The Last Melon (Name That Movie!)

Well, this has been fun. I truly have enjoyed writing my blogs the past twelve weeks! (If you cannot tell this is my last blog) And you may be wondering what I have to write about for my last blog. Today I am writing to you about how I feel about my blog. How I feel my writing has been, and what I like about it and what I do not like about it.
Let us start with the negatives first and work our way up to the positives, that way I leave you on a happier note. First off, what was hard about the blog is that for those who are reading it, many of you do not know me. You do not know my personality, or really anything about me (you know a lot about me know if you have actually read these blogs) but personality is hard to put through a blog. Therefore you do not know that half the time I am being goofy or just sarcastic, and I am trying to be funny. But in writing, when you cannot hear a person’s tone, it may come off as just plain rude. Also, something that was difficult for me was the free writes. After a while I felt like I started to write about the same thing. Let me know if this is true.
And now to a positive note! Something I did like about my blogs was the fact that I could vent on here (like I did with the 8 AM class blog) and you can personally chose whether or not you want to read it. Nobody is forcing you to read my writing, so if I vent, and you do not like it, LEAVE! I also liked this writing; it was a way of relieving stress for me, along with (if you have read my other blogs) dancing. They both provided in a way a stress relief, because I could take these blogs whatever direction I chose.
Thank you for sticking with me these past twelve weeks. Hope you have enjoyed it as much as I have! 
P.S. The movie which my title is from....ICE AGE! :)

Expertise

Well this week for my weekly blog I have been asked what I am an expert in. This took quite a bit of thinking, as last week I talked about my dance team and dance show, so I do not want to bore you by saying that I am an expert in dance; I mean I think you got that. I also have already said what my major is, but I am far from being an expert in chemistry. I thought about saying that I am an expert in skiing, but to be honest I doubt I could write three hundred words on how I am an expert skier (plus I mean I still fall every once in a while). So, I came up with something interesting. I am an expert on random, and mostly useless, facts.
But now I must prove it. I came up with some random facts that I know, that I doubt any of you know. For instance:
1. Did you know that there was a law made saying you could not fish off of Navy Pier? Now that might seem like a mediocre fact, but wait it gets better. There is also a law saying you cannot fish off of Navy Pier, off of a giraffe. Now that just means, somebody had to do it, for it to become illegal. Awesome.
2. Did you know that sharks will soon be in the Great Lakes? Bullhead sharks are swimming up the Mississippi river (adapting to fresh water of course) and will be in the Great Lakes within 5-10 years. Oh and by the way, Bullhead sharks are very violent.
3. Did you know that all the state schools in Illinois have a piece of our “castle”? There is a building on campus that looks like a castle, and if you go to all the state schools in Illinois (ISU,NIU, etc.) that they will make one large castle?
See, told ya.

April 17th

The truest expression of a people is in its dance and in its music. Bodies never lie. ~Agnes de Mille. I started my blog a little bit different this week, with one of my favorite quotes. I am a dancer, and I have been dancing since before I can remember (funny thing is what I do remember about dancing, I hated when I was little, at the time, it was definitely not for me). Now I willingly try out for dance teams, take dance classes, anything to get me in my shoes and on a floor learning something new and cool to do with my body. I love to dance, because as my quote stated perfectly, it is the truest expression of how you are feeling. If you have had a rough day, and you get to dance, you can tell the emotions you are letting out through your body. To me, dancing is my escape. It is the one thing that takes my mind off of everything else. Without it, I would probably go a little bit crazy.
So when I got here to ISU, even from the second I stopped dancing in high school, I thought I would never be on a team again. And that thought worried me more than you can imagine. Many people have experienced anxiety when their high school sports end, it is one of the only times you may see a man cry is when his sport or passion is over. But in my dance class from first semester, a girl, who was on a team, asked if I would tryout for her team. I was more excited than you could imagine.
Now what kind of story would this be if it did not have a good ending? Basically today, I am writing to now promote my dance teams show on April 17th, in the Braden Auditorium. Come if you have a passion.

Writing for dummies;101.020

So, I know for all you who may happen to follow this, this blog is getting quite confusing considering it goes from one topic to a completely different topic every week. But since last week was a free write, that is why you got all my opinions on 8 Ams, and this week is an assigned topic. To keep you in the loop, I have to write what I think about my english class.

So far, my english class has been very interesting, which scares me a little because I have always hated writing. It was something that would always hang in my mind that I had to write a paper, and I would postpone it and ignore it until about midnight of the day before. But for some odd reason (and I think it has something to do with these here blogs!) I have enjoyed writing more. Because of the idea that I have to post my words on the internet, and anyone anywhere can read them, I have become more comfortable with my writing. I put more personality into it, and I choose topics that are relevant to my life now.

This class, like I said before was a dreaded class for me, but it is way more than I expected. We get so many chances to improve our writing skills, before we turn in a “final for now” draft, that I think it would be hard for us to not learn and blossom more as writers. I love all the peer reviews, because it lets you know what may make sense in your head, does not necessarily make sense in writing. I also love the teacher reviews, because you can always trust what she is saying (considering she will be the one grading it later!)

I honestly cannot think of something that I would like to do more of in class…I think we have the writing portion down…and considering we do not cover books as it is a writing class, I think we have done a great job covering a variety of topics!

My Venting

I was thinking about what I should write about for my blog this week, while in math class, because honestly who thinks about math during math class? And for a while I was thinking about writing about my spring break and what I did and such, but like many of my fellow students, thinking about homework over a break can be a real Debbie Downer, so I decided to write it before. (Sorry if you really care maybe next time we have a free write I will tell you all about it.)
So in my blog today I am going to write about eight AMs. Actually, I am going to sit here and complain about eight AMs. WARNING, leave now if you do not want to hear me vent and complain about them!
So here are my thoughts on why eight AM’s should not exist. They are so early, that you are just literally sitting in class thinking about how tired you are and constantly checking the clock for when you get out. Does that give you any time to learn? No. Second point, the school wants you to always be involved and doing something, so you join clubs or maybe sororities or fraternities. I did both. I am on a dance team and in a sorority, and honestly, between my dance practices and all the events we have to attend for greek life, getting up so early, does not help. Thirdly, I have one word for you. Tri. Two words for you, too far. I have to calculate fifteen-twenty extra minutes to get to class if I want to walk! And lastly they say that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Well, when you get up that early just to go to class, you are not really calculating in time to eat before this. So most with 8 AMs do not eat a good breakfast, therefore they are not jumpstarting their day.
Enough venting, comment if you agree.

Lights, camera, action.

For all my followers who seem to think it is important to know what is going on in my everyday life, I am going to tell them (even promote a little bit) about a show on campus I just attended. And the show itself, I have a hard time typing out so after I type out (and I promise this is the title of it!) the title once, I will further refer to the title as N*W*C. The show was called “N*gger, Wetb*ck, Ch*nk”, where three men “Skewer race with wicked humor” –New York Times.
This show was held on campus here at my college, Illinois State University, and because I am in a sorority, Zeta Tau Alpha, it was mandatory for all sororities to go see the show. It was about three men, an African American, and Latino American, and an Asian American, who went through all the stereotypes of each, and made fun of them. The entire show, had me and my sisters laughing so hard, I promise you I cried at least three times. There were people around me of all different races, and I thought to myself before the show even began how uncomfortable I was going to feel. It was a show about racism, and the racism is towards the minorities. And I am not a minority. But they made it funny for all, even if you were the race they were stereotyping at that certain point in the show, everyone laughed, because everyone there knew they were not true (hence the word stereotype).
Although the show was hilarious, at the end of the play they took a serious turn. They made a point to show how different aspects of their lives are affect by society because we generalize them as something they are not. It was very powerful, and everyone in the Braden Auditorium (which holds 3457 people) stood and gave them a standing ovation at the end.


Go here for tickets! SEE THE SHOW! http://www.niggerwetbackchink.com/

Househousehousehousehouse

So, I feel as though this is all I write about in my blogs. My obsessions and what I love. But to be honest, if I did not write about the things I loved (or maybe in the near future the things I hate) I am not sure how I would talk about something for three hundred words if I did not absolutely love it (or hate it!)
So today, I will talk about how obsessed I am, with my favorite TV show. And do not turn away just yet boys! Just because this is a girls blog you think I will immediately begin by talking about “The Hills” or “Gossip Girl” but I have never watched an entire episode of either of those shows. Today, I will talk about the show “House”.
This show, to me, could not be more brilliantly written. And neither could the acting. I mean Hugh Laurie (who plays the character of Greg House) is British! Would you ever know?
Many say that the show is just one episode, and all the others are repeats of it, just with different, more obscure diseases. But you cannot honestly sit there and tell me that it still does not draw you in. Plus that is not all it is. There is always the backup story, why Dr. House is the way he is, who is falling for who, and what kind of problems will his drug addiction get him in. My mom says she is scared that I love that show so much, because it would be impossible to like a show if you hated the main character, and I love him (which if you have seen the show, you would know why loving House is a problem). But the reason I love him is because he breaks rules. It may not (and mostly never is) legal in a hospital setting, but he saves lives. He breaks rules, to get his fix, his high, of figuring out what someone has. Maybe not always for the right reasons but hey, everybody lies.