The Big Question(s):
What if:
I didn't go watch my son play hockey
My bestfriend lived close by
I had never moved to Springfield
I had not ever quit my job to move to Springfield
I had a lot of money
I won the lottery
I still owned my minivan that I gave to my sister
My beautiful nieces were never born
I was an only child
My friend wasn't having a baby
I had another baby
I forgot to do my homework
I can't print out my paper that is due in an hour
I fail my test on monday
I end the semester with over 100% in math
If my best friend lived close by the possibilites of wonderful things would be endless. I would laugh a lot more. I would make sure that I had a girls night at least once a week. I would eat a lot more sushi. I would have someone to study with. I would have fun studying. I would have a very smart person to go to when I have to write an essay. I do not like writing essays, and she is wonderful at them. I would not be able to stay on the diet that I have successfully been on for three weeks and lost about 10 lbs. I guess there are pros and cons to my best friend living here in Springfield. I know I would be spending a lot more time with her and a lot less time on school work. I also think that we would not talk every single day like we have been for the lsat six months. Atleast I would get to see her though. I miss her bright red hair and querky personality. I was so hard to move, and I catch myself still wondering if I made a good decision. Everytime I begin to think this way I get a reminder that I'm not only bettering my life but my son's life as well. And for that I am very happy! Blake would not be in hockey and would have never gained the friends that he has. And for that i am happy. I am happy that now that we own a home, he will not have to move around. Finally he will be able to make long lasting friends and have a stable home and social environment. and for htat I am happy. Leading back to courtney. My son would have who he has always known as his aunt corky. I hope they do not grow apart as he gets older. They have such a great relationship now.
What if I had never graduated high school. I find it funny that my neighbor picked this prompt for me because I actually came very close to not graduating high school. I was pregnant my whole senior year and had my son the day that i checked out of high school for the last time. At the beginning of my pregnancy I was very sick and did not want to go to school. I would complain until I was blue in the face and my mom would eventually give in. I had very good grades up until this time. It's hard to believe that I almost threw it all away. I ended up going to the alternative school my senior year and this is how I graduated. However, if I had stayed on the path of destruction that i was on I would obviously be in a bad spot right now. I would have never gotten a job with my first "healthcare" related job. This job is what has me sitting here today. Even though I have since quit my job with them, I first decided that healthcare was for me while working for this wonderful company. After quitting, I decided to go to school for a nursing degree.
Friday, January 31, 2014
The Best Farm Ever!!
This will possibly be my favorite blog thus far. I have so many memories involving that old farm. I already have a post breifly talking about where I grew up, but nothing I say will ever come close to describing the vibrant and crazy things that happened on farm. Allow me to begin with telling you a little background information about this glorious place. It is located in Liberty, MO, and the old farm house sits on about 200 acres of farm. My grandparents lived here when I was little and my cousins and I spent almost all of our time there. The house was nothing spectacular. The paint was chipping, the shudders were falling off, and the windows would not open unless pried open with a crowbar. The house may not have looked wonderful, but the memories made in it are never to be forgotten.
The land was the most beautiful land that I could have dreamed of. Mostly flat land, with two ponds. One pond located beside the house and the other pond located far out into the pasture. This was our favorite pond. In the winter time we would sneak out on the pond when it was frozen, and we wouldn't get yelled at.
The land was the most beautiful land that I could have dreamed of. Mostly flat land, with two ponds. One pond located beside the house and the other pond located far out into the pasture. This was our favorite pond. In the winter time we would sneak out on the pond when it was frozen, and we wouldn't get yelled at.
My writing prompt, that my lovely neighbor sitting next to me picked out, is titled Don't pee in the wagon! At first glance this seems like it is going to be a very interesting story. It will BE.
This story begins with my first best friend ever, Kambra. She is two years younger than me, but none the less we have always been very close. Story has it that I was even at the hospital the day she was born.
Kambra and I used to have so much fun together. We would play house, school, and other typical girly games. We often would fight over who was best friends with Britney Spears and would be Ricky Martin's girlfriend. One day she was over at my house and we had been told to play outside. I was pulling Kambra down the hill in my beautiful, red radio flyer. Kambra kept screaming for me to stop because she had to use the restroom. She kept screaming "I'm gonna pee, I'm gonna pee!!" Even though I heard her I would not stop. My response to her was "Don't pee in my wagon!"
This story begins with my first best friend ever, Kambra. She is two years younger than me, but none the less we have always been very close. Story has it that I was even at the hospital the day she was born.
Kambra and I used to have so much fun together. We would play house, school, and other typical girly games. We often would fight over who was best friends with Britney Spears and would be Ricky Martin's girlfriend. One day she was over at my house and we had been told to play outside. I was pulling Kambra down the hill in my beautiful, red radio flyer. Kambra kept screaming for me to stop because she had to use the restroom. She kept screaming "I'm gonna pee, I'm gonna pee!!" Even though I heard her I would not stop. My response to her was "Don't pee in my wagon!"
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Country Girl Pansy!
Allow me to elaborate on the title of this post. I am currently in my English 101 class and we have been told to choose a word, phrase, or sentence from our other post and write about it. I have chose country girl pansy becasue that is exactly what I am.
I grew up on about 200 acres of farm land, and I coulnt have had a better childhood. I spent a lot of time wiht my two older sisters and my three older cousins. Yes! I am the youngest one. We always had so mych fun on that farm. We did activities such as picnics, rolling down the big hill in a rodeo barrel, riding horses, riding our four-wheelers, pulling eachother behind the four-wheelers while sitting on a piece of cardboard.....Oh wait we promised to take that one to our graves. Bottam line we were very carefree young children. We could have been really hurt by doing these things, but we always had so much fun.
As we all got older we realized how crazy everything sounded. We have all asked our grandparents on multiple occasion where they were when all this was happening. We always felt like we had such little supervision. Killing spiders and snakes aren't exactly the kind of thing a 7 year old should be doing.
Oh did i mention we are all girls.
Eventually we grew into wonderful adults and we all have wonderful children now. Becoming mothers has changed all of us. I think we all have developed fears that we never have had before.
I grew up on about 200 acres of farm land, and I coulnt have had a better childhood. I spent a lot of time wiht my two older sisters and my three older cousins. Yes! I am the youngest one. We always had so mych fun on that farm. We did activities such as picnics, rolling down the big hill in a rodeo barrel, riding horses, riding our four-wheelers, pulling eachother behind the four-wheelers while sitting on a piece of cardboard.....Oh wait we promised to take that one to our graves. Bottam line we were very carefree young children. We could have been really hurt by doing these things, but we always had so much fun.
As we all got older we realized how crazy everything sounded. We have all asked our grandparents on multiple occasion where they were when all this was happening. We always felt like we had such little supervision. Killing spiders and snakes aren't exactly the kind of thing a 7 year old should be doing.
Oh did i mention we are all girls.
Eventually we grew into wonderful adults and we all have wonderful children now. Becoming mothers has changed all of us. I think we all have developed fears that we never have had before.
Fears....OMG FREEWRITING!!
I will now tell you a little about my fears. I have a fear of fears. I have a fear of not being good enough. This is more of an internal fear, and more than likely you will never be able to see it on my face. On the inside, however, i will be very nervous and want to curl up in a ball and cry. I have overcome this fear many times, but taking deep breaths and by thinking about something else. However, this "thing" always catches up to me. I will finally get over what I'm thinking about only to have the thought once again creep up on me.
i also have a fear of spiders. EWWWWW!@!!! I can not stand them and if I see one I have to have someone else kill it. Often times I will have my five year old do the deed for me. I developed this fear because I once saw someone step on a "mommy" spider and the baby spiders shot out of the sack on the mothers back and shot straight up his leg. Since then I haVe been unable to step, hit, or even smash a spider with a book.
If you ask anyone that knows me they will probably tell you that I am a "country girl pansy". I grew up a tomgirl and grew into a scaredy cat. I used to crawl on hay bales, pee outside, kick boys, and now I couldn't kill a spider to save my life.
Speaking of life, I also have a fear of life in general. I believe that if you aren't scared of the life you are living then you aren't really living. As a mother, I have grown to be afraid of a lot of different things that I did not even know existed inside of me before.
i also have a fear of spiders. EWWWWW!@!!! I can not stand them and if I see one I have to have someone else kill it. Often times I will have my five year old do the deed for me. I developed this fear because I once saw someone step on a "mommy" spider and the baby spiders shot out of the sack on the mothers back and shot straight up his leg. Since then I haVe been unable to step, hit, or even smash a spider with a book.
If you ask anyone that knows me they will probably tell you that I am a "country girl pansy". I grew up a tomgirl and grew into a scaredy cat. I used to crawl on hay bales, pee outside, kick boys, and now I couldn't kill a spider to save my life.
Speaking of life, I also have a fear of life in general. I believe that if you aren't scared of the life you are living then you aren't really living. As a mother, I have grown to be afraid of a lot of different things that I did not even know existed inside of me before.
Monday, January 27, 2014
ISFP_Now this should be Interesting!
I just took the "Jung Typology test", and my results were very interesting. According to the type indicator I am a Introvert, Sensing, Feeling, Perceiving personality. I mostly agree with this test, but there are some things that I do disagree with.
I am a major Introvert. However, I would more so refer to myself as an egg shell. I stand around looking at people from a distance and ponder on a lot of different subjects, but when you grab my attention and develop a personal relationship with me, my egg shell becomes cracked. As our relationship grows, my shell cracks even further until I finally crack completely open.
According to the MYERS-BRIGGS type indicator:
As a writer, I feel like the indicator "hit the nail on the head". I have nothing to contrast, because each step given, is each step that I have adopted into my writing process.
I am a major Introvert. However, I would more so refer to myself as an egg shell. I stand around looking at people from a distance and ponder on a lot of different subjects, but when you grab my attention and develop a personal relationship with me, my egg shell becomes cracked. As our relationship grows, my shell cracks even further until I finally crack completely open.
According to the MYERS-BRIGGS type indicator:
"The ISFP student will often...
- Learn most effectively through practical application and hands-on experience
- Struggle with traditional teaching that focuses on theory or abstract thinking
- Be interested in topics that pertain to people
- Prefer adaptable professors that present material in a clear manner
- Doubt implications of good test scores and underestimate their capabilities
- Prefer a quiet study environment"
As a writer, I feel like the indicator "hit the nail on the head". I have nothing to contrast, because each step given, is each step that I have adopted into my writing process.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
I really just want to say that I am having such a hard time trying to think of what to post next. Technically this would be my second pp0st, but I still have no clue. My problem is that I originally wanted to post things about my son, blake. however, I have realized that I will be doing alot of posting about nothing. This is not why I created this blog, and i don;t want to do it. I want to post things that I want to remember the rest of my life and i want others to remember me as well. i want my son to be able to one day be tech sauvy( or however or spell that) and read these opne day. but my english teach, who is pretty awesome as a teacher and as a person, wants me to sit here and write write write.....Okay well thats enough of that....I want to just say that my son who is five years old, is pretty awesome!!! He has already taught me so much and I will have to thank him for that.....So Blake....Thank you!!!! Im supposed to be freewriting right now and I do not know what to say....laksjdfalsjdfsdkfjasdflkjaslkfasdfasdfasdfkjasdfj......thats all Well i have ;3/10 mins left on the clock before my fingers can take a break.....Gosh lookiing at this post i am so embarrassed...I realize how bad my grammar is when I am not trying to make it look nice and neat....Also apparently sentence structure means nothing to me..kdajlkfsjdalskdjfaslkdjfasldkfjasdkjfasdf.......so kajsdfkljasfjlskldfjasdf......my brain does not want to work at all right now I APOLOGIZE....AHHH trying not to hit the backspace
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
First Blog Ever!....Epic!
I am very nervous, but secretly excited about my first blog. I originally created this blog for my English 101 class, however, I want to use it for a personal use also. I hope you all enjoy my posts!
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