Sunday, December 6, 2009

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Now I Know My ABC's




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A - Age:
18
B - Bed size:
twin now that I am at the dorms
C - Chinese Food Dish:
beef and broccoli
D - Dentist name:
Dr.Gearhart
E - Early Bird or Night Owl?
night owl
F - Favorite color:
pink
G - Gold or Silver:
silver
H - Height:
5'6
I - Ink as in tatto's you have:
1
J - Job title:
unemployed
K - Kitchen Meal or Restaurant?
both
L - Living arrangements:
in a dorm with my roommate Krystal
M - Month of birth:
March
N - Nicknames:
Kait
O - On time or late:
On time
P - Pet Peeve:
Chalk on chalkboard
Q - Quote from a movie:
"And so the Lion fell in love with the Lamb"--Twilight
R - Right or left handed:
Lefty
S - Siblings:
3 sisters and 2 brothers
T - Time you wake up:
depends on what I am waking up for
U - Urgent thing on your to do list:
study for finals
V - Vegetable you dislike:
rutabega
W - Wishing for:
good grades on my finals
X - X-rays you've had:
knee,shoulder,chest
Y - Yummy food you make:
ramen noodles
Z - Zoo Favorite:
llama

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My first semester at college

My first semester of college has been a fun experience. It has been way different from high school. The classes have been really interesting. Some I liked better than others. I worked really hard on all of my work. Moving away from home was hard. However, I would not change the experience. I do not think I would change anything about my first semester at college. I have learned a lot. I know I have grown up a lot to. I know that I have to take full responsibility for my self. I also know that I can no longer run to my mom when I have a problem. I have to take care of myself. Of course I know my mom is a phone call away, but being at college means that I have to be more independent. I also have made so many new friends. I got into a sorority. I love it so much. This semester has been such a different yet exciting time. So much has happened. Good and bad things have gone on. I just can not believe how fast time has gone by. I can not believe this first semester is already pretty much over!

Things I do when I am mad

  1. Listen to music
  2. Take a drive
  3. Sleep
  4. Go for a walk
  5. Work out
  6. Eat
  7. Scream
  8. Cry
  9. Read
  10. Write
  11. Sit in my room and think
  12. Clean
  13. Take a long hot shower
  14. Talk to my mom (unless she is the one I am mad at)
  15. Watch a movie

Weather and mood

I think my mood does get affected by the weather. When it is bright and sunny out, then I feel like jumping out of bed and getting things done. I am in an extremely happy mood. When it is rainy out, I do not feel like doing anything. I am not as happy as I would be if it was sunny out. In sunny weather, I like to do things. I am more cheery and out going. When it is rainy I am not as out going. When it is too hot, though, I get cranky and ill. I hate to be hot. When I am hot outside I tend to be more irritable. Cold weather does not make me happy either. It makes me want to stay inside bundled under the covers. When the weather out side is pleasant then I feel more pleasant. Therefore, I do think the weather does affect mood. I think the weather affects how people feel about doing things. Bad weather makes doing things less desirable than pretty weather does.

A Poem I wrote

She was pretty
And loved by all
Everyone thought she was perfect
No one ever saw
What was really going on
She always put up a front
Deep down she was hurting
Everything was going wrong
She thought no one could ever understand
She tried to cover up her tears
With all the make up she had
She put a smile on her face
To try to cover up how she was really feeling
Nothing she did made the hurt go away
Finally she had a friend
Who knew something was not right
And got the girl to confess
The truth
The friend told the girl
That she did not have to be perfect
That she could have real feelings to
This made the girl see
That she could start being true to herself
Now everyone knows she is not perfect
But she is still pretty
And still loved by all

20 things I am scared of

  1. The Dark
  2. Clowns
  3. Spiders
  4. Snakes
  5. Big Dogs
  6. Horses
  7. Drowning
  8. Big bodies of water
  9. Heights
  10. Losing a loved one
  11. Being involved in a wreck
  12. My daddy
  13. God
  14. Breaking a bone
  15. Horror movies
  16. Failing
  17. Disappointing my parents
  18. Broken glass
  19. Porcelain dolls
  20. Getting stuck on an elevator
Finals are coming up and I am stressed to the max. I have so much to do and it seems like I will never get done. Papers are due. Tests are coming up. What am I going to do! I know deep down that I can do it. Just somethings seem so over whelming. College is so much different from high school. In college you do not have someone holding your hand and guiding your way like you do in high school. In college you have to step up and make sure everything is done because the teachers are not going to be hounding you about it. Procrastination is a big thing in college. It is not a good thing but it happens. In high school you have the set schedule everyday with the same classes everyday. At college it is not like that. Nothing gets said to you about missing class at college like it does at high school. In college if you do not show up for a certain number of classes then the teacher just fails you. I really do like college though. It is a big change from high school. I feel like more of an adult in college. I know there are more responsibilities, but I think I can handle it. Now I am just hoping I can make it through these finals. If I can finish all this homework and study to make well on my finals, then I will be really happy!

A survey...I figured I would do something different

If you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today?
No, I am only 18 and a freshman in college. I am not ready for such a big step as marriage. I figured that out after being engaged my senior year of high school. I need to grow up some more, and experience a few more things before I get married.

What does the last text in your inbox say and who’s it from?
"Sad day :("-Big Red. I am moving from North Commons to West Courtyards this week. He says it's sad because I will not be around to hang out on the second floor anymore. I just will not be over in the lobby as much.

Were you born in the 90's?
Yes! 1991 to be exact!

Does anyone call you babe?
Yeah. Some of my friends do.

Is the last person that you had a conversation with a male or a female?
Male. It was Big Red actually. We were talking about me moving to West Courtyards.

Where were you at 9 AM this morning?
Sleeping! I did not go to bed until about four this morning. I needed my sleep.

Have you ever liked someone who all your friends hate?
Of course I have. At the time I did not realize why they hated him. Now that I can look back at everything, the reasons are quite clear.

What were you doing at 11 this morning?
Sleeping. I know it is quite sad. I was being lazy. I got up at 12:30.

Name people you wish you could fix things with?
I think I am pretty good with everyone. I can not really think of anyone I need to fix things with. I am good about apologizing about my wrong doings.

When you're getting ready for something, do you listen to music?
Oh yes. I love music. It helps to soothe me, but it also helps me get pumped up!

Are you a mean person?
I am quite the opposite. I tend to be too nice. Mean does not run in my blood. I can not seem to be a mean person.

How many arguments have you had with the last person you talked to?
Quite a few. Usually it is over stupid stuff. We stay mad at each other for a couple of days, if that, and then we are fine like nothing happened. We can not seem to stop being friends.

Waiting for something?
Oh yes! Christmas break. I think everyone is waiting for that too.

Do you feel like anyone is playing mind games with you right now?
I sure do not. If they are, then they are very good at keeping it covered.

Do you have the time by any chance?
6:08 p.m.

Have you ever thought you liked someone and then found out you really didn't?
I sure have. It was sad too. Because they liked me too, and when I found out I really did not like them in that way I felt really bad. I do not like hurting people's feelings.

Are you going to get hurt anytime soon?
Is that even a real question. How am I supposed to know. I mean I am quite clumsy. I trip and stuff a whole lot. I probably get hurt on accident sometime. It is pretty inevitable for me.

Anybody tell you they miss you lately?
My mother. She tells me that everyday now that I moved out.

Are you nice to people you dislike?
Yeah. I have a difficult time being mean to anyone whether I like them or not.

Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
My momma. I talk to her everyday. Usually more than once a day.

How's your heart lately?
It is beating and pumping blood like it is supposed to. Therefore, I think it is in perfect condition.

Who can always cheer you up?
I have my select group of people. This includes my momma, my friends, and my Delta Zeta sisters.

What was the last movie you watched?
I know it was a Lifetime movie. I can not recall the title right now though.

Is there anyone you know that deserves to get slapped?
I am sure there are plenty of people that do.

Think back 2 months ago, were you happier then or now?
I think I am about equal. I am a really happy person.

Who was the last person you talked to before you went to bed last night?
Big Red. We were talking about our Greek stuff.

Do you find trusting people easy?
Usually I do. Sometimes this comes back to bite me though.

Is there someone who you instantly smile when you receive a message from them?
Yeah there is. Because I know the messages always brighten my day.

Do you think relationships are even worth it?
The right ones are. I just have not found the right one that is.

Is it possible to be single and happy?
Yes it is. At least it is for me. I am single now and very happy.

Miss someone?
My momma. I miss not being able to just run in her room and talk to her.

What's a happy time you've had in the past week?
Last night. I was at the Delta Zeta Christmas party!

Does anyone completely understand you?
My momma does.

How did you feel last night?
It was great! I had a wonderful time with my Delta Zeta sisters!

Who was the last person you had a serious convo with?
My mother.

Do you think you have made anyone happy lately?
I hope I have!

Are you thinking about a certain person right now?
No. I am thinking about homework and finals!

Are you happier now or this time last year?
Yeah I think I am.

You're crying at 12 at night, you call?
Krystal my best friend/roommate!

How many people do you trust 100%?
There are a select few!

Love really is a beautiful thing, huh?
It is when you have the true real thing.

Can you recall the last time you liked someone a lot?
Yeah. It has been a little bit.

Where are you?
My dorm room.

Are you in a good mood?
I am! I got some exciting new about some stuff!

Anyone jealous of you or anything you have?
I have no idea.

Are you a difficult person, or are you pretty simple?
I am very simple. I do not like complicated things. I am very straight forward about everything.

Did you go through a lot in middle school?
Yeah. I did. I got picked on a lot.

Are you afraid to tell your true feelings?
To certain people I am. But to a few I can say whatever I feel.

What’s something that bothers you about girls?
Some have to be the center of attention ALL the time!

What are you excited about?
Break and the fact I am getting to get things rolling in my social chairman position I have in the Delta Zeta sorority!

What are you listening to now?
My television. i have no idea what is on. I just know I left it on.

Is there anyone you would seriously punch right now if you had the chance?
Can not think of anyone.

What woke you up today?
I just woke up.

Are you excited for next year?
Yeah, but I am excited for now too.

Are you texting anyone?
Nope. Not at the moment. I am busy doing homework.

The Florida vs Alabama Game

As a Florida Gators fan I was devastated about the game! I know both teams played their hearts out, and they gave all they had. I wanted Florida to win so bad. They are a great team, and I thought they could do it just like they did last year. Florida tried their hardest, I know they did. Tim Tebow lead them, and worked his hardest to get the victory. I guess it was just not their game. I know both teams are really good at what they do. I do not think the game was about which team is better, because obviously both teams are great because they were both undefeated up until this point. The game will be one for the history books I am sure.

The only thing that really makes me mad about the whole game situation, is the fact that all of these people are giving Tim Tebow junk for crying. Well let me see, it was his last championship game of his college career. He put everything he had into this game. Maybe he feel like his hard work was just not good enough. I do not blame him for crying. If Alabama would have lost, there would have been players from that team crying. I know there would have! I have seen big ole' high school football players cry because they lost a play off game. It is not because they are sissies or wimps, it is because they played their heart out. They gave their all, but they lost the game. I really think everyone needs to stop giving Tebow grief about crying. It's not a joke, and it is not funny.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Arguing

When the word argument comes up, I automatically think of proving a point. Argumentative papers in English class are about proving a point. It could be a negative or a positive point. One may write to prove their point in agreement with something, or one may write to go against a given topic. In high school I had to write an argument paper. I remember it was about music influencing children. I argued that it did not. I really like argument papers. To me, they are the best kind to prove one's point and share one's opinion with others. Some might agree while others disagree. As long as the paper is written well and addresses the audience properly, then the argument paper should be a good one. Some argument papers may discuss really hot topics such as politics. Others may discuss more low key subjects such as school cafeteria food. No matter the topic, the main goal of the paper is to prove a point. One expresses their opinion, and follows it up with facts and details.

In my world, arguing my point on paper is easier than arguing my point with spoken words. I feel like I can express my self more and get my opinions out more clearly when I write them down. When it comes to speaking, I tend to get nervous and tense up. This is another reason I like argument papers.

Sure when it comes to these kinds of papers, one must be precise. One must clearly state their opinions, and follow them up with facts. Good explanations are another key factor in argument papers. If one does not clearly explain what they are talking about, a reader may not get the full point of the paper. The writer must clearly explain what side they are on, for or against the topic, and clearly explain why they are on that side.

Argument papers can be really interesting. Once the reader really connects with the author, and sees where the author is coming from, then the reader can decide whether they agree or disagree with the author.

I went home

Well I went home for Thanksgiving break. Actually I had to go home a day early because the doctor told me that I needed to.

First off, let me talk about the drive. Oh my goodness! An hour and a half drive to my house. It might not sound like much, but when oone person has to make the drive it tends to get a bit long and boring. Nothing wrong with the traffic or anything. Just that long of a drive all by myself did not see too appealing. Anyway, so I made the drive. After awhile I hit an area where none of the radio stations came in clearly. Sadly, big blue the Explorer does not have a cd player; therefore, the radio is my only option when it come to listening to music. Listening to static for fifteen minutes is not something I would call fun. Finally, the radio came back and I was a little bit happier. I never thought the drive was going to end. A ninety minute drive seemed to drag on for years and years. I finally saw my exit, and man I was thankful. I knew after I turned off on exit 93 it only took fifteen more minutes until I would be home. The last fifteen minutes of the drive seemed to pass quickly, to my surprise. Finally, I pulled into my driveway.

I do not think I had ever been so thankful to be at home as I was at that moment. I was feeling so terrible, and driving did not make me feel any better. My mom greeted me at the door, and she helped me bring in all of my things. She put me in my old room. Of course she made me lay down, and not be able to do anything. Honestly, I did not mind one bit. The thought of just resting sounded magnificent. My mom came into my room, and we chatted for a bit. Then she had to cook supper. Of course I was not hungry, but she insisted on fixing me some soup. Reluctantly, I ate some of it. I had to rest in bed for a couple of days, but then I began to go stir crazy.

A few days of resting up, my mom finally let me go to the store with her. Who would have ever thought that I would have been so excited to see Wal*Mart. I sure was!

To make a really long story short, I had a great visit at home. I loved seeing my parents and my little brother. After awhile though, I knew it was time for me to go back to Montgomery.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

My home makes me think of

  1. Pets--we have 3 cats and 3 dogs (only one cat lives inside though)
  2. Video games because of my brother
  3. Home cooked food because that is what my mom makes
  4. My big bed that I had to leave behind
  5. My family because they live there
  6. Coffee because a lot of that gets drank there
  7. Old times because my house was built in the 1940s or so; therefore, it is pretty old
  8. Comfort because that is the feeling I get every time I get home from AUM
  9. Chaos because there is a ton of that at my house
  10. Love because there is also a great deal of that at my house as well

It's late

It's late at night, and I am still up. I have class at eight in the morning. Oh dear! Why can I never go to sleep early on "school nights?" Seriously! I tell myself that I am going to go to bed early. Sadly, it never works out that way. Not that I have homework to do or anything, it is just I am up talking to my friends. I know I should be smart enough to go to bed, but I just love hanging out and talking to my friends! I can not help that they are night owls. Them being night owls has caused me to become a night owl as well. Back in high school, I went to bed no later than ten thirty. What has happened? College! College happened! I love it though. It seems that no matter how late I stay up at night, I still make it through class. Though, the thought of a nap after class stays in the back of my mind. I always make it through class without falling asleep. I think that is an achievement in itself! One day, I think the sleep deprivation is going to catch up with me. When it does, I am done for. However, for now, I am good. I guess I am going to keep doing what I am doing until it does not work for me anymore.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

A short Poem

The sun is shining bright
Not a cloud in sight
We can go outside and play
And just enjoy the day
We can go for a walk
Or just sit and talk
Enjoy the company of those we love
And thank the good Lord above
That he has given us another day

Asthma

Last Tuesday I had been suffering from some intense chest pains. The cough I had had for the past week and a half still bothered me as well. I called my mom and told her what had been going, and she told me that I needed to go to the doctor first thing the next morning. My mother got off the phone with me and called my aunt, and asked her if she would mind going with me to the doctor the next morning. My aunt told my mom that she would.

I get up Wednesday morning with my chest and cough still bothering me. It did not really hurt to breath, but breathing was uncomfortable. My aunt comes to pick me up and off to the doctor we go. I sign in and go to the lobby to wait. Luckily I did not have to wait very long. They took me on back and did all of the preliminary things, such as take my temperature and blood pressure. No fever and my blood pressure looked good. Then I get into my room and wait for the upcoming events. First, an EKG. The PA said I needed one because I said my chest hurt. The EKG came out normal, as I suspected it would. Then came the chest x-rays. After the x-rays, I went back to my room and saw another PA. He said that I needed to have some blood drawn so they could run a couple more tests. Having my blood drawn does not bother me at all because back home I have to get blood drawn all the time to check a bunch of things. So, I sat back and let them take some blood. Next, the PA sais he was going to give me a breathing treatment to help clear out my lungs from the mucas build up. I sat there with the breathing treatment for what seemed like forever. After the breathing treatment ended, the doctor came in. He asked me if I had ever been diagnosed with asthma. I told him no. He in turn told me that I had it and I also had a deep chest cold. He prescribed me an inhaler, some cough syrup, and an antibiotic. He also told me that I needed to get a lot of rest and asked me if I lived at home. When I told him I lived in the dorms, he told me that I needed to be at home because that would be the place that I could get the most and best rest possible. After a little more discussion he wrote me a note to excuse me from class for the rest of the week, and then I could go.

After leaving the doctor's office, my aunt took me to get my medicine. We had to wait a good bit on that because they were quite busy. Finally, after getting my medicine, my aunt took me back to the dorms so I could pack to go home. I had to pack quite a bit because of Thanksgiving break. After all of my packing, I got in my car and headed home.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Sarah Anderson

On Tuesday, November 10, 2009, there was a car accident on I-85 north. A SUV hydroplaned and flipped ejecting the driver. After being flipped, the SUV was then struck by the tractor trailer of an 18-wheeler. The driver was pronounced dead at the scene and the passenger was taken to the hospital. The driver of that SUV was a close childhood friend of mine named Sarah Anderson. The news of this tragedy has broken my heart.

Sarah was going to Auburn University. She played the piccolo in the band. She graduated from Robertsdale High School in 2008. She was also in the band there, and was drum major her senior year. Sarah was one of the most amazing people I knew. Her smile was contagious. She loved everyone. Her number one love was God. She went to church at Loxley First Baptist. I went there with her when I lived in Loxley when I was younger. I remember thinking how I wanted to be like Sarah when I was younger. Everyone loved her. She had the best personality. She never met a stranger. If anyone needed anything she would be there.

I am going to miss her so very much. Her death has really shaken me up. I know that tomorrow is not promised. We all have to live everyday like it is our last. Life can be taken away in the blink of an eye. We should all let our loved ones know how much we love and appreciate them. Give them hugs because we never know when one hug could be the last or when one "I love you" could be the last time you can say it to that person.

http://www.auburn.edu/auband/news/archives/1120/#more-1120

Thankful

Thanksgiving has many different meanings to people. To some it means family time. To others it is all about the food. To me, Thanksgiving is about giving thanks for all that I have. I may not be as fortunate as some, but I have so much to be thankful for.

I am thankful for my family. Though it is just my mom, dad, and brother, they are still my family. My family has done so much for me. My mom is my best friend. I am thankful for having a mom I can talk to and share my secrets with. I know that some people do not have that kind of relationship with their mothers, if they have a relationship with their mothers at all. My dad and I have been through a lot. We butt heads sometimes, but when it comes down to it, there is nothing he will not do for me and my brother. My little brother means a lot to me too. He may get on my nerves, but I would not trade him for the world. Moving off to college has made me realize how much I do love my family and how much I miss them when I am away.

I am also thankful for my friends. Old ones and new ones. My old friends have been there for me through so much. High school was not always easy for me. My friends being there for me, however, did help ease the struggle a little bit. Now that I am at college, I have made so many new friends. I am excited to know these awesome people. My dorm friends are great. They make moving away from home a little easier. They make dorm life so much fun and so interesting. One never knows what is going to happen when it comes to them. My friends in my classes that do not live in the dorms. They are great too. They make class so much fun. In some cases, if it was not for my friends in my classes, I would not even want to go. My sorority sisters are my best friends. I love them all. They all make me laugh. Those girls are some of the best girls anyone could ever meet. I am so lucky and thankful to be able to call them my sisters. Having the friends that I do makes me feel so blessed.

There are so many other things that I am thankful for. Most of all I am thankful that God has blessed me to be able to get out of bed every morning. Tomorrow is not promised. God giving me another day to live is such a blessing that I am forever thankful for.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Thankful

  1. Family
  2. Friends
  3. Sorority sisters
  4. Food
  5. House
  6. Good Health
  7. Sleep
  8. My car to get me back and forth from school to home
  9. The fact I am able to get up every morning and be able to see, hear, walk, and talk
  10. Sunshine because I do not like the rain
  11. Having a bed to sleep in at night
  12. Freedom
  13. Safety
  14. Love
  15. Education
  16. Books
  17. Internet
  18. My pets
  19. My phone
  20. clothes

Monday, November 9, 2009

A man and his cockroach

There once was a man named Tim. Tim was a loner and had no friends. He stayed in a rickety old cottage all by himself. He had no wife because no woman would marry him. Nothing in the world really meant much to him. However, there was one thing that meant something to Tim, his pet cockroach. Tim named the cockroach Sue because he found her near a sewer while he was walking to town one rainy day. Sue was the most important thing in Tim's life. He spent his long lonely days making clothes and food for Sue. Sue was his princess. Tim thought since Sue was a princess, she should learn to dance. Tap dancing was Tim's secret special talent. Day and night Tim worked so hard to teach that cockroach to tap dance. At first it was quite difficult because Sue did not want to cooperate. Finally after she realized Tim as not going to give up, Sue gave in and decided to learn to tap dance. Once she started to learn, Tim knew she was going to be a star. Tim worked very hard with Sue to perfect her dance. One day while walking to town to get more fabric for Sue's clothes, Tim saw a poster that advertised a dancing contest. He knew his Sue could win it. Tim got home and told Sue about the contest. At first Sue was hesitant, but she knew it would make Tim happy so she agreed to enter the dance contest. After filling out the paper work, Tim brought it into town to the man in charge of the contest, Mr. Dancinshoes. Mr.Dancinshoes looked at Tim's paper and began to ask questions. After the fact that Sue was a cockroach, Mr.Dancinshoes could not stop laughing. He wanted to know if Tim was actually serious. Of course Tim was serious. Mr.Dancinshoes allowed Sue to be in the contest because he just wanted to see a dancing cockroach. Sue performed in the contest and tap danced her little heart out. She would have won too if it was not for one of the other tap dancers stepping on her.

UFC better than WWE

Ultimate Fighting Championship, UFC, takes dominate position over World Wrestling Entertainment, WWE, for many reasons.
First and foremost, UFC is real fighting. These are real professional fighters beating the living daylights out of each other. In WWE, the "fighters," I say they are just characters really, are not even really touching the people they are supposed to be hitting. When UFC fighters hit each other and beat the living daylights out of each other, they are really doing it. WWE "fighters" just have good stage presence, and are good at making it look like they are fighting. People really get hurt in UFC fights; however, nine times out of ten no one really gets hurt in a WWE fight (I say nine times out of ten due to the fact there have been a couple of real incidents of people getting true life injuries in WWE). UFC involves real fighters really fighting to achieve a win, while WWE involves really good actors putting on a show for an audience.
Secondly, WWE has story lines and plots. The producers of WWE have the "fighters" follow plots to appeal to audiences. They have stories like friends turning on each other, marriages, and enemies becoming best friends. UFC has no story lines. The only stories told on UFC are the stories of the fighters backgrounds. The UFC fighters do not have plots to follow. They fight to win. That is their main goal. Of course UFC is appealing to the public and the real fighting makes a good show, but the fact is they do not follow story lines.
One last reason UFC is better than WWE is the fact that you never know what is going to happen in UFC. In one fight the usual guy might win, or the under dog may turn it around and win. UFC is always an edge of your seat type event to watch. WWE is quite predictable. People may say it is not, however one usually knows who is going to win what fight, or what is going to happen next. UFC can not be predicted. One can try to say what is going to happen, but usually it usually turns up to be a surprise.

How to write a blog

In order to write a blog, one must follow these simple steps:
First, one must have a computer to log on to. This computer can be a personal computer or a public computer such as at a library or college computer lab. The computer is one of the most essential parts of the whole writing a blog process. Without a computer, one will not have the main tool to write his or her blog. On this computer, one may have to use login information. In order to log on, one must use their login information they were given, for a public computer, or that they created, for their personal computer. After logging on to the computer, one may go on to the next step of this process.
Next, one must access the internet from his or her computer that they logged on to (see step one for information). The internet may have such titles as: internet explorer, firefox, or safari. If one has a question about their internet program, they may want to ask someone who would know about it. The internet is another essential part to writing a blog because the blogging program is on the internet. Once one has successfully gotten onto the internet, they may continue on to the next step.
Thirdly, one must either type in the web address to the blogging site they know or type into the search bar "blogs" to find a program to blog on. The blogging site is the most important part of this process. Without a blogging site, there is no platform for one to blog on. Once one has found a blogging site, one may have to create an account on that site. This usually involves typing in one's email address as a user name or one creating an unique user name. Along with either using an email or an unique user name, one will also have to create an unique password. The password is used to protect one's blog from getting personal access from anyone that did not create the blog. Once things are set up on the blogging site one may continue on.
Finally, once everything is set up on a blogging site, one may create a new post. This new post will be one's first blog. A blog can be about anything that one is feels like writing about. One may write a story about their pet, a story telling about their day, or one may write a poem. Blogs can be about really anything. From animals to people to places. One can be creative when it comes to their blog. If one feels the need to confess their a love for someone over a blog, one can. However, one may want to be cautious about what they write because blogs are public and anyone can read them.
Now one has learned to write a blog. Hopefully one will take this information and go out and blog.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Timothy Pledger

In my English Comp 1 class there is a guy I sit next to. His name is Timothy Pledger. He went to high school at some place that I do not really know. He just told me he went to Sidney Lanier. Not like I know where that is, but it makes him feel special. Tim is a very interesting character. The first thought about him that comes to mind is basket ball. Pretty much I think that is all he does and thinks about doing. He works at Winn-Dixie as a bag boy. He makes a star bag boy. I am not really sure if he will help people take their groceries outside to their cars or not, but he can put groceries in a bag like no one else. Snail videos on YouTube make Tim very happy. I know that is a little odd, but they really make him smile. He loves English class. Writing papers would be a hobby of his. Not really. He does not really like writing papers at all actually. However, he does love English class because I am in it with him. We are pretty much best English class friends! Even though he is late to class almost everyday! Tim takes his little sister to school everyday. He is so mean to her. She in turn beats him up and makes him cry.
For Halloween this year, Tim gave toothbrushes out to the little children. That is how mean he is. The kids wanted candy, but no. I think the kids beat him up for that. He will not admit it, but if you mention "little trick-or-treaters" he gets very scared.
Tim is a pretty cool guy. He does not talk much. He likes to wear gym clothes all the time. Basketball is his life. Physical therapy is his major. He may have his life planned out, but I am not really sure. However, Timothy Pledger is pretty much one of the most awesome people I know!

Moving To AUM

It was my senior year of high school. The time to go came for me to choose where I was going to go to college. I had many choices in mind. I came to AUM as one of my "college tour days." When I got here I was so very nervous.
"Are you okay babydoll?" asked my mom.
"No! I am nervous and scared! This college thing is more than I thought it would be." I replied.
My mom and I walked into the admissions building. We found the lady we needed to talk to about getting information, and then our tour of campus began. The campus turned out to be not as big and scary as I had imagined. The campus size seemed to be similar to the size of the campus of the community college back home. My nerves settled, and I realized this is where I wanted to go.
Initially I was a nursing major, so during our tour we went and met the Pre-Nursing adviser. She turned out to be a really nice lady and answered all of the questions I had. This just added reasons to why I wanted to be a student at AUM.
I got back home and started to talk to my mom. I told her everything I thought about AUM. She told me what she thought as well. I thought about how the campus seemed to be small enough not to overwhelm me. I remembered that the Pre-Nursing adviser had said the classes were not very big at all, the way she made the class size sound they were not much bigger than my class in high school. Then I thought about distance. My mom has some health issues, and I can get to AUM in about an hour and a half; therefore, I knew I would not be that far away if something happened and my mom needed me. Taking everything into consideration, I knew I wanted to go to AUM for sure.
I got accepted to the college and to the Pre-Nursing program. I even received a scholarship to come to AUM.
Here I am now going to school at AUM. I still love it. Only one thing has changed for me, and that is my major. I swapped to a psychology major because one of the teachers here inspired me. The atmosphere on campus everyday makes me grateful for my decision to come to AUM.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Hero

Everyone has a hero. Some people choose a person they actually know and talk to in person to be their hero, while others choose their idols or people they do not actually know to be the person they look up to. Parents, friends, teachers, and celebrities can be choices to be a person's hero. A hero can be defined as someone who does something that makes an impact on one life or the lives of many. Heroes portray bravery and courage. People have heroes that they want to be like.

My hero would be Mrs. Karen Anderson, also known as "momma." My mom has been through so much throughout her life. No matter what obstacles she has faced, she has overcome them. She does not let anything bring her down. At home she saves our lives just by being there. With out her at home, I really think everyone would starve or really hurt someone because there would be no peacemaker. She proves her strength by just putting up with my dad, my little brother, and me. Courage, love, compassion, determination, and strength are just some of momma's amazing qualities. She has taught me how to be the best I can be. She always uplifts me when I am down. My mom is also very opinionated. She is not afraid to speak her mind, and get her point across. Karen Anderson would have to be one of the most amazing people I know.

In my life, I try to live by the examples given by my mother. I try to keep my goals in mind, and not let any obstacles stop me. Strength is something I envy of my mom. I try to be strong like her, but sometimes I do not succeed. My mom is my hero because she is the person that I try to be like in basically every aspect of my life. She is the one who gave my life, and who has helped me throughout everything.

Heroes can be anybody. They do not have to be a celebrity. My hero is my mom. She may not be famous in the eyes of other, but to me she is. I love my mom, and really hope that one day I can be like her!

French Fries

French fries come in many varieties. Fast food places are known for serving their own "type" of french fries. Two fast food restaurants are well known for their french fries. Arby's is known for their signature curly fries, and McDonald's is known for their signature golden fries.

All I can say is this: Arby's curly fries are amazing! The fact that they are curly and springy just makes me happy. Their taste can not be mimicked. Many people have tried to copy Arby's curly fries, but none have succeeded. They are just a classic. I know with me personally I really only go to Arby's for the curly fries. From their seasoning to their crispy texture, these curly fries are like none other.

When it comes to McDonalds fries, they are decent I suppose. They have a signature taste that I will admit one can not find anywhere else. Personally they are not my favorite. However, I know there are people are out there they just think these fries are amazing.

Both of these brands of french fries are signatures for their restaurants. Neither can be copied by anyone. Arby's and McDonalds have made a name on their french fries.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Big Brother

There is this reality television show that I am absolutely in love with. The name of it is Big Brother. Now I am not a big fan of reality television, but this show is my absolute favorite of all time. I have watched almost every season! The whole concept is pretty simple. You have a group of strangers, usually it is about thirteen people, living in a house. While in this house these people are completely isolated from the outside world. Over the course of time there are challenges for power. One power is called the head of house hold, also known as the HOH. The person who is the HOH is the head person in the house. They get a luxury room and random gifts from home, including a letter from loved ones. The HOH also gets to nominate two people to be evicted from the house. After the nomination of the two people there is a competition for the Power of Veto. Whoever wins this power gets the opportunity to take one of the nominees off the eviction block causing the HOH to have to pick someone else, the person who won the Veto is safe from being evicted. Then comes the time to vote for the person the group wants to be evicted from the house and sent home. Over the course of time it comes down to the final two and then the last six people evicted from the Big Brother house gets to vote for who they want to win Big Brother. The winner of Big Brother gets $500,000 and the runner up gets $250,000. The whole idea of Big Brother is really to manipulate people so you can get further in the game and closer to the money. Allies are made. People are backstabbed. Lies are told. Friendships are made. It is just a show of a roller coaster of emotions. The creators of Big Brother really made a show that has captivated my attention.

10 years? 15 years? 25 years?

In ten years it will be 2019. I will be twenty-eight years old. By that time I hope I will be graduated from graduate school with my PhD in Social Psychology. I would like to be a trauma relief therapist specializing in trauma relief in children, and I would also like to be doing some research in a lab. Also by this time I hope to be really settled somewhere. Possibly in an area like Montgomery or Mobile. When I am twenty-eight, I hopefully will be married to the "man of my dreams". Will I have a kid or kids? I am not really certain on that aspect. Maybe by this time, though, I will finally get the dog, a miniature Yorkshire Terrier, that I have been wanting forever. Ten-years is pretty far down the road; therefore, I do not have my life planned out in precise detail. Really, I would just like to be settled in my career, and settled in my home-life.

Fifteen years from now the year will be 2024. Wow I will be thirty-three. Getting on up there in years! Well I am pretty sure I will be really settled into my career. I hope to be really accomplished in a little be of research. Maybe find some sort of discovery with medication or treatments for some kind of psychological disorder. My marriage will hopefully be doing really well. By this time I may have a couple of children. I hope to be settled into my big house in the area I finally decided to live in. I can not really give much detail on this because so much can change in fifteen years.

The year 2034 I will be forty-three! Oh my! I only know that by this time I hope to be very settled in every aspect of my life. I want to be very accomplished with my career in trauma relief for children. I also want to be very accomplished in the lab, and hopefully conducting my very own research with followers under my instruction. My family will hopefully be very settled in. My life in general will hopefully be very settled in twenty-five years.

Biology class

I really dislike Biology class. I hated it in high school. That hate has not disappeared over the years; therefore, I still hate biology in college. My teacher is not that bad. He is not the best, but he is not horrible. I just hate the whole class in general. I take so many notes, it is unreal. My teacher does talk pretty fast, and at times I have difficulty keeping up with what he is saying. I get cramps in my hands and ink on my pinkie! It drives me crazy. I figured I would write more in English, but no! I write so much in Biology class that the writing in English class is a piece of cake. Really I would much rather write a paper for English class rather than write notes in Biology class. My papers in English at least make sense. The scratch looking notes for Biology have no consistency. My notes really look like a big thrown together mess about random things about Biology. Also, I just am not a Science person. Obviously Biology takes a branch under the topic of Science. I really do not like going in to all the detail about all of this stuff that I really do not care about. I mean I am sure there is some sort of purpose in Biology. I am also pretty sure that there is a big reason why everyone, not just Science majors, has to take the class. Do I know that reason? No! Do I really care to know the reason? In a way, but not really. Biology class would definitely be my absolute least favorite class that I am taking right now. I can not say of all time because I am going to have to take Chemistry at some point, and I hated that class to in high school. I know I should not have a bad attitude about the class just because I hated it in high school, but I can not help it. I just dislike Science that much!

Monday, October 26, 2009

Halloween

Halloween has always been a favorite holiday of mine. As a child I loved to dress up in costumes and go trick-or--treating. My mom would always take me while my dad had to stay at home and pass out candy. My first stop in route was always my own house. I would pretend I did not live there, knock on the door, and get candy from my dad, whom also pretended he did not know me. Then my mom would take me around to houses so I could get candy. Then after getting all the candy I could, my mom would bring me back home. At the house my parents would "inspect" my candy to make sure there was no bad stuff in it. Now looking back on it I think they were looking for more than bad stuff in my candy. I think they were scoping out to see what they wanted out of my candy bag.

The candy is not my favorite part of Halloween. My absolute favorite part of Halloween is dressing up in costumes. As a child I was some really random characters. I dressed up as barbie and the pink power ranger just to name a couple. Recently as I got older, I could not dress up and go trick-or-treating, but I could dress up and work trick-or-treat street at my high school. One year I was mama from Mama's Family and last year I was a construction worker named Earl. I love getting creative with my costumes. Especially now that I am older. I have not bought a costume since I was about 10, which was the last time I went trick-or-treating. From then I would just find things around the house that I thought would make a good costume and that is what I wore. For example my construction worker costume was an old pair of jeans, a friend of mine's work shirt, my daddy's tool belt, and my daddy's hat. Costumes to me are a way to show creativity and that is why I like them so much

One part of Halloween I did not care for too much as a child was getting scared. I remember going to some houses and people popping up from out of no where with chainsaws and stuff and me getting the daylights scared out of me. One year my mom and her friend took a group of us kids to this house in town. At this house was this "grave" and out of this grave pops out this guy who chases us with a "chainsaw." I took off running and ended up at the post office. The post office was not too far from the house we were at, but it still took my mom a minute to find me. After that we never went back to that house again. Now as I am older, I do not get scared as easily as I used to. The scary part of Halloween does not get to me anymore.

I have always loved Halloween. From childhood to now, it has always been a big part of year for me. Costumes to candy everything is so much fun.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

influences

There are good and bad influences. Good influences are those who can convince people to do the right thing. Bad influences are those who can convince people to do the wrong thing. In my eyes, I am a good influence. At least I try to be a good influence on others. My mom said when I was younger that I was the one that would share my toys with everyone else. She also said that I always wanted to make sure that everyone did things that would keep them out of trouble. I have always been one against getting in trouble. As a kid, I was not perfect, but I did not get in a whole lot of trouble at all. I always have tried to do the right thing. I like to see others succeed as well. I like to be a motivator. I want to see people go on the right path. Though, I stumble in my path of goodness, I always seem to get back in line. I try to lead a good example for those around me. When I worked at the daycare, I knew the children were looking up to me. I knew it was up to me to decide what kind of example I would be for those children. Would parents want their children being around someone they knew was bad knew or would they want their children around someone who they knew would teach their children what the right thing to do is. My depended on my character. I have always known that I wanted to be a good influence on my friends, my family, and anyone I encountered from day to day. Of course I have been around some not-so-good influences, and they have gotten me to do some not-so-good things, but I realized what was going on and knew I had to change. Having my little brother around has had a big impact on me as well. I think to myself how I know that my little brother looks up to me for guidance. Do I want him going on the wrong path? Of course not. That is why I know I have to watch what I do, because my little brother is watching. He needs to be under the influence of good things not bad. No matter what, I always try to live my life as a good influence to others.

Bravery

Bravery is not confined to one style. Anyone can be brave. From children learning to conquer their fear of the dark to adults being brave during a scary situation. The men and women of the military are looked at as brave. Bravery and courage go hand in hand. To be brave one must have courage. People can be brave for themselves or others. People can be brave if they stand up for what they believe in and not let others pressure them. Someone can be brave for another person by standing up for that person. If someone was getting bullied and another person walked by, that other person could be brave enough to stand up for the person being bullied. Being brave can influence others to be brave. Some people may believe that only heroes are brave. That is not the case. Simple ordinary people are brought to challenges everyday that test their courage, strength, and bravery.
I remember when I was a child I thought my mother was the bravest person on the planet. She could stand up to the monsters under my bed and she could tackle any situation that came her way. I remember always wanting to be like that but never thinking I could. Then one day I was being picked on and I gathered my strength and stood up for my self. I went home and told my mom. She told me she was very proud of me for being so brave. From that point on, I knew I did not have to be an adult to be brave. I could just be me.

Bravery has no set image. Bravery is not picky with what person has it. Deep down in the lives of all people lies bravery. It is just a matter of finding it and using it in any frightening situation.

Monday, October 19, 2009

Excitement!

My parents and brother live two hours away in Excel. I do not get to see them very much at all. I have really been missing them so much! Yesterday was my last flag football game of the season. As a surprise for me my mom and brother came up Saturday and stayed the night at my aunts house (which is 20 minutes away from AUM). I was so excited! Seeing them made my day. My dad could not come because he was out of town. I was NOT expecting them to come up! It is just not like them to just come up this way. Anyway I got to my aunts house and we all just sat around and talked and got caught up on what is going on in life. Then we went to bed about one in the morning. Then yesterday it was game day! My mom and aunt came out to watch me (it was really cold and windy so my mom wanted my brother to stay with my uncle so he would not get sick). Then we all came back to my aunt's house. My dad told my mom to go ahead and stay another night up here and that my brother could miss school since they do not get to spend much time with me. That made me feel great! We all just sat around and talked and laughed some more. My brother and I played some cards (Go Fish) for a good little bit. Then everyone went to bed except my momma and me. We stayed up until three this morning just having mom-and-daughter time. It was the best! I love my mom so much and she is my very best friend! I want to spend as much time with her as I can when I see her because it is not very often that I get to see her.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Today I will

Today I will be doing multiple things.
Right now I am in English class. We are talking about our profile paper assignments. We have to pick a working professional in the field of our majors, and interview them. After interviewing our professional, we have to compose not just a question-answer paper, but an actual paper that intertwines the interview.
When I leave English class, I will be heading to my Government class. I have to take a test in that class. I hope that goes well. I know I studied pretty hard for that test.
At 11:00, I have my interview with Dr. Chavez. She is a psychology professor, and I am a psychology major. She was really nice, and agreed to help me with my English assignment. That has me really excited! I will admit, I am a little nervous too.
I also have to go to Psychology class today. I know in that class we will be going over a powerpoint that is on the next chapter that my teacher has chosen to go over.
After my class, I am going back to my dorm. When I get to my dorm, it will be study time! I have to study for my Biology Lab midterm. I am really not looking forward to that at all. I will also be putting together the pieces of my profile paper.
I know talking to my mom on the phone will fit somewhere into my day,as it does everyday! Taking a shower, checking my email, checking my facebook, and going to sleep will also be a major part of what I will be doing today.
My schedule may not seem too busy, but unless you live it it you really do not get the full effect. I know there are busier days in the world, but I know mine keeps me a busy bee!

My car

Right before I moved up here, I was driving a 2002 Ford Focus. That was NOT my favorite car. It had a lot of issues. When I was getting ready to move, my parents decided to give me my mom's explorer, and my mom would take my focus. I guess that I got the better end of the stick.
The explorer is a 1995 model. Its big and it is blue. Therefore I call it "Big Blue." The special thing about this explorer is not the color, but the bumper. The bumper looks like an elephant sat on it. The reason for the bent bumper is actually a funny story. Two weeks after I got my permit, my mom, brother, and I were coming back from town (I was driving of course), and this glass company truck is in front of me. On the back of this truck are a couple of ladders. The ladders do not look like they are very secure on the back of this truck. Sure enough one of the ladders falls off the truck. My mom yelled at me to slam on brakes, and so I did. This prevented the ladder from going through my wind shield. We were stopped for about a few seconds, and then all of a sudden BAM! I got rear-ended! The damage was not bad enough for anyone to worry with, so the bumper just got left alone.
The explorer is a sturdy SUV though. It has four-wheel drive. I really do not mind driving it. Of course it was a big change going from a pretty small focus to a bigger explorer. I get noticed a lot because once someone sees my car they will always be able to spot it out everywhere.
Like I said, I do not mind driving the explorer. I would love to have a different car, though, but who does not. Big Blue is a good vehicle though. I could not ditch it very easily. If it was not for Big Blue, I do not know how I would have been able to move all of my stuff up here in one trip! Big Blue has been there since day one of my driving, and I will always love that car.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Do I really want to do what you do?

I am going to be interviewing a Psychology teacher for an English assignment. Here are some questions that I may ask her.
  • Why did you pick psychology?
  • Was there ever one particular person that influenced you the most?
  • When did you decide you wanted to go into psychology?
  • Did you change majors to become a psychology majors?
  • How long do you have to go to school for?
  • With the economy the way it is, do you think this is a stable field to be in?
  • Would you recommend this field to others?
  • What most intrigues you about psychology?
  • What is your least favorite thing about the psychology field?
  • What type of psychology are you looking to be a part of?
  • What subject do you use the most?
  • What subject do you use the least?
  • How much writing is involved?
  • What types of writing are involved?
  • Where do you see yourself in 1,5,10 years?
  • What goals do you have for your career?

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

7 Worst Things to say to someone who just got dumped

  1. So you will not be mad that I accepted to go on a date with him
  2. There are more fish in the sea
  3. Well he was flirting with me anyway
  4. You were not his only girlfriend
  5. Well he was a little out of your league anyway
  6. You probably should have lost that extra 10 pounds
  7. Have you considered wearing a little more make-up to cover up those pimples?

10 Reasons I am a Florida Gators Fan

  1. Tim Tebow
  2. The team is a big example of unity
  3. You can just see their energy when they are on the field
  4. They are hard working and strong willed
  5. They are reigning National Champs
  6. (sorry) They beat Alabama
  7. When go to play football, they go to win
  8. They are really exciting to watch
  9. They are the Florida Gators (I think that is enough reason in itself)
  10. Did I mention Tim Tebow number 15?

Monday, October 5, 2009

I passed!

As everyone knows I pledged Delta Zeta on August 18. From then I was a "Baby Turtle" in the sorority. Every week until this past Sunday we have had new member classes. These classes were to get us prepared for the initiation test. There was a lot of information we had to know for our test. Well our test was yesterday and I PASSED the first time! I was ecstatic! I had studied so very hard. I was just worried because I get really nervous about tests. The test was all fill in the blank except for the creed--which we had to write word for word--and the Greek alphabet--which we had to write out as well. I studied and worked really hard to pass this test just like I do in all my classes. This goes to show that hard work and determination are the keys to success

9 Good Reasons to break off a Wedding

  1. He cheats
  2. He lied
  3. He ran you over with his car
  4. You had reason to run him over with your car
  5. He got really rude and ugly with your parents
  6. He is not encouraging
  7. He is selfish about everything
  8. He takes all of your money
  9. Your dad had reason to chase him around the yard with a shotgun

Sunday, October 4, 2009

10 things I would buy with my last $20

  1. A 12-pack of Dr.Pepper
  2. A caramel latte from Starbucks
  3. socks
  4. gum
  5. nail polish
  6. chapstick
  7. ramen noodles
  8. more ramen noodles
  9. some bottled water
  10. germ-x

My big!

Last night, I got some of the greatest news ever. Before I say what it is let me give you some background.

I am in the Delta Zeta sorority here at AUM. I am currently a baby turtle but I will be an official DZ after my initiation test and ceremony(which the test is today at 5 but that is a WHOLE other story). Back in September we went on a new member retreat so all of the baby turtles could have a chance to get to really know the older DZs. This was a chance so we could decide who we wanted to write on our top five list to be our bigs. A big is a big sister basically. So then we had to turn our lists in and the waiting began.

Last night was our ceremony. Before the ceremony I knew who I really wanted to be my big and that was a girl named Rodna. We instantly clicked and I just love her! Well before the ceremony a few of us baby turtles went out to eat. I was texting Rodna and she tells me she is in Selma (where she lives). My heart dropped. Tears were developing and it took all I had to hold them back. I told the girls I was with and they were telling me that Rodna was tricking me. I told them I knew Rodna would not lie to me that she is serious. Well it was time for the reveal. We had to follow our yarn to the end. So I go through this maze of yarn. I get to the end of my yarn ball before anyone else. I see my basket and I see that the card says for me to read it first. I open it up and all I saw was Rodna's name! Words could not describe how happy I was. The card instructed me to yell her name when I got to my basket and so I did. Rodna runs down the stairs screaming and gives me the biggest hug ever! I thought she was about to cry!! I was the happiest person in the world. So I go with her and I go through my basket and there is so much! I have 3 stuffed turtles and just a whole lot! Also in my basket was Rodna's yarn ball that she had when she did big/little reveal last year. She passed it on to me! That really touched me. It might not mean much to others but it did to me. She told me if I get a little next year that I should pass my yarn ball down to her. That is what I plan to do.

Finding out that Rodna was my big last night was some of the best news ever!

Math Class

I am not a big fan of my math class. Currently I am taking Math 1100 or Finite Math. In high school, I took pre-cal with trig and graduated with a 105 average. My finite math class is on a lower level than my pre-cal class from high school! Everything we are doing in finite I have already done in high school. I guess that may be a good thing because that means the class is easy but I tend to get bored. Another thing is my teacher is a different fellow. He tends to "think outloud" quite often. When he says his thoughts outloud, he then immediately writes them on the board. I am serious. My math teacher writes EVERYTHING he says on the bored. Because of that, he gets chalk EVERYWHERE. That is another thing that bothers me. He gets chalk dust on everything that is near the board. He gets it all over him self. All on the books. Just all over everything. Something else that bothers me is that my teacher does not pay attention to the class. If someone asks him something he tells them to wait and then rarely gets back to them to answer their question. He also changes what he is trying to tell us numerous times. That tends to be confusing.

There is one good thing about my math class. I have four of my really good friends in there. Amanda--I knew her before I got here because she went to a high school that my high school played football against, Kate--one of my sorority sisters, Kyle--I met him the first day of class and we instantly clicked, and Don--my neighbor down the hall in the dorms. It is really relieving for me to have them in class with me. They lighten up the atmosphere. So even though I am not a big fan of my math class, I am not completely against going because of my friends being in there with me.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

What I am supposed to be learning

In biology my teacher talks about many different topics. He goes from the history of biology to proteins and such. From yesterday's class I am supposed to be learning about the structures of a cell. I learned about the cell wall on a plant cell. This is all review though. I remember learning about this in fifth grade. However this is what our teacher wants us to know. Anyway on to what else I am supposed to be learning in biology. I am supposed to be learning about something called osmosis. Also about all the different organelles in cells. Let me tell you I still am not a fan of biology. I never have and I probably never will be. All this that I am supposed to be learning is not really new. Learning it now does not make me like the class anymore than I did.

In psychology I am starting to learn about human development. I am learning about how the mind starts out in an infant and is not fully developed until the child is about two years old. I am learning also about the aging of the mind and brain. I am also learning about the different theories about mind development. I really thought all of this was pretty nifty. My major is psychology so I am always interested in learning new topics.

In math class I am supposed to be learning "new" things. However I have already learned this stuff back in high school. We are learning about probability. Not a new topic for me. That class is not my favorite either.

In government we are learning about federalism. Also I am always learning about current events.

In english class we are learning about how to write different papers. Now I was just given a topic to do a profile paper. That is something I have not done before. I am really interested to start on that.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Greek Week

I am a member of the Delta Zeta Sorority here at AUM. This means I am part of the Greek Life. This week all Greeks are participating in "Greek Week." This is a week full of events to get word out about the Greek Life here at AUM. All week we are holding a fund raiser called "Bucks for Books." This is to help raise money for the library since its funds got cut. All the Greeks are split up into three teams. On my team there is Delta Zeta, Delta Sigma Theta, and Lambda Chi Alpha. In the end the team that raises the most money for the library gets a prize. The fundraiser is not the only thing going on. Today we are going to have a step/dance show at noon on the quad. From 10-2 today each Greek chapter is going to have a table set up on the quad for people to come look at and also talk to some of the members. Each day this week there is an event planned. As a member of the Greek Life I am really excited to see how this week works out. I hope it brings all of the Greeks together. I also hope that if there is anyone who is curious about joining a sorority or fraternity they will get any questions they have answered. I hope that they will see that Greek Life is for them. Even if sororities or fraternities are not for some people, I still hope they come out and support us and participate in all of the events.

Halloween

I have always loved Halloween! I loved getting dressed up in my costume and goin gout to get candy! Then I got older and I could not go out and get candy. At my high school we had what was called "Trick-or-Treat Street." Kids would come through the halls of the building and go to different stations set up by different organizations from school. Since I could not go and get candy any more because I was too old, I always worked at "Trick-or-Treat Street." It was always fun! I still got to dress up in a costume, but instead of getting candy I gave out candy to the younger children. Our costumes could not be too scary because we had little kids come through. I always decided to be something funny. One year I was Mama from "Mama's Family." Another year I was my math teacher. My senior year was my favorite. I dressed up as a construction worker. I had this big shirt that my mom helped me stuff with some pillows to make me look really big. I had a tool belt, which I though was really awesome. I of course had my hat. It was just really funny. The kids had a field day with me. I also loved working at my school for Halloween because I got to see all the little kids in their costumes. That was always so much fun. There was such a variety. From princesses to football players to bumble bees to little monsters to anything you could imagine. I have always loved Halloween because I love the costumes. Yes I love the candy to, but seeing how creative people can be with their outfits is the best part for me.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

My trip to Gatlinburg with my Delta Zeta sisters

This past weekend was so much fun! My sorority went to Gatlinburg for a New Member Retreat. This retreat was used for a time for the "baby turtles" to have a chance to get to know the older "turtles." We left on Friday and the trip its self was outstanding. The group I was riding with left later than everyone else because the driver had to work until lunch time. I knew from the moment I got into the car the trip was going to be awesome! We were all excited to get to Gatlinburg! Well on our trip we had to go through Georgia. We stopped at this gas station and there were these biker men. Well, we went inside bought what we wanted and went potty. Then I got the bright idea to go outside and take a picture of the motorcycles because my dad is a big motorcycle guy. One of my DZ sisters, Deem, went with me. Well I took the picture, and the biker guys saw us taking pictures. They told us if we wanted a real picture we should come over there. They seemed nice and we were in broad day light so we walked over there. We got to take pictures with a couple of the biker guys. Deem even got on one of the motorcycles and got a picture. It was hilarious! They asked us where we were heading towards. We told them Gatlinburg, and come to find out that is where they were going too! Then we got back on the road. Finally we made it to Tennessee! Well we stopped again. Another one of my DZ sisters, Jasmine, bought some scratch off tickets. She won five dollars! Man was she excited! Back on the road we went after Jasmine claimed her five dollars. We get to Pigeon Forge, and come to find out there was a car show going on at the same time. Let me tell you, traffic was HELL. There is no other way to describe it! It took us two hours to go five miles. Guys are hollering at us from their cars and trucks. Nondriving people are pulling out in front of cars trying to cause accidents. I mean it was HELL! FINALLY we got out of the traffic. We are driving up to our cabin, and what do we see? A BLACK BEAR! We are SCREAMING and Jasmine was crying. We get to our cabin, grab our stuff, and run in to tell the girl what we saw. Then everyone was freaked out. Well after the bear faze calmed down, we all just sat down and talked for a while. We ate dinner and talked some more. Finally about three in the morning it was time for bed. So I went to the room I was staying in with Rodna. I fell asleep and I had a dream that Rodna slapped the mess out of me! I woke up shaking and freaking out. I fell back asleep. About 10 in the morning another DZ sister, Erin, came in to wake us up so we would be ready for breakfast and white water rafting. At first I thought I was dreaming. According to Erin I looked at her really funny. Then I realized I was not dreaming and I got up. Breakfast was great thanks to Cassie and Jeni (DZ sisters). Then it was time to get ready to go white water rafting! We loaded up in the cars and it was time to go. First we had to go to the office and then get directions to the actual rafting place. After 45 minutes we made it to the Rafting place. We got registered and divided into our groups. Then we got paired up with our guides. My group's guide's name was Parks. He did not talk much. We had to load up on a bus, and ride up to where the white water rafting would start. It started at the North Carolina/Tennesse state line! This had me excited because I had never been to North Carolina. Of course, I walked over to the line and crossed it so I could tell people I had been to North Carolina. Anyway, we got all ready, and it was in the raft we went. White water rafting was SO much fun. We had class 3 and 4 rapids(out of a scale from 1-6). It was crazy! I loved it though! After white water rafting we changed and loaded back up in our cars. We were told we were on our on for lunch. My group went to McDonalds. Then we went back to the cabin. We saw more bears! It was a momma bear and her three cubs. That freaked everyone out. Then we just chilled out at the cabin. Some people went shopping, but I just got in the hot tub with some of the sisters. Then after showers, we started to watch the Auburn game. During the game we heard this screaming. So we run to the door and there was a raccoon! I named it Ricky, and yes people laughed. He was so super cute! Then Erin had the bright idea to feed him a dorito. After that he did not want to leave. Finally after a little while he realized we were not going to feed him again, so he left. Then it was time to eat! Supper was amazing! We had home made spagetti and meat balls. Then it was more football. All you could hear was people hollering at the tv. That was so funny! Then we hear screaming again. We look and on our poarch there are 3 raccoons! Because Erin fed that one raccoon, he decided to bring friends. That was fun for a little while and then we thought if we ignored them they would leave,and they did. Then we decided to watch a movie. Around one in the morning, I decided it was bed time for me. Bright and early sunday morning it was time to load everything up and go home. This time I rode with my DZ sisters Nooner, Erin, Rodna, Kate, and Amy. That was a funny group! We head off to drop the key off. After that the gps system (we named her Lola) told us to turn right. We turned right and started going. We kept going and realized we were going up a mountain. After twenty minutes, we ended up at the North Carolina line! We had to turn around and drive twenty minutes back the other way. Come to find out we were NOT supposed to have turned right. Lola lied to us. Finally we made it to the pancake house we were going to eat at! Let me just say those pancakes were AMAZING! After eating we went into the gift shop. I found a beanie-baby raccoon. It reminded me of Ricky from the cabin! I looked at his name tag and his name was Ricky! Right then I knew, I had to buy him! We loaded back up and headed home! Traffic was HORRIBLE! But all we did was laugh in the car. Then I fell asleep. I woke up when we stopped at a gas station, and got some chips and a drink. We loaded back up. I ate and then fell asleep agian. After I woke up, I just talked to my sisters and really bonded with them. Then we finally made it home at 8 that night. It was an awesome experience! I had the absolute best time!

12 interesting quotes from my trip to Gatlinbug with my Sorority(DZ)

  1. It's okay...we have emergency napkins
  2. You're a girty dirl
  3. OH MY GOSH!! WHY ARE WE IN NORTH CAROLINA??
  4. LOLA(the gps system) YOU ARE A LIAR!
  5. We are in Hillbilly Vegas!
  6. There are pancakes EVERYWHERE
  7. Yes I am a super hero...I am batman
  8. THERE'S A BEAR!!!!!
  9. Yeah, that raccoon may be cute, but he is evil
  10. Oreos I like oreos
  11. Because you gave him a dorito...now the raccoon brought friends!
  12. It's past your bed time! But it's only 9!

Monday, September 21, 2009

Meet Joe Blog

This story starts off by telling what each blog editor did, where the lived, and how old they were. I think they did this to show the differences in their backgrounds, professions, and ages. They wanted to show that no matter the differences, they could be successful.
The story then goes on to give some background on blogs. It tells what blogs are, when they came about, and what they were mainly used by the people for. The story tells us that blogs can be about anything. This opens the door for anyone and everyone to be able to sit down and write their thoughts.
As we read on, we learn that it was in 1999 when websites began to offer free software for users to create their own blogs with no cost. This was the kick-start to the blog-boom. By 2002 one website had over 900,000 users creating blogs.
Then we are told that as time went on and conflicts happened, people were posting their opinions online in the form of blogs. These blogs were getting read by big news covering companies. This showed that blogs were effective. Blogs were being used to get thoughts, opinions, and ideas out to the world.
We are shown that the reason blogs are so effective is because they are free. Who knew that this little free software would have such a big impact on the world? Blogs have helped people getting their writings published. They have helped people get their voices heard. The military uses blogs to get their stories told. They give hardcore descriptions of their tours on duty. Blogs have been about things from politics to just how people are feeling about their day.
We learn that blogs have a big impact on the world. Yes there are some downsides to them, but over all they are a great way to get voices heard. Even politicians are using blogs to show people how they feel. Sure the blog will not get them into office, but it helps to show that these politicians are real people to.
The blog world is not going anywhere. In my opinion, after reading this story, the world of blogging has found its permanent spot.

Excel, Alabama

I have not lived in Montgomery all my life. Actually, I have not lived in one certain town all my life. However, I have most recently lived in a small, dot-on-the-map town called Excel since 2004. Excel is NOTHING like Montgomery. The school in Excel is K-12 with 1,000 students. I graduated with fifty people in my senior class. Whereas in Montgomery, schools have way over 1,000 people, and senior classes have 300 students. Excel has more cows than people. It is a huge farm, country town. FFA (Future Farmers of America) is pretty much the BIGGEST club at school. Football is pretty big, but baseball is even bigger. We have these things called P-Nut Boils as pep-rallies for some of our games. The town consists of: a gas station, a post office, a little rinky-dink store, a tiny little diner, and a school. If you wanted to go somewhere to get real groceries, you had to drive about 15 minutes to WalMart. The closest mall is about two hours away from Excel. Really the closest anything is two hours away. When I moved up here to Montgomery, I was in culture shock. There is a mall 5 minutes away. To me there is so much to do! The town is SO big. I went from little country town to this big city over night! It amazed me to see all the differences. Really, it just amazed me to see all of the people. I have never been around so many different people. I was used to seeing the same people EVERY SINGLE day! Now, I only see the same people in my classes. I do not see the same people walking around campus every. There is no other comparison. Excel and Montgomery are COMPLETE opposites of each other.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

12 things to do when the power is out

  1. Talk to family
  2. if it is light outside, go out side and read a book
  3. play hide and go seek
  4. scare people in the dark
  5. climb a tree
  6. draw a picture(if it is day time)
  7. figure out how to cook a gourmet meal with no power
  8. build a fort
  9. sleep
  10. clean your room(that is what my mom would say)
  11. sit and wait for the power to come back on
  12. call the electric company and figure out when the power is coming back

Monday, September 14, 2009

Kanye on the VMAs

I do not care what anyone says. Kanye was wrong for what he did to Taylor Swift last night on the MTV Video Music Awards. Taylor Swift won the award for best female video over Beyonce. Do not get me wrong I like Beyonce over Taylor Swift. However, that is no excuse. Taylor won over Beyonce fair and square. During Taylor's acceptance speech, Kanye West decides to get on stage, take the microphone out of Taylor's hand, and give his comment on how Beyonce's video was the best of all time. He ruined Taylor's moment. He made her cry. Why would someone do that? I know everyone is entitled to their own opinion. However, learn to control it. If he was going to say what he thought, Kanye should have waited until after Taylor's speech was given. We all know Kanye is a jerk. He should let his music do the talking for him. He needs to let his music speak more than he actually does. No one wants to see someone like Kanye take away the limelight away from someone like Taylor Swift. I think really he is just jealous because no one is paying attention to him right now. If he wants attention, why doesn't he make another album. Is that too easy for him? I will never understand what Kanye West was thinking at the time he decided to do that?

I got an owie

Back in my younger days I used to have a big collection of porcelain dolls. I loved those dolls because they were so pretty. I always knew to be gentle with them because I knew they were extremely fragile. One evening I was playing with my favorite doll just as I always did. Nothing out of the ordinary. I was playing with her hair and dressing her up. Well I picked my doll up and something caused me to drop her. She broke to pieces. I tried picking up the pieces and fixing her. In the midst of all of this, I cut my thumb wide open. At first I did not know what to think. Then I just began to scream as loud as I could. My mother came running to my room. She started to flip out and wanted to know what happened. I showed her my thumb, and she began to scream. In runs my dad. He sees what happens, picks me up, loads me in the truck, and it is off to the hospital we go. When I got to the hospital, they took me right on back to a room. My dad told the nurses that they needed to tell the doctor to hurry and get to my room to help me because I was highly prone to infections. The doctor rushes in to my room to see what all of the commotion is all about. He sees my thumb and immediately gets to work. He cleaned my thumb with some icky brown stuff. He said it would not hurt, but it stung pretty bad. Then it was time for the worst part. I had to have stitches. I can not exactly remember how many, but I do know I had to have them. I hated this part. It was awful. However, I knew it had to be done. I sucked it up like a big girl, and had my stitches sown in. After that was all done, I got to go home. It was pretty late by the time we got back, so my mother made me get in the bed. She made sure I did not need anything, and it was off to sleep for me. I lucked out. My cut never got infected which was good because my mother was paranoid about it for days. After this incident with my porcelain doll, I got rid of all of them. I was so afraid it was going to happen again, that I did not want my dolls anymore.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

10 Signs its time to take a bath

  1. Flies come to buzz around you but then they die
  2. Mold starts growing on your body
  3. When you walk by plants, they wilt
  4. When you go into a group of people they begin to vomit
  5. Skunks fall in love with you because they think you are one of them
  6. Your clothes run away from you
  7. Babies pull cookies out of your armpits
  8. Deodorant melts when you put it on
  9. Your science teacher wants to use you as a project
  10. The neighbors call the health department because they fear the toxic odor

10 worst things that could happen on your way to work/school

  1. Get a ticket
  2. (If you are walking) Slip and fall in the mud
  3. Your car suddenly decides to spontaneously combust
  4. You hit a person
  5. (If you are walking) Some one driving their vehicle hits you
  6. (If you are walking) You fall in a hole and break a bone
  7. One of your tires falls off while you are driving down the road
  8. You get carjacked
  9. You run into a building
  10. You get to your destination and realize you are not wearing any pants

20 Rules I have broken

Here is a list of 20 rules that I have broken in my life time:




  1. Driving under age

  2. Jay walking

  3. Talking during class

  4. Eating/drinking during class

  5. Passing notes in class

  6. Not cleaned my room when I was supposed to

  7. Got people to call my house after 9 p.m.

  8. Stayed out past curfew

  9. Talked back to my mom

  10. Did not do my homework

  11. Didn't wear a seatbelt

  12. Driving faster than the speed limit stated

  13. Made an illegal turn

  14. Went the wrong way on a one way

  15. Stayed up past bed time

  16. Did not share my toys

  17. Ate dessert before supper

  18. Swam with out waiting 30 minutes after eating
  19. Swept the dirt under the rug
  20. Not coming to a complete stop at a stop sign

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Winning weekend (in a sense)



First of all I would like to make this fact known: I am a DIE-HARD Florida Gators fan! The Gators first game was this past Saturday. They played against Charleston Southern. It is true that I have no idea who Charleston Southern is, but excitement filled my soul about the game. I got all ready to watch the game with my mom! She is not a real big fan, but she watched it with me since it made me happy. The game was AMAZING! Touchdown after touchdown for the Gators. They looked spectacular on the field! They played as a united team under the leadership of Tim Tebow. The ending score was 62-3 with a win for the Gators! I could not have been happier!

Another fact about me: I love NASCAR! Kasey Kahne, the driver of the number nine car, is my absolute beyond favorite driver. His driving skills are amazing. Over the weekend they had a practice and qualifying for placement for the starting lineup for the race in Atlanta. At qualifying Kasey Kahne qualified to start second. I was ecstatic! Raceday Sunday finally came! The race starts. Kahne is looking amazing on the track. 10 laps remain in the race, Kasey Kahne takes the lead. This lead remains until he crossed victory lane! His second win of the season! Yes, I did a victory dance!



My sports weekend turned out to be a big success. My football team and my race car driver both came home with victories!

Please help me understand!

This past Sunday I loaded up my explorer and headed back to campus from my home town of Excel, Alabama. I was driving down the road and I get on the interstate. Now you must understand, my explorer is a 1995. Therefore, I get nervous about it getting me back and forth on the interstate. My explorer being a '95 I do not go about 80 on the interstate (which yes this is still speeding, but still I know many people who go WAY faster than that). I set my cruise control on about 77. The trip is going well. I am listening to my radio and singing at the top of my lungs. Well I get to this point that is about 5 miles outside of Greenville, AL. This one car goes really fast and passes me. At this point there is a state trooper. Well I am in the right lane and I can not get over to the left lane, so I know that I need to get to the shoulder. I pull over to the shoulder. Well since the state trooper could not catch the person that passed me, he gets behind me. I am sitting in my car thinking "What..I can not be getting a ticket!" The state trooper walked up to my window and asked me if I knew why I was being pulled over. I told him I was speeding and I apologized for that. I gave him all the necessary cards and papers. He told me he was just going to make sure I was clear and I could go. That made me think I was not going to get a ticket. A few minutes later, the state trooper walks back up, hands my my stuff back, and also hands me a ticket! I was shocked! I could not believe I was getting a ticket for about seven miles over the speed limit. The state trooper then had the nerve to tell me to have a good day. Well I looked at the ticket and it stated that i was going 84 in a 70! This was impossible and I knew it. That moment was clear. His little radar did not clock me. It clocked the person that passed me. I did the right thing by getting on the shoulder because I could not get into the left lane. Since I did the right thing, I got the ticket. I called my my mom(I know it is wrong to talk on a cell phone and drive but I needed my momma) and I was so very upset. I told her everything. She knew that the ticket was injust. She told me not to worry about it, and she would be going to court with me. I get off the phone with her, and I continue driving to campus. When I made it to my dorm, I called my mom back. She said she talked to my dad. "Oh no" was my thought. I knew it was all over then. To my surprise, she said my dad did not get angry. She said that he knew about my explorer, and he knew I could not have been going that fast.
Now, I have a court date of October 20, in Greenville at 9 a.m. Sadly, I have to miss my math and biology classes to go to this court date. I am not happy at all. Luckily, my parents are going to meet me there so they can go to court with me. If I still have to plead guilty, my parents said I could go to a driver's class and the ticket would basically be erased. This fact settles me a little bit. Still no one really understands why I am so upset. I am upset because this is my very first ticket. My personal record has been violated forever.

My third grade bully

Back in my days of third grade I was a good student. I had all A's and my teacher liked me. In the midst of all the good things there was one issue I had. This girl decided that she did not like me and she was mean to me every day. The sad thing was, was that I was the ONLY person she was mean to! Everyone else thought that the girl was just one of the nicest people in the world. I did not understand why it was just me that she was picking on. I tried to be as nice as I could to the girl, but no matter how nice I was she was still very hateful towards me. She would take my pencils, tell me how bad my work was, or just say mean things to me (like telling me to shut up and such). I tried to tell the teacher, but the girl had the teacher fooled to. I felt really alone. Why was I getting picked on when I had done nothing wrong. No matter how mean the girl was to me I did what my mom told me to do and that is to "Kill her with kindness." Too bad it was not working. This went on for what felt like forever but it was actually a couple of months. Finally I just could not take it anymore. I begged my mom to please do something. My mom went to the school and had a talk with my teacher. My teacher could not understand because she thought that the girl that was bullying me was so sweet. The girl had everyone fooled. My mom had a long talk with my teacher, explaining to her that I would not make this up. She asked my teacher if I had ever made up a story before. Of course the answer was no. The next day in class my teacher asked some students if they had seen what the girl was doing to me. Most of them said no because the girl was so nice to them they did not think she could be mean to me. Luckily my best friend stood up for me and told the teacher that it was true I was being bullied. That moment my teacher took the actions she had to to fix this issue. Finally someone saw the truth. Everyone saw the girl in a different way than me because she was so mean to me and yet so nice to everyone else. Then the truth was revealed..she was jealous because she thought the teacher liked me better. When she realized that she could bully me and get away with it, she kept on because she thought the teacher liked her better since the teacher would not believe that I was being bullied. After that the bully-girl was seen in a different way. However I was still trying to look at her as a girl who needed a friend so I was still nice to her.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

25 Things I will never do

Here is a list of 25 things I will never do:

1. Go to the North/South Pole
2. Eat a snail
3. Go scuba diving
4. Rub someone's feet
5. Ride on a train
6. Drink the water in Mexico
7. Go a day without a shower
8. Live in an Igloo
9. Have a pet snake
10. Have any type of amphibian as a pet
11. Allow my brother to beat me in Guitar Hero
12. Stop playing Guitar Hero
13. Stop texting
14. Stop getting on facebook
15. Stop watching Big Brother
16. Stop thinking that Kasey Kahne is the hottest Nascar driver EVER
17. Schedule another 8 a.m. class
18. Eat grass
19. Stop coloring in coloring books
20. Stop liking old school shows like The Power Rangers
21. Live somewhere where it stays cold 90% of the time
22. Go a day without using Germ-X
23. Like the number 23
24. Be a WNBA player
25. Be a man

Monday, August 31, 2009

Jazz

When I moved from Robertsdale to Excel back in 2004 my parents bought me the best present in the world (at least to me). They bought me a Labrador Retriever. They got her from the local animal shelter. Apparently she had been abandoned there the night before. I could tell she had been beaten horribly. Her body was so small. She was underweight. You could count every single bone in her poor body. I knew I could take care of her, and make her healthy just like a dog should be. I named her Jazz. Jazz was extremely skiddish around everyone, but I was the only person she would allow to come up to her an pet her. The moment that happened, I knew she was my dog! My mom took Jazz to the vet for me when I was at school one day. When I got home, my mom told me some news. The vet said Jazz was about a year old. He also said gave us some sad news, Jazz was suffering from heart worms. Heart worms are a species of parasitic worms (Dirofilaria immitis) that live and reproduce in the chambers of the heart of an animal. The vet said he could do surgery on Jazz, but there was no guarantee that it would be successful. He also said that the surgery is very painful, and could not be all done at once that it was going to be a series of surgeries. My mom and I talked about it. She said that to put Jazz through so much pain and for the surgery to not be guaranteed successful was not worth it. I agreed. Over time Jazz was the most loving dog in the whole wide world. I had surgery to get my tonsils and adnoids taken out, and when my mom brought me home Jazz met her at the door. Jazz walked with us into my room and laid in my bed right beside me (luckily I had a big bed because Jazz was a pretty big dog). Well throughout the course of my recovery, Jazz only left my side to go to the bathroom or to go get my mom if I made the slightest sound. It was like Jazz knew that I was not supposed to talk and she was doing the "talking" for me by going into the room that my mom was in, barking at her, and getting her to follow her into my room to see what I needed. My surgery was not the only time she did this. Anytime I was sick, my "momma" dog Jazz was in my room basically at all times. Jazz was very protective over me. She truly acted like another mother to me. Over time Jazz became the most friendly, loving dog ever. Everyone loved Jazz, but it was I who loved her the most. It was like Jazz understood when I was upset. If she heard me crying, she would come into my room, jump on my bed, and put her head in my lap and it was like she was waiting on me to tell her what was wrong. I always told her because I knew she wouldn't judge me plus she was a dog and dogs can't talk back. Still it was like she just wanted me to know that she was always there if I needed to talk. Over time, Jazz was getting older and sicker. Her heart worms were getting worse. Even though she was sick, was still kept her nurturing nature. Then this past summer came around. I knew something was wrong with my Jazz. She was not running around and wagging her tail when I came home from school and work. She would get up from where she was, and then when she got to me she would just lay there. I knew something was not right with her. I took as good care of her as I could, but I knew she could not be cured. I took her back to the vet and he said her disease had progressed to a severe level. It got to the point where Jazz was struggling to breathe. I was more than upset. I could fill an ocean with the tears I shed over my dear Jazz. I knew what had to be done for her. I had to repay her for all the love she had given me. I talked to my mom about it, and she said it was time to put Jazz to sleep so she wouldn't have to suffer anymore. I knew she was right. I did NOT want to admit it, but I knew it. I had Jazz on my bed while my mom called the animal shelter to find out what to do.. I was crying on Jazz, and she got the strength to pick her head up, look at me, and lick my face. I felt like she was telling me it was all going to be okay. My mom came into my room, sat down, and told me the news. The lady she knew very well at the animal shelter said the best thing to do for Jazz, was to bring her in then and have her put down. My heart broke, but deep down I knew it was the right thing. I looked at Jazz, and I could see the pain in her eyes. I could see that she was desperate for help. I knew I could not be selfish and make her suffer just do I could be happy to have her there with me. I got up my strength and got ready to take Jazz to the animal shelter. The animal shelter lady said my mom could give Jazz some pain medicine to relax her. After that, we loaded Jazz up in my dad's truck, and off we went. I just held on to Jazz and cried. Jazz just laid there, which was very unusual for her. We got to the animal shelter, and it was time to tell my dear Jazz good-bye. That was one of the hardest things I ever had to do, but I knew it was the right thing. Jazz had done so much for me, and I knew I had to pay her back. The lady took her into the room and put Jazz down. When the lady came out of the room, she told my mom that Jazz was so sick that it did not even take half of the amount of medicine they give animals to put them to sleep to put Jazz down. She also said Jazz did not fight the shot (which was really odd because Jazz ALWAYS fought shots). At that point I knew it was Jazz's time. My mom, the animal shelter lady, and I wrapped Jazz in sheets and put her in the back seat of my dad's truck. We got Jazz home and my dad dug the hole and we laid Jazz to rest. I went back in to my room to just think things through and I found this little faded blue pill looking thing. I showed my mom what it was. Come to find out Jazz had spit the medicine back onto my bed. So it was not the aid of the medicine that made Jazz calm for the shot. It was the fact that she was ready for peace is what had her ready to get the shot to put her to sleep. In an odd way it gave me peace. I knew that we had done the right thing. We had given Jazz peace. (Sadly this all happened 4 days before I moved to college)