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Dear future ENGL 110 students,

Congrats on making it into OHIO STATE! I hope you’re enjoying yourself so far and are learning a lot.  If you’re in this class, it must be because you are required to take it, the same was true for me.  I originally thought this class was going to be the most pointless class I’ll ever take and I assumed it was going to be just like high school English.  I was wrong on both accounts: I learned so much form this class and it was entirely nothing like high school English.  I learned how to write and organize my thoughts in an intelligent way and I also learned to express how I’m feeling without straight out saying “I think…” This class taught me how to write and how to revise my own writing, which is incredibly important to writing well written papers.  My suggestion to you in taking this class is to stay on top of your blogs.  It’s really difficult to remember, but if you wrote a lot of blogs in a row, or wrote them early in the day, you’d be more likely to write the blogs on time.  Also visiting the writing center is a great way to get other people to read your writing and to have another person’s opinion about how on track you are with your writing.  Overall, I encourage you to explore in college and write creatively.  Have fun and enjoy life!

Sincerely,

Current ENGL 110 student

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so we’re almost done! School is almost over and it makes me sad.  This school year went by so fast and I’m desperately trying to hold on to it.  I loved my first year of college and I’m afraid that next year won’t be as awesome.  I met so many people and made so many new friends.  I learned so much, I learned to think for myself, I learned how to take care of myself, I learned how to be responsible and I learned more than I can even express in words.  I wouldn’t trade my first year of college with anything because I feel like this is the best thing anyone could ever experience in the world.  Ohio state is the best school in the country and I’m proud to be a buckeye.  I came here a sheltered freshman knowing nothing about Ohio state, Columbus, or surviving in a city by myself.  I learned not to talk to strangers, I learned to walk in groups at night, I learned that a little money goes a long way if you spend it wisely.  And I also learned that laundry is very expensive.  But most of all, I learned that there are so many amazing people in the world if I were to only open up and talk to them and let them inside.  I feel like OSU is a great place to start college and I would recommend that if you’re between OSu and another school, chose OSU because you won’t regret it 

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we’re supposed to blog about anything….well I’ll talk about how weird the people who live in Columbus are.  I drove the cota but (like I always do) to the greyhound station.  My boyfriend visited this weekend from ou and there is a bus that runs there fro really cheap.  Well there are just really strange people in Columbus.  I saw so many drunk people on a Sunday! I also saw a drug deal…. I feel like such a sheltered person haha.  But I think the funniest part was my boyfriend’s expression when he saw all those people.  I think he was really shocked by how some people acted.  He goes to school at Ohio University.  If any of you know anything about OU, the school is located in Athens, Ohio.  The smallest, hick town in Ohio I think.  There are no buses, no homeless people, no crazy religious fanatics, or anything remotely out of the ordinary.  But in Columbus, those things are common and even normal.  So when he visits, I feel like I’m exposing him to too much and sort of taking him out of his element.  He always looks so uncomfortable in Columbus and it amuses me because it’s normal for me and I’m completely used to it.  I know Columbus can be a little overwhelming at times, but I love it and I love it’s craziness.  It’s an alive city and always has something going on.  I’m gonna miss this city this summer.

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Blog 67

I am blogging about how excited I am for summer break! It’s all I can think about and I’m so ready to be free from stress! Also summer is an exciting time for me because it is both my boyfriend’s birthday, my birthday, our anniversary and harry potter  7 part II is coming out! :D plus my parents are going on vacation for a whole week this summer and I’m so excited to have the house to myself and not have any rules! Ummm I’m kinda out of things to talk about.  So I guess I can talk about how I’ve done two all-nighters this week and my body is taking a long time to recover.  I always used to be able to do all-nighters no problem, but in college I have to do all-nighters quite regularly and I think my body is starting to take notice.  I’m just exhausted and my body feels sluggish the next day after the all-nighter.  I also feel weak and my limbs feel so heavy, so things like eating and carrying any type of object are just more difficult so me.  I think that this summer I’m going to take care of myself by getting enough sleep every night and drinking plenty of water to stay hydrated.  I think I might also be dehydrated because my dorm room is so hot! I live on the 11^th floor and it’s a sauna! Sleeping, studying, and sitting cause me to break out in a sweat…you get the picture.  The sooner summer is here, the sooner I can get back to being happy, healthy and comfortable!

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I’m supposed to write about anything I want today, so I’d like to talk about how excited I am for summer to begin! It’s already June their…meaning I only have 6 more days until I’m out of this hot, muggy no AC dorm and am back at home with my cat and my dog, all my friends and my family! I’m so happy to have experienced freshman year at college, but I miss home and really need a break.  Leaving is kind of bitter sweet to me because I love the people on my floor so much.  We all get along, we all hang out together and we all love to drink and go out together.  From what I’ve heard from other people at OSU, most dorm floors are really clichey and hardly get along (for the most part).  But park 11 (which is where I live) is so much not like that at all.  People on our floor leave their doors open and love when people walk in.  I feel the freedom to just walk into anyone’s room and start a conversation with them and I love that so much.  I think the first few weeks back at home are going to be quite a shock when I don’t have people around me at all times.  In a way, I feel safer that I have people living on all sides of me.  I feel like my freshman year at OSU couldn’t possibly have been better and I’m excited for next year to come! But I really hope that next year is just as good because I had the time of my life my freshman year at OSU! GO BUCKS!

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Blog 64

We’re supposed to blog about anything.  Well…I can talk about how I am the WORST procrastinator ever.  I literally had all quarter to write a 7-10 page paper and I of course waited til the night before to work on it.  I mean, I’ve been thinking a lot about it and doing the research, but it seems like that didn’t help at all.  I feel like any preliminary research I ever do is mute because my paper inevitably takes its own course and I can’t really anticipate where it’s going to go.  So mostly, I just do the research as I write the paper.  I’m sure every professor is cringing at that, but it’s true.  I’m not saying I just start right off the bat not knowing anything, I know the main history points about what I’m writing about, but I tried to look up quotes before I started writing and those quptes are pretty much useless at this point unless I’d like to write a whole paragraph just to explain one quote.  So here I am, cramming the day before a paper is due to turn this in.  I feel like this is almost inevitable at this point.  I just can’t get myself to do anything unless it’s absolutely necessary.  I really need to reevaluate my life, or else I’m gonna be trying to get by on just the bare minimum.  I feel like that describes a slacker and that’s the opposite of what I want to be labeled as.  Ok well, I have to get back to my paper.  Have a good day everyone!

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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! 

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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. 

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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!

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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 :)

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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…