Monday, February 25, 2008

StarT 02/25- ANXIETY!

This is an article I was reading on anxiety. It is the story of a girl names Rachel, but it can relate to anyone. I have been dealing with issues like this for years!


When you look at your friends and classmates, you might see the tall, lanky nerd who always gets straight As, the popular senior who is always laughing and smiling, or that classmate who seems to have everything under control. Sometimes this is all they will allow you to see.
And that's a shame.
Because what you may have heard before is trite but true: Nobody's perfect. In a world where people may seem perfect — or at least in control and normal — we often see ourselves as abnormal or not good enough. Whether they show it or not, though, everybody has problems of one kind or another.
The First Signs
It was the spring of my junior year of high school — a particularly stressful time for many students. I had schoolwork to do, APs to study for, nightly soccer practice, and pit band rehearsal for the school musical. To put it lightly, I was overloaded.
One night while I was sitting in my final dress rehearsal for the school play, I started thinking about my boyfriend. We'd been dating since the beginning of the school year, and because he was my first boyfriend, I was very inexperienced when it came to relationships. As I was sitting in rehearsal that night, thoughts about our relationship just kept popping up in my head. Where was our relationship going? Was it a good, healthy relationship? What was it really based on?
While these were normal questions for anyone to ask, my reactions to them were both mentally and physically overwhelming. I couldn't focus on playing my music, and I started breathing too quickly and trembling, convinced that my boyfriend would dump me and my world would fall apart. I kept imagining only the worst outcomes from this situation, until finally I couldn't sit with the band anymore. I had to leave the auditorium during the last full dress rehearsal and run to the bathroom, where I began retching in one of the stalls.
Falling Deeper
After that night, things began to worsen sharply. I missed the next 3 days of school because I told my mom I was too sick to go. And while this was true — I couldn't keep any food down for 3 days — I knew it was more because of my fears than because of any physical illness.
During those 3 days I lay in bed and constantly worried. I tried thinking through what was bothering me, and decided that any relationship that bothered me that much couldn't be good. I broke up with my boyfriend, figuring that would help, but once I had done that I still felt worried. I figured something else was wrong with my life, maybe that I was too stressed. I quit the soccer team and hoped that would help.
It didn't, and now I felt even worse. There was even more to worry about — what did my now ex-boyfriend think of me? Did he hate me? How could he still want to get back together with someone as messed up as me? Would my soccer coach think that I was just a quitter? Was I a quitter?
I started to notice that I became easily distracted from my work. In classes I would zone out of discussions completely, constantly worrying about my friends and my life, and wondering if I was normal. My psychology class was especially hard to sit through. I was sure that once we started learning new material, people would find out that I was weird or maybe even insane. What if everything I was experiencing was due to schizophrenia? I was sure I'd end up in an institution, crazy, lonely, and forgotten by all.
Over the next few weeks things improved, only to worsen again during summer vacation. My heart would race, and with all my worries I'd be too jittery to sit still. At my worst I was so nervous that anything I'd eat I'd just throw up again because I was so worried.
My parents started to worry that I was anorexic, and I only felt more misunderstood. I wanted to eat, I wanted to feel full and healthy, but my body wasn't letting me. "Just stop worrying," my parents would tell me. "You're not trying hard enough. If you just try harder you can make this stop."
But I had been trying so hard — did they think I wanted to be like this? This wasn't me at all. The me I knew was happy, fun, and lighthearted if not carefree. Now I just cried and worried, steadily lost weight, and withdrew from my friends so they couldn't find out what was happening to me. My parents knew something was very wrong and that they had to intervene. And so, for the first time ever, I ended up seeing a psychologist.
Seeing a Psychologist
I begged my parents not to make me go, and when they refused, screamed at them for forcing me to go against my will. When we showed up I was ready to hate my psychologist and show my parents how pointless this was.
And then I actually met the psychologist and found out he wasn't such a bad guy. He was there to help me — not to report back to my parents, not to have me committed to an institution, not to force any action at all — just to talk.
So we talked. Over the next few months he told me that I had generalized anxiety disorder (GAD), and we worked on techniques to help me overcome my worries, such as breathing, not jumping to catastrophic conclusions, and thinking rationally. But as hard as I tried to fight this, I just couldn't kick the worrying habit. My psychologist suggested I see a psychiatrist who would be able to prescribe medication to help me. Although when we first met I said I would not go on medication, I was so ready to be myself again that I willingly agreed.
Starting Anew
With my psychiatrist's recommendation and prescription I began taking an anti-anxiety medication that's approved for teens. I also continued therapy with my psychologist. And gradually over the next few weeks my overwhelming anxiety became manageable. Nobody's life is ever completely worry-free, but my concerns were now realistic and didn't control my whole life. My parents had me back, my friends had me back — but most important, I had me back. I was me again.
So I'm not perfect, and I would never claim to be — but I'm not crazy either. Around 40 million American adults have an anxiety disorder in any given year, which doesn't take into account people under age 18 or those who may have had an anxiety disorder in the past! Knowing this helps me feel less alone; other people are going through the same thing I did.
Dealing with my anxiety has been one of the greatest challenges of my life, but as I go into my sophomore year in college, I am a better, stronger, and more confident person for everything I have gone through. I learned that living a life of fear is not living at all, and while obstacles may arise more than I'd like, there is no problem that I can't handle. I've learned to take some risks and face my challenges head on. The rewards of trying, whether I succeed or not, are always better than letting my worries run my life or wondering what would have happened if I'd only had the courage to try.

Friday, February 22, 2008

the breakdown

an analysis i wrote, read it and love it.
Coach Carter is a movie based upon actual events, which relays a message of respect, hard work and commitment to the youth in America. In the late 1990's, Ken Carter takes an offer to become the new lead coach at Richmond High School. Growing in this same neighborhood, Carter takes it upon himself to instill upon the young men of his team some new found values. Coach uses tough love and a strict routine to whip these players minds and bodies into shape. I think this movie says something about our school systems, by the way it shows the horrible beginnings, the uphill struggle to reconstruction, and the pay off.
After watching Coach Carter, I have decided first impressions are not always correct. On the first day alone, the boys are bickering and making fun of the new coach. One boy, Timo Cruz, is kicked off the team for taking a shot at coach. Of course, no one thinks that the coach has any shot of turning this team around. When the story began to unravel, I saw that these boys were being raised in a harsh world with basketball as a shot out. Carter continues pushing the boys, signing contracts that stated they would wear ties on game days and sit at the front of all their class. Players were not allowed to participate, if they could not maintain a GPA of at least a 2.0. This contract was enforced when, coach discovered one-fourth of the team was failing and locked the team out of the gym. Ken Carter used extreme tactics to shape a young group of boys into a group of mature and victorious men.
The Richmond team may have pulled off a good season, but it was no piece of cake getting there. Later in the movie, Carter discovers Cruz has a second life as a drug dealer and seeks basketball as a way away from this darker life. After enforcing the minimum GPA contract agreement, he deducts that Junior Battle has severe literacy issues and needs some extra help. Carter saw no point in the sport, if the boys have no other support system built up to fall back on. Not all the surprises were drugs and grades slipping through the cracks. Star student and player, Kenyon Stone discoveries his girlfriend is pregnant and becomes unsure what the future may hold for him. The stories may seem sad, but as in all the classic underdog movies there is redemption.
Now we come to the point in the movie, when all the players have become the men they need to be, the only obstacles left are media influences and the state championship. Parents and other school officials did not agree with Carter on the way he conducted his team. The teams arrives to the state championship nervous and seemingly unsure of their capabilities. It is drawn out game and not a defined winner, until the end. Richmond is defeated. In the end, the Richmond oilers did not win the state championship. They won way more than a silly trophy.
In conclusion, this movie touches a crucial issue among schools across the nation. It points out the decreasing number of graduating students and the rising numbers of those minorities ending up in prison. Coach Carter does its job, as a campaign for "being the best you can be" and putting the spotlight on American school systems. Speaking for a education activist, I hope people get what this move is really about and it is not basketball.

breaking up

Me and my boyfriend broke up yesterday and I just do not know what to think about it. I am so back and forth between enjoying some freedom and hating being alone.
We broke up, because he doesnt like me doing pretty much anything. I just decided I wanted to not regret my freshman year and just try to make the best of it. I know this is going to be so difficult.
I have never been single. Like no joke, I do not know what to do. I can not even decide what to do with my time. Going out feels wrong and when I stay in im miserable.
I keep getting all kinds of weird and mixed emotins about him and my life right now. This is the lamest and saddest blog ever. I hate when I am not busy, because I just sit here and think about things.
Today was super difficult. I sound really like needy, but I promise you I am not. I need space, but I always get comfortable in relationships. I guess I just am like, it is easier to just always know he is gonna be there and have something to do.
The worst part about all of this, when people call or text me and tell me how sorry they are. It makes me sad, because I do not want to think about it. So, please dont tell me you are sorry and what not. Just know, I am all good and thats all you need to know!

Thursday, February 21, 2008

BoyFriend...Sorority?

Kyle and I will be having our one year anniversary on Sunday! I am so excited, because you know how people say time flies? I say bull shit. I am totally, just kidding. I love him to death, even though we have our little ups and downs. Kyle has been so good to me and tries his best to give me whatever he can.



Now,on to the not so sweet part. If you have a boyfriend that is not a greek and you are, be prepared for hell. This past sememster was outrageous. We have events, philanthropies and just hang out sessions like every other day, but that is just a part of greek life. I would not take back joining KD for anything, but it has put a strain on our relationship and with my sisters.



It is so hard to tell, who you should be spending time with. These women are my future bridesmaids and him....who knows?? I won't say it.



Everyone is always trying to get me to go out, but normally I won't. I know Kyle won't want me to, so I don't even think about it. I feel like I miss out a lot of times, but then again I love him and do not want him mad at me.



My suggestion to possible new members, remember these are your girls for life. Guys can be replaced, but true friendship cannot. Most importantly, be you and make you happy.

P.S we broke up....

LooKS...

I was reading the main page and it said something about looks. Looks meanig the way we look at and perceive ourselves. I think I can safely say, that all women, girls, boys and even men have things they are paranoid about or something they would change if given the opportunity.
Then I started thinking about eating disorders, something like four out of every hundred college women will have an eating disorder. Honestly though, we know it is more than that. I have girls in my life, that I love with eating disorders.
Its unimaginable the pressure women are put under to look a certain way. We are seen as too tall, too fat, too short, too skinny, pale, too tan, slutty and fake as hell if we try to change. It blows my mind the standards set for a "healthy" woman. I catch myself judging another woman all the time and then I step back and realize, I know how bad it feels as a woman and I stop.
When I was a freshman in high school, I developed bulimia. It lasted for two years, until my friends and family intervined and made me get help. I thank God for allowing them to save me.
I would like to say I never feel those urges anymore and that I have all this self- confidence now, but it is still hard every single day to go out and not feel judged by everyone I see. Realisticly, I know not everyone cares what I say or what I look like, but the media and standards set forth by the general population is making it easier to develop an eating disorder or self esteem issues.
This is my story and my plea with everyone that reads this: tell a girl she looks pretty, maybe you can make a difference.

Monday, February 18, 2008

WENT TO COURT TODAY!

I will be so glad, when I am done with all this going to court and paying lawyers. The fisrt time I went to court, I had to pay my attorney two hundred dollars. Now, I owe him another three hundred dollars and then court cost!!!!!! OMG! I still have to pay to get my license reinstated too!!

During this whole thing I found out something very interesting. If you get a DUI for the first time, you can get a restricted license to drive to work and school. I got my license taking away for mistakes, before I was eighteen and I can not get a restricted license! Does anyone else think that is dumb? It is weird to me, that our justice sysytem would allow a drunken driver on the road over me.

Moving on though, I have to get a new car. My car has been demolished beyond repair and I have to find a new PT cruiser! They are so cute, I do not care what anyone says! I have gone through three cars now! I mean one of these days, I hope I can stick with a vehicle and not wreck it.

Lucky me, due to all the new bills I have, I get to take out another student loan. I get financial aid, but it hardly helps!

Did we not turn in blogs last week??

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Valentine....Tomorrow???

So, tomorrow is Valentine's day and lucky for me, my boyfriend is working and nothing exciting is probably gonna go down. This totally sucks, because our 1 year is the week after. I dunno, but it just seems like he does notget how much stuff means to me a lot of the time!

Girls want to be surprised! They want to be reminded they are beautiful! They want to hear I Love You everyday! Girls need to know they are thought about! I need a hug or a kiss each day! I do not think any of those things are too much, but it seems to be for everyone of the male sex!

Dont get me wrong, I love Kyle so much! I just am old fashioned and can not stand being asked what I want to do on Valentine's day!

Guys, just step up and plan something! I really do not care how much it costs or where its at.

I am going to feel like such a bitch, when I find out he has something planned. God help me if he does, I am going to burn in hell.

I planned a trip for us this summer to the destination of his choice!

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

VOTE CONTINUED...

Continuing on with what I was saying..I remember the "vote or die" campaign on MTV, that was suppossed to target a younger audience I guess. The whole message seemed to be to just get out there and vote. What really was not pushed was finding out who was the best canidate. Sorry to the people who love celebrities who act like they really give a shit if we are voting, but I hate to break it you. P. Diddy does not really give a shit if you vote! Just like we have been talking about in class, it is all fake ass propaganda to promote themselves, not voting! I remember turning on the TV and seeing Paris Hilton with a vote or die t-shirt on...HAHA! Its like a trend for celebrites..ya know? I think it is a bit hypocritical to tell people to get out and, when those jack asses probably do not even know any of the candidates views.
I think this source essay has forced me to find some new pet peeves! These pet peeves being fake ass celebrities, voting without thinking, and people that have these amazing, unalienable that do not use that to their full advantage. Use the resources that are available to you!
Since this is my first year to vote, I want to start researching all the candidates and getting an idea of who I am going to put my support towards. I think I am going to push my room mates to vote, only if they know why they are choosing the candidate.
There was something in that essay about how, when people vote for the names they regognize it hurts liberal and independent candidates. Some people may just see these parties as lap traffic, but I think if everyone researched thoroughly votes for smaller parties would rise.
I wander if this essay might, also relate to people that always vote for the party they consider their own. I guess I have never really understood that whole thing, because no one has the same ideas and views. So, why would you try to put everyone in a box and think they see all things the same. A big part of changing office is what is going to change, so from that one can piece together the best option is to make an educated vote or do not vote!
The argument in the simplest terms is "if you are gonna do something, do it right"! He wants us to vote, but not at the expense of an uneducated decision.
It is crazy that this was written in 1955, it seems like something people would say now. I guess that is frustrating me too, because that has been an issue since 1955! Why are people still doing this? Seems to me, our country worked so hard to get where it is and I would like to benefit from that!
I can not be for sure, but I think this essay undermines the idea that voting is always better than not voting. It shows how the political machines will steal your vote. Your one uneducated decision can cancel one person's researched candidate choice. I have never thought of it that way, but I think that is a hell of a good point! A RECENT idea that this undermines is that people voting unintelligently is a new thing.

THE VOTE..

That was an interesting essay to say the least; something I never would have thought about otherwise. As soon as I started reading this essay, I thought to myself if im gonna vote this year, I do not want to end up an example in some essay. I think the write has no side, it doesn't really seem like he is trying to persuade the reader in either direction, but I can not say for sure. I think the purpose is just to make people realize that voting is a good thing, but only if it has been done the way it is intended to be done.

Taking a second look at this article now, I do think it is possible that the author could be pulling for some independent canidates or even liberals. His point is people just go vote to vote, not looking at what the issues or incentives may even be. This is probably why the big two parties win it every year.

The author is writing to anyone of voting age or anyone that is willing to take a chance to undestand. He does so well by not sinlgling in on any specific group, race, or gender. he leaves the example braud, which is good.

I thought of the "vote or die" campaign that was on MTV, as soon as I began .....continue to next blog to read the rest!

Monday, February 11, 2008

TATTOO TODAY

Today, I went to class and decided it was going to be a sucky monday. Me and Morgan both were totally resistant to getting up and applying ourselves at something other than sleeping. Go figure? Well moving on, I came home and started looking on the computer, checking email, facebook and all that good stuff.

I was so bored, then I looked at Morgan and I was like i should totally go get my tattoo today! Thatt is exactly what I did! After Morgan got done drawing it up, we headed out to the tattoo parlor to get tatted up! haha

The tatt is in memory of my best friend, that passed away last June on his way home from senior trip. Bobby was the most amazing, nicest person I have ever met. He was always there when I needed him, because that is what he was good at. Bobby was above all things, a truely generous person.

It says in cursive lettering surrounding a silouhette of a dove, "Only a life lived for others is a life worth while." I can honestly say that is the quote that described his life. Rest In Peace "Bobby" Sturch, June 4 of 2007. I love you!

Sunday, February 10, 2008

GETTiN STARTED ON THE WEEK OF 02/11...

So, I totally forgot to turn my blogs in last week. I am going to get started early this week.
Me, Morgan and Sarah are about to watch movies for our movie reviews. We have chosen Farenheit 9/11 and Bowling for Columbine. As you probably already know, these are both Michael Moore movies. All of his movies get a lot of media attention, so I thought these would be movies we would enjoy and could keep our attention. All of our essay topics are school assessment, so maybe Bowling for Columbine can widen our idea range.
I was reading Wendy's blog about how people have been talking about how much work we have to do and I do agree we have tons of work to do, but nothing that can not be done! It just takes me sitting down ans telling myself no cell phone, no facebook, do not think about anything else and telling myself this is my future. It makes things a little bit easier, when you remember without completely all of our assigned tasks, we cant continue on our career paths. I know this is random, but college is definitely a whole bunch harder, than I thought it was going to be, but it is going to be so amazing when I get that degree and get to brag about it haha Im only kidding about that last part. Well I guess that is my two cents on our work load. until later....;)

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

POLiTiCAL iSSUE

I was watching TV last night at like 10 and there was a rerun of one of Hillary Clinton's speaches. She was talking about how our college loan sysytes work and how it ends up creating debt for yound americans. She spoke about how college kids aka us are America's future. In her viewpoint, she said that if these individuals are willing to serve in a service job for I think it was a year or two in America, their debt will be forgiven.
I have never been a person, that is all for Hilary, but I do know that a canidate that is willing to give our generation a real shot and give us support deserves a shot. I agree with the quote on Wendy's blog, I should have researched her views a little bit better and not been so judgemental on her. I feel bad now, because after reading that quote it made me realize how often I do insert my opinion on what other politicians have to say. From now on, I am going to try harder to understand where people are coming from and not be so quick to criticize others opinions. I am kinda glad we did a blog about this!

Friday, February 1, 2008

PRESiDENTiAL FiRST WiVES

Does it matter what presidential canidates wives look like? I think so. Hey have you seen a Paris Hilton in the White House? No and you never will. It does matter to America what the physical appearance of the canidate and his wife is. People want a responsible, yet attractive couple in the White House. People want role models for their children to look at.
Personally, I think as long as the canidate is qualified, then good for him and I am all for it! No matter what though, no matte how bad it may suck, appearance will always matter! Just like appearance is so imporatnt to celebrities, politicians are a form of celebrities too. We all look to these individuals for guidance and leadership. If someone looks tacky and out of place, you are going to assume they are unintelligent and unprepared.
It is so true what parents tell you, when you are little, look your best, you never know who is watching!
In conclusion, I hope someday I can honestly say that appearance does not even matter to me, but sadly for now it does and I do not see a change near. Maybe everyone that reads this could tell me what they think about appearances and if it matters to you? Also, do you think this stereotype will change soon??

MAYOR CHOiCES

I was reading through the watchdog blog and I came across a post that was talking about the mayoral choices in California. The canidates varied from a nudist, who believed nudism was nothing to be ashamed of and it was ok to walk around nude, one man said prostitution and sex should be legalized, and a few other totally outrageous canidates. It made me feel a small bit better thinking about their canidates compared to ours, until I realized none of these people had won! Ok good point to make, except that the most responsible and literate canidate won. This is something we could not say about Memphis. Memphis has had some pretty decent canidates in mayoral election. So can someone tell me please why HERRINGTON sucks?? We have decent canidates, but this total loser keeps winning, I do not get it! It really frustrates me!
I really want people to respond to this blog and tell me if they think there are any good things about Herrington or if they support him, anything. It is curious to me, so I hope lots of you can respond to me. To sum it all up, I do not know a whole lot about politics, but I know a sucky mayor when I see one!