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!

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.

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.

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.