is another child around them. My attitude isn’t half as bad as hers. I rarely have an attitude with my parents. If they say no I take it and plan to do whatever it was I wanted to do some other time when it’s okay with my parents. I can have an attitude when I want to though, but I don’t yell and scream at people when they look at me, like Morgan does. I know how to control my attitude and not freak out on people. She has a lot of maturing that she needs to do so she can learn how to control her attitude. I think that once she gets older and mature more than her and I personalities and attitudes and everything that makes up who we are may be similar.
Life styles, the way we dress, disguise our selves is also another major part of who we are. Morgan isn’t the type of girl who likes to be dressy or even look cute what so ever. She would rather just wear a pair of jeans with her etnies; but you can’t forget that the tongue has to be sticking out over the jeans with a baggy sweatshirt on. If she has to dress up the good ole attitude shows up, and you just tell her “whatever Morgan, go dress however you want to.” Unlike her, I like to dress up and where cute clothes, and actually dress like a girl. Yes, I have my days where I like to bum around and wear sweats and wear my etnies but most of the time I like to look half decent. Morgan loves to be dirty from going like wheeling and all those fun things, which I do too but I also like to clean. We just have different tastes in things we do, but that makes us who we are today, and no one will ever change that.
Just because we are sisters doesn’t mean that we have to be just a like, dress the same, act the same way. We are who we are, and no one will ever change that.

Classification Essay!

Growing up I have met so many different people, people who may stay in my life forever and even people who have went out of my life forever. The people who stay in my life I classify as my friends. I have many different types of friends, and a couple of different group’s that I would classify them. There is three main groups that I classify all of the people in my life. Which are as followed, “icky-okay”, “yah- hang out once in a blue moon” and my absolute “best “friends. I classified my friends in these categories depended on how close I am to these people and how often I see and speak to all of them. When I classify these people I start to think about who I would call my family; who I would trust the most and who is there when I need someone to talk to and vent to.
The “Icky-okay” friends are the ones who I am acquaintances with. I don’t make a effort to make sure I talk to them daily. I talk to them when it’s basically convent for me. I have all quite a few who I call just acquaintances. For example, there were these two girls who I use to be best friends with until I hit high school and everything changed. We had our problems and went our separate ways. We don’t hate each other but we just don’t make an effort or go out of our ways to talk to each other. We talk to each other when we bump into each other at school or at a store. I also put people in this group because it’s not someone who I would sit down and spill all my secrets too, because I don’t trust them worth a dime. For example, girls that I have known since I was in first grade and maybe talked to ten times in the last four years I would just sent right down and be like “Yeah, so last night I went to a party and met this great guy. We got pretty close last night...” I wouldn’t tell girls that I don’t talk to these things because they are the type of girls who like drama. If they know something so doesn’t the rest of the school. People like this get on my nerves easily, actually easier than most people. For instance, girls and even boys who are cocky and think that they are all that annoy me. I hate people who think they are better than you and everyone else. I am not like these people at all. I get along with everyone and not judge them by how the dress, how they act, or how much money they have like the jocks in my school. I say that these people are my “icky-okay” friends because we are opposites, we just don’t click. These type of people and me just aren’t meant to be friends, and we never will be.
The “yah-hangout once in a blue moon” friends are the girls and boys that I talk to in school but don’t make an effort to really hang out with outside of school or even really talk to outside of school. I don’t make an effort to talk and hang out with these people outside of school because a lot of these people don’t make the best decisions outside of school and I don’t really want to be part of that. For instance, some of these people I talk to and hang out with inside of school like to party a lot, smoke weed, and get in trouble with the police often. I don’t like to judge people so I give them a chance. I trust these people with little things that I may keep away from my mom and dad but I wouldn’t trust them with something that has to do with problems that my boyfriend and I have or things that had to do with getting in trouble with the police. A lot of these people that I classify in this group went down the wrong path in life and I separated my self from the mess. For example, I use to hang out with this one particular girl all the time. We use to be inseparable until she decided she was going to start partying, smoking weed and trying other things. I didn’t agree with the actions that she picked up in her life, so I took my self out of the position of putting my body in danger. I still talk to her in school and hang out with her in school and at school dances after football games but I don’t go to her house and she don’t come to mine anymore. These people still mean a lot to me, but they don’t pick up the roles of what a best friend is to me.
My “best” friends are the girls and boys who I have told everything to, shared great memories with and had many laughs with. These people know me like a book. They know me inside and out. These people can look at me and tell that there is something wrong, even if there is no expression being shown. For example, I came into school one day and before I could even sit down Amber; my best friend asked me what was wrong. She could tell by the way I was dressed that I was upset about something and made me talk about what was going on. I trust these people with my life. I know that if I ever need to talk about something that I can go to these people and know that the whole school won’t know what happened last night or the night before. I have two main best friends in my life and that would be my boyfriend Michael and my friend Amber. These two are family to me. They have been here for me through thick and thin. They both know what exactly to say to make me feel better and be the Katie that I truly am. I would be lost without these people in my life, and I honestly don’t think I would be the person I am today without them.
Everyone has different categories that you would classify your friends in. Just because you put people in categories doesn't mean you hate them, or that they haven’t impacted your life in some way but it just means that you have some people that are closer to you than others. For instance, your acquaintances are people that you may have known forever but don’t make an effort to go up to out of the blue and talk to them. Your friends are there for you, even if they don’t make the best decisions in their lives. Best friends are your brother and sister’s from another mother. My two best friends are my family; there just not another person out in the crowd.

I-search background and Why section.

Background:

A couple of years ago my father was working at the paper mill in Lincoln, Maine when he had got into some type of material called asbestos. Asbestos is a type of mineral fiber that has been used commonly in a variety of building construction materials for insulation and as a fire-retardant. (http://www.epa.gov/iaq/asbestos.html) Several asbestos products have been banned because this material is known to cause cancer. When my father was told about what type of material he had got into he was told that he immediately needed to make an appointment with his physician and be checked and told the damage that asbestos can cause. He was told the damage that asbestos causes, which is cancer. The physician told him that when they find out that he has cancer than it will most likely be too late to treat it. The things that we were told gave us all a scare. My family didn't take the news as well as my father thought they would. Everyone's reaction in the family was depressing to me. Being as young as I was when my father was told this news I took it like any young child would but the rest of my family denied the fact of what he had been told. No one in my family talked about it, especially my dad's mom. She had already lost a son and the thought of loosing another frightened her, which was expected but it broke my father's heart. He needed his family to be there to help him and talk to him about this issue, but everyone wanted to brush the issue off, and that's exactly what happened. I have had family members that have been diagnosed with lung cancer but I never thought it would be my dad that would have it. My grandmother went through alot when she had cancer and I don't ever want to see my father go through that. They had tried alot to help save her. The chemo and radiation that they tried to treat the cancer with, but all that did was make her very sick. As she got worse, she decided that she wanted to spend the last part of her life with the ones that she loved. She eventually went home and lived her life the best she could. At the end of it, she was in so much pain that she had to be put back in the hospital. She was given morphine and she was still in pain. She ended up dying on July 4th. Seeing her die in so much pain, makes me hope and pray that my father never has to go through that. Now every day that goes by my family and I wonder if my father has cancer or how long my father will actually be around, and pray that he wont have to go through what my grandmother went through.

Why:

This particular essay motivated me to research what asebestos actually was and how it causes cancer. My father being told that he will be diagnosed with cancer and not being able to help him really made me think and ask alot of questions. I wanted to write about this because I want to know different questions about how asbestos causes cancer. The following questions that I would like to be able to answer by the end of this is

1. How many people get cancer from this material called asbestos?
2. Does asbestos cause lung cancer, if so how many people are diagnosed with it yearly?
3. How many people die from lung cancer and how many survive?
4. How does asbestos acutally cause lung cancer?
5. What are the signs that the material has caused cancer?

I am hopping by having these particular questions answered than maybe I will have a better understanding on how the material that my father got into causes cancer and know what the signs are that he may have it so it could possibly be caught in time.

Contrast Essay Paragraphs 1 and 2

My sister and I can doubt deny that we are family. We both look just alike. Although I'm older than her by five years we could probley pass as twins because we are identical. Alot of people get us mixed up alot. Just because we look alike doesn't mean we act alike. Our personalities are different and alot of things that we do are different also. Our activities, personalities, attitudes, and life styles complete opposites.
My sister Morgan is 13 years old and she is wicked energetic. She makes sure that she is always part of some type of sport whether it's basketball, field hockey, track, soccor and softball. She is by far a lazy girl. Morgan has a horrible attitude tho. She has a attitude where she always thinks she right, and there is no changing her mind when she has it stuck in her head that she is right and that's that. Her way of dressing and thinking is very aqward, least I think so. She is just like a typical teenager in some ways but other's she isn't. Yes, she is boy crazy. She changes boyfriends like people changes their socks, which is daily. The way she dresses though is different. She would rather be in a pair of jeans and a baggy shirt on with her etnies. Oh, and you can't forget she likes to have the tongue of her shoe sticking out over her pant leggs. She likes to get dirty, she isn't scared of getting a little bit of mudd under her nails or anything. Her mind and my mind are completely different thinking. I love her right to death but she is aqward at times.

I-search Background 2

A couple of years ago my father was working at the paper mill in Lincoln, Maine when he had got into some type of material called asbestos. Asbestos is a type of mineral fiber that has been used commonly in a variety of building construction materials for insulation and as a fire-retardant. (http://www.epa.gov/iaq/asbestos.html) Several asbestos products have been banned because this material is known to cause cancer. When my father was told about what type of material he had got into he was told that he immediately needed to make an appointment with his physician and be checked and told the damage that asbestos can cause. He was told the damage that asbestos causes, which is cancer. The physician told him that when they find out that he has cancer than it will most likely be too late to treat it. The things that we were told gave us all a scare. We have had family members that have been diagnosed with lung cancer but I never thought it would be my dad that would have it. Every day that goes by my family and I wonder if my father has cancer or how long my father will actually be around.

Classification Essay 2 (complete)

Growing up I have met so many different people, people who may stay in my life forever and even people who have went out of my life forever. The people who stay in my life I classify as my friends. I have many different types of friends, and a couple of different group’s that I would put my friends in. There is three groups that I classify friends in and that would be the “icky-okay” friends, “yah- hang out once in a blue moon ” friends and my absoulte “best “ friends. I classify my friends in these catergories depending on how close I am to them or even where and when I would see them and talk to them. When I classify these people I think about who I would call bascially my family, and not just someone who is there to see when it’s good for the other person.
“Icky-okay” friends in my eyes are the ones who I am just aquaintences with. I don’t talk to them all the time. I talk to them when it’s basically convent for me. I have all kinds of people who I call aquaintences. For example, there was these two girls who I use to be best friends with until I hit high school and everything changed. The type of people I talked to, the people I hung out with and all of that good stuff. After a while we all went our separate ways and stopped hanging out but we would talk when we saw eachother and when it was convent for us. I also people people in this group because it’s not someone who I wouldn’t sit down and spill all my secrets too, because I don’t trust them worth a dime. The people who I classify in this group can easily get on my nerves and annoy me very easily. Easier than most people can annoy me. I feel that the only reason why these “icky-okay” friends get on my nerves easily is because I know that I don’t care for them and there not my first pick to get up and go see when I wake up. These people and me just don’t click, we’re opposites and were never and will never ment to be friends, there just those “icky-okay” friends that I am barly ever in the mood to talk to.
The “yah-hangout with once in a blue moon” friends are the ones that I talk to a lot in school but I don’t really make an effort to hang out with outside of school or really talk to much out of school. I trust them with little things that I may keep away from my mother and father but I wouldn’t trust them with nothing that had to do with maybe things with my boyfriend and I or things like if I was to get introuble with the police or something. I have a lot of these types of friends. A lot of these people I use to hang out with all the time but in the end I found out that most of them are just backstabbing bitches. For instance, I use to hang out with this one girl all the time until I found out I just couldn’t trust her with my darkest secrets. All she loved was drama, and that’s not my favorite thing to be part of. I stopped hanging out with her as much as I use to and now I basically hang out with her once in a blue moon. I may hangout with her during like half time at the football game when I’m not cheering or maybe answer her text messages when she write to me. I don’t hang out with these types of people a lot because I have a hard time trusting them because of people like I just told you about up above. I still classify them as my friends because I can talk to them about some things but not things that I can talk to my best friends about.
My “best” friends are the people who I have told everything to. They know me inside and out, they can tell if I’m upset without even talking to me, they know what I am thinking by just looking at me, and they aren’t opposites of me. I only have a couple of people that I would classify as my “best” friends only because I have a trust issue with people. These people that I classify as my “best” friends are basically family to me. I know that I can go to them with anything and not have to worry about them going back and telling so and so about how I feel about something. My boyfriend is my best friend. He has been here for me through thick and thin, and he knows everything about me. He always knows when there is something wrong and always knows the right things to say. A best friend to me is someone who is always there and someone who you can call family. I trust my best friends with my life and I am always there for them when something is up. I know when they are upset or angry or anything like that. We all know each other and are bascially like peanut butter and jelly….We just go together… I wouldn’t trade my best friends for anything, they are my family.
Everyone has different categories that you would classify your friends in. Just because you put people in categories doesn't mean you hate them, or that they haven’t impacted your life in some way but it just means that you have some people that are closer to you than others. For instance, your acquaintances are people that you may have known forever and they have helped you out but you just don't trust them as much as you do your friends or your best friends. Friends are always there for you in the end but some friends can be backstabbers and it's hard to trust some of them. Best friends are like your blood, if they aren’t. Most of my best friends are family to me, if they aren’t family. I trust these people with my life. They aren’t just another person out in the crowd.

Isearch Background

A couple of years ago my father was working at the paper mill in Lincoln, Maine and he got into something called asbestos. Asbestos is a mineral fiber that has been used commonly in a variety of building construction materials for insulation and as a fire-retardant. (http://www.epa.gov/iaq/asbestos.html) Several asbestos products have been banned because this material is known to cause cancer. When my father found out what he had got into at work he was told that he immediatly had to go to the doctors and get a check up and get a doctors opinion. He did what was told, the doctor in the end told him that he would soon end up with cancer, but when they finally had signs that he had it, than it would be too late to help him or do anything for him to save him. So now he goes day by day wondering if he has cancer from this dangerous material that he has got into.

Classification Essay...(complete)

As we grow up and meet new people we find out that their are various types of levels of "friends" that we all have. How I classify my friends is by how well I know them and how well they know me. We encounter them every day whether it's at school, in gym class, or even at home when hanging out with them. Most of us don't normally take the time to actually sit down and think of how we would group our friends. First there are the friends that you only talk to when you see them, they are normally called acquaintances. Next would be my friends that I talk to all the time, and randomly hang out with outside of school. Last but not least would be my best friends, who are my true friends that I can tell anything and everything to.

The first type would be simply your acquaintances. You basically only talk to them when you randomly run into them at school or maybe even at a store. You don't go out of your way to talk to them, and you basically really only know them by first name basis. There not the ones that you would go out of your way to ask to go to the movies with. You normally wouldn't miss them if you were to move or even if they were to be gone for a month on a vacation. Most of the time, these people usually would cause aggravation to you for many reasons. Since you don't talk to them much, when you do come across to them you feel that you have to be nice to them just so shit don't get started. This may be also aggravating because when your best friends are getting on your nerves you usually tell them to shut up but with these types of people you don't want to say anything to make you sound like a bitch. This is why I just call these people my "acquaintances."

The second type would be friends. These people you usually talk to a lot in school and sometimes make plans to hang out with out side of school. You can’t always trust these people with your deepest darkest secrets but you can trust them with little things that you may keep away from your parents because they don’t need to know what you have done. These types of friends could sometimes get annoying because you’re not always around them, so things that they have might thought was funny; was really immature and stupid to you. You may miss them from time to time if you like don’t see them all summer vacation, but if they are gone for like two weeks on vacation you may forget that they were even gone. These aren’t the people who you would stay in really good touch with after graduate. They could possibly be like when you see them like three years down the road; you would say hey to and maybe make plans to catch up on life. Yes, these people are important but they are friends and not family.

The third and last type of friends would be my best friends. These people are who I tell everything to, and trust them with my life. I have quite of bit of best friends. I’d have to say that my best friends would be like my mom, my grandmother, Amber, my boyfriend; Amber and so on. These people are who are always here for me through good and bad. These are the type of friends that you can go to and cry and tell them what you have done, especially if it’s bad. They understand everything about you, and can read your mind or your body language before you say or even do anything. These people mean a lot to me in my life, and I would be lost without them. The relationship that I have with my mom and my grandmother are special because they are the two that I spent a lot of childhood with, and they are the two that I have told a lot of things to, especially if they are bad. Amber; she knows a lot about me. She is the one who yells at me and tells me to snap the hell out of it when I’m upset for a stupid reason, or even when I’m having an attitude. She has really impacted my life in a positive way. We do everything together, and we always tell each other to shut up when one of us are being annoying to each other. We are like peanut butter and jelly. We go together. Michael; is my BEST FRIEND. He knows absolutely everything about me and he always knows how to cheer me up when I am really upset. He motivates me to get all my school work done and to stay active in things that I love to do. Michael always knows when I am upset, even if I try to hide my feelings with a smile. He can look at me and be like “Katie, what is wrong.” He is always here for me to bring me up when I’m down. I trust this boy with my life, and he has impacted my life in such a positive way. He has brought me back down to earth and to actually care about life… As you can best friends are the ones that help you through anything, good or bad. They make time for you no matter what they are doing and would give up pretty much anything to help you through hard times. Best friends are your family that isn’t blood pretty much.


Everyone has different categories that you would classify your friends in. Just because you put people in categories doesn't mean you hate them, or that they haven’t impacted your life in some way but it just means that you have some people that are closer to you than others. For instance, your acquaintances are people that you may have known forever and they have helped you out but you just don't trust them as much as you do your friends or your best friends. Friends are always there for you in the end but some friends can be backstabbers and it's hard to trust some people. Best friends are like your blood, if they aren’t. Most of my best friends are family to me, if they aren’t family. I trust these people with my life. They aren’t just another person out in the crowd.

Outro of classification essay.

Everyone has different categories that you would classify your friends in. Just because you put people in categories doesn't mean you hate them, or that they haven’t impacted your life in some way but it just means that you have some people that are closer to you than others. For instance, your acquaintances are people that you may have known forever and they have helped you out but you just don't trust them as much as you do your friends or your best friends. Friends are always there for you in the end but some friends can be backstabbers and it's hard to trust some people. Best friends are like your blood, if they aren’t. Most of my best friends are family to me, if they aren’t family. I trust these people with my life. They aren’t just another person out in the crowd.