Process Essay

      There are many things that go into the process of being a Black Friday shopper and/or worker. This Black Friday I was going to be prepared! The planning starts months in advance, with the first major obstacle, if you work in the retail industry, what shift are you going to pick? Then the picking of stores, they can be picked by the best deals from ads. And last but not least, that day arrives, and the shopping commences but you need to make sure you always stay on time, and stay within the budget.
     The planning starts with what time do I want to work during Black Friday, and there are several that I could choose from, midnight, morning, afternoon, or night shifts. I decided months ago that just like in 2011 I was going to do the midnight shift until nine in the morning. I know what your thinking but then you are going to miss the early door buster deals. Not necessarily, you see I get an hour lunch with that shift and i can shop on that hour break, plus another twenty minute break that is paid, I can make it to the in mall store that are having the wonderful door buster deals, and still will be able to shop at the stores outside of the mall when i get out of work at nine, and get the door buster deals before one o'clock.
     At first I didn't really know what stores I was going to hit first, most of all because, I didn't know what I want to shop for? I kept going back and forth on do I want to get a TV for eighty-eight dollars at sears, or do I want to hit up the trendy clothing stores, like Hollister, American Eagle, and Aeropostale. Then the flyer's came out and I got a chance to look those over and see the best deals. I X'd out the TV, and decided I needed to shop for almost everything else I needed, starting at the Ulta Beauty store for my lovely co-workers, and then game stop for the boyfriend, next was Joann fabrics for some ornaments and mommy shopping, and the last stores are the big retailers Walmart, Target, and Lowe's for my dad, and my grandparents. A great plan and if I can keep myself on track like I want, I should hit them all before 1pm of Black Friday.
      Aaahhh after all the planning that day arrives, and shopping is in the air. I just keep reminding myself to stay on time, make it to work, and remember to stay within budget, and make it to every store. My budget is one hundred dollars, maybe one hundred and forty dollars if I can finish my scorecard at work today, and get forty dollars extra. I also need to make sure I take my lunches half an hour each about two hours apart to maximize time at work for sales, and make time to get all the great sales. Also I need to eat so the snacks are behind the counter at work and the count down begins to the store opening and the shopping commencing.
      Last year I didn't rally shop the early morning sales too well. This year I made sure i would hit all the sales, and get what i wanted for Christmas gifts for my family and friends. i planned months in advanced in order to get the shift at work i wanted, and made sure i kept that shift. I made it to all the stores I wanted to keeping in the back of my mind the time i had, and the money I was allowing myself to spend in each store, and all together. My budget ended up staying right on track and I spent just about one hundred and twenty dollars altogether on Black Friday. All in all it was a successful day and I can say that i got home I was so exhausted I passed out on my bed at nine o'clock that night and slept until ten that Saturday morning! As a Twitter tag would go #ShoppedOut/ShoppingAddictionProblems.

Effects Essay

     A knock at the door, I stare at it, thinking to myself "I'm not expecting any company, or any packages." slow I creep to the door and peer out, ever so slowly as to not make any noise. There is a woman standing outside, she is the lady who showed me the apartment, and is in charge of paperwork, I know why she is here, but I am not answering the door. She posts to things on my door, and walks up stairs, I still don't open the door until I know she has left our building entirely. Then I open it grab the pieces of paper and close it again, very quickly encase she comes back. It's a final notice about rent. We are behind four hundred and forty-six dollars, and trying to catch up as quick as we can, but not quick enough, we have 7 days. It is starting to set in we may not have a place to live next week. There are several effects that come into play, panic, sadness/madness, and the will to overcome.
      It is my worst nightmare getting behind on bills, especially on rent because that is your home. The sheer terror of reading that, knowing that i need to come up with that money between now and next Tuesday is scary. it instantly sends me into panic mode seeing where I can come up with the money, what I have to postpone for a week for bills in order to pay it, and how I'm going to ask my boyfriend for money knowing he has been trying his best to give me more money for the bills.
     The panicking just makes me even for frustrated, and i don't know what I am more sad or mad. I know my boyfriend tries hard to make money for us, and still go to school full time, but the job he has is not helping with bills, and this eviction notice is the icing on the cake. I know I said he is trying his best, and he is, but when is your best not good enough any more. I work full time and go to school part time, and i can pay my half just fine. It makes me sad to think that i have to talk to him about bills again, and let him down knowing i have tried my best, and he has tried all he can to help.
      After finding this out today and getting over the panic and shock of knowing i may not have a place to live, and thinking about talking to my boyfriend, and getting all the anger and sadness out to a great friend. I have found new hope, my ability to plan bills out and catch up on things has started to kick in and I have new faith that we will over come our struggles. In one week we need to come up with $446 which doesn't sound easy but its the holiday and my checks are big, and maybe he will have busy days. That is what I can hope for, and that helps my spirits perk up. I started to edit the bill plans, and see where i could cut out a bill here or there, and how big I thought my checks would be in the weeks to come, so we aren't behind again. Because lord knows i don't want to go through all the emotions i have today ever again.
     I'm always going to panic and get frustrated when things go wrong, especially when it comes to rent, and other bills. I'm a perfectionist when it comes to them, i need to know what I'm spending, and if I am paying on time. It's something i need to work on, and it isn't always a bad thing, but it does stress me out to a point where I go into a all out freak mode. I know in the end everything will be okay its the en-between  that worry, that panicky feeling that way me down beforehand, and that will to over come my obstacles that gets me through day to day.

Process Essay

      What is a successful woman today? To me it is a woman that has gone through many woe's in her life, pretty much known as the steps of life. She prevails through those steps, grows from them. There are three life steps i have taken in the last five years, and they helped mold me into the young woman I am today. Psychological, Financial, and motivational. Three things that every woman or man goes through, and it can make or break them in the end.
     The night my dad came to gather my things and load them up into a moving van to take back home, he had to face me, a broken down, piece of nothing, or at least that is what I felt like then. My world had fallen apart. I was psychologically broken down, I had tried everything, going to teachers, the dean of education, and even the president of Husson. My last efforts even had teachers calling out other students, whom in their eyes didn't deserve to be there over me. I had a 3.2 GPA, I was a Husson Cheerleader, and involved in the community, I stayed out of trouble and always had my homework in on time. But I couldn't and still don't understand how I could have been kicked out after all my hard work just because I couldn't pay, It was a life lesson that I was learning the hard way. That not everything is handed to you, you have to work hard to achieve them, and you are going to be let down some times.
    Not paying leads to the next phase, into the financial woes of what is Tiffany's situation then and now. I owe Husson University at this point about six thousand dollars, and yes you read that right six thousand dollars. The amount sounds horrible but it was almost twelve thousand five years ago, so I have been able to pay off a bunch of it. But having that not payed off now is taking a toll on my bank account. See until I have that paid off Husson won't budge on giving me my transcripts. So these classes I am taking at EMCC I pay for out of my pocket, why? Well without that transcript I can't fully enroll, which means no financial aid once again! There fore the past three months out of the semester that I want to take classes, I have to pay three hundred dollars each month for my classes. There is a down side to paying for classes, Rent is usually a week late because at least one week my whole check goes to the school, except for gas money. sounds fun doesn't it, NOT! but if I want to take classes and be able to say I have a degree, I have to take the hit and pay, another big life lesson, i call it life lesson phase two, in becoming a more responsible adult. handling your finances on your own.
     I was very motivated in college, and leaving college early had a more than sour affect on me. For the first couple of days I was unmotivated, didn't want to do anything, just laid there in bed thinking woe is me. That didn't last to long. Because adding the first phases together, you come up with the motivational phase, a phase that brings you back to life. In the end all the psychological, and financial parts led me into a greater path. I didn't see it but even before I left the school, I was already creating a motivational phase. See before I left I met with all my teachers, and planned on doing all the work from home, and coming to classes at least twice a month, in doing that I proved to myself that I didn't need to be up there to succeed. I could be at home, and still take my classes. It was hard work, and I had to be motivated to do my best. I had 5 classes to worry about back then. In the end I had a 3.23 GPA, while spending 4 months of that semester at home. I kicked motivations butt, and showed my parents and my self that I could do it.
     I still have the motivation to fight for what I want out of my education, I've made changes, and grown up...A lot. and I have taken the steps to overcome what has happened to me through the phases of life. Whether if it was psychological, motivational, or financial, I had to over come them. I will succeed in life, I will have a degree, or two, or three. Nothing will stand in my way, not Husson, Not the money issue, and I will never be un-motivational towards getting my education. I want my children to know that there mom fought to get her education, that she took the steps to overcome the obstacles in front of her to get what she wanted, and she did not give up until her dream was reached.

Process Essay Intro

   What is a successful woman today? To me it is a woman that has gone through many woe's in her life, pretty much known as the steps of life. She prevails through those steps, grows from them. There are three life steps i have taken in the last five years, and they helped mold me into the young woman I am today. Psychological, Financial, and motivational. Three things that every woman or man goes through, and it can make or break them in the end.

Effects Essay

     Ever since I was little my dream was to one day graduate high school, and go to college. I mean every child wants her parents to see her succeed and find an exciting job after 4 years of college and working towards her degree. That was how my senior year went at Waterville High School, and how my freshman year was going at Husson, until one day it was crumbling on the floor where I was standing. I wan't getting any financial aid, my parents didn't have the credit to get a loan, and I didn't qualify for work study. My worst nightmare had come true I wasn't going to be able to complete my college dream. The effects of this situation were immediate and have molded me into the woman I am today.  Psychological, Financial, and motivational.
     My dad has never seen me break down, and almost collapse to the ground in frustration, exhaustion, and depression. But the he came to gather my things and load them up into a moving van to take back home, he had to face me a broken down, piece of nothing, or at least that is what I felt like then. My world had fallen apart. I had felt like I was nothing any more, like I should be living on the bottom of the ocean with the scum of the earth. A little harsh? is what your thinking, it wan't harsh then. I was psychologically broken down, I had tried everything, going to teachers, the dean of education, and even the president of Husson. My last efforts even had teachers calling out other students, whom in their eyes didn't deserve to be there over me. I had a 3.2 GPA, I was a Husson Cheerleader, and involved in the community, I stayed out of trouble and always had my homework in on time. But I couldn't and still don't understand how I could have been kicked out after all my hard work just because I couldn't pay.
    Not paying leads me into the financial woes of what is Tiffany's situation then and now. I owe Husson University at this point about six thousand dollars, and yes you read that right six thousand dollars. The amount sounds horrible but it was almost twelve thousand 5 years ago, so I have been able to pay off a bunch of it. But having that not payed off now is taking a toll on my bank account, because the effect of not paying Husson off fast enough means I have to pay more out of my wallet. You see until I have that paid off Husson won't budge on giving me my transcripts. So these classes I am taking at EMCC i am paying for out of my pocket, why? Because without that transcript I can't fully enroll, which means no financial aid once again! So for three months out of the semester that I want to take classes I have to pay about three hundred dollars each month to pay off my classes that I take, which yes is good because at least I don't have to worry about loans this time, but it does take a toll on everything else i have to pay for. For three months rent is usually a week late because at least one of those week almost my whole check goes to the school, except for gas money. sounds fun doesn't it, NOT! but if I want to take classes and be able to say I have a degree, I have to take the hit and pay.
     I was very motivated in college, and leaving college early had a more than grand effect on me. For the first couple of days I was unmotivated, didn't want to do anything, just laid there in bed thinking woe is me. That didn't last to long. In the end all the psychological, and financial parts led me into a greater path. See before I left I got with all my teachers and planned on doing all the work from home, and making it up to classes at least twice a month, in doing that I proved to myself that I didn't need to be up there to succeed in my first year of college, I could be at home and still take my classes. It was hard work and the motivation had to be there for me to do my best. I had 5 classes to worry about, and a clinical that needed to happen as well. in the end I had a 3.23 GPA by the end of spring semester, while spending 4 months of that semester at home. I kicked motivations butt, and showed my parents and my self that I could do it.
     I still have the motivation to fight for what I want out of my education, I've made changes, and grown up...A lot. and all the effects of what has happened to me whether psychological, motivational, or financial, I have over come them. Shown that life is growing whether i have the tools, or need to find them. I will succeed in life, I will have a degree, or two, or three. Nothing will stand in my way, not Husson, Not the money issue, and I will never be un-motivational towards getting my education. I want my children to know that there mom fought to get her education and overcame the obstacles in front of her to get what she wanted, and she did not give up until her dream was reached.

Example Essay

     In my house there are three meals that are examples of meals from the heart, that mean family and memories. We have them on a weekly basis: Spaghetti, Macaroni and Cheese with Hot Dogs, and Shepard's Pie.  We will occasionally have other meals like Chop Suey, Ham and Potatoes, but those first three meals are made every week, Why you ask? Well, that is pretty much what is in my cook book, that can be made, and is edible, and that everyone likes from my boyfriend to my parents. I'm not saying that I'm a bad cook or to lazy to look up other recipes, but I have set the fire alarm off in my apartment way to many times to venture too far from my normal cooking, so the examples are short and yummy: Spaghetti, Macaroni and Cheese with Hot Dogs, and Shepard's Pie.
     When I was younger, my parents split up for a year. My dad would always do the comfort food dinners, mostly Macaroni and Cheese with Hot Dogs. Now that I have grown up, I have taken that idea and run with it, as an every week meal. Easy, Simple, and dummy proof. I mean who could mess up boiling water, well as long as the water doesn't boil over the pan. Adding the noodles so they get tender and chewy, but not mooshie. Then the best part and the one I use to love doing as a kid, adding the Milk, Butter, and the Cheese. Now the last step is always the one I could and some times do mess up, especially when I don't add enough milk, or we don't have any milk in the house, and my boyfriend suggests we use water instead (Mind you he adds cold water). Then it becomes a messy, cold, blah meal, with no taste. But Hey, at least the house is safe from harm, and I didn't burn it down that night.
     There is one meal that is a way to a mans heart and that is Shepard's Pie. I couldn't tell you how happy my boyfriend was to have it the first time I tried making it. It was the one meal he looked forward to when growing up, with just his dad and sister in the house, his dad grew to be a very good cook, and shepards pie was one of their favorites to make. The difficult part of shepards pie is always the broiling part, to get that nice looking golden crust on top with out smoking out the oven and setting the alarm off. My dad could do it, My roommate from years ago could could do it, so my first cooking, why the heck couldn't I do it. Well because i am easily distracted, so that first attempt equaled black crust, not golden. Since then i have gotten really great at making Shepard's pie, I stayed focused when cooking it, and set the timer for less time in the broiler.
    One of my mothers favorite meals to cook at home is Spaghetti. All the meals mentioned have a significant meaning to me but this dinner reminds me of my family, and what I want my new family memories to be. This is what my grandmother would cook when ever we would go down to Jay, Me, where my mom is from, she would even bring it to a family celebration. Spaghetti always reminds me of the togetherness my family had when I was younger. Now it is a new beginning for my boyfriend and I. This is one of those smell good, feel good type of meals, it warms your heart, and your tummy. It brings my new family to the table, and taste is superb, and I haven't ruined a spaghetti dinner yet.
    People always say that food brings everyone around the table, as I've grown up i have come to believe that. There dare so many times that my parents and I or my boyfriend and I have sat around the table to enjoy Macaroni and Cheese, Spaghetti, or Shepard's Pie. enjoying the company not having to talk but just sitting around the table having a meal together, that is when the statement is true that food brings a family together. In the the memories make for the best recipes,a s long as you don't burn them.
   

Example Essay Intro

In my house there are three meals that we have on a weekly basis Spaghetti, Macaroni and Cheese with Hot Dogs, and Shepard's Pie. We will occasionally have other meals like Chop Suey, or Ham and Potatoes, but those first three meals are made ever week, Why you ask? Well, that is pretty much what is in my cook book that can be made, and is edible. I am not saying that I'm a bad cook, but I have set the fire alarm off in my apartment way to many times to venture too far from my normal cooking, so the list is short and yummy: Spaghetti, Macaroni and Cheese with Hot Dogs, and Shepard's Pie.  

Annotated Bibliography

n.p. "What Is Migraine? What Causes Migraines?." Medical News Today. MediLexicon, Intl., 30 Apr. 2009. Web.
3 Nov. 2012. <http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/148373.php>
This Site was great to get a migraines for dummies point of view, on causes, treatments, and symptoms.
BMJ 2012; 345 doi: http://dx.doi.org/10.1136/bmj.e5027 (Published 8 August 2012)

Medical journal that has done research on women that have migraines, and they have had a cognitive decline over time. this journal is really interesting because it shows the studies, and outcomes.

"Transient monocular visual loss and retinal migraine" December 6, 2005 vol. 173 no. 12 <http://www.cmaj.ca/content/173/12/1441.short#ref-list-1>

Medical journal on two types of migraines monocular and binocular, I have never heard of binocular migraines, its an interesting read. A lot of these symptoms I have weekly. Not sure if this is right for the bibliography, but I could not find all the information for this last article.

Contrast Essay

My mother is my rock, she is there during the bad times, and always there to cheer me on during the good times. We are look alike twins, if I didn't have my long hair you would need to do a double take. Just ask my boyfriend, he always says" you look just like your mother." Mostly he does it to get a kick out of watching me steam every time. But my mother and I looking a like is almost the only thing we have in common. My mother is the classic woman with a tom boy twist, and a big case of working too hard. I on the other hand am your typical girly girl, cheerleader, and shopper. Now you see, there are several differences between us too: the way we look, how we handle responsibilities, and holidays."

       There are families of all different sizes, and when I say sizes, I'm not meaning how many members. i talking about height, weight, and looks. My mother is slightly over weight, I'm slightly skinny. We are both petite, my mom stands about 5'3", and I come in at a whopping 5' 1/2", no that is not little size. But the differences between us can be seen every day, not just our heights, but looks as well. My mom has the tom boy look, and has kept the same look pretty much since high school. Short hair, always wearing pants, except at her and my dads wedding, and t-shirts, or button up blouses. Still girly, but with a tom boy twist. So what are the differences between us? I'm as girly as they come, I have long brown hair, and I always straighten it, I have make up on at least 12 hours out of the day, and I am addicted to dresses. My mother loves me that way, and she has seen me with out make up on, and has always said to me"you don't have make up on, you look sick." But she loves my fashion ideas, and when i pick out her clothes, unless its a dress that is a deal breakers. She always says no to dresses except maybe on my wedding day.

       My mom, and bills should never be in the same sentence, why? Because she almost never pays them on time, or she forgets about them entirely. Then who ends up paying them you ask? My dad or myself, if I get mad enough about my cellphone not working. I know what your saying, why is a 24 year year old getting mad that her cellphone is off, and she isn't the one paying for it. Well, my cellphone bill is the only payment I am not making on my own, and lets face it; I am like every other girl, and that cellphone is my life line. I pay all my other bills, rent, electric, cable, and car, and so forth, and I am always a stickler about getting them in on time. I plan my bills out at least 4 to 6 months ahead a time, and will always work extra hours to make sure those payments are made on time. Unlike my mother, the thought, and stress of a bill being over due would worry me more than anything. Which to her, a bill being over due just means she can pay next week.

       I was at work, sitting, and organizing drawers, trying to think of other ways that my mom and I differ from each other. Then it happened, the first Christmas song came over the Macy's radio. It hit me, Decorations and Holidays. When to put up the decorations, and how much we put up. See my mom is one of those holiday people, who always puts up her decorations super early, pretty much right after Halloween. It's not that I don't love the holiday but my mother goes over board, lights, wreaths, window stickers, and she always overloads the tree with bulbs, ornaments from the Christmas tree shop, and lights that blink, or twinkle. My decorating only consists of a tree, that is put up about a week or two before Christmas.Then I have a place to store gifts, and maybe some Christmas candles to light. I don't have time, nor do i want to put in the effort, like my mother does, to get a load of decorations, and decorate my entire apartment.

     My mother and I are extremely like each other in looks, and we love each other dearly. This is something that will never change between us, through thick and thin we are their for one another. With the Christmas decorations going over board every year without exception I appreciate the hard work and effort that she puts into the things that she cares about, like myself. My thoughts of how we differ may be different in her eyes if she ever reads this piece on the differences between the two of us, but I think it's as close to spot on as I can make it without being bias. Although she tends to be more of a tom boy than me of course, she is my blood and I will always love everything she does, and support whatever decisions that she makes.