The Last of a Dying Breed

Besides instant messaging, blogging is the most essential way to communicate through the web. Blogging is one of many tools that some just picks up by surfing on the web. In my case blogging is something I just walked into by attending college.


Over the course of my winter quarter my English class was asked to do something that most of us has never done - -blogging. I never knew what blogging was, meant, or its purpose until this quarter. When we were asked to blog it was about anything we wanted, but the catch was that we had to stick to only one subject. Blogging alone seemed difficult but sticking to one topic seemed impossible, especially for someone who has never blogged before.


A lot of people don’t understand the true meaning of online communication; besides e-mail, facebook, and MySpace many people have never did real online communication. That is what blogging is here blogging fills that gap between just gossiping online and actually writing something meaningful online.


Have you ever had so much to say and you just wanted a place to say it all without being interrupted? Are you the type, to always hold your tongue even when it’s something you really want to say? Or are you the type that feels lonely and unhappy. Blogging helps with a lot of these problems; it brings you out of a comfort zone and lets you step into a zone of comfort with other people that feel the same way you do.


There are millions of things to blog about from every day topics such as what should I wear, to bigger issues such as should I sell my house. Many feel that blogging is better than a journal that you can write down because more people are skeptical about letting other people read their most inner thoughts, but with blogging there is not to fear because you know that there are other people just like you. Sharing ideas helpful suggestions is one of the most affective aspects blogging; it gives feed back to a person that does not know exactly how to feel about a situation.

Take for instance blog Things That Piss Me Off. This is a blog that was posted by another college student. The author of this blog obviously had things bottled up amongst themselves that they felt they needed to get out. This blog posted by J Dent journeys us through a guy who sets out to tell us things that really gets under his skin. Although the blog is made for humor J Dent still informs us of things that are going in society; things that wrongfully done to someone, and how it just does not sit well with him.


Another example is from NYPrincess88. The blog titled Everyday Stress In My Life has a post called The Big Move tells us about a young girl from New York who has to move to Ohio and her transition is not a good one. She continues to tell us that she has been depressed and unhappy living in Columbus because it is not home, she further tells us that she feels lonely and unwanted. The author of this blog had no friends but blogging helped her express herself better than anything else could. Blogging is the silent friend that you can tell anything you want to and they will always be there to listen. Due to blogging the author of this blog is soon starting to get over her depression and starting to accept her new home.


My experience alone with blogging was better than I thought it would be. I myself learned things that I did not know. My grades and school have always been an important part of me. Though my transition from High School to College was rocky I thought I could manage it, I guess fate had a different objective for me. My grades began to slip and I began to fall behind in school; I was embarrassed about the whole a situation, and felt I could not tell anyone about it. Blogging was the only way I felt I could tell I felt and get it off my chest, so that I can proceed to do better in school.


Blogging has done things for me that people could not do, I always keep things bottled inside of me, but I learned that doing that hurts no one but me. It is a big stress reliever to blog (sort of like squeezing that toy and the eyes pop out), you discover a new hobby. Although blogging does not have to be about serious issues, sometimes people just want to talk about little things; regardless it is still helpful , fun and educational; three things of which I never thought I could have learned from this - -but I am glad that I did.

Guest Blogging response

My experience with guest blogging was pretty fun. It allowed me to step out of my zone and experience someone else’s just for fun. I don’t usually have a lot of trust in people to take control of my things especially a personal zone such as my blog but it gave me a different outlook about how people feel my blog could go.

When I was assigned to Ethan's blog I was wondering what the hell is a Post Secret. I tried looking at his old blog and getting clues from it…that didn’t work than I tried asking some of my friends…then I tried good ol’ goggle and it told me everything I need to know. (I don’t know why it didn’t dawn on me before POST SECRETS…duh what was I thinking). When I started the blog it was easy I just searched for one that I could have the most fun and BAM! There it was: THE CHRIS BROWN AND RIHANNA STORY- did he really do it. That was golden I did not know what else to write so I just had fun with that one.

I like leaving my zone to allow someone else to come in for a short while and I like having new ideas whether they get used or not they are just little helpful hints that can get you by. Until next time…..GOOD DAY

"It was fun"

My experience with guest blogging was pretty fun. It allowed me to step out of my zone and experience someone else’s just for fun. I don’t usually have a lot of trust in people to take control of my things especially a personal zone such as my blog but it gave me a different outlook about how people feel my blog could go.

When I was assigned to Ethan's blog I was wondering what the hell is a Post Secret. I tried looking at his old blog and getting clues from it…that didn’t work than I tried asking some of my friends…then I tried good ol’ goggle and it told me everything I need to know. (I don’t know why it didn’t dawn on me before POST SECRETS…duh what was I thinking). When I started the blog it was easy I just searched for one that I could have the most fun and BAM! There it was: THE CHRIS BROWN AND RIHANNA STORY- did he really do it. That was golden I did not know what else to write so I just had fun with that one.

I like leaving my zone to allow someone else to come in for a short while and I like having new ideas whether they get used or not they are just little helpful hints that can get you by. Until next time…..GOOD DAY

The Guest Blogging Experiment

It’s hard to believe this quarter is coming to an end quickly. Many of my fellow classmates have already scheduled for there classes for next quarter. We are about to be on our final week of scheduled classes then after that it’s finals week.

This week I am working to make sure I maintain my grades and getting ready for finals. We have to have forty five college credits to be considered a sophomore, so unlike high school I will have to study for my final exams. For finals week, I have two finals, one on Monday and one on Tuesday, leaving Wednesday and the rest of the week for me to have nothing to do. After finals week what many college students look forward to is spring break. So after Tuesday I will have nearly a week and a half to keep my mind off of school.

Many college students try to think of something to do during spring break such as going on a trip, partying or just relaxing. My grandmother haven’t seen her sister for a few years so my during spring break week my family was planning to go to Virginia, but my aunts house (where my family would have been staying) has just become occupied by her freeloading, nearly thirty year old daughter (who my aunt barely gets along with). So it looks like that trip will be canceled since my aunt’s daughter has no plans on going anywhere soon. So now I’m thinking of things I can do during spring break.

I made it

Man for the last (I would say about) two months I have been trying out for the baseball team here at Newark. A lot of people say i dont look like a baseball player; well guess what I am. Every tuesday and thursday i go to practice and play baseball. I like doing it cause it something to thats fun and take your mind off of school even though you are still doing it for school. and some of the best things are that I get 2 college credits for playing Hell Yeah I am in there. I also get my own jersey with my name in the back and every thing and if we win a championship i am getting one of them big rings that is going to stop and make everybody look oh yeah the good life.
Yesterday was finally the big day if we found if we made the team i aint going to lie i was nevervous as hell;but he finally told me that i made the team i was too geeked. Part of me had no doubt that i was going to make it but another part of me had a big doubt that i was going to make it but it doesn't matter because i went to practice and worked my ass off...and you know what "I made it BITCHES" ....LMAO. j/p(just playing) but 'til next time.

My response

In Christian's Blog he talks about how he as an audio project due soon and he just finished a major part in that. Now to him it may seem just as another project but to me that is cool I like and and enjoy stuff like that because of the simple fact that things like that are new to me; and I can enjoy new things.

He also goes and talks about how he is getting his job back which is always good for one thing: MONEY! Who doesnt love money, but I dont know too much about golf except that i am no good lol but I would still go out and try. I also personally think that is one of the best jobs to work outside in the sun and sometimes if he is lucky gets to drive the little go carts around i think they look fun in my opinion.

Last but not least he raises one of the legititmate points I have heard yet and that it is friday. Who doesn't love a good friday and I can think of one great thing about it NO DERECK lmao just playing, but until next time .

One Hell of a Night

As the music starting roaring I realized this was about to be one hell of a night. Two twelves roaring in the back from the 1200 watt pyramid, head rocking like grandma’s favorite chair and the only thing that I could hear was the bass beating as if I were holding a stethoscope to my heart and listening to it beat. The boys and I were on our way to our first college party as real college students.

As we continued rocking to the music and weaving in and out the people doing sixty-five in the slow lane, we felt on top of the world. It was like we never been out partying before I mean sure we have, but not like this. This was a whole new experience to us; we were finally grown and out on our own. No more living with parents and listening to that curfew bull. We made our own rules, and tonight was going to show it.

When we arrived at the house we walked in the living room; it was like nothing I really never seen before. The music was going people were everywhere and the environment was so cool and chilled out but yet so hype. I was partying with everyone: blacks, whites, even people I did not know, and the thing that made it better was that there was no one to start drama everyone just wanted peaceful fun.

As I moved on to the kitchen I realized that the real party was in there just getting started: kegs, beer pong, crazy eights and all other drinking games you could think of. Never playing any of them before I got curious and decided to try my luck one of the games. Now not being a big drinker or a big fan of beer it put me in a catch twenty-two, because I did not want to get drunk on the hard liquor that the card games had to offer, but the beer pong that seem fairly easy had the consequences of a bad taste of beer. As I began to toss the ball across the table into my opponents cup that had a shot of beer in it: I was confident that I was going to do good and maybe even win, but my hopes and dreams soon became shattered when the opposing team threw the ball back; and it landed it my cup, and I had to start drinking.

After I got my ass kicked in beer pong I decided my career was pretty much done and that I could not take it professionally on the road, so me and my little buzz I had from losing went back to something we knew very well--dancing and partying. Losing that came of beer pong must have been contagious because everyone that walked out of the room of defeat came back to the music a new person and a wild person because the night was young and the party was just getting started. No sooner than I had told my friend that this night can’t go any harder I seen something that blew my eyes; two of the most sexiest girls I could have ever seen in college started to make out, it was something you would see on television, like a scene from American Pie was going on right in front of my face. It was unbelievable words from me were limited because I felt that it was nothing words could explain. By this time my friends and I were determined that anything could happen at a college party and I mean anything, so we tried to live up to the hype and join the fun if you can understand what I am talking about.

I realized that I have been lying to myself for a long time because the parties that I had been going to before this one was I would say were extremely fun and nothing could top it, but then those were “High School” parties and the freedom at those were very narrow because not a lot of people were grown and resources or even the heart to do what goes down a “College Party”, so now after growing up and seeing the true definition of fun I realized I had wasted some time but I was certainly going to make up for it.
I could not even begin to even say how surprised I was because when events like this happen there is always something bad expected to happen such as a: argument, fight or even a shoot out. But there was nothing to worry about because these were adults that had adult attitudes and that was one thing having the most fun in one night, so that you can go and tell the people that missed it how much they would’ve had if they came (as if they did not already know).

I found out that the college parties have different atmosphere then high school parties. This maybe because you are dealing with adults that have to much to lose based on one night of ignorance, opposed to teenagers who don’t have anything at all to lose because they still are not at the stage of maturity. Whatever the case may be one thing is apparent and that I am in a new area and glad that I have stepped into it.

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