Reflection On Self Evaluation / Reflections

b) I had an RTC Score of 2.94, which means that I have average rating when it comes to resistance-to-change. I scored the following in each area: Routine Seeking- 2.20, Emotional Reaction- 4.00, Short-term Focus- 2.50, and Cognitive Rigidity 3.25.

I loathe writing. Writing, for me, is a necessary evil. I am horrendous at formulating paragraphs to flow and sentences to make sense. Honestly, as I am typing this essay, I don’t even know where to start or end or if I should just delete this paragraph like it never happened. Maybe this will give you some insight on how I think as a writer. BUT! I am just going to going to roll with it; hopefully, this doesn’t turn into a bowl of poorly mashed potatoes. Oh, I love potatoes by the way.

The essay demonstrates your ability to write clearly and concisely on a selected topic and helps you distinguish yourself in your own voice. What do you want the readers of your application to know about you apart from courses, grades, and test scores? Choose the option that best helps you answer that question and write an essay of no more than 650 words, using the prompt to inspire and structure your response. Remember: 650 words is your limit, not your goal. Use the full range if you need it, but don't feel obligated to do so. (The application won't accept a response shorter than 250 words.)

On behalf of my mother, KathleenTarburton, I would like to provide a family member statement regarding her previous downgraded assessment to her Personal Independence Payment.

Recently, my headmaster at my school has requested for me to recommend a good class to take, regarding

Throughout the past year, I’ve built many relationships that have allowed me to reflect on not only myself, but also the work I want to do and what my role can be in that work. These relationships have occurred with my peers, upperclassmen Civic Scholars, the community partner I worked work with, the students I worked with, and Civic House staff.

Reflecting back to the first semester of English 5A, I have made progress in my writing abilities but feel that I have more room for improvements. The class discussions and peer review were useful to me because I was able to get a different perspective on my essay and take different idea suggested. My goal for the second semester is to learn more about how to construct a strong thesis and be able to hook the audiences into my essay. After looking the rubric and reflecting on my essay, I could improve on incorporating quotes to help my essay be more effective instead of adding a quote without any explanation about it.

Being a human comes with inherent values, beliefs, and identities that both are a part of one’s hardwiring and develop over time. These core components of the human existence shape and influence every interaction and experience one may have throughout their life. In this way, I am no different from any other person. The course of my life has hinged on these abstract concepts of self. Further, my fundamental values, beliefs, and identities will impact the way I interact with clients and systems in my role as a social worker. To understand these, one must first understand my background and upbringing.

Life is an expedition. At times your success tangent is positive, and at times it goes down. But the aim should always be campaigning for your set milestones and keep on gauging your success. When it comes to me not me exactly everyone life is a protest and you have to be a rebel. The cloud of people is still dragging towards the so-called remarkable piece of paper and guess what is that a Degree. And don’t worry I was under the same umbrella. I was a daydreamer of seeking admissions into an XYZ for under-graduation in the engineering dominion. But alas I couldn’t sweat that much to get that much. But the seeds of XYZ were germinated in my mind. Life shows you the shades of black and white as an act of Mime. I was a part of a route that was contesting XYZ blindly without knowing the purpose of their lives. I never pondered over that a degree from any institute is not a patented orientation for the secure future.

Interning with Dr. Bunn and John Manor was a wonderful experience which I was able to learn an exponential amount of information. It also gave me a great opportunity to put my foot in the door by meeting professors that I potentially could be working alongside with at the Physical Therapy school. I was able to work with the Campbell athletes and test them on the 3D optical motion capturing system and it gave me the opportunity to develop new hands on and organizational skills I have yet learned in my undergraduate experience. John was able to teach me surface anatomy and dynamometry skills that I will not learn until graduate school, this puts me at a great advantage when I continue my education in Physical Therapy school. I also learned how to operate the motion capturing system which was extremely challenging, this worked to my advantage because now I now hold a skill that very few undergraduate students have obtained. Lastly, I was able to study about capturing, tracking, processing, and analyzing data. By applying what I learned in Research Methods, I turned the statistics I collected and transformed it into a poster presentation. In November, I was able to present it at Campbell University’s Academic Symposium and I also plan on presenting it at multiple events in the future.

mindful that I am not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. In addition, I've been experiencing angst about writing in this style of writing; and using profanity-laced terms and whatnot!

At 16, I was threatened, abused and sexually assaulted by someone close to me. At 19, I experienced a severe car accident and lived with a suicidal roommate with bipolar disorder that did not take her medication regularly. At 20, I was burglarized by a roommate with antisocial personality disorder. At 22, my fiancé died due to an artillery explosion. At 23, after requesting an inspection of home health hazards, was removed from the lease and became homeless. At 24, I became a victim of wage theft by my employer. I gained the strength and courage to be my own voice and become an advocate for others and myself in hardship. I have known pain but I have also known love and my perceived failures became a catalyst for reinvention.

I felt like i lost my identity. My goals, My sense of self and my struggles all started when I wanted to become an orientation leader for UWB in 2016, having passed the written and group interview phase; I had a goal to leave no student feel like they were excluded, I was thrilled that I was getting so close to be able showcase my commitment to new incoming students while providing genuine care. The day of my individual interview struck me, I nervously walked in that day with an unfortunate outbreak of eczema. Embarrassed, I looked away while talking, pouring my heart into my words but not using my brain. A few days later i got a letter saying I didn’t get the job. My inexperience, shyness, lack of confidence always followed me, reminding me that i was a disappointment. After many failed attempts to get a job due to my lack of experience, the stability of my life started deteriorating. In the winter of 2016 my girlfriend cheated on me, I forgave her only to be cheated on again. Close family members passed away while having friends end their lives too short. I didn’t have anyone to talk about my problems and my parents always expected me to be the perfect student. I was overwhelmed with pressure, grief, disappointment, and anger. I skipped classes thinking that there was no point and my grades were plummeting, my motivations and self-interest all seemed to slip away

With tears falling down my face, I reflected on what I had gone through for the past seven months. I was talking to a crowd of concerned parents and depressed kids that were looking for help. I started thinking about where I would be if I wasn't as strong as I know I am now. I was thirteen, the youngest out of three speakers at an anti- bullying conference at my church. We were telling our stories about bullying. It was my turn to speak, my heart started racing, and it felt like it would drop to the floor. Even with flashcards in my hand to keep me on track, I felt like I couldn't speak. My pastor, Angela Jones, saw how nervous I was and came to comfort me and help me to calm down. She told me to tell my story and tell my testimony, so I did.

My reason for failing to meet satisfactory academic progress (SAP), or my lack of successful completion of credit hours attempted, is due to emotional hardship. During the Spring semester of 2017, I stopped showing up to classes entirely a little bit before midterms. I stopped going because of the state of my mental health. I am currently diagnosed with Social Anxiety Disorder, Major Depression, and Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder.