well shoot 100 posts, thjats kinda kool…

anywho at church they brough up a really interesting thing:
What is vision… The illustration was artists or crafts people, they can see a final product and envision it, the colors, the size, everything. well before its finished. For some people (like myself) we cant even notice anything. we say a tree will look nice there, but we have no vision, we cannot mentally create an image about what it will look like or the basis for it.

Its kinda funny cuz my professors that most influenced me in college were ones who strived for clear imagery.

English 102 with Marcia Marxx, improved my writing and actually gave me the want to continue writing no matter what it was. That presenting clear ideas and using strong language can manipulate the readers senses. Now everything i learned became really mixed with the advent of Com. 295 , however I’ve stuck with writing my thoughts and trying to do my best at it. She even said i needed to become a writing major but meh, id rather work on computers than type on em, laf.

Geology 101, 102, 145 with Steve Macias. High end liberal who lives on capital hill in seattle and wanted to go to UW and teach really badly. Dunno if hes made it there yet, but if it werent for his classes i dont think WSU would be as easy as it seems to be. His tests were brutal and he really challenged me, in a good way though, mentally on how to act and do things. I’ll never forget the day i was doing a make up test and he got really mad at me and even yelled when i searched my bag 3x over and couldt find a pencil. hehehehe noone believed him in orientation day that forgetting pencils was his biggest pet-peeve. made a believer out of me though.

ASL 1,2,3 with Maril Elliot. Such a sweet little deaf lady ^_^  . I even helped her with her christmas tree and try and keep touch even now. Man as i look back, with all the crap i was going through i dont know what i would have done if i did not have her classes. Amidst 20+ credit quarters, an immoral relationship, parental unitz goin bazerkz, being more powered by energy drinks and power bars than sleep, the worst math teacher ever that i just couldt win with and life sucking… there was a glimmer of hope and fun. Learning how to talk with my hands, playing games in class, and just the demeanor of it all was awesome that first ASL class. And as a resonating effect of it, im getting a Speech and Hearing Science minor from WSU. life long impact and a bit of well timed grace.

Throughout i had good experiences and bad ones. but in the end, its still me as a core person as an individual with my convictions and my failures. As i did with my other salute, i say thank you.