Puppies..

Well I never thought about something like this before, but last night the roomies and I were sitting in the living room admiring all the beautiful dogs of the house ;) and we started talking about rescue centers. Maggie rescued her dog from a kill shelter, and I've always known what these are.. but never really thought about it. It is so horrible that shelters have to put a time span on how long a puppy has to get adopted before it gets killed. I'm not like a hard core animal activist or anything, but I do have a heart and a dog of my own. There has to be another way, than just to take the puppies life because it wasn't adopted fast enough. It also makes me so sad that dogs are tossed into dumpsters out side of shelters and left in boxes with not a second thought. I honestly can't process that in my mind. ahhh sorry, but that was just a small rant that I wanted to let out.

So I’m currently looking at this half bakered blog, and I’m trying to find some thing to write about.. and it’s kinda strange. It is mostly photos of some guy and his living room and his tabby cat. I mean that’s cool I guess, but I was expecting something a little different I guess. What in the world by the way is half bakered?? If you find out, let me know? Anyway I hope that everyone has a good weekend and what not. This is my blog for today.. kinda boring.. kinda not.

Hilary? Women President?

Well to jumpstart ideas for this blog I went to the Memphis site and clicked of LeftWingCracker.. Mostly because it had an interesting name. For the second time this week I am absolutely exhausted so most of the blogs aren't appealing. I am so overwhelmed with school.. I am working on that paper, plus my first two tests are Thursday and Friday and that makes me incredibly nervous. I hate that Wendy is making us write about the issues in Memphis blogs this week because I really haven't had the extra time to thoroughly read these blogs. But while I was on the LWC, a blog about Hilary and Women being presidents sparked my attention, shockingly. It talks about this guy over hearing two women discussing how Hilary isn't going to win because she is a woman. They thought that because the bible says a man should lead the country, and that all religious Bible following people will not vote for her, even if it means voting Republican. I personally don't have my mind made up on who I would vote for. I mean I just can't rush that decision, it's my first vote. I would like to see a woman go be president, that would be so badass.. but just not Hilary. I am a Christian and I would still vote for a woman, so those women in the blog aren't entirely correct.

filthy strip clubs?

So since we are now supposed to write about the Memphis blogs, I got on it tonight to read a couple. Most of them were sort of boring to me, mostly because I took a tylenol PM to help me go to bed about an hour ago. I think that is really starting to kick in. Anyway I was reading the blog "Bring Back Whitehaven" and I scrolled down to the article about strip clubs and found some interesting topics of debate. I had no idea that next month the Shelby County Commission is going to discuss ending the sale and consumption of alcohol inside these nasty clubs. They seem to think if they limit the sale of alcohol that these business owners wouldn't be able to operate. This is something that I am against. I am certainly not pro-strip club life, but by limiting their means of income, I think the county would be violating their rights as U. S Citizens. They should not be forced out of having such a business. That is a moral issue, and since we all have our own morals, that is something that should be left up to the individual. If one individual wants to engage in that activity, then it should be available. If you don’t like it, don’t go and just go one with your daily activities. Now one point that they brought up that I really agreed on is having some type of certification. A kind of certification that involves an annual criminal background checks so that strippers can no longer be prostitutes or people that have been convicted of any other serious crime. The certification would go for the club owners as well to keep any citizens convicted of a crime out of the business. To me, this is a very smart decision. I think it would reduce a lot of drug related crimes and illegal activities at strip clubs.. don’t you?

the MONDAY.

I HATE MONDAYS. But once again, after such a long day I’m feeling rather un-inspired. I have things to say and to write about but honestly, I don’t want to right now. I’ve been up and going all day. I started working with my best friend Maggie on a big project for my granddaddy. It’s probably going to take us all this week and next to complete. But I guess that’s okay, because he’s paying us each fifteen dollars an hour. BALLIN. J On top of that I have my first two tests of the semester this week and that is definitely not something I am looking forward to. I promised myself that I was going to make this semester count and make sure I complete everything ahead of time instead of procrastinating, but my busy life keeps getting in the way. I have so much going on right now it’s crazy. I have sorority, school, life, work, weekends and sleeping. But today was fun!! Maggie and I went downtown to Harbor Town and ate at Ms. Cordelia’s sandwich shop, and then we went to work at the office. Once we got finished around six o’clock, my grandpa’s girlfriend made us some kickass chicken enchilada’s that I was pretty excited about!! Well now I’m pretty much finished, and Maggie and I are going to go work out at the Hyper.. Yay!!!!

ACAD and Ambulances.. ???

So this morning was rather interesting. I woke up early to go let the dogs I’ve been dog sitting out before going to my 9:10 class. It’s normally hard for me to get up anyway, so going and taking care of these dogs every morning has really been wearing me down. I’m so glad tomorrow is the last day!! But I get to my ACAD class and everything was pretty normal. We have the sweetest old lady professor, Dr. Hawes. We met in the computer lab today, and when I went up to talk to her she had collapsed and wasn’t responding much. I yelled for Maggie to call 911. Dr. Hawes was acting super strange, and when I lifted her up from the wall, she was dead weight. At that point my heart began to beat rapidly, I wasn’t even sure if she was breathing. I felt this intense fear crawl over my body. I put my hand over my mouth and she was breathing so that was a good sign. Finally the police came and Maggie and I explained what happened. Shortly after the police, the paramedics came and of course asked us again what happened. She was still acting very weak, and they said she might have had a stroke. Dr. Hawes was placed on a stretcher and wheeled out of J M Smith Computer lab into an ambulance. Hopefully she will be okay. I’m just glad I could be of help. I keep thinking about her, hoping she is okay. Maggie and I plan to visit her this afternoon if she is still in the hospital. So if you pray, keep her in your prayers. It’s not everyday that your teacher has to get rushed away to the hospital, so I must say this Friday was quite the Friday.

15 Minute In Class Writing..

I chose the poverty/homelessness issue because it is an issue that blows my mind. Also I chose it because no one else in the class chose it, and I think it is an issue that definitely needs to be addressed. It blows my mind that there are so many homeless people out there and instead of finding a solution to this problem the government is enabling them to continue in that lifestyle. They even give panhandlers licenses to do what they do. There also is the issue about MHA and THDA. The government uses the tax payer’s dollar to help poverty stricken families pay their rent. The problem with this is, some of these people still can't or won't pay their smaller portion of the rent, which directly affects the landlords. This is something I have seen first hand. I'm convinced that it is not because they can't afford it, but because they don't manage their money wisely. My grandfather owns about 200 homes in Memphis that are occupied by section 8 recipients. It is hell every month trying to get these people to pay. I work for him and do a lot of his office work and there hasn't been one month this entire year that all his tenants have paid. What is so ridiculous is some of these people's rent is 20 dollars or less. It doesn't make sense that they wouldn't be grateful for what they are being given and step up and do their part. Those are my ideas from today in class..

today.

So when I first heard that we had to write 750 words 5 times a week I thought that was so much work. But when I sat down yesterday and began to blog, the words just kept coming and before I knew it I had passed the required 750 words by almost a hundred. When I received the email saying that we only had to write 200 words a day, I was actually a little bummed. So sometimes when I have things to say, I will probably write a bit more than 200, but not today. I have to go babysit this foster child in about 20 minutes, and I’m not really excited about it today because I don’t feel very well. After I finish babysitting Jonathan, then I have to go take care of the dogs that I have been dog sitting all week. Then I have to go work on my fitness with Maggie. Haha. I have a lot of stuff today that I need to be doing, but I was so tired when I got out of class that I went straight to sleep and I just finally got up. Anyway sorry to disappoint anyone who was going to read the next part of my story. I will most likely continue tomorrow. I just didn’t want to continue to today, while I’m feeling rather un-inspired. Okay, see you guys in class tomorrow!!

The beginning..

Hmm… where to start?
I guess I will back track a little bit into the past and open my world up a little bit so that when I begin to blog about my daily activities you will kind of have an idea where I’ve been.

I’ll start a few years back, the summer before junior year. I had recently begun dating this guy I liked my sophomore year that April. I really really liked him, and we were quite the pair. I never had any intentions to let that interfere with my friendship with my best friend at the time, Katie, but somehow it did. The situation is rather complicated and it was nothing that I really did wrong, but somehow she began to resent mine and Taylor’s relationship. I think it was partly out of jealousy, but mostly for attention. To my surprise, right before we started back to school that fall Katie decided that she wasn’t speaking to me anymore. Naturally I was upset, because Katie had been my best friend since the fifth grade. We had many little fights in the past, and they always blew over so I had no reason to believe that this one would not. But the Lord works in a strange way. When school started she still wouldn’t speak to me and so finally I decided to accept it. We had a lot of great memories from growing up, and despite the fact that we weren’t friends, I still respected them. She however did not. She began to tell some of my friends some personal things about my family that I had been hiding. Its not that I was embarrassed about my families shortcomings, but it was just a private matter that I was not emotionally ready to unleash. It was something that I should’ve been able to share with my world, when I was ready. But unfortunately, I was robbed of that opportunity. I was so frustrated with my life at that time, and I began to shut everyone out. It seemed no matter how bad I tried to let it go, it just kept coming back. Don’t get me wrong, I’m pretty damn fearless, but this girl ripped something in the core of my soul out. I had classes with her, but I got up every morning with a smile and embraced the life I had been given. After a few weeks of dealing with the situation I was in, and lots of long, tearful conversations with my dad, (who I adore), I made the decision to drop out of Bartlett High School. I say drop out like it’s a bad thing, but it wasn’t. I withdrew the last day of first semester of my junior year, and enrolled in a private school where I studied double time. I completed the second half of my junior year and my entire senior year in the spring semester of 2007. What I once thought was the worst thing that had ever happened to me, was the one thing that enabled me to excel. I used my pain to drive me to become a better person. Not a lot of people can say they completed a year and a half of high school in one small semester, but I can, and I’m pretty proud of it. I graduated in May of 2007 and my parents couldn’t have been more proud. I thought I would miss my friends from high school and I thought we would lose touch, but it was the exact opposite. The real ones stuck the summer out with me, which by the way was the best summer of my life, so far. I made and kept so many great friendships and had too many fun nights to count. I would be lost without my friends from high school. Although they are still seniors and I have moved on to college, we are still the best of friends, and something so small as where we go to school can’t stop us from being “the girls”. I have never laughed so much, drank so much, and yet still managed to keep my life together. I still had my boyfriend Taylor, who I was beginning to grow further and further apart from. I could’ve stopped it, but some how I didn’t want to. Its funny how love works, because I honestly loved him, with ALL my heart. I just felt like things weren’t the same and that we weren’t the same people we fell in love with. Instead of causing a big scene I just let the relationship run its course. Finally when it just couldn’t go on any longer, I broke up with him after two long years of love, fights, and precious memories. Surprisingly, this is a decision that I do not regret.

Well I’ve exceeded the 750 words already, what a shock? So I’m gonna stop for today and will continue the blast from the past tomorrow. Hope you enjoy reading this.