STUDY STUDY STUDY!

I found out that I must have made a good grade on my BIOL Lab final, because I ended up with an A in the class. Before my final, I had a 91 average and I was scared that I did bad on my final, and it could possibly bring it down to a B. So I am really excited about that. So far that is the only final I have taken and gotten a grade for. I am studying for my History and Biology final now. I am pretty confident that I will do good on both of those finals. I am just really nervous about my math final. I was kind of upset the other day when I got my last test before the final back. I thought that I had done really well, but I ended up making a 78. Usually Ms. J gives us points just for writing the correct steps to the problem, even if we end up getting the wrong answer, but she didn't do that this time. She said she still had some bonus points to add, so maybe I'll get lucky and have a low B afterwards. I know I have at least a high B average in math, and even if I don't do so hot on my final, I will more than likely still have a grade of at least a 75 to receive credit for the class. But I want to take my final feeling confident I made a good grade because I did the best I could. Even though it will say CR or NCR as my final grade, I still want to feel like I left that class with an A. I thought math would be the death of me, but it wasn't too bad this past semester. I really need to focus on math because that is my weak point. I am just glad that the final will be multiple choice :P

Quote

"If you don't risk anything, you risk more." - Erica Jong

I can relate to this quote in at least one significant way recently. I have been in a relationship for 3 years now. Really only half a year out of our relationship has been worth calling a relationship. So I guess you may be wondering how we even made it to three years. We do both "love" each other. I wouldn't say at 15 I really knew what the word "love" was, but I sure used it frequently like I knew all about it. Even today being 18 I still haven't figured out what it really means to be in love. I don't think an 18 year old should have to try to decode this mysterious word. When you're 18 you're really just starting out your life. You're in college and you're beginning the path to your future career. Well, at 15, this guy was my first boyfriend. In the past I had some "relationships" where there were mutual feelings, but I was too young and my parents greatly disapproved of any idea of dating. Which leads me to what this quote means to me. I have been thinking a lot lately about why I am settling for less. I struggle with myself because sometimes I just know this relationship isn't right for me, but I'm afraid to leave it. I guess I have become comfortable with where I'm at. I'm afraid of putting myself back out there trying to find the "right" one. What if I have to go through a bunch of jerks and end up being a lonely 25 year-old still searching for Mr. Right. But if I don't risk anything, I will never know who may be out there for me. Who knows? Maybe there's a guy that will make me forget about all the qualities and expectations I look for in a guy, because he's just that great. Maybe a guy that brings out the best values in me, and makes me feel more confident than ever. If I don't risk leaving this relationship that just goes in cycles from bad to good to bad, then I will never know what potential could be out there. A guy that could maybe change my life in an extremely positive way could be out there, and it's up to me to find out.

Confusion

Sometimes I just don't get people. I had added this guy on Facebook a while back because I had seen him around at shows, and we had a few mutual friends, and he goes to AUM so I figured why not try to make friends with people that go to the same school as me. He also took one of the classes I was going to be taking, so I figured I could ask him for help if I needed it, because I am terrible at math, but sadly so was he, so he wasn't much help anyway. Well, at the time we began talking he was having problems with his relationship. Him and his girlfriend were on a break, and I could relate to him. The problems he described having in his relationship were identical to mine in my own relationship. I would talk with him and try to give him advice and tell him not to give up because the girl was obviously worth fighting for. I could tell he really liked her. Even loved her. We ran into each other a few times at school. I also saw him at Warped Tour this past summer, and I told him and he asked why I didn't come say hey to him, so I figured if I saw him at school I would say hey next time. We talked a few times in person and then all of a sudden he started talking to me less and less, until he just completely stopped. Him and his girl got back on track, and I'm happy for him, but I don't understand why all of a sudden when things become good with his girlfriend, he completely ignores my existence. He did say that he got jealous when his girl talked to guys, and I'm sure his girl probably gets jealous when he talks to girls. I don't know. Something just seems fishy on his part. We were getting to be good friends and that just stopped dead cold. Guys are stupid. Not only are they impossible to date, but apparently they're impossible to be friends with too. Ha But I will keep trying and working on my own relationship for the time being.

And Now I Wait...

So I just applied to Auburn University. This will be my second time applying, and I am hoping since I will be a transfer student the admission process will be a lot easier and smoother. Basically, I am hoping this time that I actually get in. Last time I applied I had good grades, but my ACT score was a mere 21. I guess that is what kept me from getting in. I have been working so hard this semester and currently have a 4.0. At least I'm pretty sure I do since I have been making all A's. Maybe a B once in math. I am just really really hoping I get in! This has been a dream of mine. I have been waiting for this moment to apply again. I am the first of 3 children to graduate. Though my brother got his GED and is attending Middle Georgia Tech right now, I am still the only child to have graduted and gone to college. I want to prove myself at a big university like Auburn. So far I like it at AUM, but I went to a small private high school and I want to be in a new environment, and really be out on my own. If I did get accepted into AU, I would more than likely be living in an apartment and have a job trying to pay for groceries and gas and other neccessities. I am hoping to get an academic scholarship, because that will help greatly. Getting into AU would open so many new doors for me and I am ready to jump right in! But I will have to wait a couple months before I find out the verdict-in or not.

Concussion

I used to go to shows a lot, but now I rarely attend. Maybe that's a good thing. I remember once when I went to a show in Auburn, I got a concussion. There are people moshing all around because this was a hardcore show, and I thought I would be safe just standing up against the wall. I was with my boyfriend, his friend, and our other friend and his girlfriend. We were all pretty much standing against the wall, but eventually Wes and Chris started goofing off, and Thomas and Lee were off to the side doing their own thing. I wasn't really paying attention, and it only took a second for me to get slammed into the wall. I remember feeling like a car had slammed into me, and I remember feeling my head hit the wall. After that I could feel myself falling to the ground as I began to black out. My boyfriend said he caught me before I hit the ground, and he threw me over his shoulder and carried me off to a chair and sat me down. I was out for about 5 minutes. I remember slowly gaining consciousness and hearing people calling my name. When I finally opened my eyes I saw my boyfriend's face and he looked so worried. He gave me some water and told our friends standing next to me to watch after me. Apparently he asked the people in charge of the venue if they had any plastic bags or ice, and they didn't so he went across the street to the gas station to get me a bag of ice to put on my head. While I was waiting, me and our friends went to a quiter room. It had a skateboard ramp in it, but nobody was using it, except to sit on it. I layed down on a platform thingy and Lee tried to cheer me up by making me laugh. The guy who slammed me into the wall came in and apologized to me. He asked if I was ok, and to my surprise he wasn't a big guy. He was kind of short and of average weight. Maybe a little under. I thought for sure with the force that I felt hit me, it would have had to have been the huge guy I saw earlier with the septum ring that made him look like a bull. I appreciated him coming and apologizing, I even told my boyfriend when he finally got back. But that didn't stop him from punching the guy dead in the face when they went back out to the show. He told me they were all in a pit and he pretended to be moshing and swung his arm around and punched the guy. I didn't find this information out until almost a year after the show. It pissed me off because the guy didn't mean to slam me into the wall. When I got home from that show, I kept having frequent headaches, and my head where it hit the wall was very tender. I went to the doctor and they did a CAT scan but found nothing wrong with my head. My doctor told me I may have had a mild concussion, and that these headaches I have might come and go for the rest of my life. I guess she was right, because ever since then, I have more headaches than usual. I used to only get a few minor headaches here and there, but now I have them all the time. Sometimes so painful I can't even open my eyes because they start to tear up. Now if I do go to a show, I am sure to keep my distance from crazy moshers.

Holiday Drama

This Thanksgiving was pretty good. There was not really any drama, but there were a couple of scares. My brother has been having problems with his heart and his blood pressure is way higher than it should be for someone his age. His doctor even told him that he is a stroke waiting to happen. He has also developed a condition of having panic attacks, and they really scare him because he says they make him feel like he is going to die. When he had his first one, he didn't know what was happening. He thought he was having a heart attack so he called 911 and two ambulances came to our house and took him to the ER. They said everything was pretty much fine with him, besides his high blood pressure. He had another panic attack over Thanksgiving break, except it was when he was driving on his way home from Georgia. He had to pull over and once again called an ambulance. My parents had to drive all the way to Columbus to go get him from the hospital, and my dad had to drive his camaro home. I didn't even know my dad knew how to drive a stick (but I guess that's a dumb thought because every guy I think knows how), but apparently everybody in my family but me knows how to. I just didn't think about it because it was my mom who taught my brother how to drive a stick. Anyway..On the way home with my mom, my brother called me because he needed someone to talk to because he was feeling another panic attack coming on. I came home that night and arrived home maybe a minute before they finally got home. My brother was glad to see me because I am the only one who really understands him. I used to have panic attacks, so I can help him learn how to cope with them. Right now, he is doing much better. He is learning how to stop his panic attacks from happening. Other than that, I think the only other drama was all the food from Thanksgiving was gone by the next day and we had no leftovers :( But I guess it's inevitable to keep food around when you have eight people in the house, 3 of which can eat a dinner for 4 by themselves. Oh yea, and it was kind of dramatic when my grandma, uncle, and brother went back to Georgia. My brother tells me he hates it over there because he can never have any privacy. My grandma is always hovering over him, checking up on him every 5 minutes. He looked so depressed when he was getting ready to leave; I felt bad for him. But he will be back home soon for Christmas/New Years break. He gets a whole month off.

Realizations

I had a pretty good Thanksgiving break. My grandma and uncle came to visit, and my brother also came because he attends college in Georgia and stays with my grandma. My brother and I are like best friends, but we weren't always that way. I am just glad that we can call ourselves close today. I was also close to my grandma until I found my boyfriend and started spending my free time with him instead of visiting in Georgia. I was glad to see my mama, as I call her, and she was really happy to see me too. It felt good to have everyone together in one place, especially during the holidays. It made me realize how much I miss spending time with my family. I used to complain because we never really did anything as a family anymore, like go to movies or the beach, maybe even out to dinner. But now I am thankful for the time I do share with my family, even if it is just sitting in the den watching the History Channel with my dad, or watching some lame reality show with my mom. Now that I am in college, though only a Freshman and still living at home, I realize that my time with my family is limited. I will eventually transfer to Auburn University, be living in an apartment there, and maybe see my family every other weekend. And then when I finally graduate, I will be moving on to start my own life most likely in a state minimum 11 hours away. I have been thinking a lot lately about where I will be in ten years. I am sure I will be married, and have at least one kid, and be living in our happy home together, but will I have time for my family? I'll miss not seeing my family whenever I want to. Right now they are just a few steps outside of my bedroom door. But eventually they will be a whole plane ride or 11 hour road trip away. If I could, I would pack my family up with me and cram them in my future home with me, but I know that isn't possible. I am even debating whether or not to transfer yet, or wait another year. I know I will have to grow up and be on my own sooner or later, but I have had a lot of missed time with my family, simply because I chose time with my boyfriend over time with family. I regret not having been home as much as my parents would have liked me to have been, and I don't want to live life in the future regretting not having spent time with my family. I don't want to be at my parents' funerals thinking about the time I could've spent with them, but chose not to. Sometimes I think too much and just jump right in and can't stop..

First Time

The other night I saw a lunar eclipse for the first time. It was really cool and interesting, and also pretty to look at. I had just gotten back from Books A Million with my boyfriend and it was around 6 o'clock and I noticed I didn't see the moon anywhere in the sky. I looked and noticed that the sky had a reddish tint to it, and when I finally got out of the car and got a better view, I finally saw the moon. It was hanging low in the sky and was a rusty red color. At first it caught me off guard because I have some pretty freaky nightmares that include a red moon, but I realized I am an 18 year-old and those are just nightmares. ha So I stood there and stared at the moon for a good minute and went inside, but something inside me just called me back outside. When I gazed at the moon for a second time it looked like the top round part had been cut off. It was black, and I started to notice that the moon kept getting slowly covered by this blackness, and it hit me that this was a lunar eclipse! After the moon was completely black, it started to slowly reappear, except instead of being rusty red, it was a rusty orange. I thought that was really cool. I love the moon. It is such a pretty sight to see in the vast night sky. Especially when the night is clear and you can see the sparkling little diamond-like stars complementing its beauty.

YAY!

I figured out today that I am done with mathlab. I had been done for a while though. You only need 740 points to pass and I was a few points shy of 800. So I am really excited that I do not have to wake up early on Wednesdays anymore, even though this semester is almost over so it kind of doesn't matter. I also found out that I did much better than I thought on my second history test I took a while back. I made a 99. I got 10 points extra credit and 5 bonus points, so even if I had not gotten those, I still would've passed with an 84. Much better than I thought I did. I thought I made like a 65 or something. So far I have all As in my classes, which would mean I have a 4.0. I hope I can keep this 4.0 up for the rest of this semester and next semester. I am really worried about next semester but I should be fine even though my schedule isn't the most flattering to my liking. I really need a scholarship if I expect to go to Auburn next year. Any sum of money will help. I'll also be working every day this summer more than likely, which is fine with me because my parents could use some help. It isn't easy putting 2 kids through college. I am just going to keep pushing hard and applying to scholarships left and right.

Paraphrasing Exercise

The twenties were the years when drinking was against the law, and the law was a bad joke because everyone knew of a local bar where liquor could be had. They were the years when organized crime ruled the cities,and the police seems powerless to do anything against it. Classical music was forgotten while jazz spread throughout the land, and men like Bix Beiderbecke, Louis Armstrong, and Count Basie became the heroes of the young. The flapper was born in the twenties, with her bobbed hair and short skirts, she symbolized, perhaps more than anyone or anything else, America's break with the past. From Kathleen Yancey, English 102 Supplemental Guide (1989): 25.

Paraphrased:
The twenties were no joke for plenty of reasons. Alcohol was prohibited, but that did not stop people from indulging in their drinking habits because there was a bar that served liquor in town. Crime took hold over the cities causing the police force to become helpless. Classical music fell by the wayside and jazz became the new wave of music. On a more positive note, there were a few heroes to the younger youth of the twenties, one including Louis Armstrong. Another figure appeared, and her name was the "flapper". She had short hair to match with her skirts of lacking-length. She became our nation's release from the past. (Yancey 25)

I Hate It When...

You see dogs that have been run over and are left to lay in the road. This morning when I was on the way to class, I was driving through my neighborhood and saw a dog that had been hit. It looked like a black lab, or something similar. It made me really sad because I saw it had a collar on and knew for sure that it was someone's family dog. I just hope the dog didn't belong to whatever family lived in the house that it was in front of, because that would suck. Imagine looking out your window or coming home from school/work to see your dog in the road in front of your house. It would be devastating for me. My family has always had a dog ever since I have been born, and we always get really attached to our pets. My mom treats the dogs like they are her own kids. She doesn't baby them or anything and dress them up; nothing crazy like that. She just really loves them and they love her. I sometimes think they think my mom is their real mom. ha I feel bad because I feel like I should have stopped to check and see if the dog was really gone, or possibly was still hanging on to life. But he looked pretty gone :( I also should have checked the tags and called the owner. I am sure they would not want their dog to stay in the road where it could possibly get hit again. I would want to be able to at least bury my dog, or for those people that prefer cremation. But then I got all paranoid and thought "What if people driving by or the owner thinks I hit the dog?" Plus, how weird would it look to see someone standing over a perished dog? I don't know. I am weird like that. But I will never forget when my dad accidentally backed over our family dog in the driveway. I grew up with that dog, so you can imagine I was severely affected by her being gone. My mom even got her cremated. I don't tell her, but I think it is kind of weird to get a dog cremated.

Thanksgiving Food

We have all kinds of delicious food for Thanksgiving. We have a turkey of course, but we also have a honey glazed ham for those of us that prefer it. I personally prefer the honey glazed ham because it has so much flavor compared to the turkey. Usually I don't eat the turkey by itself, I have to put stuffing and the stuffing gravy on top of it. Which brings me to the next dish that we have: Stuffing/dressing. I love stuffing and the gravy we use to go with it. I also like to mix cranberry sauce with the stuffing. I do that a lot with food though; I love to mix things up and eat it all at once ha. We also usually have greenbean casserole, which is a favorite of mine. It is soooo good. Mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, cinnamon carrots, sweet potato pie, and squash(gross) are a bunch of other things we usually have on Thanksgiving. We have some more dishes that we make, but every year we variate. As for deserts, we will have apple pie and my mom's yummy banana pudding with whipped cream and those cute little vanilla wafers on top. I could eat that all day. I have been really excited about Thanksgiving this year because lately I have been going on a cooking spree. I love to watch the Food Network and go on Tasteofhome.com and look up recipes and try them out. I think I will try my hand at making a sweet potato casserole this year. I found a really good and simple recipe, and I really don't even fancy sweet potatoes. :P I love love love food and I know I will be eating a lot of good food this coming Thanksgiving break, and I can't wait!I have always loved the idea of cooking or being a chef as a profession, but now I think of it more as being a potential side job. The job that comes with being a wife and mother(which will be waaay later on down the road haha).

Dreams

I have some pretty random and crazy dreams/nightmares, and they all feel so real. This morning I had a re-occuring dream of mine. This is probably the 5th time I have had it over a period of maybe 2 years. It has to do with the coming of Christ. I am not a very religious person; I am a Christian but I pretty much call it at that. I don't try to force my religion or beliefs down anyone's throat. In the dream, the coming of Christ always happens at night and it starts off by me looking up at the night sky to see the moon either slowly turning red as if it were being slowly filled with blood, or a lunar eclipse occurs. In the dream watching the moon doing either one of these two things is like watching a ticking time bomb. You know once the moon is completely red or is completely covered in darkness, that He is coming. When that happens, it is almost like all time stands still along with everything around you. In the dreams I always feel panicky like I am not ready for Christ to come back, like I know I would not go to Heaven. I always wake up right after the big bang that sounds like a huge crash of thunder. I am kind of glad I wake up right after the loud crash, because I don't think I want to know what would happen next. Like what if a bunch of demons come from the ground after the others have gone to Heaven, and all hell(literally) breaks loose, and the people that are left behind have to suffer through it. It is always so scary to wake up from these dreams. I hate it. I have seen about 3 red moons in my lifetime so far, but they have never been as deep red like they are in my dreams. I remember I heard from someone or somewhere that when there are 3 red moons, Christ will come. But apparently that is not true, because I have seen 3. I don't know if this is God's way of scaring me and showing me I need to change and get on the right path, but the dreams are definitely an eye-opener.

Wikipedia

We all know that Wikipedia isn't the most trustworthy site to go look up information for school papers. I don't usually go on Wikipedia, but after talking with my parents about how I almost died when I was born due to a condition called PFC (Persistent Fetal Circulation), I became interested in this condition. I have known for years about my dramatic ordeal of a birth, but for some reason tonight I became really interested in researching it. I typed PFC into google, and clicked the first link I saw that had anything to do with it, which was Wikipedia. I scrolled down and I read something that said "The first infant to have survived PFC was so and so in so and so hospital in 1993." I stopped and had a WTF moment. I was born in 1992, a year before this kid,with PFC and survived. But I know this can't be true that even I was the first child to have survived PFC. I did some more searching, and came upon some experiment where doctors tested 40 infants for hearing loss who had PFC, and this was around 1984. It was cool to think for a second there that I may have been the first infant to have survived the condition PFC. PFC is basically when the baby is born, it fails to make the transition and thinks that it is still inside his/her mother's womb. When I was born I screamed once, and then stopped. I could not breath on my own and I had to be taken to another hospital in Macon, GA where they hooked me up to all kinds of tubes and IVs, and even put me in an induced coma so that I would not try to rip/tear all of the IVs out. One of the nurses did not set one of the IVs in my arm right and it slipped, causing whatever medicine that was inside it to leak out onto my skin, which caused a massive 3rd degree burn covering half of my arm. I saw a picture my mom took and my arm was literally like a rainbow. My mom had to scrub the dead skin off of my arm twice a day, until she got to the healthy pink skin. She couldn't bare to do it because I would cry my eyes out in pain, so she took me to the doctor so he could do it. My mom said she would wait outside of the room and cry because she could hear me crying. I was in the hospital for 2 weeks before I was good to come home. And the IV slipping causing the burn happened the night before I was to go home. My parents thought about sueing the hospital, and even got a lawyer, but they figured they would just drop the case, because they didn't want the doctor who worked so hard saving my life to be affected. They were grateful that I was alive and that was all that mattered. I have had this grizzly scar on my arm (right wrist) for my whole life. I don't even know how to describe what it looks like, but it is definitely interesting, and I guess my "trademark". It is what makes me unique, and I don't plan on getting cosmetic surgery in the future to "fix" it. To me it is normal, and that is the way it will stay with me. It is a reminder that life is a precious gift.

Thanksgiving

I am looking forward to Thanksgiving break in a couple of weeks. I need a break from school because I stay tired. ha But more importantly I will be excited to see my grandma. I haven't seen her in a while, and we used to be really close. I would always go over to her house in Georgia every chance I got. This year, and like many years before this year, she will be visiting us for Thanksgiving. When my brothers and I were younger, we would always go to her house, and she would make an amazingly delicious feast. Now she comes and visits us, and her and my mom, and even me sometimes, spend about three days before Thanksgiving preparing the feast. I cannot wait to eat a lot of good food for Thanksgiving! I LOVE food. I think about food while I'm eating food. I know I sound like a big fat fatty, but food is just that enjoyable. I used to want to be a chef, except I don't care for making that skimpy expensive food that is more art than edible. I want to be a southern cook, and cook the best southern foods. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays because it means great food, family getting together, and remembering what or who you are thankful for. It also means that Christmas is right around the corner! My dad is even putting up the Christmas tree today, even though we aren't going to decorate it just yet. I told him that he was crazy, because it's not even Thanksgiving yet. Last year, we didn't even put a tree up, so I guess I can't complain. I would rather have a tree out early than not at all :P

Designer Babies

How would you like to be able to choose what color of eyes or hair your child will have? Maybe you want your child to be smart or have musical talents? Recent advances in biotechnology are making these things more possible. As soon as 10 to 15 years from now. Some people are against this idea, while supporters think that these advancements will have a positive outcome on society. The opposing side argues that by being able to choose what you want your child to look like or even be like, it is downgrading the role of parenthood. It would also take away from the whole being human and a unique individual. People would place themselves into social classes even more than they already do now. Money is also an issue. People who are rich and can already have practically anything they want, will be able to afford this no problem. People who make an average or below income, however, will not be able to afford it quite as easily, if at all, which will also contribute to a divide in social classes. Supporters of genetically modifying humans have different approaches. They say that it will not be long before genetically modifying will be affordable to all social classes, whether you have average income or an overflowing bank account. They also say that the designer babies will bring about a better generation. A generation that is smarter and more talented. They also say that genetically modifying your child will not downgrade you as a parent. They believe that parents will choose what is best for their child, like parents already do today. They do not view genetically modifying babies as marketing, which is contrary to what the opposers feel.

Memory Loss and Sleep Deprivation = Not A Good Mix

I don't know what's been wrong with me lately. I have been so tired this past week, and not in the mood to do anything. I have been getting kind of behind in my work for the past two weeks. My memory is starting to deteriorate too. Lastnight when I was doing laundry, I was moving the clothes out of the dryer so I could put my wet clothes in it. I had a few other things that I wanted to wash so I put them in the now empty washer. I had my phone in my hand during this whole ordeal, and I guess somehow I forgot and when I had a shirt in the same hand as my phone, I must have let my phone go with the shirt. But of course with my luck I don't realize this until a minute after I have already put the detergent in and started the cycle. I get my dad's phone to call mine, and it goes straight to voicemail. Then it dawns on me to check the washer, so I do and find nothing. I close the washer, do some more unsuccessful searching, and finally go back to the washer, and I find it this time. My phone must have been in there for a good minute or two. I wasn't too worried though because when I was reading reviews on my phone before I got it, some guy said he forgot his phone was in his pocket and got in the pool with it, and didn't realize until maybe 3 minutes later. He said that his phone worked just as well if not better. I left my battery to lay out in a bowl of rice overnight, and it does indeed work just fine today. Thank goodness. I live on my phone, so me not having a phone would be a terrible thing. ha

I Feel Like I've Been Screwed Over

I registered for my classes today, and needless to say, I am NOT happy. Most of the classes I wanted to take wouldn't work because the times clashed with each other. So I had to pick classes that I really didn't want to take just to make things work. I will be taking seven classes next semester: 2 on Monday,3 on Tuesday & Wednesday, and !4! on Thursday. I am really not liking the whole 4 classes on Thursday deal, but I really have no choice. I am majoring in Biology, so this semester I am already taking principles of Biology I, so naturally I will have to take principles II next semester. Well, of course this would by no means be fun when it came to registering. There is ONLY ONE class for principles II, PERIOD. So the only choice I had (which really isn't a choice at all) is to take the 5:00-6:15pm class taught by ths instructor that I hear is terrible. First off, that is a night class. I told myself after taking a night class this semester, I wouldn't do the same for next semester-but it looks like I have no choice. And to make my experience "better", I have this instructor who I've heard nothing but bad things about. BUT GET THIS. I also have to do the principles II lab, and guess who was the only choice for that? Yep. The SAME instructor for my lecture. Biology this semester so far has been fun and interesting. But next semester I fear it will be boring and way more challenging than it should be because I'll have an instructor that can't teach because he doesn't know what he's talking about. Why would I want to be miserable in my own major? UGH. Also, for English Comp II, I saw the choice of SciFi Monsters, which I thought sounded pretty badass, so I was excited...UNTIL I found out it was at the same exact time as my history class. And when it came to choosing history, I definitely went by instructor. I chose the instructor I did because I don't like history, and I am not majoring in history, nor does it have anything to do with my major. I don't feel like wasting my time in a class I feel I don't need, wasting time studying hard when I could be focusing on the classes I DO NEED to study for. So now I am currently registered in English Comp II Body/Image...which is a far, boring cry from SciFi monsters. Hopefully the Body/Image class won't be depressing. I hope it's not like a thing where we are forced to talk about what we don't like about our body, and why we don't like it, and what we think is the acceptable image in society and for what reasons. I can imagine walking into class the first day with a big mirror in the middle of the room, and we have to one by one go up to the mirror and stare at ourselves.
It's been a looonnggg day. I think it's safe to say that I'm tired and loopy from exhaustion. Me=NEED SLEEP :D

Biology Findings/Experiments

I think it is cool how nearly every week, scientists find a new gene that is linked to a specific human trait. In a study on laboratory mice, Neurobiologist, Steven Thomas, and molecular biologist, Richard Palmiter, tested if genes could be responsible for the nurturing traits of a mother. Laboratory mice are usually very attentive parents their pups, regularly checking up on them and making sure they are fed and warm. In the study, Thomas and Palmiter inactivated the gene in mice responsible for preparing them for motherhood. When the pups were born, the mother did not pay any attention to them. The female left the babies scattered around the cage, resulting in the death of 3 out of four of the babies. The surviving pups were given to foster mothers, where 85% of the pups continued to survive.

I think it really fascinating how there can be certain genes that contribute to traits like mothering or nurturing. I guess it makes sense that your brain be "programmed" or prepared for motherhood before the baby is actually born. I guess there's new meaning behind a "mother's intuition."

Visiting In Auburn..

So every weekend I go to Auburn to visit my boyfriend. His roommate has this god awful girlfriend that I cannot stand. Since day one she hasn't even acknowledged my existence. She would come in the room and say Hi to my boyfriend and not even so much as look in my direction. I was the first one to say anything out of the both of us, so at least I tried to make an effort to get to know her. She certainly wasn't aiming to get to know me. I am a shy person, so it is hard for me to talk to people, especially people I don't know. I talk to Dalton(my bf's roommate with the annoying girlfriend) and his other roommate(Brandon) is kind of a recluse and sticks to himself, so I don't really see him anyway. Ok, back to the story. So my boyfriend and I got back from seeing Due Date(which was a decent movie by the way), and I come in and go to my boyfriend's room to go the bathroom. Wes(my boyfriend, figured using names will be easier) goes into Dalton's room to talk to him and Toni(Dalton's gf), and Spencer(mutual friend). Well I usually don't ever go into Dalton's room and "socialize" but I figured I would last night just to try to break out of my shell. Wes knows I don't like Toni, and told me to chill out and try to be nice to her, so I figured I would since it is his friend's girl. I come out of the bathroom and make my way into Dalton's room. Dalton is in his bathroom, Toni is laying on his bed and Spencer is just chillin in the corner in a chair. Two seconds after I walk in, Wes turns around and says "Whoa! When did you get here? I was just talking about you." And I reply "Like 2 seconds ago" to which then Spencer laughs. Well I didn't want to ask my boyfriend in front of them what he was saying about me. I waited until we got back into his room to ask him. So here's how it went:
Me: "So what were you saying about me before I walked in?"
Wes: "Well I was talking to Toni about how I like Brandon's new girlfriend better than his old one because she actually talks to people and his other girlfriend didn't like to talk to anyone. And Toni was like 'Well your girlfriend doesn't talk to anyone.' Then I said that's because she's in the bathroom. And Toni said she feels like you don't like her and I said 'that's because she doesn't like you'"
At this point I am LIVID. ABSOLUTELY LIVID. I am sure that everyone heard me yelling at Wes saying words that wouldn't exactly be listed as friendly. But he had no right to tell her that I didn't like her. If I wanted her to know, I would have told her myself. Nothing can ever stay between my boyfriend and me which really pisses me the frick off. What's worse is I looked like an idiot just standing there in Dalton's room next to my butthole of a boyfriend having no idea what he said about me before I came in. And to top it all off, I was trying to be okay with Toni. I was going to put my differences aside and try to get along with her, and now every chance of that is currently ruined. But really and honestly I don't care to step it up and pull her aside and clear the plate. I just don't aim to please her or be her friend. Much less get to know her. I just don't want her to actually know I don't like her because she is the type of person to not let it go. So I come in tonight and she has the nerve to try and make cheap shot remarks directed towards me. I mean, since day one she hasn't even tried to get to know me. At least I tried. From now on when I visit though, I am not even going to acknowledge her. I don't have time to associate with trash. (She really is trashy, I would tell you why but it's not too appropriate. Let's just say it's not a pleasant noise to wake up to in the morning, or any of the 5-6 other times throughout the day that you hear it/her).

Becoming A Scrooge

The holidays just aren't as exciting as they used to be. I know a BIG part of that is because I am not a kid anymore. Things were always more colorful and exciting as a kid. But now, there is a different reason why the holidays just don't get me excited anymore. I hate how stores don't even wait for October to be over before they start putting out Christmas decorations. It is hard to be excited about Halloween when you feel the stores are rushing you to get your Halloween stuff a month or two before Halloween is even here. I guess seeing all of the Christmas stuff and getting used to seeing it earlier than it should be out, takes away the excitement of the holidays. I remember when I was little how they would at least wait until Thanksgiving to put out all of the Christmas decorations. For the past few years Christmas has been anything but exciting. Last year I don't even think we put up a Christmas tree. But one thing I do look forward to about Christmas is driving around looking at lights. People do seem to wait for that. I mean, you don't come home at night a few days after Halloween seeing people with Christmas lights illuminating their house. That would be crazy. I just wish the stores would wait too.

Grades.

Yesterday I had my second History exam. She gave us a study guide with two possible essay questions, and on the actual test there would only be one. She did not give us any hints as to which she would put on the test, as she shouldn't because that would be "babying" us. Well, I focused more on one essay question than the other, simply because I felt more comfortable with that one; I had more information for that one than the other. And we have to write and actual essay on the test. Five paragraphs like you would a normal essay, and it counts for 50 points(half the test!). Well, with my luck, when I received the test yesterday, the essay question I DIDN'T study was the one she chose. I felt panicked and I did not what I was going to do. I can't just pull a rabbit out of my ass and say "well-lah!" I looked in my brain for any possible information I could remember about that essay question. The result: a jumbled mess of only half the information she asked for. My essay was pathetic and I am sure she will read it and tear it apart. I have come to find that I am a little hard on myself when it comes to my grades. So far I have all As, and I need to keep the grades that good if I expect to be able to transfer to Auburn WITH a scholarship. Money is tight and my dad told me the only way I will be going to Auburn is if I have a scholarship. Believe me, I hear him every day reminding me to apply for scholarships. I hope that I did not do too bad on my history exam. I have a 96.6 average in that class right now, and I do not want it to drop considerably because I was careless about studying for a test.

Halloween Weekend

Even though we didn't go to Netherworld, I had a pretty good Halloween weekend. I didn't go to any parties or anything, but I did get to spend time with my boyfriend. We had gotten in an arguement last week and I broke up with him. I didn't want to and it took all my strength not to talk to him for the next couple of days following the break up. Well he showed up at my house Friday with roses. It was so sweet the way he was standing out there waiting for me to come outside. I realized that the argument we had was stupid and unneccessary. (It really was; I'm kind of embarrassed thinking about it ha)I spent my weekend with him, and we went to go see Jackass 3D with his family on Saturday. I really didn't want to go see it. Even though I basically grew up watching Jackass, I feel that now I have some respect for myself when it comes to what I watch. haha Some parts were really funny, I won't lie. But sometimes those guys just act so gay with each other, it makes you wonder. And Johnny Knoxville, well he's another story. He kept scratching himself like he just had an itch all over he couldn't scratch. Hmmm..wonder what drugs he's on. We all know the story of Steve-O....And of course being Jackass, and a movie full of what else but jackasses, there were plenty of gross scenes and pranks that could make anyone's stomach churn. But I knew what I was getting into when I heard we going to watch Jackass 3D. Later that night we went over to a family member's house to "celebrate" Halloween. Wes and I took Miles trick-or-treating and this kid eats nothing but bread, crackers and macaroni. He is VERY picky. So after we got back, he told us we could have all of his candy, because he doesn't like any kind of candy but Pixi Stix. My boyfriend was excited, but I don't really have a sweet tooth anymore. It took only three pieces and I felt sick to my stomach. But that didn't stop me from stealing all the Dum Dums! I love those things

Profile:Tyler North

1. Where were you born?
Birmingham, AL

2. What were some of your favorite things to do as a kid?
Climb trees and playing football with the boys

3. As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up, and why?
Pro-cheerleader because I liked the way they got tossed in the air; thought it would be fun

4. What are you currently majoring in, and where do you plan to go with it in the future?
Biology; wants to become an Orthodontist

5. What or who made you interested in your major?
Nobody in particular made me interested, but when I got my braces I became interested in becoming and Orthodontist

6. What are some of your likes and dislikes?
Dislikes: When boys leave the toilet seat up; bad attitudes; cocky people
Likes: Boys who are hygienic; basketball; softball; football

7. How certain are you about your major and do you think you will change your mind?
I think I will change my mind, but I know that I want to do something in the medical field

8. Do you plan on going to graduate school or medical school?
Yes; UAB

9. How are you liking college so far?
I didn't really like it at first, but it is ok now. I really miss my family

10. Where would you like to live after you have graduated and begin your career?
Birmingham. There are a lot of job opportunities there

11. What type of music do you like?
all types; rap, r&b, some country

12. What are your parents' professions?
My mom is a social worker, and my dad is disabled

13. Are they supportive of your major?
Yes. Very supportive

14. Do you have any siblings?
Yes. A younger brother who is a Sophomore in high school

15. Do you plan on staying at AUM or transferring?
I plan to stay here

16. What are some of your favorite things to do?
I like softball, basketball, talking on the phone, and working out

17. Is being unsuccessful a fear of yours, or are you confident that you will be successful?
I am very confident in being successful

18. Who is your role model, and why?
My mom because she is such a strong woman. She has been through so much in her life

19. What jobs have you had in the past or currently?
None. But I have tried to get jobs

20. What made you choose to come to AUM?
I was originally going to UAB. I got accepted and everything, but AUM offered me an academic scholarship, so I had to take it.

Social Hazard

Sometimes I hate being different. Yea there are some good things to being different. I stay out of trouble for the most part, but it hinders my social abilities. I have more of an old soul, and do not really fit in with people my age. I don't see the point in a lot of things like drugs and partying. I have never been one to drink and one to party. I don't even like to go to parties just to socialize, because I just do not like the whole environment period. I don't have anything against people who party and drink; it's just not my thing. I find myself without too many friends and having lonely afternoons and nights during the week. On the weekends I spend my time with my boyfriend, since that is the only time I get to see him. He has changed a lot within the past couple of years though. Whenever he wants to go to a party, or go over to a friend's house with his roommate and other friends, he always offers me to come, but I never go. I know what kind of stuff goes on, and it's just not for me. Me being different in this way makes me feel like an outcast a lot. I feel like I am a teenager with an adult's mind. I see kids doing stupid things, that in these days is considered fun, and think to myself how could they be that irresponsible. And now that I am in college and this is supposed to be the time to "live it up", I feel like I am going in the opposite direction. I find myself more concerned with my work to have time to do anything irresponsible. I guess that is an upside to my being different. I realize what responsibilities I have more than others my age, and do not let foolishness get in the way. I have never been one to socialize though. My brother got the social gene from my mother, which totally skipped me. I got my dad's conservativeness. He likes to just stick to himself, and I got that from him. A lot of people mistake me for being stuck up because I do not talk much, but really I would love to talk to everybody and make friends with them. I just haven't quite figured out how to get past my social inabilities.

Done.

I had some time here and there this past weekend to do my profile paper. I actually just completed it. Writing this profile paper was not very challenging because I got to write about a good friend and his experiences, which are inspiring to me. I hope that when I graduate I can have some similar experiences in my life. His passion for Biology has really had an affect on me; I am now more interested in my major than I was before. Sure I liked Biology, and was glad to be majoring in it, but now I actually see why Biology is such a big deal. There are so many opportunities for individuals who study Biology, which has me excited. I want to learn everything that I can and hurry up and get out there in the world to do research and help with some of the burning issues in the world related to Biology. I am so happy that I picked this major, considering for the majority of my senior year I had no clue as to what I wanted to do with my life. Now I am excited and know what goals I want to achieve with my major, and what careers I hope to have in the future.

What Gets You Fired Up? (revised)

One thing that somebody may know or realize about me would be that when it comes to topics related to society, I get really fired up. I can go on and on about how awful today's society is and what effects it has on the children growing up in today's day and age. I normally do not watch the news because I find it too depressing, but I have a news app on my phone that streams recent news so I can keep up with events or controversies going on in the world today. I swear there is not one positive thing scrolling down the whole news stream. That is no exaggeration. I usually see news about floods, shootings, recalls on products because of possible harm or disease, murders, suicides, protests gone wrong,..you name it. If it is negative, I bet you can find it on the news. It does not matter what the topic is, whether it be about abortion or immigration laws, I can debate and write a full page or two about the issue. One thing I wish my high school had was a debate team. I would have absolutely loved it! I have always wanted to be on a debate team because I think it would be the perfect environment for me. That is why I am looking forward to English Composition II next semester, because there will be a good bit of debating involved.

It Feels Good To Be Striving For Something For A Change

As I can recall, none of my school years up until now really meant anything to me. When I was in elementary school, sure I made A-B Honor Roll, but it wasn't because I was striving to do good. I just made those grades because the work was easy, and my teachers made it fun. Therefore, I became more interested in the work I was given in class. Junior High really didn't take too well with me. I started out my 7th grade year at GW. That school was a living hell. I had very few friends, none of which were really in any of my classes. So in order to keep myself busy, I stayed buried in my schoolwork. But when I got home and was free from embarrassing and socially awkward situations, I got lazy. All I cared about was that I was home and free to be myself. I later transferred to LCA during the middle of 7th grade year. The first year or so at LCA was okay. We actually did work, the people were nice, and I didn't have to worry about getting made fun of for being shy. I enjoyed making friends, and the work was fairly easy. But that was just the problem, and what has been the problem the past 6 years of my life. LCA was notorious for having teachers that either didn't teach, or just handed out the answers (which in a sense, can be counted as the same thing.) I never had to strive for anything, or got to know what it really meant to work hard for something. I had everything handed to me, and as you can imagine, I got pretty comfortable. When it came time to take my ACT, I realized how royally screwed I was. The english and reading section came easy to me, because I have always been pretty good at both subjects. The math is what really got me. The science kind of snipped me in the behind too. It made me feel overwhelmed all at once. I realized that I was in my Junior year of high school, had no motivation for attending college and making something of my life, and surely an average ACT score of 21 would not help me in the least bit. I thought of how I would probably never get accepted to any big colleges, which is what I really wanted. Well, as you can imagine, my senior year was not much better. Probably the easier year of my high school life, academically. I was still in my comfortable state, because I was used to having everything handed to me, and motivation was a rare species that certainly did not thrive in my comfortable world. I had applied to Auburn University and AUM. Of course I got into AUM immediately. I had all As and Bs and I think you only have to have a score of 18 on the ACT to be considered for admission. I did not however get accepted into Auburn. It crushed me. But now looking back, I didn't deserve to go to Auburn. I expected to have that acceptance letter handed to me like everything else had been. Graduation night really kicked my butt into gear. I knew this was it, and I would be attending college soon. And now that I am in college, I have never wanted something more in my life. I have motivation now. I want to prove to my high school(which is now shut down, thank God) that I am fully capable of being an intelligent indiviual who does not need grades handed to her. I want to make sure that I graduate college knowing that I tried my hardest, and did my best. It's not about just working hard hoping to get into Auburn anymore. It's me wanting to prove that I am capable of great things, and motivation, and striving for something that is surely within my reach-which is success.

Profile Paper

I just sent an email to who I will be interviewing lastnight, and he emailed me back today. I have to do the interview through email, because he is currently living in India, so the whole personal one-on-one interview was definitely out of the question. But it helps that I know him, because I know what his personality is like, and can match it to how he answered my questions. I am so excited to get started on this profile paper! He gave me so much excellent information, and it really has me excited about my own career path that I will pursue in Biology. I used to think of Mr.Kendall as just my goofy high school biology teacher, but now I see him with a whole new perspective. I am so glad that we were made to do this profile paper, because it has really inspired me. Reading over his answers to my questions reassures me that Biology is the right path for me.

Habits I Can't Seem To Break

There are many habits out there that can be hard to break. I have a few habits of my own, but the worst is being lazy. I am not sure if that can really count as a habit, but it sure is hard for me to break. I usually wait until the last minute to do things, if I do them at all. As you could imagine, my room is not the tidiest in my house. When it comes to schoolwork and studying, I am the ultimate procrastinator, but I am getting better now that I am in college and this is more serious business. I still usually wait until 2-3 days before to study for my exams, which is not good to do, even if I do pass my exams. I usually only remember the material long enough to pass my exam, and then I forget half of what I studied a few days later.

Another habit of mine is being forgetful when it comes to keeping in touch. I am usually gone on the weekends,and I hardly keep in touch. My mom gets really pissed because she says the least I could do is text her every now and then to let her know I am okay. I understand where she is coming from; she just wants to know that I am safe and know that I haven't forgotten about her. I am just forgetful. If I don't have somebody reminding me to do something, I will forget and won't do it half the time. That is also where my habit of laziness comes in, which is not helpful at all.

Biology Is My Path

When I was a kid, my favorite channel was Animal Planet. I loved watching and learning about the many different animals of the world. I guess you could say I have always been into the sciences, so it only makes sense that I am majoring in Biology. Biology offers many job options. I could work for the government/state, in a pharmacy, hospital, zoo/wildlife center, and there are tons more. If push comes to shove, I could also do the extra schooling and get my teaching degree and be a Biology teacher. I would love to do some field work, and research in a lab. I am really starting to get into genetics and viruses. I also wouldn't mind working at a zoo or a wildlife center.
As far as I know, I am sure I will always be going in the direction of Biology. I may switch to Zoology or maybe even Microbiology, but I will still be in the general area. I am almost 100% certain that this is the road that I want to take. I think it will be a very enjoyable career. I plan on interviewing my Biology teacher from High School. He is young and cool, and has a passion for sciences too. He majored in Biology and currently is in India. He travels around the world researching and doing field work, which sounds like an amazing lifestyle to me. I am really excited to do the interview and hear some of the things that Biology has offered to him.

My Dream

I had a pretty good weekend. I left Thursday night for Auburn, and came back this morning before my History class. So I guess you could say extended weekend. My boyfriend goes to Auburn University and he lives in an apartment with his friend and other roommate. I like visiting him better in the apartment as opposed to the cold linolium-floored, cramped dorm room he was in last year. My dream is to go to Auburn University. It may not seem like a big dream to most people, but it is to me. I am not even an Auburn football fan; I am a Georgia Bulldogs fan, but Auburn University is just such a great and beautiful college with so much to offer and so many different majors to choose from. I graduated from a small school that did not prepare me for college, much less life. I am glad to be starting at AUM my first year, but I hope to transfer to main campus next year. I had applied last year, but I did not get accepted due to my ACT score of a 21. I made all As and Bs, and even graduated with Salutatorian, so that is the only reason I can think of as to why I did not get into Auburn. I was devastated because I had my whole life planned out. I was going to live in an apartment with my friends and go to class every day on a beautiful campus, and just have the whole "college-experience". Looking on it now, I think there was reason as to why I did not get accepted. I think something knew that I was not ready for the big college life yet, whether I wanted to believe it or not, and that is why I am at AUM right now. AUM is not a bad school or anything. All of my professors/instructors are great. I just want to go to a bigger school since I have been going to such a small school for the past 7 years of my life. I am ready for that challenge, and ready to prove that I can achieve my goals. I hope this time around when I apply, I make it!

20 Things That Annoy Me

Here are at least 20 things that annoy me, and I guess I'll pick the most annoying one and write a little about it and why it annoys me so much:

1. When people eat with their mouths open.
2. Bad Grammar.
3. When people wear socks w/ flip-flops or sandals.
4. When dogs "clean" themselves and make those disgusting noises.
5. The sound of a bunch of clapping hands.
6. When people say "lolz"; when people PHYSICALLY say it, not on the computer.
7. People who can't drive.
8. When you're trying to sleep and someone is snoring
9. When girls wear shirts as dresses, or jeans under a dress (Get some freaking leggings! and make sure whatever you're wearing on top covers your ASS-ets. I guess you could say bad fashion choices for this one.
10. People who always think they're right.
11. Nancy Grace.
12. The smell of marijuana.
13. People with bad taste in music.
14. When people lie, and you know that they are lying and they know it too, but keep playing the "I'm innocent game".
15. People who take forever at the self-checkout.
16. The sound and feel of chalk writing on a blackboard.
17. Dramatically long fingernails; they may as well be bear claws; especially when whoever has them is working a cash register or serving you food; not too helpful or appetizing.
18. The old people in my neighborhood; you go 2 miles over the speed limit and you see them freaking out waving their hands for you to slow down.
19. Jerk cops; the ones that just look for a reason to pull you over because they have had a boring day.
20. When people lick their lips while they are talking.


I guess the thing that bothers me most is when people eat with their mouths open. My brother and I are the only ones out of the family that chew with our mouths closed. My mom, dad, and oldest brother are all experts at making noise when it comes to eating. I don't understand what makes a person eat with their mouth open. It's not like it makes your food taste any better, or makes you enjoy it even more. And I also don't understand why it doesn't annoy themselves. I mean of course it annoys the people around them, at least if you're like me and can't stand the noise. But what really pisses me off is when a person is eating something so small, like a single peanut, and can find a way to make soo much noise. My boyfriend's little brother is the absolute expert at that. I swear when he is eating I just want to punch him in the mouth. I think even the people who eat with their mouths open could find themselves annoyed by him.

Friends of Facebook

I have a lot of friends from high school in my FB friends list, and a lot of people that I knew back when I was in elementary and junior high. I have a few musicians that I know in my friends list, and a lot of people that I don't personally know, but I have seen around town or at shows. I have a lot of random people I don't know because I can't bring myself to deny a request. I also have a lot of friends of friends. The connection between me and how I know the people on my FB varies, and I don't talk to all of them. I have a handful of people that I actually care to talk to, and the rest are kind of just fallen by the wayside. I mainly use FB to check up on my friends and how they are doing, especially now that we are all in college. But there are a few people that get on my nerves, and I keep forgetting to "hide" their news feed that way I don't have to worry about seeing their stupid stats. Literally stupid stats, I'm not just saying that because they get on my nerves. I would delete them, but you would be surprised how dramatic people can be. Once I deleted this guy from my friends, because (1) I didn't even know him, and (2) he was kind of annoying. Well I guess that was pretty dumb of me to do, because like a day later I got a message and what a surprise!: It was from him. He was telling me in an angry message that I am pretty much and awful person and I would be sorry that I deleted him, because I guess he thought he was that interesting of a guy. I don;t understand why people make such big deals about things like that. You definitely have your handful of psychos on Facebook, that's for sure. On my other Facebook account (I call it my PG-13 account), I have a lot of family friends. I created this other FB account because let's be honest, I have a sailor's mouth and it comes off the keyboard into my stats a lot. My boyfriend's parents were on that FB because they think that people who cuss are awful, even though they themselves cuss. But I never really got on that FB anyway, so I deleted it. Also because my boyfriend's dad is what I like to now call a gossip girl, and likes to dig his nose in everyone's business. I posted a stat saying "I'm ready for a change. It's been way too long." and literally right after texted my boyfriend(his son) asking if everything was ok and that he was there for him if he needed anything. Of course he jumped the gun and automatically assumed that my bf and I broke up. And imagine how surprised my bf was, not knowing what the hell was going on. So I got a few angry texts from him. All in all, FB is a good palce to "socialize" and catch up with new and old friends. I'm not one of those crazy users of FB that is on every chance they get, but I do check it once or twice throughout the day. But that's because the internet on my phone makes it so convenient. ha

No Longer Dreading It!

This morning on the way to English, I was thinking about the profile paper we would have to do some time this month and how I was dreading it. I was thinking about how I would more than likely have to interview a person I have never met before, which would be very awkward and nerve-wrecking, because I make a big deal out of everything. But as I was thinking, I remembered a teacher I had my sophomore year. His name was Mr. Kendall and he was a younger guy in his 20s, and he loved The Beatles. I totally forgot about him teaching us Biology; probably because that year we had about 4 different Biology teachers. Suddenly my anxiety and dread for this paper vanished, and excitement came over me. I contacted him on Facebook, because we talk every now and then, and I asked him if he would be willing to do an interview. He said he would be happy to do it and for me to just let him know when I wanted to interview him. Right now he is in India, and it was not too long ago he was in Africa, so I will have to do the interview through e-mail. I think it is so cool how he gets to travel around the world. It's funny because before I knew I wanted to major in Biology, I really had no interest in him. I just thought of him as my cool, young, down to earth Biology teacher. But now that I am majoring in Biology, I have a whole new perspective of him and am more interested in where Biology has taken him in life.

Is Ignorance A Disease?

I'm starting to remember why I never cared for having a Youtube account. You comment on a video and if someone doesn't agree with you, they comment on what you said with their ignorance. I personally have no time to sit there and lower myself by arguing with someone through a website. It's pointless. People do piss me off and I want to give them a piece of my mind, but I learned that only keeps you going in circles. The person is never going to calm down and refrain from their ignorance to make any kind of a civilized agreement or truce with you. I just don't understand how some people can seriously be that ignorant. This makes me kind of glad that later on I will more than likely be working with wildlife when I graduate, because I don't think I could handle working with people all day every day. And the people who do work at wildlife places don't ever seem like the type to be ignorant. I would hope after going through college and graduating with a degree you would not still act childish. I know everyone can be ignorant every now and then, but it is the childish ignorance that bothers me the most. I have always been the "outcast" in my group of friends or people my age because I have what you call an "old-mind." My mind has always been more mature than most my age, and no I am not bragging, because a lot of the time it makes me feel lame and left out. I have never cared or seen the point of going to parties to get drunk or do other reckless things. Out of all the times I have been offered to go to a party, I have turned down every single one. There were a few times when my boyfriend dragged me to a party he wanted to go to, and I hated it. I remember this one guy was so drunk it was almost scary. I had never seen something like that before. I mean he couldn't walk at all, and he was slurring his words so bad, and his eyes could barely stay open and were practically rolling in the back of his head. And finally to top it all off, he swayed because he lost his balance trying to walk and fell on top of a table breaking a few empty glass bottles, and just passed out. People were laughing like it was actually funny, and I felt like the only sane and remotely intelligent person in the room. I felt like I was in a freaking zoo. And I know just because you go to a party doesn't mean you have to drink. You can just go and socialize. But it's not so much the drinking, it is just the whole environment of a party, period. And I do not know how I got on to parties by talking about ignorant people on youtube, but I guess that's just me. I am random and just ramble on about stuff.

Don't Let Money Decide

When it came to picking a major, money was definitely on my mind. I wanted to be sure to major in something that would help me to have a financially stable job. I wanted to be well fit and able to buy anything I wanted and not struggle with making ends meet. I started getting interested in dermatology, so naturally I sprouted the idea in my head that I wanted to become a dermatologist. I even went to BAM and bought a book that had all of the medical terminology and lots of pictures of the different skin conditions so that I would be able to identify them. There were some pretty gross pictures in that book, and when I brought it to school last year everyone wanted to look in it. I even got other people interested in dermatology. But the best part of dermatology was not what it was all about, but the money. The salary range for a dermatologist is $100,000-400,000. This sounded like music to my ears. But after doing more research into how much schooling I would really need, and taking a peek in an MCAT book (which is what I would need to take in order to get into Med School), I started realizing the money wasn't really worth it. Not only would I have to go through 8 years of school, I would also have to go through at least 3 years of residency, which was definitely NOT music to my ears. I started back to square one, where I was once again lost in what I was going to do with the rest of my life. I had started leaning towards Biology, and possibly even Zoology. My parents helped me to make my decision. They pointed out that ever since they can remember the one thing about me that has never changed has been my love for animals. At first I thought a Biologst or a Zoologist would have a hurting salary, but I was wrong. The salary can range anywhere from 40,000-70,000, which is plenty to have a good, stable lifestyle. Even though my new major comes with a pretty good salary, I still realize that money is not everything. I would not have been happy working in a stuffy office all day examining the nasty skin of people. I would be much happier having a job where I get to work outside and have fresh air and interact with people and wild exotic animals. (I plan on working at either a zoo or a wildlife research center.) But in the end, I would rather have a job that I absolutely love and make a good/decent amount of money, than have a job that I hate while making big money. Just seems like common sense.

Cereal That Leads You To Sex?

I'm sure most of you have heard of Chad "Ochocinco." He plays for the Cincinnati Bengals, and if you don't know him by that, then maybe you recognize the name from his VH1 show "Ochocinco: The Ultimate Catch." One of the many celebrity "dating" shows where the celeb brings a handful of men/women in one house hoping to find "love." I was looking online on some news website under the "odd stories" section, and stumbled across something funny concerning him. Ochocinco had recently released a limited edition cereal box aimed to help the foundation Feed The Children. On the box, it had a number for the Feed The Children foundation for people to call if they wished to make a donation. Too bad the number led to a sex hotline instead. The number on the box says 1-800-HELP-FTC, when in fact the actual number is 1-888-HELP-FTC. A Cincinnati woman first called in the misprint after her and her 9-yr-old daughter called the number in hopes of finding out more information about the foundation, when instead she was greeted by a sultry voice trying to lure them into a sex chat for $2.99 a minute. The cereal boxes are expected to be pulled off of the shelves and the misprint to be fixed. I just thought I would share this because I find it funny how a misprint on a box of cereal trying to help kids led to a sex hotline, the total opposite of what the charity is for.

What Gets You Fired Up?

One thing that somebody may know/realize about me is when it comes to topics related to society, it really gets me fired up. I can go on and on about how awful today's society is and what effects it has on the children growing up in today's society. I normally don't watch the news because it is too depressing, but I have a news app on my phone that streams recent news so I can keep up with what news is going on. I swear there is not one positive thing scrolling down the whole stream of news headlines. That is no exaggeration. I usually see news about floods, shootings, recalls on products because of possible harm/disease, murders, suicides, protests gone wrong,..you name it. If it is something negative, I bet it is there. It does not matter what topic it is, whether it be abortion or immigration laws, I can debate and write a full page or two on blog posts about it. One thing I wish my high school had was a debate team. I would have absolutely loved it! I have always wanted to be on a debate team because I think it would be the perfect environment for me.

Rutgers Student

Being "different" in any way in today's society can bring devastating effects. People are more afraid to express themselves, especially when it comes from a problem "within" that someone may not necessarily be able to help. Not only is the person pressured by society knowing their issue, but also their own family. Not all families and people are accepting to people who claim themselves to be "homosexual." Homophobia is almost like a disease in these times. Yea, there are a lot more openly-gay people and gay "role models" out there today, but not everyone has the confidence and strength to put it out there, which can cause tremendous stress and emotional scarring for the person who is dealing with their homosexuality.
Personally, I have no problem with people that claim themselves to be gay; just keep me out of their affairs. I do believe that some people are actually "born gay", and do not typically "turn gay." I believe that everybody should have the chance to be with somebody they love, and experience what it means to be in love, even if that means being with the same sex, as crazy as that sounds. I used to think that gays were disgusting and a shame to society, but after seeing and hearing some of the things and torture that they go through from other people, I began to see things differently. Gays are people too, and no matter how much some people may hate them, they have feelings and deserve to be treated no differently than a "normal" person.
With the recent news of the suicide of the Rutgers student, it is definitely sad news to hear. I pulled up the article online and read over it and it really made me feel bad, and I wanted to be there for the kid. I think it is awful what the two people did involving the video. They had no business taking a piece of the guy's personal life and putting it on the web for everyone to see. Though the video was taken from his roommate's webcam, it is a definite invasion of privacy. His roommate knowingly turned on the webcam in hopes of catching some footage that he could use against Tyler Clementi. Obviously he thought it would be funny. The guy(Tyler) was probably already struggling within himself about being gay, and probably had yet to come out to his family. With the added situation of what the two people did was probably the last straw for him, which led to his suicide. His roommate Dharun Ravi, and his "accomplice" Molly Wei could possibly be sentenced to life on the charge of murder. Some people argue that they did not actually kill Clementi, but I disagree. They may not have physically killed him, but what they did effected Clementi so much that it obviously caused his suicide. Tyler Clementi was more than likely an emotionally distressed person, and people with emotional distress should be treated more sensitively than others. Emotionally distressed people are unpredictable in their actions and usually do have thoughts of suicide. I would have no problem if they were sentenced to life in prison. I guarantee they wouldn't be laughing then.
It makes me feel such disgust that things like this can actually go on in this world. "Homophobia" spread like a wildfire across the nation years ago, and still continues to spread today. I understand that some people are very opposed to gays, but that doesn't mean they have the right to bully them however they please. And then you have those hardcore "Christians" who protest against the gays with posters saying such things as "God Hates You."...yea, that's real "Christian." I think if people would take the time to sit back and think about things, they would realize that the way people handle and go about homosexuality is more disgusting than the actual practice itself.
No, I am not a gay rights activist, but it just pisses me off when people are such a-holes to others. What gives a person the right to judge someone else? What makes them think they are any better? Do we have to bully people so much that the person being bullied just gives up and commits suicide? The only one that is allowed to judge anyone is God Himself, because he created us.

10/02/10: I think it is ridiculous that there are already tons of videos on youtube of people's opinions on Tyler Clementi's suicide. A lot of the videos are of people saying how awful the tragedy is and are sympathetic towards Clementi, but that doesn't mean all of the video comments are sympathetic. It is really pathetic to see people actually saying that this guy was nothing but a pansy (other p word was actually used) and could not handle his own "choice" to be gay. People are saying such things as he "over-reacted" and even stoop down so low as to compare his tragedy to the earthquake devastation in Haiti and the holocaust; quote "but killing yourself because your a gay white eighteen year old in america? someone tell that kid to be jewish in germany in the 30s. how about he takes a trip over to hatti to see what real suffering looks like. " Just because he is a homosexual struggling in this day and age does not make his tragedy any less significant. Why are people so ignorant to their surroundings?

Inception Review

I love movies that have you on the edge of your seat and keep you guessing. I like twists that you would never expect at the end of the movie, even though sometimes it can tick you off. One movie that I saw not too long ago that had just that effect was Inception. Leonardo DiCaprio and Ellen Page are not my favorite actors. They are probably two of my least favorites, but that did not ruin this movie for me at all. The movie is based in a world where technology has the ability to enter the human mind and invade dreams. Leonardo DiCaprio of course plays the leading role, who plays a thief and goes into the minds of people and steals ideas and information from their dreams. He also has a team of specialists to help him along the way. Cobb (DiCaprio), is very skilled at the art of extraction, and has also become known as a fugitive. He needs to complete one last job for a chance at redemption, except this time instead of stealing an idea, he will have to plant one. The movie is really weird and kind of hard to explain. But when I say weird, I mean weird in a good way. It was just so interesting to see how they went about going into somebody's dream. They would put an IV type thing in their arms, and then they would just fall asleep. All of the IVs were attached to the same box-like machine, that way when they all went under, they would all be in the same dream. Eventually at the end of the movie you find out that Leonardo DiCaprio's character Cobb is pretty much insane and is stuck in a state called Limbo. In the movie, you have different levels in your dreams, and the deeper you go, the longer it takes for you to wake up. Cobb went one too many levels than he should have, and became trapped in that level of "limbo" forever.

Practice Makes Perfect!...hopefully..

So i just got done practicing my math like crazy for the past 3 hours or so. I had been struggling a little in class so I decided I'd go through my book and do all of the exercise sets for each section. I did all the odd numbers that way I could check the answers in the back to know if I'm doing them right. I am not finished with all of tye sections, but I have done pretty good on the sections that I did do. My instructor keeps telling us that grades take a dive after Chapter 2, which has me all worried. You would think your instructor would be positive, but she keeps saying it like she expects us all to fail this next test. But I hope all of my practice pays off. I am not as good in math as I would like to be, so I have to work a little harder.

Calm Down People

So I think it's pretty hilarious when you see people on FB or youtube having arguments about something, and then they start to discriminate people's spelling, as if they ran out of things to argue about and just want to keep mess going. Who cares how somebody types on the computer. Not everybody has to be grammatically correct. It's like when people text. Example: Why sit there and take the extra time to say the word "people" or "tomorrow" when you can just say "ppl" and "tmrw". I won't lie, sometimes my "texting language" comes off the keyboard onto the computer when I post comments or statuses or whatever. But I think it's stupid and rediculous how people actually get into arguments about people's grammar on comment boards. But sometimes it can be pretty funny when the person judging someone elses' grammar has poor grammar themself. It makes them look ignorant. I mean if I see somebody misspell something and I know it wasn't on purpose, I will correct it, but that's just because it's one of my "pet peeves" I guess you could say. Sometimes I can't stand bad grammar, but I don't get into arguments with people about it. If I do correct someone's grammar, I do it in a joking way because I don't want to seem like an ass. Not that I'm trying to be one by correcting grammar, some people just take a little offense.

Uniforms

I think uniforms are disgusting, and they keep people from being able to express themselves. I had to wear uniforms in elementary and the little bit of time I did go to GW. I hated having to tuck my shirt in, because it was so uncomfortable. And my shirts would sometimes shrink in the wash, so it was hard to tuck them in. I also hated only having the choice of being able to wear 3 different colored shirts (white, red, and navy), and two different colors of pants( khaki and navy). You would walk around school matching with about 100 different kids. I understand that schools want kids to wear uniforms because they have more of a control on what the kids wear. Kids these days like to show everything, and sometimes dress sloppy I guess. But even with uniforms, kids found a way to make them "un-uniformly." The only thing about uniforms that I liked was the fact that I didn't have to sit there and worry about what I was going to wear that day, seeing as I only had a few choices. Other than that, I think uniforms are terrible. I would rather just stick to dress codes, where you can pretty much wear whatever you want, it just has to be modest. That's what I enjoyed about my junior high, and high school years at LCA. We did not have uniforms, but we had a dress code, which really wasn't a problem.

Thoughts on Homeschooling

When I first started out Junior High, I thought homeschooling was a great idea. I hated my first year of Junior High at Georgia Washington. I guess that's why I didn't even make it the whole year, because in the middle of my seventh grade year I transferred to LCA instead of homeschooling. I think homeschooling may be necessary for some people, but I wouldn't recommend a child to be homeschooled unless they absolutely need to be. I think homeschooling ruins a child's ability to communicate and develop social skills. It may hinder them from making friends, and make social activities awkward. Though this is not the case with all homeschoolers, it does have that affect on quite a bit of people. I have known a few people that were homeschooled. One guy that I know of has been homeschooled all his life, and he has no social skills at all what-so-ever. You can tell being out in public with people his age is excruciatingly painful and awkward. Now that he is starting his first year of college, making friends and socializing is not as easy for him as most. I also have a good friend that has been homeschooled for 2 years. This year she just recently started going back to a regular school, but things are not going too great. She is having problems with some guy at her school stalking her. He threatens her and her parents even had to file a restraining order on the guy. Her parents put her in homeschooling to avoid situations like that, and now she is going right back into them. I think homeschooling may be positive when it comes to wanting to protect your child, but not to completely shelter them. Overall, I don't think I would allow my kids to be homeschooled, unless they had some kind of disability where they absolutely needed to be in an environment such as homeschooling. I think going to a regular school is important for kids to learn how to develop social and communicative skills.

Sentence Exercise: Series

(1) Music can give people an identity, a style, and even a way of life.

(2) My southern accent can be embarrassing, charming to some, or something that gives away that I was raised in the south.

(3) Some of my favorite bands include: Pierce The Veil, Isles & Glaciers, and Bring Me The Horizon.

A Sigh of Well Needed Relief (revised)

This past weekend I was absolutely frantic. I knew that I would be having two exams on Monday, so I studied every second that I could. My boyfriend even got irritated at me because I would not put my note cards with my history terms down. I thought that I would never be able to remember all of the terms, but I kept working hard and I finally had them all down. I woke up earlier than normal this morning to do some extra studying, and when it came time to go to class I felt pretty ready for my exam. When I arrived to my history class, I felt so nervous and nauseous. I have bad test anxiety, and I usually forget everything that I studied and blank out, but I didn't this time! Must have been all of that persistent studying! When I received my test, I felt so confident while taking it. I knew all of the material, and even though the essay took some extra time and thinking, I felt confident that I did great. It always feels so good to be able to fly through a test because you know all of the material. I think I made no less than a B, but I'm hoping for an A. I also got 4 bonus points from a quiz we took last week, so that will always help too. I also had a Biology exam today, which I had not even begun to study for since I was so wrapped up in History. I had an hour and a half to study before class, so I started answering questions on the practice tests my instructor recommended us buy at the beginning of the semester. I started to get irritated because it was taking so much time to do and I had a feeling most of those questions wouldn't even be on the test, so I just started reading over my notes. I read over my notes about 3 times, and it turns out that's EXACTLY what I needed to do. The test covered pretty much nothing but note material. I was so worried about failing the test due to lack of studying, but the test was easy and I felt confident. I also got all of the bonus questions right. I may have gotten lucky this time, but next time I have exams I will not wait until the last minute to study. I also learned that I take good notes, so I need to review my notes every day, that way I can have most of the material memorized before the actual exam. Today has been a great day, and a HUGE sigh of relief. I was dreading today because of these tests, but today made me realize I worry WAY too much. I was just fine :)

Living Hell in a Christian School

Don't even get me started on what I would do to change my former High School. Thankfully, I wouldn't have to because my school closed down the High School this year. Lighthouse Christian Academy is probably the worst private school in Montgomery. The people in the office were so rude and would always gossip about the students, and the Principal was never fair. I couldn't stand him. His breath always stunk and smelled like nasty coffee and I always hated when I got stuck talking to him, because he couldn't just stand a respectable distance away from you. He always got right up in your face. He would constantly roam the halls. I don't think he was ever in his office. But him and his wife were always in feuds with each other, and since she works in the office right next to his, I guess he wanted to get away from her. My principal would seriously try to get you in trouble for anything. I know there are rules at schools, but it seemed to be like he just made up his own rules as he went.
As far as the teachers go, I'm not really sure that you could call them teachers. They never gave us any work, and if they did, they practically gave us the answers because everybody would complain until the teacher gave in. And most tests were open-book tests. The only class we even did a little of any work in was English and Typing. But who needs typing. Most of our days consisted of joking around and messing around on our cell phones.
I really regret going to LCA for the 7 years that I did. The first 2 years were decent, only because the vice principal kept everything in order. He was the one that was mainly in charge of the high school, but he and his wife who also worked at the school moved to TN, because he got a good job to preach at a church there.
Going to LCA really screwed me over when it was time for me to take my ACT. Most schools are supposed to prepare you for the ACT and for college...but not mine. My ACT scores were definitely not impressive (a 20, and a 21). I did not make it into Auburn like I had hoped.
All my high school cared about was getting the tuition check. They could've cared less about anything else. I am so glad that they finally shut the high school down. It's like after the vice principal left, the high school just fell by the wayside, and all they were concerned about were the lower grades. My principal is mainly in charge of the lower grades, so that's where the school put their main focus. I mean my senior year was so lame. For Junior/Senior day, they tried to make us go to a church and then go on a trolley ride downtown. As if we didn't already go to chapel EVERY Wednesday. Seriously, who wants to go to a church on Senior day. And for senior trip, which I did not go on either, they sent the seniors to a christian camp in North Carolina. I thought it was going to be so boring, but my classmates said it wasn't that bad.
There are sooo many other things that my school has done, but I would be here all day.Im glad that no other people will have to suffer high school at LCA. If the HS part was still open, I swore I would've done my best to warn anybody hoping to send their child there that it would be the worst mistake they'll make, school-wise.

A Sigh of Well Needed Relief

This past weekend I studied like crazy for my History exam that was today. I thought I would never be able to remember all of the terms, but I kept working hard and I finally had them all down. I woke up earlier this morning to do some extra studying, and when it was time to go to class I felt pretty ready for my exam. When I got to my history class, I felt so nervous and nautious. I have bad test anxiety, and I usually forget everything I studied and blank out, but I didn't this time! Must have been all of that persistent studying. Anyway, when I got my test, I was so confident while taking it. I knew all of the material, and even though the essay took some extra time and thinking, I felt confident that I did great. I think I made no less than a B, but I'm hoping for an A. I also got 4 bonus points from a quiz we took last week, so that will help too. I also had a biology exam today, which I had not even begun to study for since I was so wrapped up in History. I had an hour and a half to study, so I started answering questions on the practice test handout she recommended us buy at the beginning of the semester. I was getting irritated because it was taking so much time to do and I had a feeling most of those questions wouldn't even be on the test, so I just started reading over my notes. I read over them about 3 times, and it turns out that's EXACTLY what I needed to do. The test was pretty much nothing but note material. I was so worried I was going to fail the test due to lack of studying, but the test was easy and I felt confident. I also got all of the bonus questions right. Today has been a great day, and a HUGE sigh of relief. I was dreading today because of these tests, but today made me realize I worry WAY too much. I was just fine :)

Stressed!

I sent my textual analysis to my boyfriend so he could review it and make any changes that were needed. I thought that I did a pretty good job, and was hoping to get congratulated on the good work...sadly that wasn't the case. He tore my paper to pieces. I think there may have been like one or two paragraphs that were barely touched, but the rest was all in red or blue text(the stuff he changed.) It really puts a downer on me after doing so good on my literacy narrative. There was literally only like 2 or 3 little things wrong with my paper, and I got 57/60 points. I was so excited and it inspired me to get started on the textual analysis paper as soon as it was assigned. I guess maybe I shouldn't have started so soon since it obviously seems like I don't know what I'm doing. On top of that, I was trying to do some homework in math, and got completely lost on all of the problems. I finally got to the last problem, knowing all the others were still wrong, and when I couldn't figure it out I got mad and just said screw it. Monday, I have two exams, with ALOT of material to study. So that adds on to my stress. It sucks coming from a school where you're used to literally doing nothing but goofing around with classmates and texting, (and if we did have a test or quiz, our teachers let us cheat and just handed out answers and let us have open book tests for pretty much every test), to college where you have lots of work and studying in every class. And I plan on transferring to Auburn next year. I didn't make it when I applied last year due to my low ACT score of 21, but my grades at school were As and Bs. How couldnt they be when I had no work, and the teachers just handed out A's. The school screwed me over when it came to the ACT. I am hoping to make it into AU when I apply this year. But if I can't keep my grades up at AUM, how will I ever survive at Auburn? I don't know why I'm so worried though. So far I have made all A's in my classes. But I have only had a quiz here and there, and it's only the beginning of the semester, with another to go. Oh well..Hopefully I'll pass the exams on Monday..

Balance/Appositives

BALANCE
-The weather is cooling down; Fall is on its way

-October is next month; the trick-or-treaters are getting ready

-Fall has arrived; the football fanatics are coming out of their slumber

-The International House Of Pancakes owns the rights to the IHOP acronym; The church named The International House Of Prayer (IHOP), are receiving a lawsuit filed against them

APPOSITIVES
-Dani,having gone through the tragedy of losing her mother and boyfriend within the same year, is a very remarkable girl with admirable strength.

-The boy,hypocrite that he is, became one of the least popular among his friends.

Fall

There's not really much going on that would make me believe fall is on the way, besides the weather getting a tad bit cooler, but that's only during the early morning. Other than that, the weather is still pretty hot to me, or maybe that is just because I have no AC in my car, and I'm riding in a black car with black leather seats. The leaves are not changing colors, but I wouldn't expect them to until a little later. But being in Montgomery, Alabama, the leaves don't really change color anyway, which is one of my favorite things about Fall. I miss when I used to live in Virginia how all of the leaves on every tree would change color. The weather would be cool and breezy and put everyone in the mood to celebrate. As October rolled around, people would start getting ready to decorate for Halloween. You would see pumpkins everywhere and hay-bells in front yards with scarecrows to accompany them. Since I have lived in Montgomery though, people don't really seem too big on celebrating, but I guess that is because you don't really get to "experience" Fall here. Just like winter. It never really snows here, and if it does, it isn't much and the snow only sticks for 2 days at the most. Sure you get the cold weather and the dead trees with your occasional snow flurry, but not the whole "winter experience." When I lived in Virginia, I got to experience my first snow. We woke up one morning to find 3 feet of snow waiting for us to go out and play in. The snow was so deep that we had to dig out paths for our dogs so that they could go outside to do their "business." The snow lasted a good while too. It was so much fun to have our own little winter wonderland right outside of our house. When I graduate college, I plan on moving up closer North, which I hate to say, because for the most part I have lived in the South all of my life. I'm proud to be Southern, so I do not plan on going too far North. I'm thinking about moving to North Carolina. There is also an amazing wildlife center there that I plan to try and work at, since I am majoring in Biology, and later planning to transfer to main campus and and major in Zoology. I think it would be a lot of fun to have a job where I can to work outside, especially during my favorite season-Fall.