Cruise

Last January, my family and I went on a cruise ship to different islands. We have never done this before so it was very unpredictable and exciting. I had no clue what to expect. It was the night before our big departure and I couldn't help but feel a little tense and nervous. I was hesitant about missing a week of school because I take my studies seriously. I didn’t want to fall behind and not have time to make it all up.



I woke up at three in the morning in order to be on time for my 6am flight. I had everything packed and ready to go. I was a bit sad because I had to say good bye to my puppy, an American mastiff, for a whole week while he stayed at my aunt’s house. Everyone was running around my house trying to finish packing the last minute things. We were all set to leave at quarter to four that morning.



As we arrived at the airport with plenty of time to spare, we decided to get some breakfast and just relax before our flight. My sisters and I were goofing off while my dad was reading his newspaper and my mom was reading her magazine. At half past five that morning, we heard over the loud speaker, that passengers could board our plane.



The plane ride went by relatively quick and with no troubles. We landed in Florida because that’s where our cruise ship was docked. It was nice going from cold weather to warm weather in just a three hour flight. It was almost like magic. An hour after we landed, we were on our cruise ship.



The cruise ship was wonderful and elegant. It was so big and filled with friendly workers ready to accommodate us. I felt like royalty. We had a lovely lunch on the ship’s top floor. When we got to our room, our luggage was already there. Suddenly, all my worries about school disappeared. I was in luxury. The next two days we spent out at sea. Since we were on the boat, we spent our time swimming, eating, dressing up for fancy dinners, laying out in the sun, and doing some nice shopping on the boat. It was the life.



On the third day we went to the Cayman Islands where we scuba dove and shopped a little bit. It was awesome. It was almost ninety degrees out and I loved it. We spent about 6 hours on this island then we had to leave and go so the next day we could arrive at the cruise ship’s private island. At this island, we went for a bike ride, swam in the crystal clear water, ate some delicious food, and sat out on the beach.



On the fifth day we were out at sea until about noon and then we docked back at Florida. It was time to leave. I was indifferent about my departure back home. I was sad to be leaving this incredible vacation behind me, but I was happy to be reunited with my friends and be back in school and sports. I got home at around half passed six that night. I went with my parents to pick up my puppy. After this I came home and started to unpack. I started thinking about the memories my family and I shared. Starting to get a little upset, I realized that although the experience is in past, the memories will always be with me.

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Conclussion

Ambitious young musicians must always strive to develop a unique sound despite strong cultural influences. Every year, young adults go into the music industry with there head held high and come out with it down. This industry doesn't guaranty that you will make it. You need to stand out and have something that nobody else has done. Although it's unpredictable, standing out and being different will never go unnoticed.

Starting My High School Hockey Game

On the night on December 18^th I had a high school hockey game. But this wasn’t any regular game, because I was starting. I had been told this in one of our practices earlier that week. I don’t know why, but it had just never clicked. Everything seemed so surreal. I hadn’t been planning on starting. I thought that was something that happened junior or senior year. It’s before the game and my coaches are giving a speech to us in the locker room. I hate to admit it, but I don’t even know what they’re saying right now. In my mind it is silent. Nothing is moving. Nobody is speaking.

I have an adrenaline rush moving through my body, but I’m too scared to move or even acknowledge it. I feel this knot in the pit of my stomach. What if people laugh at me? What if they question me starting off the game? What if I let them down?

“Meaghan did u just hear me?”

I jumped a little hearing my coach call my name. I shake my head so he can repeat it. He says that we will all have to line up on the goal line and the announcer will say the starting line. As he says the starting players, you have to skate up to the blue line because there they will be singing the star spangled banner. My heart was racing like a rabbit. WHAT? Are you kidding me? We have never done this before! Why now? I nod my head and he continues on with his speech. I continue to feel queasy.

My coach says for us all to huddle in and starts screaming that this was our game and we could win. Sad to say, that didn’t make me any more confident in myself. The coaches leave the room and it’s the captains turn to speak. They each go around saying what they have to say. I actually listen to them this time. They say how we all have to go in there with a positive mind set and come out with a boat full of energy. At least that’s one thing I got squared away, my energy is out of this world. Kait, one of the captains, opens the door and we all pile out.

The zamboni is finishing its last run on the ice. It’s moving so slow. I see the crowds of people all around us. Our team’s fans are on one side, and the other teams on the opposite. Why do they do this? It’s almost like they can’t talk to one another because they’re rooting for different teams. It’s like a war zone in the arena, and it’s all down to the players and who wants it more. I step onto the ice. It’s so smooth at first. I glide to the red line and we start warm-ups, which I wish never ended.

Buzz! It’s time to line up across the goal line. They start calling the starting lines names. Surprisingly, they didn’t pronounce my name wrong!  I skate to the blue line and everyone is cheering, even my coaches. After they finish calling our names, the rest of the team comes up. Then they start with the opposing line. After this is all done, we sing the star spangle banner.

It’s game time. The whistle blows and my line lines up on the face off dot. The ref drops the puck. And I am ready as much as I will ever be. The center draws it back and our defense gets it. They pass the puck to me. I skate down almost too where I was in our zone and loop around to start my quest down to the other end. I get passed two opposing players. When I am eventually in their end I pass to my center. She shoots and the other wing goes in for the rebound.  Now this time, I can say we scored to make this essay ten times better. I skate to the bench, and my coach gives me a smile so I knew I had made him happy. That was a great feeling.                          WORDCOUNT:688

Hockey

On the night of December 2nd 2011, I had my first high school hockey game. I don't think I have ever been so nervous in my entire life. The butterflies I feel in my stomach is nothing I have ever experienced before. I feel as though my heart is beating out of my chest. I don't even know if I can make it on the ice before I pass out. Right when I stepped out on the ice I can feel my feet trembling. Why am I so nervous? This is what I have been waiting for and now that the time has come all I want to do is run off the ice. Now, for those of you who do not know the incredible game of hockey, you get a few minutes of warm up before the game actually begins. During this warm up my whole body is shaking. So many people are there watching us. As I look around the arena, I could notice three things. First, were all of the people there. Second, is the smell of popcorn and fried dough in the air. Lastly, is the large amounts of bright lights pointing down in our direction. Buzz! Warm up is over. It was time to start the game. Now of course I am not starting because this is my first year on varsity. Although I am not starting, that didn't mean my nerves went away. “Meaghan, you're up next". Right when I heard those words from my coach, my heart skipped a beat. At first I didn't even move because I thought that I might have been in a dream, Cheesy right? But it is true. I don’t even know what to say or where to go. "Meaghan..." my coach said. I got back to reality, went to the door, and stepped out onto the white ice. The ice was smooth, and shiny. I remember gliding to the faceoff and thinking to myself that I could do this. The whistle blew. Here we go. I heard the puck hit the ice, ever so slowly. The center had tied it up so I went in for the puck, which was in our end. I passed it to the far wing going up the boards. We were off to the races. It was a two on two. The crowd was cheering and I just skated as hard as I could to the net. I got the pass, and shot the puck. Now, as much as I would like to say I scored to make this story ten times better, I didn't. But that was okay. I know that I tried my hardest and that I gave it my all. Even if nobody else says that they’re proud of me, I was proud of myself. I got to the bench and everybody was cheering for me. My coach said that I had made him proud. I’m not going to lie; I got a little teary eyed. That game I was the only person to play continuously who just started varsity. I will never ever forget that game…it's one of the best moments of my life.                       

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What is an essay?

According to the dictionary, an essay is a piece of writing that gives you thoughts about a subject. An essay usually consists of five or more paragraphs. An introductory, 3 body paragraphs, and a concluding. To me, however, an essay is much more. An essay is a piece of writing that has infinite possibilities. You can write about anything and everything and nobody judges you because it's your own thoughts.