Friday, May 1, 2015

My English 101 Class...

I was asked which of my writings that I liked best, the ones done in class. Well to be honest I had two that I liked the best. My first writing was our I believe/Living Creed. In this I was able to write a piece about me, who I am, where I came from, and how I got where I am today. That was important to me in so many ways. Being able to express myself with out being judged, and seeing the feed back that I received was very moving for me. My second favorite writing was the personality writing. I had a lot of fun with this writing in so many ways. I got to be a creeper (lol) and learned how to take so many conflicting words and combine them in a story that links together and makes sense. This was a very fun and entertaining writing for me.

My least favorite was whats in the way. It seems that there is a lot of things that get in my way. I guess this writing just reminded me of it and I need to focus on one thing at a time. 

After looking over all that I have wrote, I see that the more writing exercises that we did, the better I got. I think the most profound change was being able to take one word and be able to describe it by using other phrases or descriptions. This was learned in the personality writing. 

I don't know if there would have been much that I would have wanted to change. I use to write poetry and haven't for some time. I believe this class helped get me back in the writing mode. 

What I liked best about this class was the Teacher. She is an awesome person. I felt very comfortable in her class. Her teaching style is great.

I can't really say that I liked anything less in this class, other then maybe when it come to group work. It would have been nice to of had more involved people. I am here for a purpose and it was important for me, to have respect in the group would have been nice.

I don't see that there was much for me to do differently. 

What I learned about myself this semester is that i can go so far with my writings. If I use the techniques given I can write a good piece. I just need to focus more and I know that I can go far. After all I have so much to write about.

Ms. A did everything right for me. She explained things well, and taught me techniques that were very helpful.

I feel that I deserve an A for this course. My attendance maybe a B. I feel as though I was involved in all group activities, pretty much the leader over our group during this course. Have completed all required work and put my heart into my writings.  

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Psychology-- My Lobotomy

Do you believe in the human soul and where does it reside?


I believe we all have souls. I think our souls are not just part of our heart, but our mind as well. The good or the bad comes from the heart. The actions of the soul come from the mind. If you have a good heart, then you will do great things. If your heart is bad then you will do bad things. I think our souls either go to a new creation or if bad go to hell. to feed the devil. God creates new life when one is taken, he passes on the good souls in a new life form.
I think the purpose is to show people the harsh truths about what is really going on and how to help it. We don’t have to go overseas to see that our own is in just as bad shape, yes other countries are far worse. Humanitarian work needs to be done all over. This also talks about how in war the weaker people need protection as well. We sometimes forget about the, and the effects it has.

      Determination has gotten me so far in my life. Over the years of working with EMS, and the sheriff office I have seen the bad, heard mother’s cry over the death of a child, and have seen things that will never leave your mind. This is where me telling my kids to be truthful, loyal, honest, and righteous come in. I want my kids to experience life in a great way, but I also want them to know the dangers out there. I am very honest about life with my kids. I feel as though if you sugar coat it, the harsh reality will be too much for them. Unfortunately I have seen what being dishonest can do to a person. Honesty will get you so far in life. The flip side of that is a place you don’t want to be. I want my kids to know that honesty is the best policy, because when no one believes you, it can make for a hard life. I want my kids to be loyal to themselves and to others. Loyalty shows people so much just about you. I t shows your dedication to other people. I shows that no matter the situation you will always be true to others. That is an important key to a successful life.
      I find myself telling my kids every day, to not think so negative. I see others who always think negatively about everything. They are the most miserable people. I have had to overcome so much in my life. If i only focused on all the bad things, then I feel as though I would never make for good company. If people woke every day and said " okay world, I know you are going to be rough today, but I will overcome your obstacles. I will figure out a way to stay focused and on the right path". Think about how everyones reaction to everyday life would be. I want my kids to see that no matter how hard life may seem, never lose the focus on what matters. If we only focus on what horrible events, or obstacles we are going to face, will we never get passed them. I believe in fighting through life. For standing your ground and not being a doormat for others.
     We all build our own walls. Why do we do this? I know I have built walls because of past relationships. My wall that I am slowly knocking back down is trust of others. I have also built this wall of not letting people in to help. I am realizing that asking for help doesn't make you needy, it makes you human. I have spent so many years doing everything. But I have found that it breaks you down, not just physically, but mentally as well. I have had great progress in knocking this wall down. We all need to only build walls that protect us, not shut us out. It has taken me almost 37 years to figure this out.

I also want my kids to know that easy isn't always right. I feverything we did was easy, what did we learn? We can't go through life with out complications, burdens, mountains to climb, and thinking that we will always get the right answers to everything. We would never learn anything if life was easy. We learn from our mistakes. Failure is only failure, when we have learned nothing and it hasn't moved you forward. I have said in the past "  For the paths that I have taken, have not been the smoothest, yet through all the roughness, has showed me the path to happiness. Living makes you stronger..only if you let it".

The Aurora  borealis fills the sky with different shades of blue. What a beautiful sight it gives off. I would love to travel to Alaska one day and see it at an even closer range. I think a campfire, good wine, and great friends would compliment the blue sky of the aurora Borealis. I think i could forget all the other blue things that go on in my life just for several hours. It’s amazing how life can be so blue and bring you down, but one glimpse of something so beautiful can change you just for a short time. I love all the colors that the northern lights bring, but the blue lights highlighted with bright stars on a dark night is just an amazing sight to see. I think everyone should experience a sight like this.
What if:

I was actually in charge of my kids all the time
If I was president
If there were no computers
If life was like the 80’s
If i was to have plenty of money
If men weren't pigs
If there were more study on brain injuries and hormone effects
If I had my nursing degree
If our government was paid a regular everyday pay as the rest of us
If movie stars and Star athletes weren’t overpaid
If schools would teach the kids to learn not teach to take a test
If the school didn’t have kid’s game at 3pm
If mental issues were not overlooked
If there were no police officers
If there were no medics
If the world lost all power
If you were a doomsday prepper

If life was like the 80’s
If the world lost all power
If mental issues were not overlooked

If the world lost all power, how would people in todays world react. I know that i look around and I see the newer generation struggle when their phones go dead or break. I remember when there was only paper and telehones that were hooked to a wall. I see that most of todays society would be absolutely lost. They have taught people over the years to depend mainly on technology. I feel that natural survivor insticts lack in todays world. In 2008 i was in hurricane ike
and was with out power for a week. I watched just about everyone around me go crazy because they didn’t know how to cook their food, take a bath or mostly survive. My week was all about camping. Used the turkey fryer to boil water and cook with. I had a campfire stove that was also used as both stove and oven. Let me tell ya, biscuits in cast iron are super. I took everything out of the frezer and we cooked it, why because it would last longer and we had no problems eating that wole week. I remember the fire department coming by and offering food. I had plenty, why? Because i used my insticts that i learned growing up in the 70’s/80’s. We spent many summers living out of a tent and cooking by camp fires. The need to electricity really is just a thing that people get so spoiled to. Life can keep going with out power. Yes you may have to actually get up and make it happen but it’s not impossible to keep living. That is when you appreciate the things in your life more and don’t take it for granted. Another example of being spoiled to power is washing machines. Do we really have to have a washing machine and dryer to keep our clothes clean. I was pregnant with my second child, didn’t have a car or either washing machine and dryer. My bathtub was my washer and a clothes line outside was my dryer. Yes it took effort but it wasn’t impossible. Did i dread thiose days called laundry day, well yeah. I spent hours bent over a bathtub, takl about exhuasting. but it was what had to be done.  The generation today has been spoiled.

If the world was made up of only girls? This could go into a world war ist self. I would have to call this Bitch Nation. I am a woman, so I know how this could be. Girls are down right evil, visious and coniving. I have watched both male and female sports in the highschool setting, the boys have nothing on the girls when it comes to being hateful and mean. They always say that a woman can handle more then a man, well that is true. The reason being is because of the though process. Also this would be a disaster because if you have a billion woman and each one is having their monthy cycle can you imagine the hormones going off. It would be non stop. I have a 14 year old that is so dramatic and I litterly have to say a prayer someties just to keep myself from going off. Not sure what is about having men around because that is a visious cycle with women wanting the same man as each other. Girls are like on constant defense auto pilot at all times. Some Girls are just on dramatic auto pilot all the time. i can honestly say that if this were to ever happen I would probraly be the first to hurt alot of people, please don’t tke that litterly because really what are the odds of this actually happening on its own. I would say there wouldn’t be enough pms medications to go around to calm them all dowm. I think at this point I would find a secluded island and claim territory and only allow certain ones on, but hae then know that at any time they can be banished and go peacefully or unfriendly. I could have me a wilson, my wilson would be the man in my life. (Castaway if you don’t understand wilson). Wilson was a survival partner, and how devasting t loose my wilson would be, because then I would have to deal with hormones agian.

i believe:

life has been difficult
being a single mom has its challenges
that kids have changed over the years
I will one day get out of the slump that i am in
that my mother will die a very lonley woman’
that my family is pretty messed up
that people whom seem the happiest/ are the saddest
that mental health is very over looked
that ems/firefighters/police are under paid
that men don’t know the difference between a good woman and a bad woman
that lonliness can leave your mind racing on why
that people should live one day in the shoes of a handicap person to understand


life has been difficult
that people whom seem the happisest/are the saddest
that my family is pretty messed up

My life has seen good and evil. This has pretty much been since day one. I remember things growing up that take me to a very dark place. I never met my father until i was about 10 years old. I remember my mother dating different guys. I think I could say my life may have had a better outcome had she stayed with the Nichols guy. I remember him well, he left his kindness in my mind. I say that because he wanted to marry my mother and move us to Oklahoma. She how ever turned him down and called it off. She then married Terry. The kindness that was left by the nichols guy was the last kindness I remembered for years to come. I was five when my mother decided to marry Terry. He was nice until the wedding. After that day my life became a living hell. I was the youngest and therefor i received the brunt of pretty much everything. my oldest sister was my motheers favorite chikd, while my middle sister was neutral. She did as she was told and stayed quiet to avoid any contravery or fighting matches. Then there was me, the youngest is usually the most loudest and hard headed child you will ever have. I guess i could say that was me, but I prefer to think of it has i inherited my great grandmothers’s instincts and character. I was very close to Her. I spent every summer at her house. She taught me to clean, cook, sew and so many other things. My step father Terry was an alcoholic and was very abusive. Over the yeas my older sister would force me to do her share of  chores or beat on me. i usually couldn’t get all mine and hers done, so that left me to get the punishment. I spent years in that abusie house and my only escape was those wonderful summers spent with my great grandmother whom I called Mama. She cried every time i had to go back home. She knew, she seen the brusises.