I WANT AN AKA!

Okay... I have TONS to write about today. TONS. I must outline first:

1. How Sweet it is to Oversleep
2. The Love and Hate R-thingy with PE
3. Admitting Defeat: Part I
4. The Perfect Major
5. Missing the Afterschoolers
6. Admitting Defeat: Part II
7. I WANT AN AKA!

I think that's it. Today while all of this was happening, it seemed like there were more things that were blogworthy. But, I guess not. If so, I guess they will come to me...

How Sweet it is to Oversleep

I have noticed that when I oversleep for my Tuesday/Thursday classes, I generally have better days as a whole. I overslept today... not meaning to of course. But, I did. I woke up and noticed that it was brighter than normal outside. Well, it turns out that I woke up at 7:51. That left me 9 minutes to wash off, get dressed, and walk across campus to Tillman. So, needless to say, that didn't happen. Lucky for me, out of the 2 absences allowed in Brent Igo's class, I had only missed one. So, I was safe. Well, it turns out that Missy grabbed my nametag at the beginning of class thinking I would show up, even though I didn't. So, I got out easy. But, anyway, the day was just better. I didn't fall asleep in any classes, didn't feel lethargic or anything. And that leads me to my next topic of the day...

The Love and Hate R-thingy with PE

I have a love/hate r-thingy with PE. So, at first I liked it. It was different from my other classes, and refreshingly better than my other PE classes in grade school. Then came the stupid things like the learning center and integrated lessons. I hated it then. Then, just last week on Thursday we played that hella tight game of kickball and it was so fun. Then, today happened. We had to make crap out of panty hose. Why am I getting 3 hours college credit for that mess? We had to listen to Dr. Smith tell us the story behind using panty hose to make PE equipment. It was so tragic. That class should be called "How to Make Toys for Title 1 Schools." Tragic. So yes, I hate PE again. I think this will be the final emotion for PE since I don't have anymore classes this semester.

Admitting Defeat: Part I

So guess what... I get an F. I mean, I didn't get an F in a class. But, I have not done as well as I usually do in most classes when it comes to Speech. I truly have not done as well as I would have liked to. Most of my grades have been in the 80s. I know I got an 88 on one and an 84 on one. Those aren't acceptable grades. Believe it or not, the speech about No Child Left Behind (that so horribly ripped dear Kelsey apart) only got a grade of 79. Just today, I got my first A in the class... this A was the lowest A possible. A 90 on my portfolio speech. I was glad that I finally got an A, but I was a little upset that it was only a 90. So, I will admit defeat that I am not that good at public speaking. Or at least that is what my grades in the class show. I do think that I can effectively communicate though... I mean, hello, you are reading this. But, I will admit defeat and give myself an F. COMM 250 has not been my forte this semester.

The Perfect Major

So, today I went to Kellett like I do every Tuesday and Thursday. Today, I felt really good about going today. I walked in and played with Melvin, one of my favorite kids there. He is a little hispanic boy and his accent cracks me up, as well as his overall demeanor. We played with Lincoln Logs for most of the time. Later, I started playing with foam blocks with Rashon and Simon. It was SO much fun. I had a difficult time imagining with them at first... they were building a "skate park" type thing. I couldn't see how the structure on the table was a skate park at all, but I tried really hard, and after about 20 minutes, I started imaginigng along with them. After we played with the blocks, we started cleaning up. I picked up the bin and had the boys throw them into the box. It was SO much fun. I got them to put the blocks away AND we were having a good time. It was awesome. I really felt like I was doing something completely constructive and teaching them to clean up and doing it in a fun way (which helped them practice their fundamental skills... Dr. Smith would be proud). It made me feel likt I am in the right major.

Missing the Afterschoolers

So, this whole epiphany with the kids at Kellett has made me think twice about leaving them for the year on Thursday. It will potentially be the last time I see them. I'm trying to work it where next semester I only do Seneca Band. But anyway, after playing with the kids at Kellett and then going late to Seneca Middle today and having them get mad at me for showing up late, I though, geez... I'm gonna miss these kids. It seems as if I never really appreciate things until they are gone or over. Turns out that I feel the same way about this.

Admitting Defeat: Part II

Well, I bet you are just thinking that today was quite an humbling day for King Congruence. If you are thinking that, then you are thinking correctly. The second time today that I admitted defeat was when I got to look at the scores for Seneca's show next year. I have listened to the CD to the point that I can sing it, but I never knew the time signatures, which is kinda necessary since I'm going to have to coach the drum major next year. Well, I got the sheet music, and I come to find out that the entire 4th movement is in two different time signatures that alternate by measure. it goes 9/8 and 12/8 back and foth all throughout the piece. I was so flabbergasted. I have never conducted anything like that, and have never been taught how to either. So, I started panicking. I started calming down when I reasoned with myself and said that I could just talk to Dr. Spede about it. Luckily, I didn't have to go that far. After talking it out with Nick, who was a drum major in high school, we decided that it would be possible to conduct the whole thing in 3. I THINK that will work. I still might go ask Dr. Spede. It is okay for the king to ask for help and admit when he is uncertain.

I WANT AN AKA!

So, in math methods today, Shuntay, a new soror of ALpha Kappa ALpha (they say it like that, with emphasis on "AL-") Sorority here at Clemson invited us to come see her at her coming out show. So, Ellen, Sarah, Kalani, and I told her we would go see her. All I have to say is work the pink and green! Those girls are SO FABULOUS. And I want one. They were so elegant and so dignified. I do believe their line name was "The 3 Dozen Divas of Elegance." I think that is what it was. They are just SO AWESOME! It just makes me happy to see a black Greek community here at Clemson. We have all of the Divine 9 but one now. It's like overnight (literally) there were 2 new sororities, and now we have 8 total NPHC organizations... hmm... It is very exciting. The show was just full of excitement and fun, and we were so proud of Shuntay. It's cool to have a friend in ALpha Kappa ALpha Sorority, Inc.

Okay, I believe that is it... I haven't written since Saturday, so I have been getting a little behind again. There has been a little stuff going on. Not a lot. As for KKPsi... "I'm movin' on," as Rascal Flatts said. And moving on includes not serving as a committee chair... so everyone can stop asking me that. I also moved along the role as caller to Jenee... I didn't feel like doing it on Sunday, so I passed it to Jenee... she really wanted it. She will do a good job with it. The fratetnal year is pretty much over... now I just need for the academic year to end, and I'll be good. I'm ready for summer, my new job, turning 21, moving into The Reserve, and my last marching season with Tiger Band... and whatever new things will come in the future.