Dancing Queen

Not quite 17... da da dada!

I'm a big believer in stepping out of your comfort zone.

I've fooled around with dance off and on for years, but by no means am I a serious dancer.

This semester though, I am attempting hip hop, Charleston, and Irish jig numbers.

It doesn't look like Irish jig will make the cut, it's simply too difficult on my right leg, but I love the challenge. The dances sure don't come naturally all the time, and Lord knows I really don't have the time for it, but I feel like it's a welcome break for my brain.

I'm constantly going to find ways to challenge myself, be it physical, emotional, intellectual, or other. I feel like it's necessary to progress, and I'm all about the progression!

Now what do you want me to do this time?

I'm a public relations major, but lately I've been eating up the journalism aspect.

It probably has a lot to do with the amazing professor I have teaching my reporting class, and the adrenaline rush I get knowing my articles are read by such a huge audience in "The Alligator" as a contributing writer. It's time-consuming and challenging, and so valuable.

Yesterday I spent most of my day at a gay pride festival. Normally I wouldn't have much of a reason to go, but I'm reporting on the event for the paper. It was fantastic. Which brings me to what I love most about writing for the paper.

I love that I'm being sent on assignments that I wouldn't normally be involved with. I have to talk to people, to experience firsthand and to share it with others. In this past month alone it has lead me to run around campus in my underwear, to interview a Playboy playmate, to talk love with a sex educator and to discuss high heals with drag queens.

What a great gig.

easy there, killer.

My vote's already decided, but the final presidential debate sealed the deal.

My southern, gun-totin', church goin' family is largely McCain fans, shocking I know, but I'm voting for Obama. Because of my background though, I want to listen to what McCain has to say. He has made it very hard.

Take away the politicians' stances on the issues and just watch their exchanges. While Obama managed the cool, calm, and collected poise that he is now known for, McCain was feisty! Normally I like feisty, I am feisty, but he was downright annoying!

He interrupted, sneered, and undermined.

Now, I am from Florida. I am a woman. I am a young voter. I am moderate. Basically, my vote is highly sought after. I assure you, McCain, you're not going to get it by behaving that way.

Agree with me or not, don't forget to vote! Early voting will be available soon, and the big (official) day is weeks away!

First blogging, next... dream job.

Okay, maybe not exactly that seamless.

Yesterday I attended a panel on the changing job market in the world of communications (a world that I hope to one day, sooner than later, enter). They must have mentioned "blogging" at least five times. Now, I completely took advantage of that section on myspace.com when I was in high school, but I'm pretty sure my summer flings aren't exactly what they're looking for. Then again, maybe somebody needs a laugh.

Anyway, I'm going round two on this blog business. I asked a panelist personally what prospective employers are looking to read about. He said it's not so much the topic, they just want to know you have an opinion.

Ha... that's something I can most certainly do. :)