Why I Care About Me

Everyone cares about something, whether it be their dog, their best friend, their favorite sweater, it can be anything.  But if you asked someone to list out all the things they care about, why wouldn’t they put themselves?

People now think that caring about yourself is selfish.  But it shouldn’t be.  Just because you care about yourself doesn’t mean you care less about others.

Today people see it as a self esteem as being cocky when it is not.  When did everyone loose their self esteem and critique people that still had theirs?  Everyone should love themselves, but people put so much before themselves.  Your needs should be above anything else in your life.  Yes I love my family, but I love me more.

I went around campus asking people what they care and love most in life.  Only one person said themselves.  That speaks a lot for how people today view life.

What people on campus said


My Semester in MCOM101 (Which I Might Not Even be in?)

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This semester has definitely been a wild but interesting semester.  I learned a lot about myself (like my lips are pretty rad), about my friends (all of our first loves, that I really do procrastinate, and how much I hate Coke.  I did make new friends, and one of them I think we got closer than ever, and I bonded even more with a friend I already had and it turned into a good partnership for the both of us.  This blog doesn’t even begin to describe everything that happened this semester, but it is a good insight to what we did as a class.

Even though this is just a 101 class that I didn’t think I’d get much out of since I already took upper level courses, I did.  And it wasn’t just learning about mass communications, but about me.  I don’t think a class has ever taught me so much about myself.  This blog, and even talking in class and puking on the page really did make me get in touch with myself and how I felt about certain issues.  Starting with our first assignment, when I wrote about my week without my phone, which turned into a month without my phone.  Before I wrote about it, I didn’t fully realize the impact of it on my life.  And putting my feelings and thoughts into words made me realize a lot about how I few and use technology and social media and even the world around me.

I learned my process for doing assignments that I’m not excited for are shit.  The ones I am excited for are a little less shitty.  When I wasn’t excited for an assignment I would usually forget about it until the day before and then spend an hour doing it.  The ones I was excited for, I wold usually be so excited I would start the second I got back to my room.  But then I would stop to go to my next class, then lifting, then food, then finally bed.  All of these other activities would make me forget about it until the day before class.

The writing process I should be doing but don’t

I think my creativity as a communication major grew.  I now bring my MCOM journal in my bag everywhere I go and when I get an idea for a story, I whip out my journal and write it down.  I also liked having the journal to organize my thoughts because it is a lot easier to do on paper instead of doing it on my phone like I used to.

For next semester, and just for now on, I’m going to get a journal to walk around with at all times.  Not like my personal diary journal where I put all my feels, but a small one that can even fit in my purse.  I’ll bring it around with me to jot down article ideas or just write down something interesting I heard or saw that deserves to be remembered.  I’m also going to keep this blog, even though some stuff are more personal or aren’t the best to show, I think it’ll be good to show in the future to employers where I started and where I am at that point.  It shows my progress and what I can and cannot do well.

Even though I don’t know if I’m even in this class, but I showed up every day of the semester, I wouldn’t take it back.  This class taught me more than just content, it taught me to be a group member, it taught me what works for me, and it taught me, me.

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The first thing our group really did

Learning Videolicious and Different Things to do with it was a Big Part of the Semester

My Life Back on Social Media

Earlier this year my phone stopped working.  My upgrade was not up so my parents would not buy me a new phone and they told me to figure it out myself.  So being a broke college student, I went along with not having a phone.  I went a whole month without having a phone.  Unheard of in 2015!  Finally my parents bought me a new phone, but it was because of a broken elbow and hospital visits and them stressing over not being able to get a hold of me especially while at the hospital.  Who knew a broken elbow could actually be good?

Well the month without a phone was definitely something different from a usual teenager in our time.  I couldn’t see the scandalous Instagram pic that girl at the part posted the second it happened, I had to hear about it from other, I didn’t know the score of the football game everyone was talking about (like how do the Buccaneers beat the Saints?), and if you wanted to hang out you had to do it real old school and come to my room and see if I was there.

Now I have the new iPhone 6s and no I did not get the rose gold, it freaks me out and looks like a penny.  But I seriously upgraded.  Now I can have anything I want at the tips of my fingers, especially since it has 64 gigs for useless apps (thanks mom!).  Has that month changed me? I honestly do think so.  Let’s be real, I’m nineteen years old so when I opened that box I was downloading every app and sending snaps of me actually having a phone and answering texts from forever ago.

Yes I’m a normal 2015 nineteen year old girl, I don’t leave my room without my phone.  But that month taught me that everything I do doesn’t need to be recorded on social media, and maybe somethings are better left off social media (do I really need pong champs on my story?).  I do however leave my phone in my room when I’m walking around my floor of the dorms so when I go talk to people I actually talk to people.  I don’t constantly need to be checking Twitter and Tumblr, if something is that important it will find it’s way to me eventually.

I will admit, life is a lot less awkward with a phone.  And by a lot, I mean A LOT.  It is a lot less awkward sitting in class those ten minutes before it starts using my phone so I don’t just stare blankly at the board.  Walking through campus and seeing that boy you danced with is a lot less awkward when you can whip out your phone and stare at it pretending you don’t see the boy.  And it is a lot easier to get a hold of my family especially since they don’t have iPhones.  It’s nice being able to call my mom to tell her to tell my pets that I love and miss them (yeah I guess I miss mom too, her cooking is pretty spectacular).

Having a phone definitely does make life easier.  I can communicate with my parents all the time now which is really good for when I see something I want to send a text to add money in my account (definitely talking about that cute sweater dress).  Not even just to buy clothes and food, which I usually do, but even texting them when something serious happens.  My sister’s car has been dying this week for some reason so she had to call AAA and my parents, what would I have done if that was me during the month of no phone! Also being a college athlete, I’ve realized I NEED a phone.  I would never know when practice was or moved to or where to meet for events without my phone because everything is sent over our phones.  Also when I get emailed from my coach and need to respond ASAP, it’s good having my phone to respond.  Even for emailing professors about work.  Because during that week I definitely did not answer about ten emails from my coach and probably another ten from professors.

In a world where a cell phone is a commodity, it is actually a disadvantage to not have one.  People may think you’re getting in touch with yourself and you shouldn’t rely on a phone to control your life.  I agree you shouldn’t have to have your phone on you at all hours of the day and night.  But in this day and age, the only way you’ll keep up in life is having a phone.

Get a Smartphone!!!

They’re not really that bad!

Plot Twist I’m Actually 19

A few days ago I gave into the new social trend of online dating. I did not do this for myself but to see why everyone loves it and what people do on these sites. No, I did not sign up for eHarmony or Match.com (I’ll leave those to the ones that want the church bells ringing) but went on a much more generational site, Tinder!

I always heard that people just look for sex on Tinder, so I set out to see if it is true. Short answer: it is.

Long answer, there are a lot of corny pick up lines, compliments, unwanted nudes, numbers given out, new SnapChat friends, and more followers on Instagram. Most men on Tinder I have realized are on for a quick hookup, but there are the few that put on that they want something more (I don’t think Tinder is really the right place, but you do you). I don’t get matched with girls, but talking to girls on campus I’ve realized most girls do it for the confidence booster, which it is great for when the cute guy matched you back.

So what actually happened during my three days on Tinder? Well I got 257 matches, (go me) and about a hundred new messages. When I got questions about why I am on Tinder I told them I came on to write to article. I did ask why some were on themselves and guy named Sean told me “A friend hooked up with a girl from college” so he decided to try it out. Another guy I matched with, Andrew, said “Well I was bored and it’s fun talking to new people.” There are a lot of the easy going guys like Andrew that are just talkative people and want to talk and a lot more that have the same mindset as Sean and just want a quick hookup.

Many of the guys were funny to talk to, they would give a corny pick up line and a good compliment. But then there were the few that thought aggression was the way into girl’s pants. One guy for instance, called me gorgeous and me being me said “I know.” Well apparently some guys don’t like confidence on a girl because that made him call me ugly (boy, have you seen me?) So I responded with something arrogant about how I’m perfect and he took that as sending me messages about what he wanted to do to me. I told him to stop and I wanted nothing to do with him but he kept on going. He was very aggressive. I always saw post on Tumblr about guys being too aggressive with girls on social media and this was my first encounter with that.

I also realized during my experience on Tinder, there are many, many, and many of you Shenandoah students on Tinder. I figured I would come across the occasional SU student, but really there was a lot. The biggest contenders were the sports teams and conservatory kids really got in there. I tried not to swipe right for the SU students but there were the few that I was either dared to swipe right for or it was just too tempting not to swipe right. It was interesting to see who I matched with on campus. There were the guys I had class with but never actually spoken a word to, but we still matched. There were my friends that I didn’t even know had Tinder. And then there were the people I’ve never even seen before in my life (sorry conservatory kids, never met any of you but some of you are real cute). It’s strange to find all these people walking around on the same campus essentially rating you and others based on your appearance in the five pictures you choose for your profile. All this person knows about you is your looks.

My few days on Tinder were definitely three of my most interesting days in Winchester. I did not meet up with anyone but the act of talking to people in town and even on campus was interesting. To even know there’s that many people in town on Tinder makes you think, is this the future of dating? What happened to meeting someone in class or at the coffee shop or finding a nice hookup at a party? Social media and smartphones and filters are changing the game, if it is for the better or worse, well we’ll soon find out.


It was a Dark and Stormy Night…

It was a dark and stormy night, they were driving back to Jake’s place after his baseball game.  They lost to their rivals, Jane knew he was angry and not to speak.  But she wanted to say something, they were taking the shortcut home, the shortcut they were told not to take.  They always heard the stories about this road through the woods.

The woods were haunted and people have seen scary things.  Some have even heard and seen ghosts go across the street.  They weren’t the type of people to believe in the stories until they came to a stop in the road.

Jane could feel her heart beating out of her chest as they passed the “No Trespassing” sign.  As she opened her mouth to speak, the engine made a weird noise and smoke filled the air, adding to the creepy atmosphere of the woods.

Jack said “Let me see what’s going on.”  Jane yelled “No, don’t get out of the car!”  Jack opened the door as one foot steps out.  Then another foot as he closes the door.  He yells to see if anyone is in the smoke.  The fogginess has him lost for sight as something crawls across his foot.  No light, smoke getting heavier, he leans to get closer to the ground.  Jane looks and she can’t see him.  She tries to find him but felt a liquid.  She finds her phone in her pocket and turns on the light to shine on the ground.  Her eyes go big as the light follows the blood to where Jake is laying and taps him with her foot.  She leans toward the head head with the light when she finds their pet squirrel, Ralph, chewing on his head.

She didn’t know how he got their.  She dropped to her knees crying and screaming.  Until Ralph transformed into a masked man with a chainsaw.  Her last thought was “I guess the stories are true.”