Day 2: Qualifier Half Marathon

Holy hell were my legs sore this morning. I only had to stop twice while running, at the two mile and two and a half mile mark, slowing to a walk for only one minute each time.


Thanks to Shannon for wishing me luck on my run today, it really helped me push through!


Training
3 mile run
36 minutes

Nutrition
Protein Bar - 200
Grande Starbucks Black Tea Latte (soy) - 180
Turkey Sandwich w/ light mayo on wheat bread - 170
Veggies & Dip - 70
Taco - 900
OJ - 170


Total - 1690



Weight - 188.2

Day 1: Qualifier Half Marathon Training

It's the first day and I already have no clue how I'm going to manage school, work, a social life AND training for this.

Though I've always possessed decent time management skills, my health and fitness usually come last on the list of my priorities. I can't make a living without school and work, and I'm beyond miserable if I don't have some social interaction, so naturally, if there is anything cut from my to do list, it's going to the gym.

But if I'm dead because I don't take care of my health, I won't be able to do any of those things in the first place.

This whole vicious cycle is my own doing, and I have the power to MAKE my health my top priority. That is the purpose of me signing up to run the Qualifier Half Marathon on May 20, 2012. It's supposed to be my motivating factor, and daily reminder that taking care of myself needs to come before those other priorities. 13.1 miles doesn't sound that intimidating to me - having to put in the work to successfully run those 13.1 miles at one time does.

So here's a snapshot of Day 1.

Training
Stretch: 30 Minutes
Strength: 30 Minutes
Arms & Legs: 3 sets, 5 reps
Core: 100

Nutrition
Smoothie - 260
Coffee - 140
OJ - 220
Protein Bar - 290
Soup - 260
Protein Shake - 170
Popcorn - 100
Greek Yogurt - 100
Pretzels - 120

Total - 1660

Welcome to the Future

Today I am embarking on something very important, an experience that could have a vast impact on my future. I am going on a second interview for a co-op position in public affairs that could open up a world of opportunities for me.

I'm anxious, excited, and hopeful that this interview will go well and that my talents can be well utilized at this organization. I know that it could be a valuable experience that will open up many doors and build on the skills I have acquired through my education and professional experience thus far.

I have to express my deepest and sincerest thanks to everyone in my life who has helped shape me in to who I am today. Without them, I wouldn't be here in this moment, right where I belong. I am so appreciative of all of the support I receive from my family, friends, boyfriend, advisors, teachers, mentors, colleagues and most of all from my Savior!

I know that everything happens for a reason, and what is meant to be, will be. So I'll put my trust in God and follow where he leads and remain faithful that today will go exactly as he planned.

Praise!

A Lesson Learned

Oh how God has a sense of humor.

I have always thought of myself as a person who enjoys routine. I like structure and organization, and without those things in my life, I'd be more of a mess than I already am. Yet, with my overactive imagination and incessant tendency to worry more than necessary, a routine only offers a familiar pattern that is easily and frequently interrupted, breeding a constant state of chaos.

So I found myself wondering today as everything seemed too comfortable, something must be about to change or go awry. Enter the Lord.

As I sat outside enjoying the semi-warm weather while I took a break from some frustrating homework, I considered that despite the average stress of school and work, I was content. Everything seemed to be going the way it should, both in my personal and professional life. And I knew that it was likely not going to last long past my moment of realization, whether I wanted it to or not. Which I think, deep down, I didn't want it to last.

I appear to feed off of the ups and downs, because I know that an equilibrium will breed discontent, as though I'm not really moving forward in life. The extremes are what make my life a reality, though my dreams are also filled with oddities.

So the Lord bestowed upon me, or I myself became informed through the ultimate plan of his own, a hiccup or bump if you will. At first I was surprised and in a state of disbelief. But as I came to fully comprehend the situation and the stress and anxiety rose, I couldn't help but look up and laugh.

Despite the fact that most would look at my situation as a negative one, I have come to understand that everything happens for a reason. God made this part of his plan. He knew who, what, when, where, why and how it would occur. He knew what my reaction would be. He knew I would first be shocked, but as he has taught me through various other experiences, there is a lesson to be learned here and that he will never give me something I cannot handle (1 Corinthians 10:3). He has taught me to have faith that everything will work out according to his purpose. What a wonderful God.

This is a post of admiration and praise to thank him for how much he cares for me, though I don't deserve it. I am thankful for the lessons I've learned that have strengthened my faith and for the unconditional love he has for me. I am truly blessed :)

Half Marathon Training

So I've been running for some time now. I love it, can't get enough. Despite my injuries, joint pain, exhaustion and frustration along the way, it feeds my need to force some discipline into my life. Due to a plethora of motivations I have decided to train for a half marathon which I'll be running June 5th. Monday began my 14 week journey embarking on checking off one more accomplishment on my bucket list.

Today is day three, and I'm feeling pretty good and optimistic. It is daunting to imagine that there will come a day when I'll be running over four miles a day, which is the longest distance I've run at one time up to this point. Though I'm looking forward to being able to say I've completed this feat.

On a side note, I have a bit of cognitive dissonance in relation to completing this task because of a bad habit I have developed: smoking :( I know it's bad for my health, causes lung cancer, makes me smell, darkens my pearly whites, and makes my psoriasis flare up. Yet, this compulsion overrides me, despite my awareness of it's horrid effects.

My goal, is to quit, forever. Smoking and running don't mesh well. So here is to my positive thoughts and discipline with running, spilling over into my other habits. Wish me luck :)

Breathe, smile, visualize, evaluate, fight.

I don't know what to do

Now that I have met you

Maybe chance, or maybe fate

But it's only been one date

Infatuation and excitement

May soon end in disappointment

Being the object of your affection

But where this will lead us

I'm not sure the direction

You make me laugh

I make you smile

This may break after a while

My true colors will surely show

Things about me you did not know

Unfavorable things about myself

Things I hide upon a shelf

Things that I have accepted

But not everybody else

And how they're affected

This frustration I've collected

Built up over time

And just as I suspected

It wasn't far that we would climb

Just far enough to make me scared

I knew deep down

There would be deception

Not all know how to react

Breeding fear of rejection

Just like that

I can't bare that again

Getting so close

Losing my breath

With each and every dose

Of the heroin you are to me

A drug and a disease

I can't leave, I'm addicted

To the pain

That you've inflicted

The highs and lows

The violent extremes

Losing you would bring an awful scream

But wait a minute

I'm over-thinking

The boat hasn't left the dock

And we're already sinking

Doomed for failure

This isn't flattering

But neither of us were looking for a fling

Relationships go deep

Beyond the surface

So if my heart you'd like to keep

Take a breath and repeat

Is it appropriate to throw up on annoying students in front of me during lecture to voice my complaint?

There is something particularly unfortunate about sitting in a class when you're sleep deprived and nauseous. I mean, it could be worse, I could be at work... oh wait, I will be at work tonight until 8 p.m. before trekking two hours home.

Sitting in this class should warrant I pay attention to the lecturer, and study for my quiz in the class from hell at noon. Yet, procrastination, as per usual, is far more enticing.

On that note, I'm beginning to find evidence that my institution of education is rather ridiculous. Quite frankly, it's embarrassing. My university has a party reputation, which is fine - but the academic deficiency is depressing. Who allows some of these students into these classes, let a lone college in general? I think several of them are barely lucid enough to function in society. Why would you come to class drunk and interrupt my learning? I'm paying over $900 for this class. I think I should be allowed some control over the outcome of this endeavor and therefore be allowed to BOUNCE YOUR ASS out of class.

In addition, some of the educators are lacking in their ability to profess knowledge in any way. Granted, I have been blessed with some great, and very enthusiastic and inspirational professors thus far, many of my teachers have been lackluster. It's comical to me that I can take an online course that requires the reading of ten short stories and viewing their film versions, and never flip a page and still maintain an A in the course. Or to attend a lecture, and be writing a blog and checking my facebook and still manage a 92%. I'm not a genius here folks. Though I do maintain superior organizational and multitasking skills, this isn't rocket science.

I suppose every institution has its pros and cons, it just appears that mine has some cons that feel slightly heavier than the pros. This rant has originated from my frustration with the delinquents seated in front of me who enjoy rambling in a hung over state about nonsense, distracting my subconscious from absorbing the general gist of the lecture. There blatant disregard for my learning and apathy for their own is frustrating.

Yes, I'm bored. Yes, I already know pretty much what we are talking about. Yes, I'm not really "on task." But I'm not bothering or hindering anyone else's learning process. Their violation of basic social norms and borderline mentally impaired actions only surface on Fridays for some odd reason. Fridays, the day that nobody wants to be here anyway. Why can't we all just coast through class and get on with our business in a peaceful manner?

Did I mention I can't wait to graduate?

Chrysler Wins the Super Bowl

Wow. Just wow. I can't even begin to explain the respect and admiration I have for the genius behind Chrysler's new marketing campaign. I mean, by far, at the 2011 NAIAS, they were the first and best press conference showcasing their goals for the next year.

And what another smart move by waiting to promote their beauty and class until the Super Bowl.

Not only do they make Detroit proud, and anyone from Michigan, but they use a prominent [and not to mention attractive:)] artist to push their cause even further. What honesty and hard work is evident in their vehicles and in this promotion.

I'm speechless.

Check it out for yourself and let me know what you think.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKL254Y_jtc

Wrong Era

I'll tell you what. Sometimes, I just don't understand why I wasn't born about five years earlier. Or in a different time period all together. I don't know if it was the way I was raised, or just an innate quality, but I've never had any fiery desire to be rebellious in any nature. On occasion I enjoy stirring the pot to stimulate my surroundings, but I don't usually feel any need to act outright against my moral standards.

I've come to realize that because of this rather mature perspective for my age, I struggle finding a place to be about my peers. So when my neighbors, who are nice and inviting folks, have the music bumpin' and yelling all loud, I can't help but be annoyed. (Though my annoyance has build upon the negative snowball of a day to begin with.)

I like my music loud too, but I try to not irritate everyone in the process. Go ahead and dougie your way through a G6, but do it a little lower so it doesn't shake the paint off the walls please :)

I'm certain that there aren't many others out there at my age with a like-mind. Those who aren't conservative, but do like to go to bed at 9pm on some Fridays because they've been up since 7am and working non-stop all day long. Those who don't mind being on their grind because they know they are going far in life. Those who rock their discipline and brush the dirt off their shoulder. It'd be nice to meet 'em, to have someone to fall back on who gets it every once in a while.

But until then, I'm gonna be thankful. I've got two legs, two arms, two eyes, ears, and a mouth. To top it off, I've got lungs that breathe and a heart that beats and I don't even deserve that much. Big ups to the Father for blessing me with my life. Though I struggle finding where I belong in this world, I know right where I belong in his :)

Get it!

Though the hour merits I be in bed, I felt the need to tout my accomplishments for a moment. I'd like to say that I pride myself on getting things done in an efficient manner and staying ahead of my schedule before becoming overwhelmed.

I work four jobs and am taking 15 credits this semester. Sometimes I just like saying this because of the attention I get. In reality, it's not that difficult. I find my classes easy and have a system of organization that allows me to complete an abundance of work during class - it's called multitasking ;) Work stays the same each week for two of my jobs unless I pick up extra shifts, and the other two are at my own pace for the most part. What an unfortunately selfish act which I indulge in, feel free to judge.

Sometimes things can get chaotic, but it's times like this when I'm on my grind and going strong that I feel like I could commit to even more activities. But as it stands, I would just like to say I am so eternally grateful to God that he has blessed me with so many opportunities and I am excited to be growing and serving him in new ways each day. I couldn't have done any of it without him.

He knows how much I appreciate keeping busy, but also how much I need breaks to take a breather. I am looking forward to continuing writing and sharing all of the great things that I have going on in my life and how I can serve him and lead others in his direction to enjoy the wonders he has to offer!

Show Me What I'm Looking For

As I step through my life, whether it be walking, running, or trudging, it is always moving forward. Yet I can't help but feel that when an obstacle meets my path, I fall behind as my life moves toward the future without me. I can see everything ahead of me, but it only appears to be gravitating farther away.

When I was younger, I dreadfully feared that I would never be as successful as I'd always hoped to be because I was too afraid of taking the necessary risks to get me there. That feeling has come and passed, and I'm exceptionally confident that I will carry out whatever marvelous plans the Lord has made for me. The secret to attaining this sense of peace is not only following God, but knowing that he is the only one you have to please or worry about, and even then he knows you're not perfect so there is no surprise in disappointing him occasionally. In doing this, and just being yourself without external pressures, will unveil you're truly extraordinary potential, which others will admire and thrive to emulate.

This is all fine and good, but I'm having a difficult time in this aspect of my faith when it comes to relationships.

God loves teaching us things, and the curious cat that I am finds this intriguing and frustrating as I try to understand exactly what he is doing. Obviously he doesn't want me to know everything, but I am discovering that he has been placing me in practically identical situations over and over again, and no matter how I respond or react, I end up unhappy in the end. To be honest, I've looked at this from every perspective I could possibly fathom and I'm still coming up empty handed.

It seems that he brings people into my life that are struggling, frequently when it comes to the arena of motivation. They come, they absorb, and leave me dry. The following is how I've broken down this repetitive scenario in my mind.

God wants me to realize my talents. We're all blessed with various forms of expertise to be used to our advantage and share with others. I would like to think that the Lord has given me a clever and witty sense of humor, a passionate heart, a fancy way with words, the ability to constructively mediate communication, and most of all, the drive of a Pagani Zonda. That being said, it seems as though my being in the presence of those less galvanized aids in emitting some aura of momentum for them to pick up on. But after multiple relationships have ended*, I'm fully aware that I can get 'em going ;) [*Granted these relationships have all ended, I wouldn't call them unsuccessful as I have learned other things, but I find it curious that this setup keeps echoing.]

So why do they leave? Am I supposed to help others, despite the cost to myself. It is very emotionally unsatisfying to be favored with the presence of some extraordinary people, only for them to extract what they need to grow and leave me damaged and depressed. When I encounter another, I have an unyielding inner compulsion to devote myself to their existence through all my resources of which they desire. It is literally an addictive affinity from which I cannot break free. Why would God lead me to do something that leaves me feeling so debilitated and therefore reluctant to even consider another relationship?

These situations corner me at a decidedly unfortunate disadvantage giving more than I receive. I know God wants me to serve others, but I know he doesn't want me to feel disrespected either. It seems that those I meet have pegged me for the type to give freely without proper reciprocity and prey on having their cake and eating it too. I am a decadent, three layer red velvet masterpiece, and they are a crumbling hot mess of fruitcake that includes everything but the kitchen garbage disposal. There is nothing wrong with either, but you get what you see, and I've got a little more to offer.

So am I just giving too much? It seems as though it is possible that God is trying to show me that I am too eager to jump in front of a bus for those who wouldn't even flinch as my blood stained their shoe. This is the biggest question I battle. I tend to place my joy in being such a profit to others, that when they leave, I lose all hope. Maybe He is trying to show me that only true joy should come from him and as soon as I realize this my frustration will be resolved. But I don't think that is it. I see so many people enjoying the way their fortes help others, why should I tune-down my talent if it can be advantageous to others? And as I said before, it is such an unconscious impulse to offer my capabilities to the infinite disposal of these cake eaters that I haven't the slightest idea as to how to go about not being helpful.

I have rationalized and analyzed this with all the energy I could humanly contrive, and I am still without solution. All I want is someone to share my life with. Someone to survive the struggles and treasure the triumphs by my side. To appreciate me, despite my flaws. To challenge me to be who God wants me to be. Why is this too much to ask?

Press has it's Perks

Having the honor of attending the 2011 NAIAS on media days was quite the tease compared to attending with the public. Being there amongst the press, media, celebrities, and dignitaries was a great experience to see new concepts and appreciate the time, effort, and hard work put into creating these vehicles and technologies, along with the show as a production as a whole.

The public aren't so obliged. Which is why, I have determined, that they lock and barricade most of the merchandise. It is a much different atmosphere on public attendance days when the vast majority in attendance have little or know knowledge on what they are in the presence of. This is why it is up to those of us in Marketing and PR to do our best to get the word out for the general audience to comprehend. The NAIAS is such a unique event in our profession to showcase our talents.

However, I had ample opportunity to drool over every vehicle at the show the first two days, so attending on public days is more of a venture into observation of general attendees. In doing so, I have come to the conclusion that some general changes may be beneficial, though I am unaware of how financially plausible they are, which may alter the image of the Auto Show as a whole.

It has come to my attention that some more educated and interested attendees, we'll call them "enthusiasts," are distraught over the lack of respect and misguided intentions of other less enthusiastic masses at the show, which we'll call "pretenters."

These enthusiasts have a genuine interest in the production, technology, and value of the vehicles being presented. They want to learn more about them, compare them, discuss their performance and aesthetics in a constructive manner. Pretenders have something else in mind.

Pretenders are intent on rudely swooping in while you are trying to take a picture with you film camera and sliding their grimy hands down the windows to open the petite door handles of a $70,000 piece of fine art to then yank on every knob and pulley till they venture to their next assault.

So why not have a tier system to organize who can attend the show, and on what days. Have the enthusiasts take some sort of car IQ test and charge them extra to get in on the first few days after the media, before allowing the pretenders, and 9 month olds who are just learning to walk, to traipse the floors with their wide eyes and sticky fingers.

NAIAS 2011

What a whirlwind!

I've been given the privilege to work as a sponsored (and not to mention PAID) blogger at the North American International Auto Show for ZF Friedrichshafen, a fantastic worldwide automotive supplier for Driveline and Chassis Technology with some 64,000 employees at 127 locations in 26 countries. <-- Pretty impressive stuff, right?

But wait, it gets even better.

It's profound how technology is changing vehicles inside, and out. It is making cars easier and safer to drive in ways that many consumers don't even realize when purchasing their vehicles.

The Auto Show may help educate buyers, but it seems to have a stigma that can drive people away from the opportunities surrounding them. Granted, they're standing in a show room with over 100 cars grossing a total value of over a million dollars - it can be a little intimidating. But isn't the purpose of having this in Detroit to remember where you came from? In fact, know where you came from was Chrysler's new motto when unveiling the new 300 (which has ZF front dampers and their ride height control system Nivomat to stabilize your ride).

As a consumer, it can be difficult to appreciate the multitude of options available when selecting a vehicle today because the overwhelming pressure to make a morally, politically, and economically acceptable decision. Finding yourself at the NAIAS in the midst of every option, along with some educated and persuasive professionals eager to share with you why their vehicle is best can have it's pros and cons.

So when it comes down to it, what do you look for in a vehicle?

Is it about looks, or performance, or something else?

For me, I want to drive a car that looks good, of course, but I don't want to sacrifice efficiency to obtain it. And vice versa. I don't care if a Prius is more aerodynamic, it looks like a pregnant rollerskate from an alien universe and I'm not going to be seen in public in it. Vehicles should meet somewhere in the middle, somewhere between functionality and fancifullness.

Coming Soon

Wow, I'm clearly having trouble with posting a blog daily. I could make an infinite list of all the excuses I find valid for not keeping up with it, however I will not waste my time on an inevitable scriptitation. I will make a list of upcoming exciting events in my life that I am looking forward to.

1. Judging DECA districts. Though I was never involved in DECA in high school, my younger brother is currently and I am attending to support him tomorrow. I am hoping that my knowledge in PR, marketing, and communication can be helpful in young minds.

2. Spending time with my cousins before I go back to school. My cousins, because they are closer in age than my siblings, have always been more like sisters to me than cousins. I will miss them a lot, along with my family, when I return to school after this month long break at home.

3. Attending the NAIAS as a compensated guest for ZF Friedrichshafen and blowing up my social media outlets, this blog included, about all the awesomeness I encounter.

4. Starting school again. I miss the routine and my friends, not the homework though.

5. Driving around listening to my newly renewed Sirius satellite radio. I love music and I love paying to avoid obnoxious and incessant rambling about nonsense that passes as "advertising" nowadays.

6. This is not something coming up, but I just HAVE to mention it because I'm still in awe. TRON: Legacy was a phenomenal movie. With a breathtaking soundtrack (Daft Punk has always been transcendensational) and arousing visuals, it's definitely one to add to your collection. Even if you never saw the first film, or played the game, or have any idea what I'm talking about: this movie can be enjoyable for anyone. With a smattering of action, adventure, romance, and drama, and an appropriate PG rating, it can be enjoyed from any perspective.

Tis the season

With Christmas fast upon us, I am trying to remember just how important it is to honor it's true purpose: The birth of our Lord!

Though our celebration this year may not be as festive, it is no reason to be less joyous and thankful for how God has blessed me since I rededicated my life to him a year and a half ago.

He is my everything and I want to please him in this life I have here on earth.

I am filled with appreciation for his grace and mercy in my life. I am so thankful for my friends, my family, my jobs, my education, and just my life in general. He has blessed me in so many ways that I do not deserve and I don't take enough time out of my day to dedicate to praising him for his infinite glory and wisdom.

In leu of this, I am finally getting a tattoo as a physical reminder of how in control of my life God is and how I don't have to worry because he always right beside me. I have always believed that EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON. It has become evident over the past few years how no matter how small and insignificant something may seem, God is watching and waiting. He is teaching me things and I am growing in my faith. I have decided to get the verse Romans 8:28 tattooed on my right foot as a daily reminder of how no matter how bad or good something is, it is all part of our marvelous creator's plan. And for that, I am ever thankful.

Moving

I am clearly slacking in my blog posting abilities. However, I believe I have a valid excuse. I have been busy moving my stuff home for Christmas break, working, and spending time with my family and friends. I've been enjoying this time of rest and relaxation after a brutally stressful semester. I also ended up getting sick :( This has put an unfortunate damper on my mood.

Today, in my relatively ill state, I managed to purchase almost everyone's Christmas presents and go house hunting with my step-dad. House hunting is fun, but I really don't want to move. Though I will be moving out anyways, I still love my parents' house and am not looking forward to the stress of packing up our entire life that has taken place here. There are so many wonderful things about our home that I am going to miss.

1. We live on 11 acres. Plenty of room for our dog to run around, to ride the four-wheeler, to rake leaf piles, and to build snow forts.

2. We have an abundance of space, despite the plethora of things we have. Wherever we end up moving, I will likely be sharing a room instead of enjoying the ample 12x12 dungeon that is my room now.

3. I am going to miss the memories. I have lived here since I was ten-years-old or so and I have changed so much since then. My whole life has happened here. I will miss staying up on Christmas eve "waiting for Santa." I will miss laying out in the sun in our pool for hours in the summer.

However, I know that change can be a marvelous thing. I know that moving will be a great experience for my younger siblings to have the chance to live in an area closer to their friends instead of in the middle of nowhere. I will just have to be patient and see.

Everything changes

I have an unfortunate tendency to get my hopes about things, and then end up upset because things to not turn out the way I desired. When I find myself happy, sad, frustrated, etc. I tend to write, as per usual, but I write poems because I find more clarity this way. As I found my hopes rising, I crafted the following. But this feeling was fleeting and I am back at square one.

Is it curious that I can’t get you off my mind

Think about you almost all the time

I hear your laugh

I see you smile

Haven’t felt this way in a while

I was happy long ago

More than I thought I’d ever know

Everything was shiny, new, and bright

Then like a thief in the night

It all fell apart

I felt all alone in the dark

Never again to see the spark

Gave it all my strength to move forward

Find something better to travel toward

But nothing seemed to give

No prayers showed a purpose for me to live

But everything happens for a reason

And for each time there is a season

God has a funny way of making things work

Enter you, and no more hurt

The peace in your eyes

The assurance in your step

Filled with no single regret

Sweeps me up with a spirit of hope

Still I tread a slippery slope

Fear moving too quick

Sharing my life is no magic trick

All out in the open

I’m already fragile and broken

One more hit

And surely I’ll slip

Fumble and trip

But isn’t love supposed to be worth the risk?

So I’ll dream and wish

For just one kiss

To show me it could be real

Give you a chance to feel

The warmth seep back into your heart

At least it would be a start

And if you’re true

I can promise you

I’ll give it my all

Try my best not to let you fall

Always answer when you call

Commit to giving you all my care

All the love that I can bare

All I ask for in return

Is that no matter what you learn

Or which way our paths turn

You’ll still care

Just enough to be there

Never enough laughter

I find it terribly amusing how easily people my age can be entertained and distracted. Once again I am spending my time perusing websites dedicated to Shadenfreude and the epic failures of the less gifted in society. If you have not found your way onto any of the following sites, please prepare yourself to waste countless hours in laughter and amusement, and be slightly offended. These are just a few of my favorites:

failblog.org

textsfromlastnight.com

damnyouautocorrect.com

StumbleUpon.com

Enjoy :)

We all need a little laughter

I am a firm believer that laughter is the best medicine. It is such a beautiful, infectious expression of joy that I'm smiling just thinking about it. A cheesy joke, a shared experience, or a perfectly prosed punch line can evoke a bellyful of amusement in the best of us.

Another beauty of laughter is that our sense of humor can change and grow and is never the same as another. With that being said, I hope not to offend anyone with the following.

I am the owner of an iPhone 3Gs and am decently pleased with it's performance, all except for one thing: auto correct. For those who don't know, auto correct is the programmed dictionary function in the messaging, emailing, and other writing applications on the phone which "fixes" words when you spell them wrong. But sometimes we spell things wrong intentionally or sometimes the auto correct simply has a mind of it's own.

So when I stumbled upon Damn you, AutoCorrect, I found myself filled with uncontrollable chuckles at the similar situations I've found myself in. Such a simple concept, but with an ever expanding audience as more and more victims of auto correction suffer, it is sure to bring at least a giggle to the most accurate speller.

I also appreciate that as a part of a distinct group of auto correction suckers, we can all share in this humor as it provides a connection that others do not share.

If you know what makes you laugh, don't hesitate to share it. A little laughter never hurt anybody :)

Good Morning T.I.P.

Normally I'd spend my Sunday morning relaxing and going to church to fellowship with my peers. However, due to exams starting at 8 a.m. tomorrow, I'm sitting in bed studying "How science is done." That is literally what my Introduction to Chemistry study guide says. Though this lunacy is not on which I'd like to focus this post, as I am procrastinating studying at the moment.

What I would like to focus on is the content of this morning's Sucker Free Countdown on MTV. What I love about Sucker Free is that it is MTV at it's finest; it's music videos, and not much more, instead of reality tv trash which fills it's airwaves more often than not.

This morning, a majority of the matter has been work by T.I. and B.oB., both artists who I greatly enjoy. Both gentleman, though very different styles, have relatively paramount presence amongst their peers, and radiate an essence of greatness, despite their circumstances. Rap and R&B music, though sometimes beyond provocative, can have such a positive and motivational message that is universally relatable.

I also appreciate artists' abilities to collaborate peacefully and make even stronger music.

This is music; I can enjoy it and I can respect it. This is not music. This is a ploy for attention, and a bad one at that.

Fresh ta death, good music will stand the test of time, no matter what genre. We just have to let it speak for itself.