I am a secondary ed major. So I have to take a special education class that helps me learn how to teach students with disabilities. One of the requirements for this class in volunteer work. Now that that is out of the way, I can tell my story.
Yesterday, me and Danielle got to do two activities on campus. One of them was called “Its a deaf deaf world”. Sounds kind of corny, but it was a lot more fun than I thought it would be. The program was actually pretty well done and I got to see a glimpse into the life of a person with hearing loss. We got to interact with deaf people and people that are training to be interpreters.
The other event was wheelchair basketball. This was really fun because the OSU men and women varsity teams played the OSU wheelchair basketball team. Oh yea, the varsity teams were in wheel chairs too. Needless to say, the varsity team got destroyed and it was really fun to watch.
The coolest thing was that I had no idea that this stuff went on at OSU. I was kind of dreading the whole experience but I am actually really glad that I went. If it weren’t for the class I would have never seen Moses play wheelchair basketball in a Harry Potter T-shirt.
Thats a win in my book.
Today, me and Danielle and most of her floor went to Walmart. If you don’t think that obesity is a problem in America, go to the old Walmart in Stillwater on a weekday. It was ridiculous. Most of the places I have been in Stillwater are college student frequents. I had never been to the old, ghetto Walmart until today.
It was quite crazy. I didn’t know how many rednecks lived in Stillwater. I knew they were there, but I didn’t realize it until today. This one lady had a pirate treasure map tattooed on her back. Plus, apart from hillbillies, there were SO MANY OLD PEOPLE!!!
Oh my Jesus. I was about to lose. Not only did they take up the whole aisle, but they walk so slow that I had time to read the nutrition labels on each and every food package. Plus, the workers at Walmart were restocking everything while we were there. This made the aisles even narrower and harder to pass grandma.
I have never seen so many tattoo sleeves and sleeveless indoors before. Now, I think rednecks are hilarious, old people are cool and tattoos can be great works of art. But when these things are taken to extremes, they lose their charm and they end up in my blog. I guess some southern people will be found in the middle of nowhere OK but I just was a wee bit shocked today.
I think I will stick to the new Walmart off of the highway.
Browsing Youtube today and the featured video was about the rumors surrounding Justin Beiber’s girlfriend. Justin Beiber is 7 years old. All of his songs involve love. If you have to get your mommy to drive you on a date, then you are not in love. If your concept of “love” consists of sharing your juicebox during recess, it is not love.
So I decided to type in letters in the Youtube search bar to see what came up. “J” was “Justin Beiber” “Justin Beiber one time” and “Justin Beiber baby”. 6 out of 10 were justin beiber hits. The first hit for “H” was “hannah montana”. “M” was michael jackson and then miley cyrus.
First of all, all these michael jackson fans that somehow come out of nowhere need to settle down. “OMG I LOVE MJ” no, you bandwagon. I am not a huge michael jackson fan so I am not gonna pretend like I am. Thriller and Smooth Criminal are good, but it did not ruin my life when he died. It was sad, but so was Heath Ledger and Patrick Swayze’s death. No one is walking around wearing Dirty Dancing T-shirts, but I saw a 4 year old walking around with an MJ shirt on.
You are too young to even know about him, so you know that the parents put her in it. People need to settle down. Celebrities are (mostly) talented with the exception of beiber, cyrus, and the jonas bros. They provide entertainment. They provide a service. No one follows an architect on Twitter. I never heard of someone stalking Bobby Flay. Why is it just actors and singers. Half of them can’t act and can’t sing.
How can America halt this epidemic? Delete Twitter. Cancel most magazines: people, star and all tabloids. Make stalking equal the death penalty. Make TMZ a federal crime. I believe these changes need to be instituted now to reduce celeb obsession. It is getting ridiculous. If I hear any more about how Kate Gosselin shouldn’t be on dancing with the stars, I am going to cut someone. SHE ISN”T A STAR! OF COURSE SHE SHOLDN”T BE ON DANCING WITH THE STARS! Her husband cheated on her and she is super fertile. Woop dee doo.
I’d like to leave you with one final thought: Octo-mom has paparazzi. The problem is more serious than we thought.
My Ipod died on me the other day. I like to listen to it on the way to my classes when I am not walking with anyone. So, on the way to my Speech class, I was admiring the beautiful weather we had been having up to today (what the F happened?). Walking to North Classroom Building my peaceful thoughts were interrupted by a screeching “O MY GOD!!”
Some girl, I am guessing sorority due to all of the Greek letters on her clothing. Apparently she had not seen some guy in a while so she promptly runs across the street and proceeds to hug him a yell about how much she missed him. I know this even though I am across the street. Yea. And its windy that day and her voices carries over the road.
Is there a reason that people like to talk like they are at a concert? Two girls having a conversation the other day, again across the street, and I knew exactly what they were talking about and the girl’s boyfriend problems. Loud laughing that cuts through your soul seems like a daily occurence. I think it is just the girls that have boyfriend problems are the ones that have loudest voices.
But I don’t want to seem like only girls are loud. I have heard some D bag guys on campus that seem to talk about banging girls at obnoxiously loud levels. I think they are trying to get over some of their insecurities by proclaiming to all that they are heterosexual.
Does no one have any modesty anymore? If I want to know about your life, I will ask without a doubt. I honestly don’t want to know about your period. Have no interest. No one likes periods. Why talk about them? Not many people bring up the holocaust because it sucked. Its not good conversation.
Please people, keep it to yourself.
My family came back into town for Easter. So I went back into town to see them and hang out with them. On Saturday night we went to go see “Clash of the Titans”.
The movie was pretty good, but there was a bunch of stuff that happened that I wanted to tell all of my readers about. None of these things were big enough to write a blog about seperately, but I thought I would give a short list of my exploits. Here we go:
- There is no need to put on your prom dress to go to the movies
- Hey, 30 something next to me: stop hogging the arm rest
- Hey, 30 something next to me: just because you know what might happen, you are not cool for saying it
- If you get to a sold-out movie 8 minutes before the movie starts, you should not ask the entire theater for four seats in a row. You should also not be offended when the whole theater laughs at you.
- Why are the movie theater floors always sticky?
- If you’re obese, that’s fine, just don’t stop in the middle of a walkway and block the entire hall with your fat family
- Movie trailers are awesome. And yes, I will look over to you and tell you what I think after every one.
- Do we really need a “Step Up” sequel in 3D? I really didn’t think we needed a second one to begin with.
- Some movies do not need to be remade (Karate Kid, Nightmare on Elm Street)
- ^^ I don’t think we need Michael Bays’ explosions in a horror movie. He is remaking Nightmare on Elm Street
- Hey, I’m Qui-gon Jinn. Oh yea, well I am Avatar dude. Hey, I’m Hades and Lord Vodemort. Why do I always get cast as an evil douche? Hey guys, I’m Captain Jack. What are you doing here Captain Jack? I heard there was a Kraken. *Awkward pause* Get out of here Sparrow.
- You should have to take in IQ test before you are able to get a license (this upon leaving the theater).
Overall, it was a fun experience and not even all the stupid people at the mall could ruin it.
Last night, as I was walking back to my room to grab my computer charger, I heard music coming from my end of the hall. It is not strange to hear music in Kerr, but we usually do not play it as loud as I heard last night. So I keep walking to the very end of the hall (where my room is).
I walked past the bathroom and saw some guy singing and dancing to some sort of handheld music device. It was very awkward. I did not see what kind of device was playing such loud tunes, because all I could concentrate on was the huge dude dancing in the shared bathroom.
So I thought it would be good to post some do’s and don’ts for the Kerr halls.
- Don’t play music that is too loud. This goes doubly for any time past 11 and finals and dead week.
- If you shave, wash the hair down the sink or put it in the trashcan. Notice I didn’t say what some people shave. Yea. Disgusting.
- Don’t be yelling and screaming at 12 at night. I am usually not asleep, but I know people who are and don’t appreciate you singing “I-I-I-I can make your Bed Rock, girl” at the top of your lungs.
- Don’t ring the bell in the elevator. You are not cool and/or funny.
- Take the stairs if you live on the 2nd floor. Unless it is 2 in the morning and there is no one else waiting for an elevator, hike your butt up 20 stairs. Lazy.
- If you are not sure if someone is in a shower and the curtain is closed, ask or knock or something. Don’t fling the curtain open to try and sneak a peek.
So hopefully this helped a little bit and let you into my world of Kerr. It sure is a blasty blast.
I am taking this speech this semester. It is not cool. I don’t mind speaking in front of people, but it is kind of awkward because I don’t know anyone in the class. Well, that’s not completely true. I have made some friends, because I am just that awesome, so I fell a little more comfortable talking to blank stares.
But that’s not the point of this blog. We are assigned a group project and we have to give a group speech. This might not sound too bad, but when you factor in that everyone in the group is a procrastinator and then one guy comes up with the good idea of making a video. So tonight, instead of studying for the test I have tomorrow, I was awkwardly recording my speech to a Kenyan exchange student.
So we took an hour getting into actually recording, and then I had to redo my speech a couple more times because I kept messing up. I thought I would only be there for an hour and ended up staying for three. On top of that, I missed the first five minutes of South Park. Now I have to wait for it to come out online. My life is so hard.
But I don’t want to whine all the time. I got to know these guys and even though I had to walk back from classroom Building North at night, it was beautiful outside. Am I right? Today was an awesome day to be alive. Too bad its gonna storm on Friday.
Something, something, final words