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.