So.. My family is on Spring break and yesterday marked the begining of my Easter bread. They came down last night to Myrtle Beach and I had to work but drove to get here this afternoon. I was hoping that some or any of my friends would be able to join me otherwise I would spend the entire vacation with my family. Which would be okay in normal families but my brothers are much younger than me and the only one close to my age has been through major surgury and I can't believe he is out of his hospital bed and swimming in a pool today. He was supposed to be bedridden for six months and he just had the surgury in February. I mean, I'm glad he is healing well and very quickly but at the same time it'd be a really big deal if something ever so slightly did go wrong.
Anyway, I drove down here to spend time with the family and all they have seem to manage is drive each other crazy and make me so frustrated I wish I had a hotel room to myself! And it doesn't help that there are all these hot college guys on break as well just everywhere at the beach or amongst the six hot tubs, two full size pools, two lazy rivers and lounging around. Man oh man. I don't have any of my girlfriends with me because they either went home for break, have family visiting, work, or homework desperatly needing attention. Of course. I finally have a whole like four days off of work and all of a sudden now I'm the one available and everyone else is busy. Back to my point about the guys.. Theres tons of opportunities to flirt and have a good time lounging or chatting in a hot tub but without a girl companion it kindof is odd for a girl to go doing these things by herself. Very odd. And an even odder thing is trying to have your younger brothers as your hang-around companion. Kill me now. Such a frustrating situation.
And for the last few hours, instead of walking the strip and having a good time in the nightlife of Ocean Blvd. I'm stuck in the hotel room watching cartoon network and..in a hotel room for goodness sake.
I can't wait to be back home in good ol Wilmington!
Why are all my out-of-town vacations always such an epic faliure?
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Papers..
So I am horrible at writing papers and the like. I do really well with narratives and freewrites because I can just write what I feel and how I percieve the world around me. Our next assignment is an argumentative paper and in order to do my best I've decided to write on the issue of myspace and facebook and internet profiling and all that jazz. This is a subject I feel I have the most emotion, care, decisive standpoint on.
I love being able to go online and make jokes and chat with people when it's inconvenient to be in actual conversation. I greatly prefer to speak with people directly but I can't always be where my other friends are and with as many friends that I have its sad not to be able to stay connected with them. In these ways and others online social networking can be a major benefit to those individuals with a busy schedule and getting in touch with friends.
Other times though online social networking has become so popular that some people are what we call "addicted" to checking facebook status' and posts that the whole idea of it becomes ridiculus.
There has to be undertanding and a knowledge of how much facebook and myspace is enough. When people let it get to extreme points and even stalkerish, it becomes too much. From my point, none of that makes sense because people should have enough sense to moderate and be intelligent with the technology we have been accustomed to. I am not excited about writing another paper in all honesty but at least I think I can do well and get into this topic and argument.
I love being able to go online and make jokes and chat with people when it's inconvenient to be in actual conversation. I greatly prefer to speak with people directly but I can't always be where my other friends are and with as many friends that I have its sad not to be able to stay connected with them. In these ways and others online social networking can be a major benefit to those individuals with a busy schedule and getting in touch with friends.
Other times though online social networking has become so popular that some people are what we call "addicted" to checking facebook status' and posts that the whole idea of it becomes ridiculus.
There has to be undertanding and a knowledge of how much facebook and myspace is enough. When people let it get to extreme points and even stalkerish, it becomes too much. From my point, none of that makes sense because people should have enough sense to moderate and be intelligent with the technology we have been accustomed to. I am not excited about writing another paper in all honesty but at least I think I can do well and get into this topic and argument.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Weekends.. and dead phones
This past weekend has been pretty interesting and filled with lots of accomplishments. I am very proud to say that I had a rough Friday morning but pulled through and even snuck in three full, continuous hours of studying for a history test I had today. Friday night I went to my high schools ensemble Beauty and the Beast musical. I dressed up for the occasion and was blown away by the music, singing, stage, costumes and everything that went into the musical. It was the best production our school has ever put on and it took so much effort from so many people. It was absolutely amazing though and I was completely blown away by how amazing my good friends are!! I loved it so much, despite sitting with my mother and my old calc teacher. I miss being in the band so much and it was so good to see everyone again!
Saturday was interesting as well.. I was in the middle of two hours of studying when I got a call saying I was supposed to be selling girl scout cookies at Foodlion in Carolina Beach. Yes, I'm still a girl scout; 14 years and damn proud! Well, traditionally, after we empty a cardboard case of cookies, I take them and slide into them one by one till I wear them like a dress:)I go out in the parking lot and dance and make up these crazy songs about buying cookies. It makes the time go faster and I have a ton of fun doing it and just being utterly ridiculus, no matter how old I get!
Sunday I ended up with a stomach bug and therefore I slept the entire day.. I tried to call in to work but that phone call didn't go well with the boss lady. She told me to rest up and call her later..but for some reason or another, when I woke up around dinner time, my phone was completely blank and would not turn on. I have been without phone calls and the such for about two days and I kinda would like it back. That was fun, but I have things I was supposed to do and people I needed to meet with. I believe my parents might think I'm dead and we were supposed to be looking at apartments today and now I need to get a new phone... It just sucks. I have a hard time getting in touch with people to begin with and this just doesn't help.
Saturday was interesting as well.. I was in the middle of two hours of studying when I got a call saying I was supposed to be selling girl scout cookies at Foodlion in Carolina Beach. Yes, I'm still a girl scout; 14 years and damn proud! Well, traditionally, after we empty a cardboard case of cookies, I take them and slide into them one by one till I wear them like a dress:)I go out in the parking lot and dance and make up these crazy songs about buying cookies. It makes the time go faster and I have a ton of fun doing it and just being utterly ridiculus, no matter how old I get!
Sunday I ended up with a stomach bug and therefore I slept the entire day.. I tried to call in to work but that phone call didn't go well with the boss lady. She told me to rest up and call her later..but for some reason or another, when I woke up around dinner time, my phone was completely blank and would not turn on. I have been without phone calls and the such for about two days and I kinda would like it back. That was fun, but I have things I was supposed to do and people I needed to meet with. I believe my parents might think I'm dead and we were supposed to be looking at apartments today and now I need to get a new phone... It just sucks. I have a hard time getting in touch with people to begin with and this just doesn't help.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
No Football....
Although I'd really like so see a football team at UNCW I'm required to look into and blog about why we shouldn't have a team. I'm a band geek and would love to get involved in a marching band. The season is so much fun and we become close friends who have an amazing time.
Anywho...
Without a football team at our university there is more funding for academics, research, tuitions, and scholarships. Shouldn't that be where our financial focus should be anyway? Students attend college to gain opportunities and furthur their education. While they are at college they should have all the resources available to them that they need, when they need it and where they need it. Keeping a campus thriving and benificial is enough of a priority to be a financial focus.
Sports are a major part of student life on campus and there are enough club sports around and available to all peoples that there isn't much of a need to fund a major college football team. If a student wants to play football all they need to do is join a flag football club team or find a group of guys that you already know to go out and play a game of football. An official traveling, major competing football team would take much time from the student and, like every sport, it could either make or break a student. Some can balance sports and academics very well, while others struggle through and even hold sports above their academics.
A football team requires financial committment and the time and efforts of many.
Anywho...
Without a football team at our university there is more funding for academics, research, tuitions, and scholarships. Shouldn't that be where our financial focus should be anyway? Students attend college to gain opportunities and furthur their education. While they are at college they should have all the resources available to them that they need, when they need it and where they need it. Keeping a campus thriving and benificial is enough of a priority to be a financial focus.
Sports are a major part of student life on campus and there are enough club sports around and available to all peoples that there isn't much of a need to fund a major college football team. If a student wants to play football all they need to do is join a flag football club team or find a group of guys that you already know to go out and play a game of football. An official traveling, major competing football team would take much time from the student and, like every sport, it could either make or break a student. Some can balance sports and academics very well, while others struggle through and even hold sports above their academics.
A football team requires financial committment and the time and efforts of many.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
violence...
I'm not sure which themes I would like to compare in my upcoming essay. I would like it to be something I care about and something that, to be honest, will provide me with a good grade. Pop culture and the medias influence on this generation has always been an extremely difficult issue for me. I see their influence in children younger than me especially because of my siblings and constant surrounding of younger kids in my life. It frustrates, angers, concerns me and makes me sad to see what is important to them as compared to what was interesting to me and my generation back when we were their age.It differs so much and I feel that the media has brought so many unnecessary aspects of adult and negative life into theirs. I see the effects first-hand and has always been a 'button' for me. Mostly I have problems with the introduction and accessability of violence through popculture and the media to younger ages. It is a very important issue and is portrayed in very different ways through media mediums.
I would like to write my second essay, I think, on the subject of violence through a visual, movies, and text, action books. I've done really small papers before on the topic but I still feel very strongly about the topic and I'm still interested in researching and pursuing for the final product. Eh.. there are so many issues and themes present in pop culture today that its hard to choose just one to compare and contrast. These papers that will be done in for class will vary sooooo much and all will have different points to make and ways of making them. Its kinda exciting in a dorky way.
I would like to write my second essay, I think, on the subject of violence through a visual, movies, and text, action books. I've done really small papers before on the topic but I still feel very strongly about the topic and I'm still interested in researching and pursuing for the final product. Eh.. there are so many issues and themes present in pop culture today that its hard to choose just one to compare and contrast. These papers that will be done in for class will vary sooooo much and all will have different points to make and ways of making them. Its kinda exciting in a dorky way.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Friends!
I love friends! It is my ultimate favorite show! All the characters are hilarious and so relate. Sometimes I feel so much like Phoebe. As much as I don't like to go out and say it, but I really do act a lot the same. I am very blonde and have the same oblivious moments.
I feel My group of friends are not like that at all in any way, but we're in a different time of our lives than those on the show. Right now I'm a 17 year old in college, with a small group of friends from the dorms and classes and I'm still in all the relationships I've had my whole life only 30 minutes down the road. My friends at home, that I see on a fairly regular basis, are the friends I love to death and would do anything for. I don't know where everyone will be next fall when they all go off to their colleges and actually leave Wilmington. I know we will always have Carolina Beach though. When we have breaks and holidays we will always get together and have a good time. Who knows. I'll never know for sure but this has been home to us for our entire lives and we've always had each other.
Oh man!!I hate commercials so much! They are annoying, aggrivating,and I would absolutely love them to die!
Anyway, I love friends. Old, new, present, real life or the best tv show. They are people who are there for you and share some of the funnest moments with.
I feel My group of friends are not like that at all in any way, but we're in a different time of our lives than those on the show. Right now I'm a 17 year old in college, with a small group of friends from the dorms and classes and I'm still in all the relationships I've had my whole life only 30 minutes down the road. My friends at home, that I see on a fairly regular basis, are the friends I love to death and would do anything for. I don't know where everyone will be next fall when they all go off to their colleges and actually leave Wilmington. I know we will always have Carolina Beach though. When we have breaks and holidays we will always get together and have a good time. Who knows. I'll never know for sure but this has been home to us for our entire lives and we've always had each other.
Oh man!!I hate commercials so much! They are annoying, aggrivating,and I would absolutely love them to die!
Anyway, I love friends. Old, new, present, real life or the best tv show. They are people who are there for you and share some of the funnest moments with.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
West Highland Sojourne
It is so difficult to choose my favorite song or just one song at that for a matter of fact. I have been a band kid since the beginning of 6th grade and I love just about every genre of music and thousands of songs in between. I love listening, playing, performing, dancing to and singing to music. It is a major part of my life (besides the beach, family and friends) and I'm not sure what I would do or how I would live without it.
I chose the peice West Highland Sojorne, mainly because I love the sound of it and because of its significance in my life. My 8th grade band played this peice for a concert in the spring and because I was sitting and acheived first chair clarinet I happened to have the one major solo in the middle of the second movement. Not only was it nervewracking and terrifying, I had no one else in the entire band playing a single note. When it came time for Ms. Weaver to cue my entrance the band died away behind me and I was the only voice of the whole theatre. I found out years later that my best friend who played the second part in the clarinet section also had a solo at the same time as I but she was a soft player and even more nervous and terrified than I was.
That was the only solo I've ever had in my entire band career. I've been a part of small group ensembles and had a few solo parts that way, but as a whole band there hasn't arose the opportunity to play a solo again. Well, after I got into highschool I met Laura. She is the same year as me but as a freshman she sat as second chair to the drum major, the only reason she wasn't first chair. While I sat in the third row playing third part in the clarinet section. In high school it was different and starting out everyone was older and better than me. I didn't like it but I had lots of room for improvement and I came to realize that Laura was just simply amazing and some sort of clarinet prodigy and no one after that first year was ever going to be better than her at Ashley High School.
West Highland Sojorne is a very spirited peice of music and my favorite peice I've ever played. It was just a fun peice! We performed it in competition that spring and I remember it being the scariest thing in the entire world but I belted it out and actually did really well. I do have one other particular memory about this peice and that was at competition as well. O'Malley, our chimes player in the percussion section had a major solo as well at the end of the third movement. When it came to his solo, the whole band was supposed to be quieter and let the chimes come through over the whole band. Well, right in the middle of his major part, he is clanging away at the chimes and the whole thing falls to the ground in a broken heap of wire and metal chimes! It was crazy and something I will never forget!!
I chose the peice West Highland Sojorne, mainly because I love the sound of it and because of its significance in my life. My 8th grade band played this peice for a concert in the spring and because I was sitting and acheived first chair clarinet I happened to have the one major solo in the middle of the second movement. Not only was it nervewracking and terrifying, I had no one else in the entire band playing a single note. When it came time for Ms. Weaver to cue my entrance the band died away behind me and I was the only voice of the whole theatre. I found out years later that my best friend who played the second part in the clarinet section also had a solo at the same time as I but she was a soft player and even more nervous and terrified than I was.
That was the only solo I've ever had in my entire band career. I've been a part of small group ensembles and had a few solo parts that way, but as a whole band there hasn't arose the opportunity to play a solo again. Well, after I got into highschool I met Laura. She is the same year as me but as a freshman she sat as second chair to the drum major, the only reason she wasn't first chair. While I sat in the third row playing third part in the clarinet section. In high school it was different and starting out everyone was older and better than me. I didn't like it but I had lots of room for improvement and I came to realize that Laura was just simply amazing and some sort of clarinet prodigy and no one after that first year was ever going to be better than her at Ashley High School.
West Highland Sojorne is a very spirited peice of music and my favorite peice I've ever played. It was just a fun peice! We performed it in competition that spring and I remember it being the scariest thing in the entire world but I belted it out and actually did really well. I do have one other particular memory about this peice and that was at competition as well. O'Malley, our chimes player in the percussion section had a major solo as well at the end of the third movement. When it came to his solo, the whole band was supposed to be quieter and let the chimes come through over the whole band. Well, right in the middle of his major part, he is clanging away at the chimes and the whole thing falls to the ground in a broken heap of wire and metal chimes! It was crazy and something I will never forget!!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Makin' music with my friends..
Alright, so I officially love driving and roadtrips and going new places and traveling. It's official. I love seeing new things and visiting as many places as I can get to. My family has traveled so much and, unlike my brothers, I don't tire or get bored of it. As little as twenty minutes into a trip, one of the boys has to start in with the complaining or annoyance of some sorts. Its a bit difficult traveling with the family, sure, but with headphones and a window my problems, at least, are fixed. We have been two months cross country visiting about 20 new states, traveling up and down the East coast numerous times covering about 13 states, and all the amazing places in between. I thought we have been to more states than that but it all sounds right. We have missed Michigan, Indianna, Ohio, New Hampshire, Maine, Rhode Island, Wisconsin, Minnesota, North Dakota, Illinois, Alabama, Mississippi, Alaska, Hawaii, and, of course, Kansas. I'm very glad that the list is significantly shorter than the list of states that I have been to. At the same time though, I can't wait to have been to all states and many foreign countries.
I went to the study abroad session for my freshman seminar class last week and I can't wait to take absolute advantage of the programs and places I can go. I want to see so many things in my lifetime. I want to try all that becomes available to me and go on adventures just because I felt like I really wanted to at the time. I'm the person that will try anything adventurous just because I can. Like bungee jumping, sky diving, cage diving, or whatever, as long as its thrilling and I'm having a good time. I love going out and doing things and not having a thousand boring days. I'm the girl that goes and polar plunges at one in the morning because I was bored and wanted something thrilling to do. And believe me, that water was very thrilling and the plunge didn't last long but I stood there looking at the water and recognizing the cold and still decided I had to do it. I was so awake and having the time of my life as I left my clothes, warm blankets and towel on the beach and ran in my bathing suit screaming all the way to the water. Somehow my feet kept going and next thing I knew I was in the cold water and turning around back towards the beach. I stood there though and realized as well, that I didn't come this far and not do it completely right. I wasn't gonna "half-ass" it, no sir. So I stood up, took a deep breath and ran once more straight for the water, knowing damn well how cold it was, and dove in and, completely soaked head to foot, I ran for my towel and blankets. I did it. Most of the thrill simply comes from being able to stand there and say that I did it. Whether there is anyone around to hear it, as long as I know and lived it, I will go out adventuring, traveling, and searching for new experiences to add to my life.
I went to the study abroad session for my freshman seminar class last week and I can't wait to take absolute advantage of the programs and places I can go. I want to see so many things in my lifetime. I want to try all that becomes available to me and go on adventures just because I felt like I really wanted to at the time. I'm the person that will try anything adventurous just because I can. Like bungee jumping, sky diving, cage diving, or whatever, as long as its thrilling and I'm having a good time. I love going out and doing things and not having a thousand boring days. I'm the girl that goes and polar plunges at one in the morning because I was bored and wanted something thrilling to do. And believe me, that water was very thrilling and the plunge didn't last long but I stood there looking at the water and recognizing the cold and still decided I had to do it. I was so awake and having the time of my life as I left my clothes, warm blankets and towel on the beach and ran in my bathing suit screaming all the way to the water. Somehow my feet kept going and next thing I knew I was in the cold water and turning around back towards the beach. I stood there though and realized as well, that I didn't come this far and not do it completely right. I wasn't gonna "half-ass" it, no sir. So I stood up, took a deep breath and ran once more straight for the water, knowing damn well how cold it was, and dove in and, completely soaked head to foot, I ran for my towel and blankets. I did it. Most of the thrill simply comes from being able to stand there and say that I did it. Whether there is anyone around to hear it, as long as I know and lived it, I will go out adventuring, traveling, and searching for new experiences to add to my life.
umm.....
i need to make sure i have two blogs for this week and i only have till midnight.......
but i'm being kicked out of the hospital in chapel hill and my car wont get back to wilmington till after midnight i betcha anything!
sooo.... i will blog when i get to campus but till then ima gonna be on the road so i'm hoping this will hold credit till i can blog for real......
maybe, just maybe:)
but i'm being kicked out of the hospital in chapel hill and my car wont get back to wilmington till after midnight i betcha anything!
sooo.... i will blog when i get to campus but till then ima gonna be on the road so i'm hoping this will hold credit till i can blog for real......
maybe, just maybe:)
Ry Ry
This has been a very emotional and important week for my family, so, my bad for not blogging throughout the week. My younger brother, Ryan, is 15 and went through a VERY serious surgury Tuesday morning. We have been through so much together and even though he is the biggest pain in the butt out of all my four brothers, I realize how much he really means to me.
He is an amputee so he doesn't have a foot and he has had to deal with so much because of the whole thing. He has had surguries to stunt the growth in his amputated leg because, at 15 he is already 6' 3 1/2" tall, and he would have to have a new prostesis made or adjusted every time he grew. He is one character though. He loves entertaining others whenever he is given the attention. My younger brothers all love it and its actually very very funny. Appropriate for the dinner table, absolutely not, but he goes on anyway. Ryan is just like every other kid his age, and no one would be the wiser of his disability.
Recently he has had many difficults with his heart and blackouts as a result of abnormal flow to the heart. They have found many symptoms of Marfans Syndrome, a genetic disorder that I'm not sure at all if it has been officially diagnosed for him but he has many symptoms. His height, disproportional arm span (finger tip to finger tip is larger than his height), abnormal joint flexibility, heart palpalations, and heart murmurs are the ones, that I'm aware of, that apply to Ry's case. So...He had to have a major surgury that only few doctors know how to operate and its been scary for the whole family.
I was extremely scared to tears on Tuesday before I got word that he was finished and okay with surgury. I have wanted to be with him the whole time this week and I am so glad I had the opportunity to drive up and visit him today. I am blogging from his hospital room and it's been a very good day for him. He got unhooked from all his wires, tubes, and monitors today and been on lots of pain medication as a result. I brought him a board game and lifesaver candies. I also brought my laptop and my new SIMS 2 game so I was able to distract him for a few hours as he played. A bunch of family has made the trip to see him. Earlier this week my aunt cathie and Nate, my father, Pastor Steve, my grandparents and my younger brothers all came to visit Ry. Today my grandma Avery, Aunt Traci, Uncle Chris, Aunt Lisa, Nate, Gray, and Holly came to see him and its so amazing to see everyone and for Ryan to see everybody.
I REALLY don't want to leave to make it to my 8 am english class that I'm writing these blogs for. Irony. I love it.
He is an amputee so he doesn't have a foot and he has had to deal with so much because of the whole thing. He has had surguries to stunt the growth in his amputated leg because, at 15 he is already 6' 3 1/2" tall, and he would have to have a new prostesis made or adjusted every time he grew. He is one character though. He loves entertaining others whenever he is given the attention. My younger brothers all love it and its actually very very funny. Appropriate for the dinner table, absolutely not, but he goes on anyway. Ryan is just like every other kid his age, and no one would be the wiser of his disability.
Recently he has had many difficults with his heart and blackouts as a result of abnormal flow to the heart. They have found many symptoms of Marfans Syndrome, a genetic disorder that I'm not sure at all if it has been officially diagnosed for him but he has many symptoms. His height, disproportional arm span (finger tip to finger tip is larger than his height), abnormal joint flexibility, heart palpalations, and heart murmurs are the ones, that I'm aware of, that apply to Ry's case. So...He had to have a major surgury that only few doctors know how to operate and its been scary for the whole family.
I was extremely scared to tears on Tuesday before I got word that he was finished and okay with surgury. I have wanted to be with him the whole time this week and I am so glad I had the opportunity to drive up and visit him today. I am blogging from his hospital room and it's been a very good day for him. He got unhooked from all his wires, tubes, and monitors today and been on lots of pain medication as a result. I brought him a board game and lifesaver candies. I also brought my laptop and my new SIMS 2 game so I was able to distract him for a few hours as he played. A bunch of family has made the trip to see him. Earlier this week my aunt cathie and Nate, my father, Pastor Steve, my grandparents and my younger brothers all came to visit Ry. Today my grandma Avery, Aunt Traci, Uncle Chris, Aunt Lisa, Nate, Gray, and Holly came to see him and its so amazing to see everyone and for Ryan to see everybody.
I REALLY don't want to leave to make it to my 8 am english class that I'm writing these blogs for. Irony. I love it.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Nature all Around
No matter if you like, appreciate or see the beauty in the nature all around you in this world, its there and its highly important to our way of life. The Nature Conservancy is an organization that looks for "landscapes and seascapes that ensures biodiversity over the long term". To choose the locations they want to protect they use a process they call Conservation by Design. Its really just a fancy name for picking locations that their scientists deem worthy and useful enough to conserve. Which, in itself, is a very smart thing to consider knowing that, realistically, the world today is more focused on industrial and real estate expansion. The Nature Conservancy has a clear message and focus and appeals to all peoples. Their organization is very professional and respected, as well as highly supported by high companies and partners in the science world. They are one of the many organizations out there working to save the natural aspects and features of our world while, in general, the population is constantly working to destroy and eliminate nature in daily life. Whether directly or indirectly. Whether its the fault of the individual or not. As a whole, we are ignorant to conserving the nature around us. These organizations bring the nature back into our lives and lets us appreciate it again. Or maybe thats just me, but all the same, I see photos of the places in conservation and the wildlife thriving there and it gives me hope for humanity. We're not the only ones on the planet, even if we consider ourselves superior to other living things, we are still all sharing the same planet with similar needs.
I went on a small tanget, but it's all relevent... This organization is well organized and properly makes a point to continue for its cause by very successful means.
I went on a small tanget, but it's all relevent... This organization is well organized and properly makes a point to continue for its cause by very successful means.
Awesome Snazzy Stuff
So I always say things are awesome. Its just the first word to enter my head and everything becomes "awesome". Its a simple word and makes a for a simple reply. It just works in so many situations and conversations. I use it alll the time; it makes me happy. If someone has great news all you gotta say is "Thats awesome!!", with enough emphasis and enthusiasm it works all the time! Say it to their face with big eyes and at a higher octave and its the icing on the cake. I mean you have to be sincere! That would be so messed up to use the phrase and the tricks just as a fake! But I use it for real, its too hard to express myself and I need all the help I can get to let you know how excited and amused I am. So. Awesome.
Over the years I've kinda adopted a ton of words that I use in daily life, whether you beleive it or not. Including Snazzy, otay, stinkerpoo, and buttmunch. The last two are suppposed to be insults. Growing up with younger siblings and a sheltered from the world of profanities and namecalling I had to improvise. Maybe it wasn't the best improvisation and I should have crossed them out of my vocabulary long ago, but they are part of me and it would be a sad day if I could never call anyone a buttmunch again:)
The words I use in daily life are simple but its the best way I know how to express myself...words just hate me I think. Somedays I have God's graces and I write awesomely, but thats once in a blue moon. At least I have those chances:)
Over the years I've kinda adopted a ton of words that I use in daily life, whether you beleive it or not. Including Snazzy, otay, stinkerpoo, and buttmunch. The last two are suppposed to be insults. Growing up with younger siblings and a sheltered from the world of profanities and namecalling I had to improvise. Maybe it wasn't the best improvisation and I should have crossed them out of my vocabulary long ago, but they are part of me and it would be a sad day if I could never call anyone a buttmunch again:)
The words I use in daily life are simple but its the best way I know how to express myself...words just hate me I think. Somedays I have God's graces and I write awesomely, but thats once in a blue moon. At least I have those chances:)
Monday, February 2, 2009
Rainy Mountain
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I've always kinda enjoyed this short essay. It's personal, simple and informative. He describes the land and its beauty, his grandmother and the Kiowan indians. I particularly like his references to Yellowstone National Park because of the connections I have in my life to the west. Summer 04, when I was 12, my family took a 2 month road trip vacation across the country. We covered pretty much every state west of NC except for Kansas..we missed kansas somehow. It was a very very long trip in a van and pop up trailer with my brothers being ages 10, 6, 5 and 5, but the sights and experiences were amazing and unforgettable! We spent two nights in Yellowstone because there was so much to do and see. The buffalo, elk, geysers, hot spots, and mud pots were the most unique things. No where else in all the places we visited could compare.
This is the only picture from Yellowstone we scanned to the computer..Its a herd of buffalo and my whole family:) When we first saw them, for some reason, i yelled, "LOOK! Guys its a herd of moose!!" Yup I really did..not a very proud moment and I got picked on relentlessly about it.

The author mentions the legend behind Devils Tower according to his grandmothers people. While we were at Devils Tower that summer, the story was told to us and written in front of the tower. All along the base there were prairie dogs like no tomorrow. They were everywhere and they were all so cute. My dad and my brothers are the people in the picture...
I have read Rainy Mountain before in high school and I've enjoyed reading it every time. The reader gets a greater appreciation for the land and gets an insight to the Kiowan indians. The description is vivid, colorful, and captures attention. It paints a picture and brings back always fond memories that I am fortunate to have.
Monday, January 26, 2009
American Values Question
I don't think its America's value system that has influenced people to destroy histoprical sites. It's not America's decision, it's the individuals responsibility to priortize what they find need to care for. Personally, I love and highly appreciates this amazing world that God has created for us and I am careful to preserve what I can so others can enjoy it as well. Even man made structures.. They become part of the scenerey and our nations history. It's what makes up our nation. Neglect and destruction of historical structures is quite a shame really. It has value to America. Despite these crazy times, American's still retain good values; the individual decides which values to live by. The many historical sites spanning the US can be so easily appreciated and many more Amreicans are noticing or becoming more aware of their importance to American history or just a history in general. Whether it be an old school or the white house, it all adds to our history.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Snow!!!!
Okay, so it finally snowed on the island!! It hasnt snowed for five or six years here! So today was such a big and exciting day for me. I love the snow. Hate the cold. Love the snow.
I didn't have the chance to go and play though because I had classes today until three and then I had to drive my frozen car to MJ so I could work, only to learn that we were closing in an hour. It all turned out okay; I was able to walk in it on my way to and from classes. My favorite things about walking through the snow is when i can catch the flakes in my mouth and letting them melt, and when they land on my eyelashes and I can see them when I close my eyes. Call me crazy, but those are my favorite things.
Since I finished work earlier than expected, I went home to CB and borrowed my younger brothers slick athetic pants so I could play in the snow before going to bed tonight. The thing is though, my younger brother is 15 and stands 6 ft 3 1/2 inches tall and, needless to day, were hilariously too large to fit me and all my 5'6". Oh well. I wore them anyway. Steve Erkle style the rest of the evening. I layered up, and headed to the intermural fields because no one had touched them all day. I was prepared to be out playing in the cold. Yes, playing...I am a five year old at heart and I love it. I wore socks, leggings, jeans, slick athletics, tank, short sleeve, sweater, jacket and winter coat, headband, hat, scarf and gloves. I get cold easily and my logic works like this: I go prepared and if I get hot thenI shed a few layers, when I get cold again then I take those layers and put them back on. At least I'm not stuck freezing my butt off like an idiot.
Anyway, I called a friend and asked him if he would humor me in a snow play date and he agreed. I made pictures and angels in the snow, we played dizzy bat, and we slid on ice puddles. I had a great snow evening! Even though I suck at dizzy bat so bad. I made it ten feet before smashing face first into bare snow. Should of made a video is all I'm saying cause it took me so long to find the stupid light pole we were racing to. After you fall its impossible to get up against the way your head is spinning and your body tends to go a whole different way than you think you're going:) Needless to say, I had a great time and looked ridiculus doing so! But what else is new in my life:)
I didn't have the chance to go and play though because I had classes today until three and then I had to drive my frozen car to MJ so I could work, only to learn that we were closing in an hour. It all turned out okay; I was able to walk in it on my way to and from classes. My favorite things about walking through the snow is when i can catch the flakes in my mouth and letting them melt, and when they land on my eyelashes and I can see them when I close my eyes. Call me crazy, but those are my favorite things.
Since I finished work earlier than expected, I went home to CB and borrowed my younger brothers slick athetic pants so I could play in the snow before going to bed tonight. The thing is though, my younger brother is 15 and stands 6 ft 3 1/2 inches tall and, needless to day, were hilariously too large to fit me and all my 5'6". Oh well. I wore them anyway. Steve Erkle style the rest of the evening. I layered up, and headed to the intermural fields because no one had touched them all day. I was prepared to be out playing in the cold. Yes, playing...I am a five year old at heart and I love it. I wore socks, leggings, jeans, slick athletics, tank, short sleeve, sweater, jacket and winter coat, headband, hat, scarf and gloves. I get cold easily and my logic works like this: I go prepared and if I get hot thenI shed a few layers, when I get cold again then I take those layers and put them back on. At least I'm not stuck freezing my butt off like an idiot.
Anyway, I called a friend and asked him if he would humor me in a snow play date and he agreed. I made pictures and angels in the snow, we played dizzy bat, and we slid on ice puddles. I had a great snow evening! Even though I suck at dizzy bat so bad. I made it ten feet before smashing face first into bare snow. Should of made a video is all I'm saying cause it took me so long to find the stupid light pole we were racing to. After you fall its impossible to get up against the way your head is spinning and your body tends to go a whole different way than you think you're going:) Needless to say, I had a great time and looked ridiculus doing so! But what else is new in my life:)
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I forgot the assignment
Alright, so I was looking through other nonprocrastinaors blogs from our class and realized i didn't remember the assignment.. So just to make sure I've got my butt covered I'll blog about the blogs I found, like everyone else blogged about.
I found a blog about a jewish lady and just the telling of her day or how her week went. She blogs about her job a lot and how she wants her future to be or really just inquires about what it will be like. I found that shes just a normal lady, living in normal society, in normal time.
My second blog was from edweek.org and I chose a blogsite(??) called motivation matters. It talks about programs their organization are trying to promote, legalicies for getting these programs started and why they are important. It is a very purposeful blog so as to inform the publuc persons and to receive feedback as well.
I found parts of both blogs interesting in some ways and incredibly dull in others. As a person reading the blogs, I would lose intrest and lose interest quick. While on the computer, I would rather be entertained. I love a good laugh and love to hear amusing stories or embarrassing moments. I've got plenty and I get a good laugh at them.
I found a blog about a jewish lady and just the telling of her day or how her week went. She blogs about her job a lot and how she wants her future to be or really just inquires about what it will be like. I found that shes just a normal lady, living in normal society, in normal time.
My second blog was from edweek.org and I chose a blogsite(??) called motivation matters. It talks about programs their organization are trying to promote, legalicies for getting these programs started and why they are important. It is a very purposeful blog so as to inform the publuc persons and to receive feedback as well.
I found parts of both blogs interesting in some ways and incredibly dull in others. As a person reading the blogs, I would lose intrest and lose interest quick. While on the computer, I would rather be entertained. I love a good laugh and love to hear amusing stories or embarrassing moments. I've got plenty and I get a good laugh at them.
My First
Well..This is my first blog ever in my entire life. My thought was that blogs are fairly similar to a diary and I immeadiatly remembered how bad I am at being a consistant writter in a diary. Looking through my diary entry dates I found out quickly that it had been months between these two entries, weeks between these, and even about two and a half years between another set of entries. Oh well, it is what it is:) I guess while my title was about firsts id kind of ramble bout that.
A "first" with any topic is a very exciting thing. First steps, first day of class(at least back when those were exciting and we couldn't wait), first lost tooth, first day without braces, first crush, first boyfriend, first kiss, first cell phone, first car....and the list continues. I always found it funny how even though you continue to do or revisit the action, you remember the first time the best.
My second car doesnt have nearly as much memories or emotions tied with it as my second car. Ha, my first car was an '89 suzuki sidekick sport, like a geo tracker, and i bought it for $625. It was a peice of crap! But I loved it to death. I drove it for over a year when it should have been in a junkyard after about 5 months. The windows didnt roll up, the soft top was falling apart, I had hardwire for door handles, the seats had holes in them and weren't clipped to the floorboards. It would shake and the stupid stick wouldn't jam into reverse,my speakers sat in the back seat and the whole underside was so rusted the mechanics wouldnt work on it. Oh yea! It sucked that bad! But I loved that car. The second car works a WHOLE lot better, but it will never match my first car. Kinda like how they say that parents love the first child more than the second one, and its not true, only its true for me.
Well, not sure bout this blogging thing yet but hopefully it all works out and its no big deal whatsoever. It kinda sucks though for me cause right now I have to type with one hand because of my broken wrist. It makes things a tad more difficult for me. Hakuna Matata:)
A "first" with any topic is a very exciting thing. First steps, first day of class(at least back when those were exciting and we couldn't wait), first lost tooth, first day without braces, first crush, first boyfriend, first kiss, first cell phone, first car....and the list continues. I always found it funny how even though you continue to do or revisit the action, you remember the first time the best.
My second car doesnt have nearly as much memories or emotions tied with it as my second car. Ha, my first car was an '89 suzuki sidekick sport, like a geo tracker, and i bought it for $625. It was a peice of crap! But I loved it to death. I drove it for over a year when it should have been in a junkyard after about 5 months. The windows didnt roll up, the soft top was falling apart, I had hardwire for door handles, the seats had holes in them and weren't clipped to the floorboards. It would shake and the stupid stick wouldn't jam into reverse,my speakers sat in the back seat and the whole underside was so rusted the mechanics wouldnt work on it. Oh yea! It sucked that bad! But I loved that car. The second car works a WHOLE lot better, but it will never match my first car. Kinda like how they say that parents love the first child more than the second one, and its not true, only its true for me.
Well, not sure bout this blogging thing yet but hopefully it all works out and its no big deal whatsoever. It kinda sucks though for me cause right now I have to type with one hand because of my broken wrist. It makes things a tad more difficult for me. Hakuna Matata:)
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