Morgan Ashley Darby
Morgan Ashley Darby was born on February 8, 1990 to the parents of Jeff and Sandy Darby in Memphis, Tennessee. After Morgan was born, soon came Anastacia and Hayden. The family moved to Conway, Arkansas and then to Mandeville, Louisiana because of Jeff’s work. It was Morgan’s sixth grade year in school and she wanted to stay in graduate with her classmates. Living in a house with a brother and a sister got a little crazy at times. Morgan did not get along with her siblings at all up until her junior year of high school, but they weren’t together for quite much longer. Morgan’s mother and father got a divorce, and her father re-married and moved to Alabama and her mother re-married and moved to Baton Rouge, Louisiana. When her mother moved-Morgan lived in Mandeville with her best friend Arianne Kiesel up until the day of graduation. Morgan now has more than just two siblings. She now has Patick(2), George(6), Hayden(15), Anastacia(16), and Ian(18). Anastacia and Hayden live here in Baton Rouge and attend U-High and Ian attends University of Lafayette Louisiana. Patrick and George live in Alabama, but Patrick attends Dutchtown and George goes to kindergarten. Morgan has a new step-dad whose name is Johnny and is a movie producer/film editor, and her mom now works with him designing sets and costumes for the movies. Morgan’s dad is a Zone manager for Phillips medical systems and Morgan now has a step-mom that does not work. Morgan is now 18 years old and attends Louisiana State University. She plans to major in Biology and works at the LSU bookstore. Now that she lives in Baton Rouge, she says, “I’m closer to my mom and family than I was the end of my junior year and senior year, and a little closer to my dad and family.” She hopes to become a lot closer with both families and plans to start hopefully having family bonding when she goes to visit on weekends and holidays.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Portrait Essay (Final)
"Adjusting"
Samantha is my best friend, and we have been for about a year now. We met through friends of friends, and we instantly hit it off. It was before our senior year that we clicked, and she made it the best year ever. When I was trying to decide whether to go to University of Southern Mississippi or Louisiana State University, Samantha had her mind all set on Louisiana State University. It concerned me because I wanted our friendship to last as long as it could. In the end, I decided to go to Louisiana State University but for various reasons.
She is probably one of the shortest people on campus and has a gymnast body. Her brown, shoulder length hair is usually half up and half down with her bangs pushed to the side. She is about five feet tall, eighteen years old, always has a smile on her face, and always wears a piece of yellow yarn around her wrist. Her personality is what drew me to her. It can be joking, serious, nice, catty, caring of her friends and family, and strong like a football player. Whenever we are together all we can do is laugh until our abs hurt. She can make my day go from bad to good. She loves to have a good time, but then when it is needed to be serious-she can be. We both love having girl talk and going out to a bar to have a good time.
We started college on Monday, August 25th and by the end of the week, Samantha was overwhelmed. She was having a hard time leaving high school, saying good bye to her friends that were going to a separate university or still in high school, and especially her family. She was becoming an adult and has to learn to live on her own now. Samantha made it through the first week of college, and she soon learned how this so called college life worked. Also, she learned that majority of the work and homework was done online-something completely opposite than high school. Being a college student, she told me one day that, "I wish I could be in college and do high school work still!"
When Samantha and I were picking our dorms to live in, we decided not to be roommates strictly because we thought it would put a damper on our friendship. We picked to live in Broussard Hall, and Samantha did random roommate. I had another friend that I went to middle school with that was living in Broussard, so we decided to live together. Samantha moved into the dorms and she met her roommate, Elena, and I got worried because I thought I was going to lose my best friend to her roommate. Elena and Samantha got along great, but I think she felt the same way I did when Morgan and I got along so good too. We worked it out so that we spent time with each other at least once or twice a week. Doing so, we drifted back to the way we were before we moved up to college.
Back in high school, Samantha was used to having each one of her classes back to back. She now had to adjust to having a class once a week or even going to a class three times a week. Also, having a three hour break between some classes was difficult for her because she didn't know what to do, so she would find something to occupy her time with. Sometimes if she had an hour break she would go to the LSU bookstore and shop around, but she had to be careful on how much money she spent. Living without her parents meant she had to pay for some of her own stuff and lived on a budget. Also, that meant going grocery shopping, which I think everyone under the age of thirty dreads. Samantha and I usually go grocery shopping together, but I'll walk down each aisle and throw random things into the cart. After I do so, I'll hear Samantha behind me yelling, "Erin! What are you doing, you can't just get random groceries now," basically sounding like my mother.
Each class she was enrolled in had online homework, and Samantha wasn't used to having to do hardly any work in class and then go home to do tons of online homework. Samantha's computer hardly worked, and when it worked it seemed to be in the laundry room. She never got any kind of internet in her room even though she had an Ethernet cord. So, whenever she had to do homework she had to go to the laundry room. Also, going to the Math Lab was a hard thing for her to do because she started class early and then ended kind of late.
In the end, Samantha transitioned to college eventually. She found time to fit everything into her busy schedule except for our friendship. We both have two separate groups of friends. We drifted a lot when I got into a sorority and Samantha met new people in her classes. It sucks to have lost a best friend, but I know that I can always count on her to be there for me when I need her and she knows I'd always be there for her. We both have gone our own ways in our lives, but maybe that's what was in store for our friendship. We still have lunch or get dinner about once or twice a week. Sometimes we will get the girls together and go out on the town of Baton Rouge, but also known as Tigerland. Even though college has changed us, we still are good friends', just not best friends.
Samantha is my best friend, and we have been for about a year now. We met through friends of friends, and we instantly hit it off. It was before our senior year that we clicked, and she made it the best year ever. When I was trying to decide whether to go to University of Southern Mississippi or Louisiana State University, Samantha had her mind all set on Louisiana State University. It concerned me because I wanted our friendship to last as long as it could. In the end, I decided to go to Louisiana State University but for various reasons.
She is probably one of the shortest people on campus and has a gymnast body. Her brown, shoulder length hair is usually half up and half down with her bangs pushed to the side. She is about five feet tall, eighteen years old, always has a smile on her face, and always wears a piece of yellow yarn around her wrist. Her personality is what drew me to her. It can be joking, serious, nice, catty, caring of her friends and family, and strong like a football player. Whenever we are together all we can do is laugh until our abs hurt. She can make my day go from bad to good. She loves to have a good time, but then when it is needed to be serious-she can be. We both love having girl talk and going out to a bar to have a good time.
We started college on Monday, August 25th and by the end of the week, Samantha was overwhelmed. She was having a hard time leaving high school, saying good bye to her friends that were going to a separate university or still in high school, and especially her family. She was becoming an adult and has to learn to live on her own now. Samantha made it through the first week of college, and she soon learned how this so called college life worked. Also, she learned that majority of the work and homework was done online-something completely opposite than high school. Being a college student, she told me one day that, "I wish I could be in college and do high school work still!"
When Samantha and I were picking our dorms to live in, we decided not to be roommates strictly because we thought it would put a damper on our friendship. We picked to live in Broussard Hall, and Samantha did random roommate. I had another friend that I went to middle school with that was living in Broussard, so we decided to live together. Samantha moved into the dorms and she met her roommate, Elena, and I got worried because I thought I was going to lose my best friend to her roommate. Elena and Samantha got along great, but I think she felt the same way I did when Morgan and I got along so good too. We worked it out so that we spent time with each other at least once or twice a week. Doing so, we drifted back to the way we were before we moved up to college.
Back in high school, Samantha was used to having each one of her classes back to back. She now had to adjust to having a class once a week or even going to a class three times a week. Also, having a three hour break between some classes was difficult for her because she didn't know what to do, so she would find something to occupy her time with. Sometimes if she had an hour break she would go to the LSU bookstore and shop around, but she had to be careful on how much money she spent. Living without her parents meant she had to pay for some of her own stuff and lived on a budget. Also, that meant going grocery shopping, which I think everyone under the age of thirty dreads. Samantha and I usually go grocery shopping together, but I'll walk down each aisle and throw random things into the cart. After I do so, I'll hear Samantha behind me yelling, "Erin! What are you doing, you can't just get random groceries now," basically sounding like my mother.
Each class she was enrolled in had online homework, and Samantha wasn't used to having to do hardly any work in class and then go home to do tons of online homework. Samantha's computer hardly worked, and when it worked it seemed to be in the laundry room. She never got any kind of internet in her room even though she had an Ethernet cord. So, whenever she had to do homework she had to go to the laundry room. Also, going to the Math Lab was a hard thing for her to do because she started class early and then ended kind of late.
In the end, Samantha transitioned to college eventually. She found time to fit everything into her busy schedule except for our friendship. We both have two separate groups of friends. We drifted a lot when I got into a sorority and Samantha met new people in her classes. It sucks to have lost a best friend, but I know that I can always count on her to be there for me when I need her and she knows I'd always be there for her. We both have gone our own ways in our lives, but maybe that's what was in store for our friendship. We still have lunch or get dinner about once or twice a week. Sometimes we will get the girls together and go out on the town of Baton Rouge, but also known as Tigerland. Even though college has changed us, we still are good friends', just not best friends.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
"Spy" Essay
I spy what was a short college student. She seemed to be about five feet tall, brown hair, gymnast body, and I'd say she is either eighteen or nineteen. I say that age because she lives down the hall from me in Broussard Hall, so she could be a freshmen. Her name is Samantha and her long brown hair is usually half up and half down or the bangs are pulled back on the top of her head with a bobby pin. From a distance her eyes look blue/green color, but I can't exactly tell. Everytime I see this girl she is always wearing an LSU or Slidell High shirt, so I take she is from Slidell.
Samantha's personality to me seem to be quiet and shy, but you never know with the quiet ones. Whenever I pass her in the hallway I'm always the one to address her and say "Hi." The few times that I have spoken her more than just a Hi; she seems to be extremely sweet and caring. She always has a smile on her face. I'm friends with her roomate, Elena, and she always says that her roomate is either studying or in the Math Lab doing extra lab hours. Samantha seems to care about her schoolwork, and sounds like a cool friend to have. I should get to know her better.
Samantha's personality to me seem to be quiet and shy, but you never know with the quiet ones. Whenever I pass her in the hallway I'm always the one to address her and say "Hi." The few times that I have spoken her more than just a Hi; she seems to be extremely sweet and caring. She always has a smile on her face. I'm friends with her roomate, Elena, and she always says that her roomate is either studying or in the Math Lab doing extra lab hours. Samantha seems to care about her schoolwork, and sounds like a cool friend to have. I should get to know her better.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
"Enemy" Essay
When I first moved to Louisiana, I met so many people at one time. I met this girl named Charlotte at lunch when I was in junior high, and we became the best of friends. We would spend basically every waking moment with each other since, whether it was walking to classes, eating lunch together, going to school, leaving school, or even on the weekend. I told her everything a girl could tell someone. We would spill our juicy gossip stories about boys to what we ate for lunch that day. She was my best friend until the day I met this adorable boy named Josh.
Josh had asked me out on a few dates and had then become my boyfriend of two and a half years. We had been together about a year when Charlotte started to feel like she was being replaced. It felt like World War III had just begun. Things with Charlotte just kept getting worse and worse. She then made me choose between her or Josh. I thought she was being ridiculous and figured she would come back to me, so I choose to be friends with her and still be Josh's girlfriend even though that's not what she wanted. I didn't care, so I continued to try and make our friendship work. Even though we weren't best friends anymore; I thought of her as one of my good friends then and still do to this day, and she does too.
Josh had asked me out on a few dates and had then become my boyfriend of two and a half years. We had been together about a year when Charlotte started to feel like she was being replaced. It felt like World War III had just begun. Things with Charlotte just kept getting worse and worse. She then made me choose between her or Josh. I thought she was being ridiculous and figured she would come back to me, so I choose to be friends with her and still be Josh's girlfriend even though that's not what she wanted. I didn't care, so I continued to try and make our friendship work. Even though we weren't best friends anymore; I thought of her as one of my good friends then and still do to this day, and she does too.
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