blog 63

Blog 63. 

So we’re supposed to blog about anything…very broad topic and I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to talk about.  Maybe I should talk about what is annoying me at the moment.  I recently have been let down by the same person two times now and I guess my point is that I wish that I could depend on people.  I mean, if you say you’re going to do something, just do it.  I think that if you never intended to do it in the first place, then people shouldn’t open their mouths.  It’s as simple as that.  Also, I feel that some people need to understand that their words affect more than just them.  If you say one thing and don’t do it, then it has a whole ripple affect on everyone and that sometimes, the affects is a negative one.  Ok, now that that is off my chest, I’ll say that I visited my boyfriend because I had no school tomorrow (than you Leslie!) and I just found out two out of his three classes were cancelled so now that means he can spend most of the day with him! Yay! I love spending time with him, I could honestly say that I never get sick of him or his company.  I am completely out of things that I’d like to talk about and I’m just filling hti s with empty words with no meaning.  I hope you all had a great memorial day weekend with your families, I know I did! 

blog 62

blog 62

Something that really scares me is the unknown.  I’m scared of the future and the reason is because I’m afraid that my life won’t turn out how I want it to turn out.  I’m afraid that everything that I’ve looked forward to in my life will come to no fruition and that everything I’ve wanted is never going to happen.  To be honest (and probably rude) I’m afraid that I’m going to end up living in a trailer with my 13 children who will most likely not graduate high school.  I’m just afraid of being broke when I grow up and not being able to support my family.  I know money isn’t very important, but you have to agree that it’s somewhat important.  I’m afraid that I will end up worthless and that no one will have respect for me when I’m older.  You know the people I’m talking about, the people who look like they are so unintelligent and that they live I a trailer, I’m really afraid that I’m going to become one of these people.  The mom’s who have to stretch the paycheck to make ends meet, who are so frustrated with life, living in a middle class home and generally not happy.  Mostly, I’m afraid that in the future, I’m going to become the embodiment of everything I don’t want to become.   This is why the unknown scares me so much because the future is so up in the air and everything is practically played by ear and that it is everything I hate to  do.  I like a clear, concise plan and quite frankly, I just can’t have one of those. 

blog 61

Blog 61

OK, I admit it, I missed the blog yesterday because I was just too excited about coming home to remember.  But that topic of this blog is to blog about something that concerns me I this world.  What concerns me most would have to be world hunger.  I just can’t understand how so many people take for granted the fact that they have food, and even waste their food when others are starving and dying of hunger.  A girl who live down the hall from me will throw away the best of foods only because she is a really picky eater.  For example, when we went to dinner for a friend’s birthday, she threw away all of her entrée because “it had too much cheese on it.”  I was enraged by this because the restaurant can’t do anything but throw it out and she just wasted so much food.  I feel if people were to just clean their plates at night (without overeating and contributing to the increasing trend of obesity) that not only will more food go to others in this world, but also maybe even the landfills will fill up less quickly and we might be able to conserve energy too because less food would need to be grown, transported, cooked, etc.  I just feel like people should be more appreciative of what they have instead of being little primadonnas about everything and realize they are lucky just to have food.  

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The biggest mistake I ever made was…oh this is kinda difficult.  Hmmmmmm I’m I history and really bored because he just talks and talks and talks and never stops! I think the biggest mistake I ever made was that I quit softball in the middle of my senior year because my high school coach told me I had no chance of making the team.  Now, I know what you’re thinking “she probably wasn’t that good.” But I played competitive softball team on the travel team Phoenix and also the Ohio Classics.  Both teams I was on went to nationals every summer and my Phoenix team won nationals in 2008 at the Pony nationals.  So, I’m not sure, but I’m pretty sure I was pretty talented on the field.  I also started as catcher my freshman year on the varsity team (the year we made it to districts).  So I’d have to say I wasn’t horrible.  But my sophomore year, the old coach retired and a young, bitchy coach (Jeanette)  began coaching and she had her favorites who she had coached on her own travel team.  So basically, she hated me because I didn’t play for her own travel team my whole life and she had already made up her own team before try-outs even began.  The reason why I finally quit was because at try-outs, she pulled me aside and said “don’t even bother trying out, because you won’t make it.” So why would I waste anymore of my time? I quit and regret that decision everyday.  I know I could start again if I wanted, but I just have no time.  School literally takes up all of my time and it’s more important to me.  Although school is important, it doesn’t stop the whole in my heart that softball used to fill.  I really miss playing, but I just don’t feel like I could go back. Well anyways, that’s my biggest mistake.

blog 56

So I just realized that I mixed up today and yesterday so today I’m going to blog about my favorite place.  My favorite place in the world is Charleston, South Carolina.  My family and I go down there every summer and it’s absolutely gorgeous.  Every summer, my auntie Mar, Uncle Mike, Auntie Jeanne, my mom, my dad, my brother and I go down to Kiawah Island (20 miles away from Charleston) and stay in a vacation condo for a week.  We used to have one more vacationer, my uncle Don, but he passed away last year and his absence is very noticeable.  I went to Kiawah one year after his passing and it was almost unbearable.  Everything I had known before had gone and the vacation seemed kind of empty.  Even though I really love Kiawah Island, I have chosen not to go this year because it literally broke my heart going without my uncle Don.  But the main reason why I love Charleston and South Carolina in general is because everything is natural beauty.  Everything there has been the same for hundreds of years, the families who live there are from the plantations of the 1800s.  There is old money there, people who have more class that I could even imagine.  I love that Charleston isn’t a very hot vacation spot and therefore, it’s not a tourist trap.  I just love the serenity of the city and I miss it everyday.  But I don’t think I could face another week of a half empty house without the laughter of my uncle ringing through the vents.

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My best friend in the entire world I would have to say is my boyfriend.  I know a lot of people would warn be against saying that, and tell me not to put all my eggs in one basket, but it’s true.  We’ve been dating for a year. Me and him have a completely different relationship, better than I’ve ever experienced.  He understands every little bit about me and he is so sensitive and caring.  When I’m sick, he’ll be whatever it takes to be by my side and help me feel better.  If I’m hurt, he’ll run errands for me so that I have everything I need.  He’s really sensitive to my emotions and needs and I really can’t imagine my life without him.  Since we started dating a year ago, my life ahs improved beyond anything I can compare with.  It is like going from riding the subway to school every day to riding a limosine (in a figurative sense).  Every bit of my life has become richer since I met him and I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.  I feel so comfortable around him, and I know I can be complete goofy self around him and I don’t have to worry about him thinking I’m too weird for him.  Ever since I can remember, people always thought I was really weird if I would show them my weird side, so I hardly let anyone see it, but when I showed him myself, he loved it and embraced it.  I can see me spending the rest of my life with this guy.  And truthfully, I think we’ll make it because we have the friendship to back up or love.

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Once I caught a shark, once I  dotted the “I” and once I went sky diving.  Which one is true? The truth is, I’ve never been sky diving.  I caught a small sand shark once when I was on vacation in Kiawah south Carolina.  I dotted the “I” m senior homecoming half-time show.  We had such a large marching band that we had enough people to spell Strongsville with everyone.  And that year, I was the captain of our marching band’s tuba section.  So I had the honor of dotting the “I”.  I have never been sky diving, but I have always wanted to.  It seems like one of the greatest things anyone can do for the ultimate rush.  I’m so excited to one day go sky diving, but until that day comes, I’ll just have to look forward to it.  Ok.  So I have nothing really else to talk about.  So I’m gonna talk about how I went to 8 fest at OU and it was such a bad idea.  It was sooooooo muddy and everyone got completely covered in a thick layer of mud.  Also, I got cut really bad on foot and I think it’s infected because there is no Neosporin to be found at all in my boyfriend’s dorm L! I am really surprised that there is nothing to help me clean out my cut and I’m really worried that it’s going to be infected.  If it gets infected, I’m not sure how I’m going to explain this to my parents.

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My word that I am going to blog about is hate.   I hate that I have to blog everyday for this English class.  None of my other freshman friends had to blog every single day in their class.  I also hate how mean people can be.  I’m at ou this weekend with my boyfriend and his friends don’t like me for some strange reason that I don’t know.  And I hate that they never gave me a chance and disliked me without ever getting to know me.  They think that girlfriends just get in the way and are a pain in the ass, therefore, they think my boyfriend should just break up with me.  I really don’t get it.  Mostly I don’t get it because all of my friends back home at osu never have a problem with me and my boyfriend.  They understand that I care about him so much and that I want to spend as much time with him as possible.  But for some reason, these kids down here in ou don’t understand that.  Another thing I hate is some people are s mean on facebook because they feel really empowered by the fact that they can’t be interrupted.  I just realized lately that some people think that facebook is a good place to have an intelligent argument and then it just turns into a name calling match.  I just really feel like this is really immature.

blog 51

I am supposed to blog about my major.  I am a nursing major at the Ohio State University.  The nursing building is located at Newton hall right off of 10^th ave.  My advisors are Jenny Cisar-Lawrence and Nicole Fette.  I just got accepted to the major on April 17^th.  The reason why I remember the date is because it is the best day of my life to date.  It was the day that everything I did paid off in the end, and I have to say it’s been the happiest day of my life so far.  Nursing school had previously been like a weight on my shoulders since literally the day I moved in.  the first day of college, my RA, who is also a nursing major, told us all about how hard it was to get into nursing school and that we were gonna have to work our asses off in order to get into the college.  So since the very first day, I’ve been so stressed out and when I got the letter, it was like the happiest day of my life.  I was really shocked when I found out because I did not have a 4.0 and I assumed that only those straight A students were gonna be accepted, except I was the first person in my floor to find out and it was the best feeling in the world.  My major is a 3 year program and I’m so excited to immerse myself in nursing school.  I can’t wait to graduate and sign my anem with a RN-BSN after it J

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If I could meet anyone in the world, dead or alive (excluding Jesus, for obvious reasons) I would want to meet my maternal grandmother.  She passed away when I was three years old from Alzheimer’s.   I have only one memory of her: she was in the nursing home and my mother was brushing her hair.  I also have another different memory of her: it was in a dream and she came to me right after she died and told me that it was going to be ok and that she loved me.  I am almost positive that this really was her coming to talk to the only grandchild she never met.  The reason why I want to meet is because of all the amazing things I hear about her from my mom and her sisters.  My mom learned a lot of what she knows from her including cooking.  I’ve also heard some stories about how she acted and her personality.  I just wish I could have met this awesome person, someone who everyone loves and misses so much.  I wish I could have had a home cooked meal from her and sat down and talked to her.  I wish I could tell her how much I love her and miss her in my life.  I wish I could tell her how my life is going, how I’m going to nursing school and how amazing of a job she did of raising my own mother.  I just know she was an amazing woman through what everyone else said and if I could meet anyone, I’d meet her so that I could know for myself.  I only had one grandma growing up and she’s AMAZING but there will always be that whole in my heart where my other grandma’s love was meant to be.

blog 49

I had a dream……. Yea I know that was cheesy, but I just couldn’t help it.  You’d probably do it too if you had the chance! Well, in all seriousness, I did have a dream. But in order for my dream to make sense, I will have to give you some background information.  Primarily, it’s important for you guys to understand that I have been in a long distance relationship for a little more than 11 months.  His name is Mitchell, he’s 6’4”, has a Mohawk, and plays football (just to give you a visual).  He goes to Ohio University in Athens, Ohio, about 1.5 hours away.  I haven’t seen him for two weeks and I was supposed to go to Ohio University this weekend to visit him and go to 8 Fest with him.  But lately I’ve been thinking I’m not going to go because this is the last weekend at Ohio State to party because next weekend, everyone is going home for Memorial Day, and the weekend after that is the week before finals.  So basically, this is the last weekend for my friends and I to get it all out and go crazy.  But last night, I had a dream that I was on the bus to Athens (I take the greyhound bus to Athens…I know, classy).  I’m actually kind of glad I had to blog about a dream because it’s making me think that maybe I SHOULD go to OU, this weekend.  I mean, if I’m dreaming about going to OU, I must want to go there.  After all, a dream is a wish your heart makes………<-- Cinderalla reference!

blog 48

SO I’m supposed to blog about something that fascinates me in nature...  I’d like to talk about the tv show River Monsters.  It’s about this guy (I can’t remember his name) and he goes all around the world to rivers in search of monsters that are allegedly living in the waters.  I think this shows, and this part of nature is fascinating because so little is known about these animals simply because they live under the water and the water they live in is really murky and it’s difficult to spot them.  Also, their very allusive due to the rushing river water that is constantly flowing through.  So it’s nearly impossible to catch them, and once they are caught, it’s almost impossible to observe them in their natural behavior due to the fact that any type of video recording doesn’t work.  SO even if fishermen catch the fish, they are not really sure what these big fish are capable of or who they prey on.  It’s always been fascinating to me the types of fish that live in the sea, in rivers and also in ponds.  I think the fact that these animals live in the water and their existence is virtually unknown to humans because it’s so difficult to track their life.  Ok, I’m gonna cut this short to talk about woodfest.  I was there and I got maced.  I think the police over reacted and also acted too quickly.  I’m thinking that the cops should be charged with police brutality because they attack the whole crowd when only a few people threw their cans of beer on the car and because they beat the crap out of two of the kids they arrested.  What do you think?

this is not a blog, it's just some thoughts bouncing around in my head

I'm really starting to enjoy blogging now that our topics are so much ore personal.  At the beginning of the quarter, I hated them, but now i really enjoy it and i really enjoy reading other people's blogs.  It's a lot easier to comment on other people's blogs when you actually enjoy reading them. Ok that's all :)

blog #47

the first boy I ever liked was in kindergarten and his name was Stetson_______.  His last name will be edited for his protection.  He was the cutest boy in my class and I was absolutely in love with him.  Every quarter, the kids in my kindergarten class were allowed to switch seats and every quarter, I sat right next to Stetson because I thought we were going to get married.  I was so obsessed; I’m even a little worried about my level of obsession.  If I had been a little older, people would have considered me a complete stalker because I wrote about him in my diary every night (I still have that diary).  I was his best friend, and he was my secret love that I was convinced was going to last forever.  But tragically, fate stepped in and his family moved to Florida for a while for his dad’s career in professional baseball.  I didn’t see him for a long time after that until randomly, I saw him at the same clinic that I had batting lessons at.  How strange? He came over and was talking to my batting instructor like they were familiar.  I came to find out that my batting instructor was Stetson’s dad and they moved back a little while earlier when his dad stopped playing and started coaching.  What were the odds? So the next time I saw him, I looked him straight in the eye and said, “Hello, do you remember me?”  It was a long shot, but yes! He remembered me! I couldn’t believe it.  After all this time, he still remembered me, but at that point we had nothing in common.  He was a baseball star and was being drafted in the MLB and I was just trying to get a scholarship for softball.  He actually got drafted to the Pittsburg Pirates and is a huge pick for the draft.  And to this day, I wonder if he would have stayed in my home-town, we might have had something.  But I’ll never know because he moved away…

blog 46

I’m going to blog about inconsiderate people.  Mostly because I have to deal with an inconsiderate roommate this entire year and I’m completely done with her crap.  She calls me a messy roommate but I’m not the one who never cleans up.  I admit, sometimes I’m a little messy, but I always pick up after myself.   She, on the other hand, NEVER cleans.  I went to OU this weekend and when I came back: the dorm room was covered in her puke, the bathroom sink had a thick layer of film that was caused from GOD knows what, the bathroom trash was literally a heap of papers and it was overflowing onto the ground, there was no toilet paper, there was a pile of someone’s back eye makeup on the floor, the ground was sticky from spilled drinks, my bedspread had puke on it, there was ice tea powder mix all over the TV table (might I add that the iced tea mix was mine and I never said she could use it) and also, all FOUR (yes FOUR) trash cans were filled and overflowing.  This is what I came home to and she was nowhere to be found.  The room smelled atrocious and I almost vomited just standing in there.  Who does that? Who leaves a room like that? I was beyond furious at this point because I am the only one who ever cleans the floors or the bathrooms and I feel like she hoped I would just clean it for her.  Well there’s my rant.  I don’t like inconsiderate people, so if you’re living in a space, just remember you contribute to the mess too.

blog 45

A trip that meant a lot to me was my trip to Williamsburg, Virginia, that I took in 2^nd or 3^rd grade with my entire family.  I know what you’re thinking…Williamsburg? Isn’t that where they dress up and reenact colonial times? Yes, exactly, that’s what they do.  I went with all of my dad’s brothers, and all of his cousins (each had their own family) so it was approximately 30 people we were traveling with.  All the cousins were similar in age and we had a blast just goofing around, laying outside, learning some fun facts, and the parents had a good time too (I think).   The reason why this trip sticks out to me the most is because this was the first time I actually felt like my family members were more than just family members, but also friends.  Before that time, I couldn’t remember inside jokes or laughing for the sake of laughing.  I remember one instance, when we were all crammed into a mini van, driving back from dinner when my uncle bob ripped the BIGGEST fart I’ve ever heard.  And if you know mini vans, you know that there are no windows and we were all dying and laughing.  Finally, his wife, aunt Di opened the sliding doors to the cars and we were just driving down the road with the doors open trying not to die from the fumes.  This might seem really lame, but it was one of those “had to be there moments” and I still think this was the best vacation I had ever been on.

blog 43

the best present I’ve ever been given was my iphone,  Given to me when I was a junior in high school for Christmas.  My mom surprised me after my faithful phone of 3 years broke and I was without contact with the outside world for about a week.  As soon as I got the phone, I felt so awesome because this was back when not many people had iphones.  I remember going to school the next day and feeling like the coolest person in the world because I had the hottest piece of technology.  My mom was so cool for abut 6 months after that for giving me an awesome gift.  Ummm there’s not much more to talk about so I guess I’ll talk about how beautiful it is outside.  I’m on the oval and there are so many people! There are dogs, frisbee-ers, people doing gymnastics and a tight-rope walker! I can’t believe how many people are here.  The animals make me want to have an animal of my own next year! I have a little kitty names lily who I’m almost tempted to take to school with me next year because she’s so cute! I’m not sure if my mom would let me so maybe I should just smuggle her in my purse or something out of the house… I haven’t really planned this out yet, but I’m gonna try as hard as I can to make a pet next year possible.  Wish me luck!

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I’ve only had two jobs because my parents believed that my number one job is being a student.  Thankfully they believed that otherwise, I feel like my grades would have gone down.  My longest job I’ve had is working a McDonald’s unfortunately.  Surprisingly, 1 in 4 Americans have worked there and therefore, I am not going to be surprised if any of you have worked there.  Honestly I can say that I hated working there.  It was awful, disgusting, intense, and at times degrading.  Not only were the people you worked with idiots, but also the bosses were power hungry and the customers treated me like sh*t.  (can I say that?).  Let’s start with the fellow employees I worked with; most of them were high school drop outs who literally partied and did drugs all day long and came to work under the influence of god knows what.  Most tried very hard to feel accepted by asking if I wanted to have “some of this or try a puff of that,” and I obviously said no.  I’m not trying to be mean, but a lot of the people there just weren’t worth even remembering.  Next, the bosses that I worked under were just crew members promoted.  I think it’s great hat they have been in my position, but after promotions, they weren’t trained to be good managers.  Consequently, they did not know how to treat their employees nor did they care if they insulted you.  Lastly, the customers treated me like I was worthless because I worked at McDonald’s.  If I would mess up (which happened a lot, I’m only human) I was yelled at by the customers who felt empowered because they were in their car and had momentary courage to yell at someone because they could just drive away.  They knew I couldn’t say anything back so they would just antagonize me and belittle me.  I hated working there also because the work was very unclean and labor intensive.  Cleaning bathrooms and washing the floors is not what I signed up for and it was incredibly gross that I was expected to go back to handling food afterwards.  Overall, I have to say it taught me how to deal with different types of people,  but I definitely say that I will never work for McDonald’s again because I’m going to get an education so that it’s not necessary to work there.

blog 41

One culture that has intrigued me since I was younger has always been the German culture.  My family is half German so obviously my family is richly influenced by the Germanic traditions.  We always hide the pickle in the tree, we put our shoes out on St. Nicholas day, we make all the traditional foods, etc.  In eight grade, the students could pick which language they would like to study and naturally I chose to study the German language.  I loved it because the Germanic language is very similar to the English language (it was very easy) and also, some of their towns have been around for thousands of years and their buildings are still structurally sound.  It really makes me wonder why our dorms have to be remodeled after only 40 years of use.  Also, they have parades where they wear special costumes every year and that really intrigues me because I always wondered how they began those traditions.  I don’t really have much more to say about Germany just because I stopped learning about it when I came to college.  I really wished I would have continued and gotten a minor, but that was simply too much work.  So now, I’d like to talk abut palmer fest and the craziness that was entailed.  The people who go to OU are nuts and start drinking at noon! I’ve never seen more alcoholics in my life.  Also,  three of my friends got arrested.  Safe to say, it was a good weekend J

blog 40

Today is a great day because I finally get to speak my mind on my blog! The topic for today is to blog about a family member.  I think I’m gonna blog about the most amazing woman I know…my MOM! Seeing as it’s almost Mother’s day, I have been thinking about her a lot more lately.  She’s amazing in everyway possible.  I don’t know of anyone who works harder than she does.  When I was in elementary school, she switched form working regular hours at the hospital to working the night shift (11-7) to make more money and also to be able to attend after school functions and be home when we got home.  I can’t think of a more selfless thing because a lot of the times, she hardly got enough sleep at night due to her prior obligations ad the fact that she had so much to do.  Other things that I love about her are that she attended every single one of my softball games growing up.  She was my rock, my biggest fan and also my encouragement.  It meant so much to me that after I made a great play, or hit a homerun I could look over to the stands and see her face smiling at me.  I think that it’s obvious that I love her, and that is why I hope to be similar to her.  I’m hoping to follow in her footsteps someday and become a nurse, which is why I’m in the nursing program at OSU.  I got in about 3 weeks ago and she was the first person to know.  She is the most important woman in my life and I love her so much!  

blog 39

I ALWAYS mess up commas, colons and semicolons! I have so many thoughts bouncing around in my head at all times and I just don’t know when to break up the ideas.  In my heading, I just thousands of thoughts just rushing, rushing, rushing when I’m writing a paper and I just don’t know how to organize all of my ideas into structured, intelligible ideas.  So anyways… I have nothing else to talk about except that I’m at Ohio University right now because of Palmer fest! If any of you don’t know what Palmer fest is, it’s a huge party in Athens.  OU have a street named Palmer and every year, they close down Palmer Street and the entire student body parties on the street.  The police every year have to be very careful otherwise the partying can turn into a riot.  A lot of times, the party ends in someone lighting a couch on fire.  AS you can imagine, the party is then shut down by the cops for fire hazards and also the party normally gets too out of control.  I’m really, really, really hoping that I get to witness the epicness of Palmer fest before it gets shut down because it’s a legend.  This is one of the reasons why OU is known for being a party school.  I know I got really off topic, but I was so happy to have the freedom to write about what I wanted to talk about.  Hope you all have a great weekend!!!! J

blog #38

blog 38

have you ever felt that you’re just too stressed out? Too stressed to eat, too stressed to think, too stressed to SLEEP? If you are among the millions of American teenagers either in college or entering college, then you know exactly what I mean.  Its hard to describe the feeling, but stress can be as noticeable as weights physically being pushed down on your shoulders and chest.  It’s like no matter how hard I try, there is always something there, bothering me, nagging at my thoughts, robbing me of my complete blissful apathy.  Personally, I can truthfully say that the only time I don’t feel stressed is on summer break, winter break and also spring break.  Other than that, I have papers, quizzes and midterms on my mind creeping into my non-school social life.  The stress lately is getting to a point that I feel that no matter how hard I work, how long I study or how much I care, the results will always be the same and that I will be a huge failure.  But where does this stress stem from? What makes students feel as if the have to perform so well and place their bodies under strenuous amounts of anxiety? The answer is a combination of parents’ and societal expectations.  Everyone is expecting the next generation to be way better, when in fact we’re all the same and our lives are placed on a pedestal that doesn’t belong there.

blog #37

Blog 37

This blog is supposed to be a personal anecdote or a hypothetical situation that can relate to my commonplace paper.  My commonplace paper is about the changing society that places more stress on teenagers and college students in order to be more competitive.  I missed yesterday’s blog and today I’d prefer to write a hypothetical situation because I’d like to think that there is an end to the stress that college students are placed on, I’m somewhat hopeful that my own children won’t have to deal with the stress that I’ve had placed on me.  Although, I personally don’t see any end to the raising standards only because Americans are obsessed with competition and becoming better at everything they do.  And Americans were once the leader of our world in everything: technology, education, and in jobs.  Now however, other countries like Japan and China are becoming super powers too and are finally catching up to us when it comes to technology and possibly jobs, other countries (Japan and China included) are also catching up to America when it comes to education.   Most other countries don’t focus on educating everyone, but only educating those who seem to have high potential.  Therefore, they have a more balanced population and the competition isn’t too high.  But in America, everyone is expected to get higher education, which creates really high competition within our country, not to mention the competition between countries.  I don’t really see any hypothetical situation where America doesn’t have higher standards and yet doesn’t become dumber in the process.

blog # 35

Blog 35

The purpose of this paper is to relate to my audience.  I don’t want my audience to think that I feel that I’m above them, or that I am nothing similar to them.  After a viewer reads my paper, they will understand that we’re all in a similar situation and that it’s ok to feel stressed out due to the pressure of your parents.  I want someone to read my article and think, this girl knows exactly how I am feeling right now and that maybe it’s ok to feel stressed out an maybe a little over whelmed.  Also I want people to fell calmer after reading this, hopefully they will notice that there are solutions to this feeling of stress and pressure.  When my paper is finished, I hope to offer up a few techniques to dealing with stress.  I hope that my readers will read these techniques and take them seriously so that they can cope with the pressures they have been put under too.  Not only is article for other people’s purposes, but also for myself.  I feel constant pressure daily to perform well in school, and this article can be an outlet for my feelings.  Overall, I would like y paper to be instructive and helpful to not only myself, but also the audience that this goes out to.   I hope that my article will be published so that maybe, some stressed out OSU freshman will read this article and know that there are other people in this world who are feeling the same way as them.

blog # 34

I’d like to present myself as someone taking a serious stance on this because to me, this is no joking matter.  I will be using 1^st and 3^rd person because I feel it is necessary so that I can share my own personal experienced with the reader.  I don’t thin I’ll be joking much in this paper, but if the opportunity arises, I may crack a joke.  I will begin writing…

In today’s world, life is harder than it used to be.  One has to be smarter, more experienced and more qualified than ever before.  The expectations for our generations has changed so drastically in the last couple of years that it’s scary to think what the next generation will be expected to do

            Over the course of history, children and parents were similar: boys did the same profession as their father, girls were homemakers, everyone had the same level of education, etc.  The rate of change between generations was very gradual up until only about 50 years ago.   In the 1950s, a college education was not necessary to a happy ending.  My own grandfather never went to college  and earned an income by being a butcher, policeman, councilman and also an agent at Allstate.  At the time, all of those positions did not require a college education, with the exception of a few of those professions, college educations or some kind of higher education is needed for those professions today. 

blog # 33

Blog 33

My story and topic is very relevant.  Every student at the Ohio State University has been placed under tremendous amounts of stress in order to get into this great college.  No doubt, every student had to buckle down in high school and perform really well in order to achieve a high GPA and perform well on the ACT  or SAT.  Whether the pressure was placed on the student via the parents, grandparents, family members, teachers, principals, or advisors, the student had to have been encouraged from some type of adult figure.  Every student today has felt that, compared to their parent’s generation, the standards have risen.  When my father was in college, going to Ohio State wasn’t a very high achievement.  Now, however, getting into Ohio State and graduating from Ohio State is an accomplishment and achievement.  Using that example exclusively, the standards have risen drastically.  When my father went to Ohio State, the required minimum GPA was a 2.0.  Now however, the average accepted GPA is a 3.8 or higher.  Ohio State is working hard to raise their standards, and they’re not the only ones.  Nationwide, colleges and universities are working to make their university better than the rest.  As a result, the standard for everything has risen.  This causes competition to increase.  Even today, college graduates have no leg up against the competition because a majority of the people applying for the job are in the same boat.  As a result, the world is becoming more and more competitive.