Public Speaking

I don’t know why, but I get really nervous when I have to make an presentation. The funny thing about it is, that I make these presentations to people I see every day in class. My instructors have always told me I present good information, but I freeze up for no reason at all.

When my classmates and I were getting this presentation together, I had it all planned out in my head how I was going to speak and everything. I was ready for this day to come, but Lord behold when it came I froze up like a Popsicle. Everything went wrong, I forgot all of the information I was going to talk about. The information I had on my note pad was like a bunch of sentences on some paper, and I had no idea of what they meant. Man I really screwed my presentation up. I didn’t get a bad grade, but I felt like I did a horrible job.

I’m Growing Up!

I have realized that I’m not a little girl anymore. I am growing up into a young women. Time has gone by so fast, it seems like only yesterday I was going to “big school” as I use to call it. I never thought the day would come that I graduate from high school and actually enter into the real world. My parents have always told me “Don’t grow up too fast, stay a child as long as you can.” I didn’t realize what they meant by that until I entered into my college life. Well now that I have entered into the world, sometimes I wish I could go back to the way things use to be. When I was living at home, and didn’t have to worry about bills or the necessities of the house. But I do know that I can’t turn back now, I was just have to make the best of things. On the other hand, I like the fact that I am growing up. I am learning to make my own decisions about certain thing. Some of these decisions can be pretty dumb at times, but I think that’s all a part of growing up.

A Student at Augusta State University

Well being a college student is an achievement in it self, but being an Augusta State University student is an even greater achievement. When I first arrived at Augusta State I didn’t know what to expect. My college experience has been beyond my expectations, being here is nothing like the other colleges I have visited. Well I think that’s a good thing, because I like being unique!!

Learning How to Cook

I think everyone should learn how to cook. Yes everyone, men as well as women. You never know what will happen, and you will need to know how to cook. So I took it upon myself to ask my big brother and my dad to teach me. Why I didn’t ask my mom you say? Well she doesn’t cook very well at all, I think she needs to take a few lessons. No disrespect mom I love you!

I had my first lesson a couple of months ago, when my brother told me the next cake I make was going to have to be from scratch. I was excited, but nervous at the same time. I made my first pound cake from scratch, and it turned out pretty darn good. I didn’t make anyone sick, so I thought I did good job. But I couldn’t stop there I went on to making banana pudding. Augusta look out there is a chef in the making.

Being the Youngest!!!

Well as you all know I am the youngest of six (6) children, and I am also the last to graduate from high school. To be honest I love being the baby, but some people tend to think that I am spoiled and mean. I always wondered why people stereotype the youngest siblings as being mean and spoiled. I don’t think that I am neither, but I do admit to wanting a lot of attention.

I love all of my siblings, but sadly I really didn’t get a chance to grow up with any of them.. Even though we didn’t grow up together we all made every effort to stay in touch. There was one brother who went to the military while I was a baby, and I only saw him every couple of years. The last time I had seen him was shortly after my 12th birthday, but then I heard that he was coming home to visit our grandmother back in April. I was so excited, I didn’t know what to do. When the day came and he made it home, I couldn’t wait to go over and see him, I even called into work that day. I didn’t care, I wanted to see my big brother. 

A week later and it was time for my brother to return home, I was sad, mad and frustrated. I cried for two days straight. It was the end of the world, I knew he was coming back for my graduation, a month and a half was too long to wait to see someone you haven’t seen in five and a half years. 

It wasn’t too long after he left that I realize I wanted to move to Augusta, Georgia. So I talked with him about it and thankfully he said “If its okay with my parents then it’s okay with me.” I was so excited that I was packed and ready to move on May 16, 2008 and I didn’t graduate until May 27, 2008 and yes I was anxious. So anxious that I graduated on the 27th and moved to Georgia on the 28th of May.

Now I have been living with him for almost 7 months, and I loved it here. We get to have the pillow fights, and do other things we never got to do, and I enjoy every minute of it even though I am one who is always losing. I have grown very attached to my big brother and I love him to death.