<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:18:59.580-05:00</updated><category term='car in ditch'/><category term='winter quarter'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='Fiesta Bowl'/><category term='comedians'/><category term='Paul Gilin'/><category term='I hate snow'/><category term='no school'/><category term='advertising'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='flat tire'/><category term='icy weather'/><category term='new influences'/><category term='election 2008'/><category term='spring break'/><category term='Adcult USA'/><category term='Greek Life at ONU'/><category term='Ohio State Buckeyes'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='family'/><category term='Do It Now Jingle'/><category term='New Years'/><category term='PRSSA conference'/><category term='photo id'/><category term='IFC'/><category term='no cell phone'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Dr. Joe Trahan'/><category term='Ada'/><category term='The Red Box'/><category term='Lima Mall'/><category term='fall quarter freak out'/><category term='Ohio'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Billy Fischer'/><category term='organizational blogging'/><category term='reality tv'/><category term='holiday shopping'/><category term='Panhell'/><category term='route 30 West'/><category term='Snow Day'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='obama'/><category term='snow in Ohio'/><category term='1 %'/><category term='about me'/><category term='end of the quarter'/><category term='Janelle Steele'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='social media'/><category term='PR women dominated?'/><category term='bouncing back'/><category term='snow'/><category term='love'/><category term='black swans'/><category term='turning 21'/><category term='Second Life'/><title type='text'>ONU AFTERDARK</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-5121480052025585653</id><published>2010-04-19T01:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:29:54.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal #9</title><content type='html'>For my example of pastiche, I chose the song Dare To Be Stupid by Weird Al Yankovic. The original song was by the band Devo and was also featured in the movie Transformers. The song was written several years ago (1985) and was reworked by Weird Al, including the music video. He kept the same beat and instrumentals, but completely re-wrote the lyrics to be much funnier. It's a trend he is ultimately known for, crazy, unpredictable songs from an array of genres. This particular examples is pastiche with parody because it's a spook of the original work by means of humor. It's a questioning of the status of the original because of all the different elements and the extremely different direction the song took. Part of the video looks reminiscent of other Devo music videos, the tune resembles Big Mess, the video has weird and bizarre imagery completely irrelevant to the words, they use Demo-like images throughout the video and the video references other bands or logos. It is completely different, yet similar to the original work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;"Dare To Be Stupid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put down your chainsaw and listen to me&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to join in the fight&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let your babies grow up to be cowboys&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let the bedbugs bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better put all your eggs in one basket&lt;br /&gt;You better count your chickens before they hatch&lt;br /&gt;You better sell some wine before it's/its time&lt;br /&gt;You better find yourself an itch to scratch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better squeeze all the Charmin you can while Mr. Wimpole's not around&lt;br /&gt;Stick your head in the microwave and get yourself a tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk with your mouth full&lt;br /&gt;Bite the hand that feeds you&lt;br /&gt;Bite on more than you chew&lt;br /&gt;What can you do&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some wooden nickles&lt;br /&gt;Look for Mr. Goodbar&lt;br /&gt;Get your mojo working now&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you how&lt;br /&gt;You can dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can turn the other cheek&lt;br /&gt;You can just give up the ship&lt;br /&gt;You can eat a bunch of sushi and forget to leave a tip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Come on and dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to do&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;We're all waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Let's go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to make a mountain out of a molehill&lt;br /&gt;So can I have a volunteer&lt;br /&gt;There's no more time for crying over spilled milk&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for crying in your beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settle down, raise a family, join the PTA&lt;br /&gt;Buy some sensible shoes and a Chevyrolet&lt;br /&gt;And party 'till you're broke and they drive you away&lt;br /&gt;It's OK, you can dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like spitting on a fish&lt;br /&gt;It's like barking up a tree&lt;br /&gt;It's like I said you gotta buy one if you wanna get one free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid (yes)&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;It's so easy to do&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;We're all waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn your candle at both ends&lt;br /&gt;Look a gift horse in the mouth&lt;br /&gt;Mashed potatoes can be your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a coffee achiever&lt;br /&gt;You can sit around the house and watch Leave It To Beaver&lt;br /&gt;The future's up to you&lt;br /&gt;So what you gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;What did I say&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what did I say&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;It's alright&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;We can be stupid all night&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Come on, join the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Shout it out loud&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear you&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;OK, I can hear you now&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Let's go, Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;br /&gt;Dare to be stupid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-5121480052025585653?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/5121480052025585653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=5121480052025585653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5121480052025585653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5121480052025585653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2010/04/journal-9.html' title='Journal #9'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3850887249896286442</id><published>2010-04-15T19:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:43:47.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Credit Journal Entry</title><content type='html'>1. What was your response to The Persuaders video? Do you think this is an accurate assessment of the persuasion industries? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;I thought the video was interesting. My favorite part was when they talked about consumers being bombarded with advertising forcing companies to break through the clutter in order to continually catch their attention. They also talked about how advertisers had to make products an experience instead of just a product that cleans. It had to set itself apart of its competition. I also think it’s an accurate assessment of the persuasion industries. People need to be shown a product or experience and eventually they will persuade themselves that that’s what they need. &lt;br /&gt;2. How does the film portray social awareness and coolness marketing?&lt;br /&gt;I personally saw social awareness portrayed through the Song campaign. The campaign targeted women who had to deal with day-to-day struggles of travel, by offering low prices, organic meals and a chic brand. They wanted to cater to women and make their travels as enjoyable and efficient as possible. On the other hand, iPod did a great job of using coolness marketing. Their colors, music and overall feel really makes you feel like you could be the one in the commercial. You feel connected with the product and cool when using it. &lt;br /&gt;3. How do the practitioners in the film promote commodity fetishism? &lt;br /&gt;They tried to sell to the heart not the head. Any product could get the job done, but they really wanted to make you feel connected while having a positive and enjoyable experience. They want you to feel as though YOU are the focus and YOU have the power to make a decision. The author of LoveMark said that people make such a strong relationship with a product that they don’t just like it or use it, they LOVE it. They do research to figure out how you connect with the product and what will allow you to make that intimate and lasting connection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3850887249896286442?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3850887249896286442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3850887249896286442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3850887249896286442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3850887249896286442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2010/04/extra-credit-journal-entry.html' title='Extra Credit Journal Entry'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-5065370776175982775</id><published>2010-04-08T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:57:14.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal #7</title><content type='html'>a. I used my cell phone the most to text message. It averaged out to about six hours a day. &lt;br /&gt;b. I used the radio the least. This was about two hours a day while doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;c. I communicated with people all day long either through online sources or my cell phone. This averaged about 10 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;d. I used the tv about three hours a day. The only radio I used was an online source.&lt;br /&gt;e. I was surprised that I had my cell phone so much. I guess sometimes I don’t realize how much I text throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;f. I don’t know if I will change my phone habits, but I probably should. It might help me focus on my homework better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-5065370776175982775?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/5065370776175982775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=5065370776175982775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5065370776175982775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5065370776175982775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2010/04/journal-7.html' title='Journal #7'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-78002280677633261</id><published>2010-03-31T20:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:23:56.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal #5</title><content type='html'>Why did you choose the symbols you did?&lt;br /&gt;The symbols I choose make up who I am as a person. They describe the things I like to do, places I want to go, things about my family and who I am as a person. They are the very essence of who "Tegan Ellis" really is on the inside. For example, I love to play tennis, listen to music and play with my dog. I also love to smile, am proud to be an American and have a birthday in October. These various symbols are signs of those things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does your photo differ from your rational and/or symbolic representation?&lt;br /&gt;My photo is very black and white. You can see me and everything that is visual to the outside eye. It only tells simple things like what I look like, my ethnicity, how I do my hair, what clothes I wear and what color my eyes are. Beyond that, there is no depth. You don't know what I love, what makes me tick or what makes me who I am. The picture is very one sided whereas the symbols have more meaning. Meaning which might not make sense to an outsider, but to me they may mean everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pictures were found on Flickr and Google images, not a product of my own&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-78002280677633261?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/78002280677633261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=78002280677633261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/78002280677633261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/78002280677633261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2010/03/journal-5.html' title='Journal #5'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3520979081441747062</id><published>2010-03-19T13:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T14:16:29.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lester's Six Perspectives for Analyzing Images</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/S6O6CxsxQkI/AAAAAAAAABg/GLjcmYCW_AA/s1600-h/tornado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/S6O6CxsxQkI/AAAAAAAAABg/GLjcmYCW_AA/s320/tornado.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450404530912051778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this picture I chose the "personal" perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first studied the image. My instinctual reaction almost puts me in awe of the picture, realizing this natural phenomenon is seen all around the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary Words: Lightening, Dark, Tree, Funnel, Clouds, Radio Tower, Sky, Storm, Tornado, Black&lt;br /&gt;Associative Words: Destruction, Fear, Danger, Hide, Wind, Powerful, Shelter, Beautiful, Natural Disaster, Death, Omniscient, Unstoppable, Strike at any time, heat etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairs: Lightening &amp; Heat, Dark &amp; Fear, Funnel &amp; Power, Sky &amp; Beautiful, Tornado &amp; Destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornado, Beautiful and Unstoppable relate to me the most. These words explain how I feel about these storms. Personally, I think they are beautiful from a distance yet scary when they get close. They can bring death and destruction and demand "respect" from onlookers. They are not to be messed with, as they cannot be stopped or controlled by humans. No one knows when they will strike, we can simply prepare for what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal story with tornadoes happen when I was a little kid. The day we moved into our brand new house the weather started to get extremely bad. The wind began to increase, the sky got dark and things just seemed quiet. The moving man asked if he could come in out of the rain. We all went to the basement and waited for it to pass. I thought we were going to loose our house before we even moved the whole way in. When it was all over, we came outside to find the spray on grass a mess but the house unharmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3520979081441747062?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3520979081441747062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3520979081441747062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3520979081441747062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3520979081441747062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2010/03/lesters-six-perspectives-for-analyzing.html' title='Lester&apos;s Six Perspectives for Analyzing Images'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/S6O6CxsxQkI/AAAAAAAAABg/GLjcmYCW_AA/s72-c/tornado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-354004487704819016</id><published>2010-03-14T18:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T18:20:48.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>True or False? Journal Entry #1</title><content type='html'>After looking over three different photos (which can be found on Web CT) I was able to come up with the following information about each.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions were:&lt;br /&gt;A)Are you familiar with the image? If so, how?&lt;br /&gt;B)Do you think the image is true or false? Why?&lt;br /&gt;C)What evidence do you have to support your conclusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo #1: Air France Crash&lt;br /&gt;A)No&lt;br /&gt;B)I think the image is false. There is no way someone could have taken this picture if the plane was about to crash. They would have been in a panic, trying to save their lives, not worried about the next front page cover for TIME magazine. Plus, the pressure would have been so strong there would have been no way to turn around and get that particular view. &lt;br /&gt;C)The man in the back is flying out of the plane. Realistically, people would be trying to save him. The person taking the picture wouldn't have been able to hold on to the camera if the man in the back couldn't even stay in the plane. I also believe they wouldn't have been able to get to their camera. All their bags would have been blowing around the plane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo #2: Hurricane Katrina Blows Car by Red Light Camera&lt;br /&gt;A)No, although I feel as though I have seen something similar on the news. &lt;br /&gt;B)I think the background image is real, but I feel as though the car was phottoshopped in. The color of the car looks off. It just doesn't fit with the rest of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;C)The level at which the picture was taken would not be where a street light hung. It was too low to the ground. Also, if the winds were really up to 130 mph I think the electricity would have been out, thus resulting in no actual photo being taken. Lastly, the palm trees through me off. I didn't think they had any in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo #3: Luxury Yacht&lt;br /&gt;A)No&lt;br /&gt;B)I think the image looks false. It looks like a drawing or a painting an architect drew up for a client. &lt;br /&gt;C)The water is too peaceful, the boat looks to large to have even been built yet and it just looks overall fake in my eyes. It looks like something I would see in a James Bond movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are solely my own thoughts, no research was done in order to come to a conclusion. All my ideas are therefore subjective and could be wrong. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-354004487704819016?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/354004487704819016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=354004487704819016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/354004487704819016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/354004487704819016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2010/03/true-or-false-journal-entry-1.html' title='True or False? Journal Entry #1'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-7327839627575048936</id><published>2009-03-16T18:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:51:01.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Second Life'/><title type='text'>ok, so this is a little creepy....</title><content type='html'>So, I have finally jumped on the Twitter bandwagon. However, I am now hearing more and more about this Second Life or Avitar business. Hmmm...I don't know how I feel about all of this virtual life shinanigans. Not to call anyone out, but let's face it kids. This is a bit creepy, and I mean that in the nicest way possible. Now, I firmly believe to each his own but where does the madness stop. I feel like in only a few years down the road kids won't even know how to function in "real life". &lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I won't lie. Back in the day I played a Sims, but I was 15 and had no life. Plus, the people I was talking or associating with were computers not other 15 year olds. &lt;br /&gt;I guess I got really freaked out when I heard actual people are being put on trial for stealing from this quote on quote world and as a result being tried in real life. I'm sorry but that's just sad. What next, are people just going to permanently live at home and create their entire world online? Clearly, I'm not one to judge ;) so what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-7327839627575048936?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/7327839627575048936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=7327839627575048936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7327839627575048936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7327839627575048936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-so-this-is-little-creepy.html' title='ok, so this is a little creepy....'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-9205866727411730827</id><published>2009-03-03T12:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:33:46.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality tv'/><title type='text'>Reality TV...Don't we have anything else to do?</title><content type='html'>So sadly enough I have come to realize that Americans are either too bored or just plain living on auto. The fact that we spend multiple hours each day watching other people live their lives, maintain or in most cases break relationships, recover or fall back into drug and alcohol addictions, and most recently learn how to become a lady or a gentleman. &lt;br /&gt;Just last night I have to admit I sat back and talked about the struggles, life lessons and everyday responsibilities my best friend and I have gone through in the last few months. Catching up on what the other has been up to and just swapping stories. Directly after we flipped on the tube and what else is on at 2 in the morning but MTV. &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I am actually saying this, but I watched about 4 hours of mindless television while I tossed and turned trying to fall asleep on my old, crappy futon. I watched G's to Gents and T.I.'s Road to Redemption. Clearly, I have my own issues in life, but somehow it's just easier to sit back and laugh at others. It kind of makes you forget how bad or boring your life might be. &lt;br /&gt;I guess I just think it's sad that these days most young adults shadow their lives after those they see on MTV. What does this mean for the upcoming generations? What kind of Reality TV will my kids be watching in 10 years? I don't know about you, but I think the future of television is beginning to leave a shadow on the lives of those to come. Maybe it's just me, but I'm about ready for some real entertainment. What happen to all the artistic and creative minds that came to the forefront of television only years ago? Come back from your little huts in Tahiti and make some decent shows, please. I think the future of television relies on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-9205866727411730827?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/9205866727411730827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=9205866727411730827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/9205866727411730827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/9205866727411730827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality-tvdont-we-have-anything-else-to.html' title='Reality TV...Don&apos;t we have anything else to do?'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-1192761846126942751</id><published>2009-03-02T13:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:58:32.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Laughter=a great stress reliver and a nice set of 6 pack abs!</title><content type='html'>This weekend I think I laughed more than I have in quite a few months. I headed down to Columbus to see a few friends of mine from high school, what a better way to spend a spring break, and got more than I bargained for. Leave it to four goofy, outrageous and unique women to turn a trip to Cheeseburger in Paradise into a therapy session. &lt;br /&gt;Can I just say I never knew what I was laughing about for 3/4's of dinner, but I didn't even care. Just being around people that made me relax and really enjoy life for what it's worth shined a new light on what it means to be alive. College is stressful, lets be honest. However, sometimes I feel like we, or at least I, focus way to much on tests, papers and assignments and really don't just enjoy the fact that I get to experience each day. &lt;br /&gt;We laughed about balloon animals, what time happy hour started and how we all could totally use a power nap after dinner. Cheers to getting old and no regrets. Thanks girls for a fantastic evening and a great ab work out. Perhaps I should head to Columbus more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-1192761846126942751?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/1192761846126942751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=1192761846126942751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1192761846126942751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1192761846126942751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/03/laughtera-great-stress-reliver-and-nice.html' title='Laughter=a great stress reliver and a nice set of 6 pack abs!'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-4888270153681462123</id><published>2009-02-23T20:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:09:30.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of the quarter'/><title type='text'>Thanks Mom!</title><content type='html'>So as I get older and more mature, or maybe it's just older and poorer, I seem to appreciate my family a heck of a lot more than in previous years. It's the little things that get me excited and make me miss home. Like today for example. I was sitting in the PAC Lab working on some last minute studying when I get a text message from my boss. First can I just say I always feel awkward when my boss texts me. I guess it will be really scary when my 60 year old mother (sorry mom, you are young at heart though) sends a text for the first time. Man, where did time go? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to my story, my boss tells me I have a "delivery." First of all that word delivery is just sketchy. What exactly does that mean, a card, flowers, chocolates and from who, your boyfriend, best friend, parent or some creeper down the curb. That's right people, you know exactly what I'm talking about. When someone uses the word delivery, you say hmmmm and your mind stars to wander as to what this special delivery could entail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so let's get back on track. This studying for finals things is totally getting my mind outta whack lately. I get to work and my boss just smiles and tells me "it's in the office." She peers through the window as I open the door, turn on the light and see what my mysterious delivery really is. A big, yellow, smiley balloon, some pretty pink flowers and a card. Who sent it you may be wondering. Was it my secret admirer or special friend, nope my mom. That's right all, be jealous because the card even had a poem. A rhyming poem at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How freaking cool do I feel right now! I strut out the door, delivery in hand and announce to the world that I have the coolest mom in the world. That's right, family gets a lot cooler when you get older. Keep them coming mom, I can handle these so called deliveries all quarter long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-4888270153681462123?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/4888270153681462123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=4888270153681462123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/4888270153681462123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/4888270153681462123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks-mom.html' title='Thanks Mom!'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3870695840635781418</id><published>2009-02-20T10:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T10:48:32.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greek Life at ONU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panhell'/><title type='text'>Lovin' St. Louis</title><content type='html'>With the quarter wrapping up, I can honestly say I am ready for a vacation! However, I did have the opportunity to go to St. Louis this past weekend, and it was amazing! Thank you Panhell! Free trip to hang out with 2,000 other Greeks and fellow Panhell and IFC members. So much fun, I must say. We stayed at the Renaissance Hotel which was beautiful and huge. We were able to see the Arch, Delmar Loop and a cute, little Irish pub. &lt;br /&gt;More than that, I learned so much about Greek life all over the U.S. It was fascinating to meet women of other chapters, learn how there chapters run and operate and hear exciting and inspirational speakers. Seeing the passion of students, no matter what their letters, work and learn side by side was very inspiring. There were leaders all around the room, sacrificing time and energy into making their chapters great. I can't wait to see some of the things that happen as a result in the near future. I sure hope great things unfold on the campus of ONU. I guess we will see when recruitment rolls around in the fall...&lt;br /&gt;Wish us Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3870695840635781418?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3870695840635781418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3870695840635781418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3870695840635781418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3870695840635781418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovin-st-louis.html' title='Lovin&apos; St. Louis'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-5107604816000605221</id><published>2009-02-04T23:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:25:18.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no cell phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hate snow'/><title type='text'>No cell phone=No social life</title><content type='html'>I have decided through my many personal experiences, that living without a cell phone in this day and age is sort of like living with no social life. Yeah, it super sucks. I am entering my third, "living in a hole with no clue what's going on" experience. Now I may seem pathetic to some of you out there that are anti-dependents on technology, but let's face it; if you lost your cell phone you would be lost too. Thanks to the snow built up in my driver's side floor I will be living without contact to the outside world until Saturday. Thanks dad, without you I would continue to live under a rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-5107604816000605221?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/5107604816000605221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=5107604816000605221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5107604816000605221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5107604816000605221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-cell-phoneno-social-life.html' title='No cell phone=No social life'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-6614779930127915991</id><published>2009-02-04T01:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:25:26.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Red Box'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Thing Ever...In Ada That Is!</title><content type='html'>Tuesday night=party night, right? Definitely not for me in my old age! However, I did find something that has proved to be better than late night runs to Wal-Mart, sleeping in and participating in quarters at the Beagle. What is this amazing thing you might ask? The Red Box at McDonalds! Seriously, $1 for a movie. I don't know what else a poor college student could ask for. So next time you are sitting at home, wondering what you can get for a buck, head to McDonalds. No, not for a cheeseburger for a movie! However, since you are in the neighborhood you might as well grab a snack. Whoever said cheeseburgers and fries aren't the new movie snack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-6614779930127915991?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/6614779930127915991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=6614779930127915991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6614779930127915991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6614779930127915991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-thing-everin-ada-that-is.html' title='The Greatest Thing Ever...In Ada That Is!'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-8619030431151871951</id><published>2009-02-02T18:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:24:35.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car in ditch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='route 30 West'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow in Ohio'/><title type='text'>I hate ditches...</title><content type='html'>So if you read my last blog, you would understand the hatred I now hold towards snow in Ohio. Saturday night I was driving to Shelby and you guessed it, I too became a "snow ditch groupie." I was driving, minding my own business and obeying the rules of the road when i hit a patch of drifted snow in the road and came face to face with four feet of snow. My car veered right in front of another car, fish tailed in the back sending snow flying and came to a sudden halt. Not to mention my cell phone, which I had been on trying to get directions, went flying across the car and fell into a puddle of water. Yes, the puddle was in my car, and yes my phone no longer works.&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later with the help of a random townie, my boyfriend, a state highway patrol man and a tow man, I was out of the ditch. I think it's about time for some warmer weather or I could just settle for my own personal tow truck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-8619030431151871951?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/8619030431151871951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=8619030431151871951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8619030431151871951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8619030431151871951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-ditches.html' title='I hate ditches...'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2372572573742060721</id><published>2009-01-31T18:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:43:16.100-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car in ditch'/><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting at a friends munching on whole wheat pasta and some garlic bread, when I get a call from a friend that she ditched her car the night before and needed some help. Of course, I grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I had no idea where I was going. One slight problem, neither did she. Well, there are only so many roads in Hardin County, can't be that hard to find, right?&lt;br /&gt;Well, about 45 minutes and several phone calls later, we finally found "old blue" just hanging out on the side of the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I would like to say I don't understand why it is so difficult for people to clear there driveways of excess snow. I tried to find a place to turn around, and I almost ditched my own car in the process. I finally found a place to squeeze in and turn "BlackBeauty" around, threw on my flashers and jumped out of my car. My buddy and I walked towards the car and discovered the snow was like quicksand. I was knee high in snow, freezing my butt off and snapping pictures. I totally had to give her a hard time about this for the next month or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, I think we were best friends with the 411 Verizon network. I am pretty sure we called aproximately five times trying to find someone who could tow a car. Let me just say it is hard to get help when you are stuck in BFE and no one knows what Mt. Victory is. Or maybe it is the fact that we got connected to a tow company in Texas. HMMMMM....either way we finally got the situation figured out, made a few road way friends, and headed back to Ada. I think I can do without snow for a while, just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2372572573742060721?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2372572573742060721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2372572573742060721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2372572573742060721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2372572573742060721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/01/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-7832810556667961259</id><published>2009-01-28T13:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:11:06.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow Day'/><title type='text'>Snow Day...</title><content type='html'>So after a fabulous evening with the family, eating Stromboli, drinking wine and finishing it all with a slice of ice cream cake (fantastic mix, I know), I wake up this morning to find snow,EVERYWHERE! Needless to say, I was not thrilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up at the crack of dawn, OK so maybe in Tegan's world that means 8:30, but still way before my body should be moving anywhere. I took a two minute shower, shoved all the dirty, I mean clean clothes in the car (Thanks mom and dad), grab my groceries (again my thanks) and get into my car. Drum roll please, which now has gas in it. Attention all you poor college students, follow my lead. Please apply the dash and go method to your agenda books and you will live a prosperous 4-year life span. Hmmm, well maybe prosperous is a stretch, but you will get by withouth dirty underwear, eating out of your neighbors fridge and bumming rides off the townies nearby. Live far enough away that the rents can't just randomly show up without a call, but live close enough that you can still come home if you run out of necessities and just wanted to drop in to say hello! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, now that my secrets are exposed (Serioulsy, I expect to see some checks in the mail soon from you college groupies reading this), I will continue my snowy, story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am to the point of no return, that is I have trekked it out to my snow covered car, cleaned off the windows and started up the engine. I put the car in reverse, push the gas and go...NOWHERE! Sweet, real sweet; I just love Ohio weather. All in all, I did not make it to Ada, I did not even make it out of my drive. So much for a fun snow day. I guess I'm spending it with the family!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-7832810556667961259?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/7832810556667961259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=7832810556667961259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7832810556667961259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7832810556667961259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day...'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3979496312380167988</id><published>2009-01-16T17:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T17:56:01.765-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icy weather'/><title type='text'>I would love to know who's genius idea walking to class in 30 below zero weather was?</title><content type='html'>So I am walking to class today, ya that's right. Walking because it's so cold my friends car won't even start to pick me up. On the way, I about bite it, can't feel my face, my fingers or anything in front of me and pray I will make it from my apartment to Freed for a 9 am interview. Real Real Sweet, Northern! &lt;br /&gt;I like how every other school in a 50 mile radius decides to cancel but little ole Northern pushes through, or should I say slips. I didn't know somehow are campus had hidden heat waves that we could send out, but only on our university grounds, to make things safe enough to get to class. Courtesy vans, I think not. Two vans that drive around on sheets of ice and pick you up for class at 9:30 when you called at 8:40 and your class is at 9. Please tell me how that works?&lt;br /&gt;I just think snow and -30 degree weather=no class and a reassurance of good health for all; just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3979496312380167988?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3979496312380167988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3979496312380167988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3979496312380167988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3979496312380167988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-would-love-to-know-whos-genius-idea.html' title='I would love to know who&apos;s genius idea walking to class in 30 below zero weather was?'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-676344266411357025</id><published>2009-01-15T18:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:49:46.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Are you a follower?</title><content type='html'>So, I have mixed feelings about this new creation we have come to know as Twitter. The new master of the air ways when it comes to getting info quick still leaves me on the edge. Now, I have dipped my toes into the water but haven't yet fully submerged into the land that is Twitter. I have mixed feelings about this crazy world of 140 characters and PR creepers everywhere. I like the concept, but I feel some what like a stalker. Any advice on how I can finally take that leap of faith and get into the groove?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-676344266411357025?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/676344266411357025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=676344266411357025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/676344266411357025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/676344266411357025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-you-follower.html' title='Are you a follower?'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-7811458500403193760</id><published>2009-01-06T10:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:39:45.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ohio State Buckeyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiesta Bowl'/><title type='text'>Disappointment, yet again!?</title><content type='html'>So, how about those Buckeyes? Last night was a sad day for Ohio State fans. It's like something that only happens in movies. 38 seconds on the clock, were up and in for the home stretch. We can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Victory is near. Wait, just kidding Texas just scored, again. Talk about a downer. Better luck next time; I mean what do you say to that? Three bowl game losses in a row...Tressel what's happening, man!? I bleed red and gray like everyone else in Ohio, but come on now boys.  Maybe Jim Tressel just needs some new sweater vests to turn this team around next year. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-7811458500403193760?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/7811458500403193760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=7811458500403193760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7811458500403193760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7811458500403193760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/01/disappointment-yet-again.html' title='Disappointment, yet again!?'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-5006923974542138551</id><published>2009-01-05T00:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:15:06.187-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ohio'/><title type='text'>Back in the big ole' A-D-A</title><content type='html'>Well, you guessed it! The excitement is finally over and the slave labor begins, yet again. My two weeks of bliss, filled with an incredible sleep schedule and no responsibilities, are out the window. Instead it's back to the bustling metropolis of Ada and the  tasks that accompany such a wonderful place. If you are sensing some sarcasm here you stand correct. Don't get me wrong, I miss the people and the freedom this place brings but a home cooked meal and free laundry services rank just a little bit higher on my priority list. See, just a sign I'm maturing, I now appreciate the small things in life(Bonus points if you are reading this mom).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-5006923974542138551?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/5006923974542138551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=5006923974542138551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5006923974542138551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5006923974542138551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-in-big-ole-d.html' title='Back in the big ole&apos; A-D-A'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-7979126075791963564</id><published>2009-01-01T01:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:10:47.820-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Years'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>OMG Happy New Years! Can't believe it's finally the end of the year! 2008 is over and we are rolling in the new year. Woop de doo! This year has been fun and definitely full of surprises but what's life if you play everything by ear. ONU is my home away from home and as much as I have enjoyed seeing friends and family I'm ready for something new. New thoughts, ideas and goals but most of all a new me! So out with the old, and in with the new! Hot Damn it's 2009 and I think it's right we make the most of it! So, open the bubbly, sit under the mistletoe and kiss 2008 goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-7979126075791963564?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/7979126075791963564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=7979126075791963564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7979126075791963564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7979126075791963564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2900191000964427045</id><published>2008-12-28T17:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:15:18.341-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Paging the love doctor!?</title><content type='html'>I have finally decided through my 21 years of relationship experience, or lack their of, that either the love doctor took a permanent vacation or my hopeful prayer of a personal Hitch never made it to the big man upstairs. I will have to go with the latter of the two. Relationships are one of the most stressful and in some cases idiotic and confusing roller coasters we continue to stand in line and strap into. Are we really nuts or do we just enjoy various periods of pain and misery. Not to sound like Ms. Debbie Downer or anything but a solution or some kind of miraculous Mary Poppins coming to save the day would be lovely!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying I am an expert on relationships or love but I have had my share of uh-ha moments. However, I still haven't seemed to find the cure for heartache or total, excuse my French, but "WTF just happened" moments. If at any time someone discovers, not the cure for cancer but the cure for love, feel free to let me know. Until then I guess I'll just keep paging the Love Doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2900191000964427045?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2900191000964427045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2900191000964427045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2900191000964427045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2900191000964427045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/12/paging-love-doctor.html' title='Paging the love doctor!?'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-6046612995073317218</id><published>2008-12-27T16:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:10:30.351-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I thought rain and brown grass were signs of Spring not Winter</title><content type='html'>I have decided that Ohio weather is clearly not correct but confused instead. Tell me if I am wrong, but for some reason I thought frolicking in the snow and dreaming of a "White Christmas" wasn't some new idea or out of this world conception. Apparently this is true, just not in Ohio. Instead we get rain and brown grass with a touch of cloudy skies. What a pretty picture-Not! Did we just not get the memo or is this new dreary day the new fad for Christmas morning? If this is the case I might as well move, at least Florida knows they won't be disappointed when they sing those silly Christmas songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-6046612995073317218?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/6046612995073317218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=6046612995073317218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6046612995073317218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6046612995073317218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-thought-rain-and-brown-grass-were.html' title='I thought rain and brown grass were signs of Spring not Winter'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2278971702595712520</id><published>2008-12-22T22:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:51:41.407-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday shopping'/><title type='text'>The mall+holiday shopping=chaos</title><content type='html'>I have decided that shopping during the holidays is not good for your blood pressure or your pocketbook. I finally made the bold trip out into the wild to get those last minute gifts for the family. Seriously, by last minute I mean I still needed to purchase something for everyone in my family. Now I know some people start shopping for Christmas presents December 26th and seem to be done, presents wrapped and stowed away for the following holiday by the 27th, but that's just not me. I'm sorry but I just have to say, YOU PEOPLE ARE NUTS. However, I am slightly jealous. I feel like shopping during the holidays takes a special gift, or maybe it just takes special people. In any case, I do not and probably never will be a fan of Christmas shopping. My bets are still on Santa to come through for the winter holidays. So for all you go getters out there good luck and God speed, but remember to save some gifts for the rest of us (I am a fan of those Wal-Mart specials)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2278971702595712520?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2278971702595712520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2278971702595712520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2278971702595712520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2278971702595712520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/12/mallholiday-shoppingchaos.html' title='The mall+holiday shopping=chaos'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-8795458622472578784</id><published>2008-12-14T22:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:13:59.385-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flat tire'/><title type='text'>Flat tires are not fun, along with various other activites that occured this weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend was ridiculous. For starters I think between my boyfriend and I everything that could have gone wrong did. I don't know if it's just the fact that I am ready to go on break or what, but going back to Marion for a little R&amp;R doesn't sound so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I was excited. The weekend had officially begun and I was getting out of Ada for a few hours to go to a Christmas party, or at least that was the plan. I'm driving down 30 music bumping and a smile on my face when I hear a loud "pop", see smoke, and can't get my car to keep up speed. I pull off the side of the road and discover my tire has blown out in five spots. Some random stranger pulls up behind me about ten minutes later, which totally freaks me out, and decides to save the day. Of course me, keeping it classy in my heels and dress pants, feel completely stupid and just smile while he works his magic, or at least tries. Whatever tire iron he has definitely doesn't fit; screw that idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call up my best friend and ask him to venture out in the cold to come change my tire. He, being the great and lovely friend that he is, pulls up behind me about fifteen minutes later. He gets out of the truck, puts on his Carhart overalls, and gets to work. I watch of course, from the inside of his warm truck, while he puts on the spare. He fixes the problem in about ten minutes and I get back on my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not ten minutes later my car starts to rumble and vibrate. I have no clue what's going on but keep driving anyways. Not a few seconds later I see half my tire flying across the road and more smoke. Seriously, at this point I don't think things can get much worse for the night. I pull over for the second time, annoyed and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call my friend back and ask him to turn around and come save me for the second time. I also call my boyfriend and tell him that my half an hour of being late is going to be a little longer that I thought. Oh yeah, and the fact that he should come pick me up so I didn't have to sit on the side of the road by myself (that's the calm version). About ten minutes later we're having a party on the side of the highway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jared, my boyfriend and his brother-in-law and of course me and my car, one tire down, decided to have a reunion. The first thing my boyfriend does, after asking if I'm OK, is laugh. Oh I was so mad, I did not yet see the comedy in the situation. I was still cold, my car was still sitting on the side of the road, and I couldn't feel my toes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this trip that was supposed to take an hour and fifteen minutes, took about three. Talk about a crappy Friday night. Next time I might as well just walk, It would probably take about the same amount of time. A word to the wise, when traveling down rt. 30 bring the following: blankets, cell phone and multiple tires; you know, just in case!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-8795458622472578784?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/8795458622472578784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=8795458622472578784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8795458622472578784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8795458622472578784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/12/flat-tires-are-not-fun-along-with.html' title='Flat tires are not fun, along with various other activites that occured this weekend'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-5570739470022139968</id><published>2008-12-11T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:40:00.347-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lima Mall'/><title type='text'>Seriously...I'm not shopping there</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, today was probably one of the best afternoons I've had in a while. Well maybe, I mean it's hard to compete with the constant precipitation and booming life in Ada, but I think this one may have taken the cake. Jenna and I busted out of our meeting and made the exciting, ok so maybe I'm fibbing, trip to Lima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festivities began when we stepped into the tanning establishment. So me being the whitey that I am and my boyfriend telling me only two days in advance that we were going to semi-formals, I decided to sign up for fake-bakers-R-Us. Try having some girl that's about 90lbs. soaking wet spray you down with fake paint in your skives. No matter what you talk about, you know that's gonna be one awkward conversation. Poor girl, maybe she is filling out applications as we speak for a new job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we decided to skip out on Wally-World and head to the mall, or at least that was the plan. About half way there, I decided I had no clue where I was going and preceded to go though my contacts list, starting with the letter A, until someone told me where to go. Hmmm, maybe for Christmas Santa should bring me some GPS. The Lima mall does is not every girls dream of a shopping experience to remember, but It will do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, Debbs. Jenna was not having it. She straight up was like not happening, that place is ghetto and they don't have any good clothes. We walked in to look at shoes and not five minutes later she found a pair she wanted to buy. I seriously couldn't help but laugh. Guess she changed her mind on the, quote on quote ghettoness of the place. We finished up walking around the mall and headed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the ugly sweater party, so we decide to stop at this creepy, hole in the wall thrift store which no person in their right mind would stop at after dark. We found gold, let me tell you what. Christmas turtlenecks that looked like they were from a bad Baby Gap magazine, denim and plaid vests and some old school sweater my mom would have rocked out back in the day. Don't let me forget the diamond in the rough, at a bargain price of....wait for it...25 cents; an I love Christmas pin! Total price, $12.50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed with pride, and thankful we found outfits for the weekend events, we headed out to my car. First of all, I was happy to see my hubcaps were still in tact. Second, my car looked like someone had been going at it in the back seat; my windows were completely fogged up. After recovering from laughing so hard, we headed home, but before we got there I was craving food hard core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Kewpee, Jenna's first experience, and indulged in calorie overload. So much for all the calories we power walked off at the mall. Of course I had to experience one awkward moment before we left, or our experience would not have been complete. Jenna ordered first, set down her tray and booked it to the ladies' room. I on the other hand was totally not paying attention and stood starring into the restaurant, tray in hand, looking like a freshmen on the first day of school in the cafeteria. Some older women had to tell me where she went, I didn't feel like a complete fool or anything. Overall, the trip was ridiculous, but honestly I don't think I could have had it any other way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-5570739470022139968?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/5570739470022139968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=5570739470022139968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5570739470022139968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5570739470022139968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/12/seriouslyim-not-shopping-there.html' title='Seriously...I&apos;m not shopping there'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3537132844805848800</id><published>2008-12-09T10:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:36:20.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bouncing back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter quarter'/><title type='text'>And You Thought I Was Gone...</title><content type='html'>Soooo...&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I have ventured to this site. Over break I felt no motivation to do anything, let alone write. However, that little bit of PR inside me is screaming to come out. Therefore, I decided to get back on the horse and share my thoughts, feelings and experiences with the public (even if the public consists of my 16 classmates who also have nothing better to do during the day). Thanks Agozzino, for making us all addicts. &lt;br /&gt;Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;Winter quarter is underway and I am already in need of a little R&amp;R. Guess no matter where I go, I can't hide from the chaos that being a college student brings. Honestly, I think it's in my blood now. I seem to thrive in hectic schedules and long days. Dear God, what is happening? Is that the voice of reason kicking in, does this mean I'm growing up and realizing that I am about to enter the real world. There is only one thing I can say to this, BRING IT ON BECAUSE IT'S ABOUT FREAKING TIME!&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...The adventures are sure to begin if your in need of a good laugh you might want to keep reading...............................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3537132844805848800?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3537132844805848800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3537132844805848800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3537132844805848800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3537132844805848800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-you-thought-i-was-gone.html' title='And You Thought I Was Gone...'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-1105241240216247044</id><published>2008-11-14T10:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:54:16.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of the quarter'/><title type='text'>Last Day of Classes/so close yet so far away!</title><content type='html'>So today is the day! No, not the day where I kick the bucket or sign my life away. No my friends this day is even better than that. The last day of fall quarter classes, and it couldn't have come soon enough! I do have an entire week left of exams, but ehhh I'm over it. The fact that I can see the light at the end of the tunnel is plenty a boost in itself. I can smell the Turkey dinner already and hear the sweat sounds of Buckcherry. Yes, be jealous I am going to be in attendance at the Buckchery/Avenged Sevenfold Concert on the 23rd. &lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving day is the day of happiness at the Ellis household. Food, and lots of it, family, friends and the ever cheesy playing of games that has become a family tradition. This day cannot come soon enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-1105241240216247044?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/1105241240216247044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=1105241240216247044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1105241240216247044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1105241240216247044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-day-of-classesso-close-yet-so-far.html' title='Last Day of Classes/so close yet so far away!'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2526613461212344649</id><published>2008-11-11T00:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:03:34.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friends Are My Life</title><content type='html'>Tonight I couldn't help but smile, as hard as times get at points or no matter how beat down you think you are your friends are always there to pick you up even when they don't even know it. The arguments, petty comments or misunderstands are nothing compared the the good times and great memories made amongst friends. Bonds made, memories shared and situations embedded into your minds remind us of the real meaning of friendship. Having others there to pick you up when you fall, remind you in a loving way that you screwed up and wipe your tears when you cry is an honor and a privilege never to be forgotten or taken for granted. when you lay in bed at night, be thankful for the relationships you have and the friends you have by your side and how can you do anything but smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2526613461212344649?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2526613461212344649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2526613461212344649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2526613461212344649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2526613461212344649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-friends-are-my-life.html' title='My Friends Are My Life'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-1771343828122692607</id><published>2008-11-06T20:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:22:41.573-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janelle Steele'/><title type='text'>Week 10-PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So tonight in PRSSA we had a different kind of presentation. Instead of the usual here I am and this is what I do we talked about networking. Janeele Steele spoke about networking your way to a job. Finally, a topic that really makes me excited. I think networking is super sweet if I do say so myself. I really enjoyed the process while at conference in Detroit and thought that the tips she gave tonight will be helpful in future situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I realize that social media is the driving force behind this new explosion of PR but we can't forget to stick to our roots. The ability to Twitter or stay LinkedIn is a fantastic opportunity but we still must be able to talk with someone face to face, the building blocks of communication. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Networking is so much easier than in previous years but we can't take this gift for granted. Realizing to do simple tasks such as updating resumes, staying in touch with contacts and keeping a clean slate will put you well on your way to networking success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My favorite quotes of the night were to put yourself out there and remember its who you know and even more who they know that can get you a job! So get out there and start networking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-1771343828122692607?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/1771343828122692607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=1771343828122692607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1771343828122692607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1771343828122692607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-10-pr.html' title='Week 10-PR'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-5137379625338151615</id><published>2008-11-06T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:47:14.487-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obama'/><title type='text'>Is that the only reason??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;When I heard about the final results of the presidential election I was not happy. The fact that the president elect has the name of Barack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hussain&lt;/span&gt; Obama slightly scares the crap out of me. Now I'm not one to judge but I feel like there is something wrong with this picture. The President of The United States...not Eastern countries. If you are a religious person  this is especially a scary situation that we should not be in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I understand that people want to make history and participate in this historic event, the first African American president, but for what reason are you doing this? The mere fact that you feel African Americans had a horrible past and hard history is not a reason to put a man in office. Many more facts should be looked at and considered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I am not saying the man is not intelligent or capable of doing a good job in office, but was he really the best candidate for the position? Think about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-5137379625338151615?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/5137379625338151615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=5137379625338151615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5137379625338151615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5137379625338151615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-that-only-reason.html' title='Is that the only reason??'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-472817603227175490</id><published>2008-11-05T18:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:51:52.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do It Now Jingle'/><title type='text'>Do It Now Jingle</title><content type='html'>The Beat Goes On Remix&lt;br /&gt;by: Tegan(Tizzle) &amp; Jenna(Jizzle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DpAwsrRRusU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DpAwsrRRusU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-472817603227175490?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/472817603227175490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=472817603227175490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/472817603227175490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/472817603227175490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/11/check-out-this-video.html' title='Do It Now Jingle'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-6630728279691659076</id><published>2008-11-04T23:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:55:10.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new influences'/><title type='text'>Week 10-Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This chapter of New Influences really hit home for me. Just this past weekend I was talking to my dad about the importance of him, as a self owning business man, needed to start a blog. He had no idea what I was talking about. He has a small tax business in which he is always thinking of new ways to market to those in need of tax help. He has written books, made tapes and just recently started a Web site. I told him he was on the right track but he needed to get on the blogging train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I showed him the basic format, what time he would need to commit to keeping the blog up to date and how to link to his site. I really think he is now considering starting up his own. I told him if he simply took twenty minutes every morning to answer a question, talk about a confusing topic or just give an example of the previous days events he would be well on his way to a successful blog. I was surprised when he said he had heard other tax practitioners beginning to follow this new path of social media. Maybe my dad is cooler than I thought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In closing, I would totally have to agree to the importance of blogs to a corporation. What a better way to reach the public. Blogs are cheap, easy to maintain and simply take just a few minutes a day. Refusing to keep up with the times or adapt to this new social media is not smart for companies that want to remain or become successful. The growth of blogging has continued to expand over the past few years. This is a definite sign blogging isn't going any where soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-6630728279691659076?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/6630728279691659076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=6630728279691659076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6630728279691659076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6630728279691659076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-10-reading.html' title='Week 10-Reading'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2793437986608805670</id><published>2008-11-04T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:32:59.300-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of the quarter'/><title type='text'>Week 10-ONU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wow, today I think I almost lost it! This end of the quarter stuff is really stressing me out. I know that we are getting down to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;-gritty but I feel like you shouldn't have to feel like jumping off a bridge along the way. Assignment after assignment I feel like as soon as I finish one thing something else comes along. I don't really feel like I have room to relax, even when I work ahead. I can't wait till Thanks giving break when I can sit in my room and do nothing without feeling guilty or like I am falling behind. Think I am overreacting, listen to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Spanish would probably be my easiest class, which is sad considering my native language is English. We have two more tests, plus the speaking portion. I do appreciate the fact that Professor Oliver is easy to work with and very relaxed. I feel less stressed because I know she is willing to work around issues that may arise. Do you know what I say to that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;muchas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gracias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The rest of my classes focus on my major, which I love, but at times feel totally behind. Having two classes with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Agy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is rough. Don't get me wrong, I learn a lot, but at times I want to run out of class and play in traffic. I know PR writing is one of the building blocks to PR success but I don't want to freak out every day on the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Social Media is amazing, and I have learned some very unique and important tools what will help me in the future, but sometimes I feel like we should do assignments in class and perhaps break down assignments and redistribute them throughout the quarter. Today when  I looked at all the projects coming up I almost went into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cardiac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; arrest. Podcast and video I can handle but the news of a ten page paper put me over the edge. All I know is when these classes are over I am going to celebrate. Needless to say, I hope these next two weeks go by quickly and I can get everything done without losing my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2793437986608805670?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2793437986608805670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2793437986608805670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2793437986608805670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2793437986608805670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-10-onu.html' title='Week 10-ONU'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-4633371195435013605</id><published>2008-11-03T18:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:07:46.740-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new influences'/><title type='text'>Week 9-Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This chapter (NI) was hard to follow. I realize social media is in transition and has been since the beginning but I don't understand all the lingo that they use along the way. What I got out of this chapter was that communities are important, PR needs to learn as much as possible about these continually changing marketing techniques and press releases may be on their way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Certain men and women helped pave the way in which I am in awe. I wish one day I would wake up and decide to be the first (fill in the blank) to make some discovery that would change the face of my generation. People like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blodgett&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Abramson&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Schwartzman&lt;/span&gt; and many others used simple ideas to create an entire way of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The public has done a great deal to improve how we communicate. Their impute is necessary for expansion and is a gateway between what people want and what is created. Every day new ideas hit the airways, figuring out which ideas will work the best and help the most amount of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Listening to your peers may not be what you were taught while you were growing up but in today's world it works. People are more likely to listen to their friends, family or someone credited than some random person that supposedly knows all about the topic. I think this is why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;podcasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;, blogs and the Web work so well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; eyes and ears out as to who the up coming firecrackers are will probably have more affect on you than one might think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-4633371195435013605?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/4633371195435013605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=4633371195435013605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/4633371195435013605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/4633371195435013605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/11/week-9-reading.html' title='Week 9-Reading'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-8268563694071257440</id><published>2008-10-30T20:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:21:04.352-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PR women dominated?'/><title type='text'>Week 9-PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So tonight at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PRSSA&lt;/span&gt; Bill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sedzik&lt;/span&gt;, a professor at Kent State spoke to us on an interesting topic that not many people ever talk about. The topic is gender imbalance in PR. This particular topic jumped out at me. I noticed at conference that nearly 80-90 percent of students were women. Now I'm not going to lie, I don't mind seeing some sexy men walking around but women get on my nerves. If I saw one more Coach purse I think I was going to puke. Sorry, I just had to get that out. Getting back on topic...Women are career women, willing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; to get ahead and for the most part are good communicators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I feel that men are intimidated, or just don't feel like they can have the power they are striving for in the future. This mindset needs to shift or eventually men will be totally out of the profession. I don't want the time to come when men simply get a job just because they need to fill quota. I also don't want to make less money just because those in power feel like we do less of a job. Women have proved themselves for the last I don't know how many years, but men need to step it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I feel that more information needs to be created in order to turn the heads of men, for the future of PR. Starting at a younger age group, making high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;school's&lt;/span&gt; aware, and proving that those in the PR realm aren't just soft, creative, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chicks&lt;/span&gt; who look pretty and know how to get what they want. We aren't spin doctors, we aren't just full of BS and we don't just make love not war. You men out there...this is for you! Become aware, show you care and prove you are just as much if not more capable of charming and chatting than the pretty, little ladies around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-8268563694071257440?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/8268563694071257440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=8268563694071257440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8268563694071257440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8268563694071257440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-9-pr.html' title='Week 9-PR'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-6664755278919319091</id><published>2008-10-30T17:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T17:38:17.945-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 9-ONU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So get this, week nine is approaching and I have yet to go home and see the family. Now, I am not normally one that likes to constantly go home and miss out on the wonderful festivities here at Northern, but occasionally a girl just wants to sleep in her own bed and eat a decent home cooked meal. Well, that girl is me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I am stoked because for the first weekend of the quarter I finally get to go home, kick up my feet and do nothing for an entire weekend. No work, no homework, and no responsibility. Simply enjoying the lameness of Marion, Ohio and seeing my townie friends. What more could someone want, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now, I know there is all this excitement about the big bang Halloween bash, but honestly to me it is just like every other day. I didn't celebrate it as a kid, costumes are like fifty bucks, and if I want some candy I'll probably just run to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart and pick up a bag of Reece's Pieces. I know it sounds lame, but believe it or not Halloween will be here next year. Don't get too excited kids. It's not like I am alienating myself from the world, I mean it's not like I ever got to trick or treat anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So have fun this weekend all you Halloween &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;partiers&lt;/span&gt;. All you females out there that use Halloween as that one day to dress like a slut and tell yourself it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Have fun freezing off your bum, putting on your beer goggles and looking like fools, at least this time with a purpose. I will be at home enjoying my hot cocoa and kicking it with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt;! Jealous? You should be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-6664755278919319091?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/6664755278919319091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=6664755278919319091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6664755278919319091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6664755278919319091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-9-onu.html' title='Week 9-ONU'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2501436154435934293</id><published>2008-10-28T23:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:02:19.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 8-Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; I know interviewing is apparently the way to go but I would disagree. I believe in today's world interviewing is not the best way to come across new and important &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;. People today are busy and do not have time to sit down and conduct a one on one in your face interview. I have learned this from personal experience. Working at the radio and having to find two people to interview is hard enough in its' self. People are either to busy or would rather just e-mail or talk on the phone. The concept of interviewing needs to be changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; the new way to get the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is through social media. Blogs, e-mails and other various sources are the best way to get information and get the information necessary for whatever you may be doing. This course of action may be awkward for some people but in today's changing world it is necessary for success. I feel that many companies will follow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; course of action in order to accomplish the task at hand. The future only knows which way will work best for PR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;practitioners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2501436154435934293?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2501436154435934293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2501436154435934293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2501436154435934293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2501436154435934293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-8-reading.html' title='Week 8-Reading'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-402735312913384389</id><published>2008-10-28T23:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:47:13.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>week 8-PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;OH Penelope! Well this weekend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; that apparently the word spin and fuck are appropriate in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PRSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; world. Well dear god, if this is the case, I missed the memo. In all honesty, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; her personality and enthusiasm were awesome, but honestly her personality sucked and she lacked in the speaking skills realm. I was astounded at some of her remarks and thought that she was not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;professional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Her main points were good but the way she relayed them to her audience was bad, even for us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;PRSSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; members. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; word spin is a no no word. This &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;terminology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; gives PR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;practitioners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; a bad name and conveys to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; that we lie in order to get our point across. Others, including the MC tried to help her in relaying what, "she really meant by the word spin", but she did not know when to stop. Penelope continued to use the word and continued to dig herself a hole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I was not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;impressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; by her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; and thought that in the future &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PRSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; needs to have a better handle on their speakers and the topics they are covering. Next conference I would hope that someone else has stepped up to the podium and we no longer have to hear words from Penelope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-402735312913384389?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/402735312913384389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=402735312913384389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/402735312913384389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/402735312913384389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-8-pr_28.html' title='week 8-PR'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-7569958619861345374</id><published>2008-10-23T18:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T18:59:37.367-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PRSSA conference'/><title type='text'>Week 8-PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So I am pretty excited for tomorrow morning. Well, not the waking up early part but the road trip to Detroit, McDonald's breakfast oh yes and did I mention &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PRSSA&lt;/span&gt; conference. Jenna, Amber, Madison and myself will be making the eventful journey by ourselves into the ghetto. No offense to any of you that may live in or around the city of Detroit, but when I hear about the fact that Taco Bell has bullet proof glass with microphones and turntables so as to not have to make one on one contact with customers I get a little freaked out. This being my first conference experience I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;slightly&lt;/span&gt; nervous/excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Half of our group is going down tonight, while the rest of us will meet up with them tomorrow to kick off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;festivities&lt;/span&gt;. Evan, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Katalyn&lt;/span&gt;, Brian and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Natalyn&lt;/span&gt; are presenting and from what I heard in practice the other day they were well on their way to perfection. I have heard that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ONU's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PRSSA&lt;/span&gt; has quite the reputation, well in a good way that is. Apparently, when we step up to the mic people really listen. I hope to learn a lot not only from our group but from the various other speakers who will be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;attendance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Going to conference really reminds me of the fact that I am growing up and will soon enter the world of PR in a professional setting. I am hoping that this experience allows me to absorb some of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;knowledge&lt;/span&gt; and helps me become more comfortable in this type of setting. Another plus, networking, never a bad day when you can pick up some business cards, eat some yummy food and mingle with the pros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-7569958619861345374?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/7569958619861345374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=7569958619861345374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7569958619861345374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7569958619861345374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-8-pr.html' title='Week 8-PR'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2788667632451068977</id><published>2008-10-20T19:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:13:22.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 7-Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I would have to say, I know we are in the 21st century but I am still shocked as to some of the information people are willing to post online. I had no idea a web site was created specifically focusing on the unethical or immoral situations people experienced on an everyday basis. I am aware you can be anonymous but one way or another someone always has the capability to find out. I don't know if I would have the courage to post something that could potentially risk my position or career. apparently I'm one of the few to feel this way considering the amount of hits on the Web site and the expansion of viral marketing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Word of mouth has now expanded to meet this new system known as Viral Marketing. This system, which relies on others to spread information about whatever product they are trying to sell, sheds a whole new light traditional marketing strategies. Allowing others the power to either make or break whatever you are advertising shows you have no problem or you are just plain crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now,viral videos are something I am a little more familiar with. My generation constantly is surfing the Internet looking for the next big hit. We check YouTube on a constant basis and even add videos we made ourselves. Some days I feel like I learn more from a two minute video  or catch up on the latest music hits than I could from reading an actual story. I watch what my friends say is good or funny, without hesitation. Taking advice from those I know is easier and sometimes more useful than finding the information out from an outside source. Using the previous sources is the new way to keep updated on what's happening in our world. Honestly, I can't imagine living without them nor could I see the generation behind ours survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2788667632451068977?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2788667632451068977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2788667632451068977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2788667632451068977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2788667632451068977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-7-reading.html' title='Week 7-Reading'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-328601388387365398</id><published>2008-10-16T14:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:27:32.889-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adcult USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><title type='text'>Week 7-PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In my voyage to the library, and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;extensive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;, I came across a book entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Adcult&lt;/span&gt; USA.  First of all I would like to say I did not know it was possible to write 350 pages on advertising. Second, I have to admit, I thought it was pretty interesting and learned some things I never even knew applied to that topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I thought it was amazing how not only advertising, but the avenues used have changed so drastically in the last 100 years. Newspapers, radio, television, Internet and the sub &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;categories&lt;/span&gt; most aren't even familiar with.  Advertising has mad our culture what it is today, however recognizing that is not always clear cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In today's society brands are what sells. We don't even have to know what a product is or how it works. If we are familiar with the brand and one of our friends (through word of mouth) tells us to try it we give it a go with no hesitation. If we see an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; we try to avoid it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is the new hot spot for ads. People are willing to spend money avoiding commercials or ads by purchasing tools such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;. They will turn off the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; or fast forward through a video. Now a days the Internet puts it in your face, placing advertisements in avenues we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aren't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; even aware we are affected by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The industry has to be smart and keep up with the times in order to continue to have an affect on our generation. Otherwise, they are just waisting their money and our time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-328601388387365398?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/328601388387365398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=328601388387365398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/328601388387365398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/328601388387365398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-7-pr.html' title='Week 7-PR'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-7822583064403737145</id><published>2008-10-16T01:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T02:07:23.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Death by boredom...Week 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So I do believe I was in the library today longer than I have been all quarter. I have to do a research paper for Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I's&lt;/span&gt; Research class, and in all my infinite wisdom I chose the topic, the evolution of advertising. Why do you ask, well currently I am asking myself the same question. I was also wondering how many people have considered/committed suicide while in the library. I mean people do say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hetterick&lt;/span&gt; is haunted, maybe that's the real answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;After about eight hours of sitting on the third floor where silence is golden and those that break it may possibly break a ligament, I was about to go nuts. I honestly don't know how people do it EVERY DAY. I think it takes a special breed to accomplish a task like that, because let me tell you what after a couple hours of that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; stressed. Not only does the atmosphere scream boredom, the people are not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt; looking either. I think I was almost murdered at one point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I opened up my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;book bag&lt;/span&gt;, which most normal people wouldn't be bothered by but those on the third floor have special x-ray hearing and could hear a pin drop, ON THE CARPET and got the stare down from three people around me. I don't even think two of them spoke &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;. Next I had to get my computer out. Well I apparently didn't have the sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; off and the little intro jingle is not welcomed in the place of silence, again with the angry eyes from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; around me. Well, then there is the cell phone that even though its on vibrate and may be acceptable on floors one and two now has to be turned to completely silent for fear someone might throw it out the window. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;...maybe not because opening the window might make more noise, I wonder?! Last but not least I had to open my absentee ballot, which has been sitting in my mailbox for approximately a week because I am too lazy to go to the Mac anymore, and the ripping sound filled the air. Yes, I really thought I was going to be asked to leave. After all that I was a bit stressed. These people do not make for an easy learning environment, plus my blood pressure shot up about ten points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Needless to say, I do not feel as though I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;returning&lt;/span&gt; to the third floor anytime soon. NO, I feel I will leave that to the brave, quiet souls who are used to complete silence and can work under stressful situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-7822583064403737145?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/7822583064403737145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=7822583064403737145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7822583064403737145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7822583064403737145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/death-by-boredomweek-7.html' title='Death by boredom...Week 7'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-8641357349005548044</id><published>2008-10-13T17:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:05:55.223-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new influences'/><title type='text'>Week 6-Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I have begun to think about things that I always took for granted before, in the the technological world that is the Internet. Search engines and the many advantages they offer. Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; not just talking your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; Google, what's the weather, search. I am talking the in-depth, who is posting now and what big names are popping up, alerts. Now a days we can all we have to do as Internet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;savvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; users is type in a name, company or link and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BLAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;, the alerts come screaming! Not only does this save time but it prevents us from having to deal with the hassle of research. I'm not saying I know how to use all the "new-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;finagled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;" operating tools but either way it still beats the old school research methods. I've got to give some praise to companies like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Technorati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Feedster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BlogPulse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; and others for making my life a heck of a lot easier. If we can do all this now, imagine what the future will bring in online &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I feel like this also gives companies an easy way to check up on what others are saying about them, whether it be good or bad. They can keep track of their employees, stocks and other important issues such as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;competitors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;. Companies are only smart to stay one step ahead of the competition if they wish to be the, "alpha dog" so to speak. Imagine a job where all you did was sit and see what people were blogging about your boss or company. I think that would be pretty sweet. Where can I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-8641357349005548044?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/8641357349005548044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=8641357349005548044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8641357349005548044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8641357349005548044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-6-reading.html' title='Week 6-Reading'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-1379165117637617584</id><published>2008-10-10T11:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T11:29:21.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall quarter freak out'/><title type='text'>Week 6-ONU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now I know it is about that time in every  student's college &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;career&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; where they sit back and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;reassess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; who they are and what the heck they are doing with their life. However, I feel like I am hitting that stage a little early and with a bang. When I entered this quarter I had no idea what to expect. I was excited about the upcoming events and was confident that I could do it all, and well at that. However, as I look at my calendar, the red pen bleeding from the page, I'm beginning to think what the heck is going on and how do I keep on top of all the chaos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We are halfway through the quarter and I am busier than I have ever been thus far. Let me tell you what, I sometimes wish I was a freshman again. NO responsibilities, or at least if you did you were too busy with a social life to care. As homework begins to pile up, the Firm is loaded with clients, and both jobs are demanding time and energy (I used to have but now am not sure where it or when it decided to check out) I am feeling quite overwhelmed. I don't know how those crazy, "multi-taskers" do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Now I have come a long way as far as focusing, at least on academics, and prioritizing, but dear god I feel like I am going to need counciling by the time this is all over. I understand college is the time you grow up and become an adult, but I wonder if you look at the statistics how many people had mental breakdowns or cut their wrists and played in traffic on the way to graduation. I for one feel that I am on that path...WATCH OUT PEOPLE, four more weeks off fall quarter to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-1379165117637617584?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/1379165117637617584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=1379165117637617584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1379165117637617584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1379165117637617584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-6-onu.html' title='Week 6-ONU'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-7586137668161598069</id><published>2008-10-09T20:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:31:57.440-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Joe Trahan'/><title type='text'>Talk about motivation-Week 6 PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WOW! Tonight was amazing and I left the room feeling inspired. Dr. Joe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Trahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; came to speak to our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PRSSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; chapter. He spoke about being a LEADER and the attributions that one should acquire. I thought the topics he brought up were dead on. So many times leaders forget the basics and overlook the small things that got them to where they are now. Leaders need to inspire, lead by example, communicate (well), and be able to accept failure. All of the above, used together for the right reasons could do wonders. When you aim high, set goals, and have determination there is no stopping what people can do. Student leaders need to step up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; lead by example. I think my favorite quote that so many of us to forget is, "don't just be a critic on the side lines." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;As a leader in various organizations so many people are willing to complain or whine about what they don't like or feel need to be changed but refuse to do anything about time. Why not change things up? Make your voice heard and get the ball rolling. Don't be afraid to take on that leadership role, you may never know who might follow. Like I said, this compelled me to do things differently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I have this new desire to get involved, make a few waves and dig in deep to new activities. This was a refresher and made me feel grounded again. I think so many people have good ideas they just don't know what to do with them or how to go about getting it accomplished. My advice, just jump in! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-7586137668161598069?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/7586137668161598069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=7586137668161598069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7586137668161598069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/7586137668161598069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/talk-about-motivation-week-6-pr.html' title='Talk about motivation-Week 6 PR'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-1736757019883737314</id><published>2008-10-03T21:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:45:38.115-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Gilin'/><title type='text'>Week 5-Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I was engrossed in this weeks reading. I thought the things that people have done, on their own no less, with new technology and social media is amazing. I love that small business have latched on to these new ideas. The growth and prosperity that can/will come out of something so simple and convenient is just what these organizations need. Finally something that will give them that jump start and help them move in the right direction, and fast at that. It's about time they were given a chance to finally compete against these huge corporations. I guess all this hits close to home for me as my dad is a small business owner himself. He is definitely in that older generation that is unsure of this new technology, but I do have to hand it to him, he is really trying. It makes me laugh sometimes when he knows more about various tools on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; than I or my brother do. He is starting to create a Web site for his tax business, and I think next time I go home I should really try to convince him to start a blog. The man likes to talk about numbers, so instead of talking to me where everything goes over my head, he might as well talk to those other crazy number lovers out there that might actually benefit from what he is saying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I think the advice given by Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gillin&lt;/span&gt; is dead on. Research is important, not only so you know what you are talking about but who you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;competing&lt;/span&gt; against. I do have to say the world of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; is a little more friendly than most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;atmospheres&lt;/span&gt; but people still want to make money and get ahead. You have to know where to market not only your product but yourself. You need to know how the people think, where they search, how they go about doing it and what they really want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Getting personal makes you more than just a company trying to  do business, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; who cares about their clients and understands their wants and needs on a level in which you might talk to a friend about a problem. If you feel more at ease with someone aren't you more likely to work with them in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The cost makes it all worth your while. Let's face it, small start-up business don't have a lot of money to throw around, and if they do they have probably already done it. How do you reach a mass amount of people, within a short period of time using the least amount of funds possible? Duh...blog of course, podcast, use technology as a friend, not an enemy. Just because you may not understand it, or you think its not for you why not give it a try? It can't hurt and your not really losing much money in the process...Think about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-1736757019883737314?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/1736757019883737314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=1736757019883737314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1736757019883737314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/1736757019883737314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-5-reading.html' title='Week 5-Reading'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-8129528318475523926</id><published>2008-10-02T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:24:37.966-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy Fischer'/><title type='text'>Week 5-PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It's that time again, yes Thursday night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PRSSA&lt;/span&gt; meetings where sweet alums come in and talk about their great jobs and amazing careers. The conversations that make you jealous but motivate you at the same time. Well, tonight Billy Fischer, an alum from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ONU&lt;/span&gt; that now works at B&amp;amp;A, came to speak. He focused on social media and making your personal brand. I was pretty stoked just from hearing the topic choice. First off I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; going to visit his blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://babrain.com/blog"&gt;babrain.com/blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; and hopefully start to find some contacts via online sources.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I thought his idea of making your own brand, finding out who you are and letting people know, was a great start. In order to get somewhere, someone else has to know you exist, in a good way that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Anymore, there are so many avenues in which you can get your name out there and become a "follower". Simply following with no action is pointless. If you follow with brains and a purpose you will be set a part from the pack. Be a leader not a follower. Show interest in other people's blogs, get a head start on new sources of social media and leave your mark. Have a bio and have a reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Another thing that really stuck out to me was his comment about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;. I know so many people in our generation don't think about what they post, which in the future could really ruin your chances of getting a job let alone an interview. He said treat your page like you treat your desk, a little bit of personal a little bit of professional. In other words, put some pictures of your family, friends or your dog. Keep things that represent you and your personality in plain sight, but keep it at a level that older, sophisticated professionals would not mind seeing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lastly, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; at all the up and coming Web sites such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt;, del.icio.us, word press, slide rocket, blog beat, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;podzinger&lt;/span&gt;, clip shack, all top and web strategy. Over 100 other ways to get your information out to employers. So when you are sitting at home, in the mood to creep but have no idea where to start, pick one of these. Oh and by the way, let me know how it goes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-8129528318475523926?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/8129528318475523926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=8129528318475523926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8129528318475523926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8129528318475523926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-5-pr.html' title='Week 5-PR'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-9210241658150901382</id><published>2008-10-02T00:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:51:00.858-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo id'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turning 21'/><title type='text'>Week 5...ONU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So today was like Christmas in October or a pint of Ben and Jerry's with extra toppings! I traveled to the bustling metropolis of Kenton and got my new, that's right the big 2-1, id. Be jealous all you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youngens&lt;/span&gt; out there, you unfortunate under ages in the world. That's right, I'm getting old and the hill is coming. Just kidding, today wasn't the official day but I'm counting down...3 more to go. I woke up, headed to work and finally looked at the mirror...disastrous. There was no way I was getting my picture taken, considering I have to keep this one for the next five years of life, and letting it turn out like the last one. Yes, I do have a deep hatred for the picture that scared my life for the first five. I do recall getting the comment of, Oh my god &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tegan&lt;/span&gt; you look like a little boy. Thanks guys, a definite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;comfidence&lt;/span&gt; booster. Even better, I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;windsor&lt;/span&gt; for a friends formals. Got id at the door, no problem its not a fake, I'm 18. I'm feeling pretty bad a**, show my id and get the up-down once over. Are you serious, this guy doesn't believe me. No, don't think about the fact that the my two girlfriends in front of me had fakes and got in no problem, leave it to me to get stopped at the door. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;GRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I shower, pick out a cute shirt and jump in the car. First of all, I would advise you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mapquest&lt;/span&gt; where you are going or perhaps have a general idea of the area, I had no clue where I was going. Second, I get inside, fill out my paperwork and about fail my eye test. HOW &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;EMBARASSING&lt;/span&gt;! I felt like a complete idiot while this woman is telling me to tell her when I see the lights blinking, I have no idea what she is talking about. I SEE NO DOTS! We go through this process for about five minutes before I realize my hair is in the way and that I'm not completely oblivious. Well it gets better, she asks me a series of questions, you know the ones that are like, do you have a ticket, have you lost your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;license&lt;/span&gt; for any reason, are you addicted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alcohol&lt;/span&gt;, can you make smart decisions while driving. I can't help but about bust up laughing. Who the heck would answer yes anyways. Why yes mam, I am jacked up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Vicadin&lt;/span&gt; and can't go a day without a six pack of Bud Light. I am a horrible driver and have come into close calls with pedestrians. Seriously, unless you are certifiably insane, there is no way you would admit to any of that. We finally sit down to take the picture and I sit in the wrong seat. By this time I think this woman thinks I'm nuts and just want to get my picture and leave. However, knowing me I have to make one last dumb remark before exiting the building, so I make her show me the picture and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; it before she prints it out. Thank god I don't have to go get another id for the next five years, if that woman wasn't dead or retired I think she would deny me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-9210241658150901382?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/9210241658150901382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=9210241658150901382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/9210241658150901382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/9210241658150901382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/10/week-5onu.html' title='Week 5...ONU'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2491106276217968166</id><published>2008-09-29T19:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:32:16.107-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election 2008'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><title type='text'>Week4-PR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So I was surfing the web, trying to find something "PR-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;esque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;" I ran across this website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;http://&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.marketwatch.com/news/story/new-media-influencing-electing-rapidly/story.aspx?guid=%7B0F009731-9667-4872-85D2-458AF3054AE3%7D&amp;amp;dist=hpp"&gt;www.marketwatch.com/news/story/new-media-influencing-electing-rapidly/story.aspx?guid={0F009731-9667-4872-85D2-458AF3054AE3}&amp;amp;dist=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hpp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The election this year is really catching my eye. I don't know if it simply the diversity or the fact that our generation has such a big affect on the possible outcome, but something about this year is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;. People are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;using&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; sites like Twitter or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; to find out information about our candidates instead of the typical sources like CNN and the Wall Street Journal. I find it fascinating that both candidates are doing their best to appeal to our generation and the new way in which we use these new types of social media to come to a final decision. We keep these politicians on their toes. They have to constantly keep us updated, while at the same time giving us correct information with a first hand perspective. We listen to the voices of our peers, and are persuaded accordingly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Politicians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; are forced to give us what we want as to earlier time periods in which they tweaked the story to put them in the best light or give us the best quote. No words are off the record and no action is unseen. Someone, somewhere will post it online, where millions of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; will comment accordingly. We seem to get more involved and seem more interested as we constantly watch the latest political &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; video online or follow the live video stream for the Presidential Debate. I think social media is one of the biggest avenues availa&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ble and if used correctly could result in awarding this year's presidential candidate a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;comfy&lt;/span&gt; seat in the White House!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2491106276217968166?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2491106276217968166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2491106276217968166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2491106276217968166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2491106276217968166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/week4-pr.html' title='Week4-PR'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-524464093741155945</id><published>2008-09-29T18:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:09:06.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 4-ONU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Let's just say this weekend was interesting, to say the least. It was the beginning of Rounds, for those of you unfamiliar with Greek life this means we have no social life for the next two weekends while we try and find sweet girls to join our chapter. However, this year I am on the other side of the fence so to speak and am being the responsible and unbiased Rho Gamma. Which in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lamens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; terms means I get to hang out with fun freshman, talk to them about the things I love and watch them find a place they consider a home away from home. I feel really old doing it, but it makes me chuckle to think I thought some of the same things, made some of the same comments and asked the same million questions they all do. I can't wait to see who  go where and which of these women will become a new addition to our chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I remember Freshman year, walking on campus and thinking who are these crazy cats with silly, sparkly letters on. I swore up and down I would never become one of these barbie girls who only care about their nails, going out, buying the latest pumps and gossiping up the latest she-said he-said fiasco that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  at the beagle the night before. I figured someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; had to much time on their hands or mommy and daddy just decided to throw around a couple hundred dollars a year for social purposes, AKA the making friends fund. Well apparently I fell and bumped my head but here I am, Greek and loving it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I realized Ada isn't really your typical Animal House scene and the people here are just your typical townies, friendly and real. This new form of sisterhood I found was something I can't really imagine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;experiencing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; college without. I have seen myself grow and excel thanks to the people around me and the organization I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;became&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; a part of. I guess this whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;RG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; thing is my way of giving back, helping that one girl who said screw this find out what Greek life is really about. Honestly these girls are going to make some sweet sisters no matter what chapter they decide to join, but I'm not going to lie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;curiosity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; is killing me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-524464093741155945?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/524464093741155945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=524464093741155945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/524464093741155945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/524464093741155945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/week-4-onu.html' title='Week 4-ONU'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-8109905632548465819</id><published>2008-09-29T18:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:38:44.373-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 %'/><title type='text'>Week 4_book(CM)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;After totally slacking for the weekend I decided to pull out my Citizen's Marketer book. Reluctant to actually get to work, I finally read and decided chapter two wasn't all that bad! I was slightly motivated after simply reading the quote at the beginning of the page. The phrase, "The 1 percent that don't fit and don't care," made me wonder what these 1% were really about. Personally, I think it's awesome that those rebels are still alive and kicking. Things get to boring if people just simlply sit around and do what they are supposed to, what's the fun in that? Besides, those "crazy" ones as we like to call them seem to come up with some sweet ideas that probably wouldn't have happened if they were constantly concerned with what others were thinking. Don't lie to yourself, if you are totally straight and never vary from the course I bet you are a little jealous! Don't you wish you could jump out of the box, even if just for a few brief minutes, to feel the rush and make yourself known. I know I do! These people that live on the edge seem to lead the revolution, bringing about change and in reality making a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I  thought this whole idea of the 80/20 rule wasn't too far off. Sometimes I think it is hard for us to fathom such a small part of the population making such a big difference. You might think these  1% are far and few between, but stop and look around. I bet they made more of a difference than you would have ever expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The other thing I learned in this chapter is about the hidden light shed on Wikepedia, my previous Bible for useless/educational purposes :) Seriously, I had this bookmarked, favorited and on top of the list to find out that most of the information isn't even coming from people that necessicarily have a worthy opinion. That super-sucked, sad day now I have to find another sight to bookmark. Sorry Aggy, I always thought you were a little looney for hating on The Wik, as I like to call it, but now I sadly have to admit I have transformed to the dark side and now must agree with your opinion. Sad but true I know. I guess you win some and lose some. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-8109905632548465819?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/8109905632548465819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=8109905632548465819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8109905632548465819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8109905632548465819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/week-4bookcm.html' title='Week 4_book(CM)'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-6762110158009985768</id><published>2008-09-23T15:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:29:18.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trial</title><content type='html'>I want pizza next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-6762110158009985768?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/6762110158009985768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=6762110158009985768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6762110158009985768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6762110158009985768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/trial.html' title='Trial'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3646641035866303166</id><published>2008-09-18T00:13:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T02:08:55.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet...I want one of those...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I'm sitting in my apartment, venting about how much I hate my cell phone and lack of service in BFE also known as Ada, when I run across an article about Apple and Motorolla and talk of a new cell phone. Now I do have to say my little Samsung cellular device has been with me through thick and thin. Rocking out with me at concerts, getting me through boring-slap me in the face to keep me awake-classes and the occasional travel to a frat house, possibly drop your phone in the toilet incident, (I mean hypothetically of course) but I feel that it's time for something new.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;According to the following website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;http://&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" href="http://prblog.typepad.com/strategic_public_relation/2005/08/new_ipod_cellph.html"&gt;prblog.typepad.com/strategic_public_relation/2005/08/new_ipod_cellph.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; this hot-new item, "will expand citizen marketing." What a coincidence, I believe we just read about that the other day! Hmm am I seeing a trend here, another way for people to communicate via social media. Genius, I think so. I find it fascinating everytime something new comes out, the have to have item, which makes it easier for us to talk to people without even opening our mouths. Send a txt, access the internet, watch a YouTube video or e-mail friends all from your phone. Another way for companies to receive free recognition/advertisement through those that are addicted and in love with the product, whatever it might be. It has been said(in the website above) they don't want people to lose time as, "every second counts." In a world thats is constantly changing and could leave you in the dust if you blink for too long, I would say this is another smart choic for Apple and another good purchase for PR personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3646641035866303166?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3646641035866303166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3646641035866303166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3646641035866303166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3646641035866303166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweeti-want-one-of-those.html' title='Sweet...I want one of those...'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3532479129389008146</id><published>2008-09-18T00:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T01:38:38.869-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organizational blogging'/><title type='text'>The New Rules of Marketing &amp; PR...now that's a mouthful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I finally got my books for class, ya ya I know I'm about two weeks later, but come on now who are we talking to here?! I decide to be an overachiever and crack it open early, yes I know that's a shocker to most of you, but who knows maybe I'm turning a new leaf. Ya, I know prob not but it sure sounds good, doesn't it?! Anyways, after finally figuring out which book and chapter we are supposed to divulge ourselves into (seriously Aggy..I feel like I am deciphering the Morse code with all your abbreviations) I turn to chapter five. Guess what, the chapter was about my new addiction, blogging! First off, it's nice to know I'm not the only crazy out there that has to satisfy a blogging craving every night, but secondly I thought the section on organizations and employee blogging was pretty interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Personally I feel that companies must enter into this new craze in order to keep up with our generation and stay tuned into what people want. This quote by Steve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Goldstein&lt;/span&gt; on page 59 really stuck out to me, "You are what you publish. It is better to have a reputation than no reputation at all." I think people forget that your company isn't just what you produce or how you act. What you put out in the marketplace or publish throughout your company can speak for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;its self&lt;/span&gt;. Sometimes it is more powerful than specific actions themselves. In order to succeed and get ahead in the competitive business world people need to know who you are and what you stand for. Why trust you if they know nothing about you? What better way than to hear from those people that work for the company and live it on an everyday basis. Give them the freedom to express themselves. You never know, treat them well and they will most likely hold you in a higher regard than you might think. As the book points out, "blogs are like the sound of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt; voices." (pg 48)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I guess if you couldn't tell by now, I totally agree with David Scott!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3532479129389008146?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3532479129389008146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3532479129389008146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3532479129389008146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3532479129389008146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-rules-of-marketing-prnow-thats.html' title='The New Rules of Marketing &amp; PR...now that&apos;s a mouthful!'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-6267109105630205406</id><published>2008-09-18T00:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:15:00.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So I don't hate people...I think I was just having a bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CTEGANE%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you ever sat alone for long enough your mind starts to race, your thoughts are outta control and something clicks? Well my thoughts have been erupting like &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Mount Vesuvius&lt;/st1:place&gt; on a bad day and Lately I feel like I have gotten hit by the epiphany bus. Things that I never noticed before seem to come alive. Comments people make seem immature as opposed to the comedy I used to find in conversing with them. Places that used to feel secure and comfortable seem distant and unfamiliar. Relationships seem to unravel and people seem to change. True feelings come to the surface and people finally become transparent, no longer able to hide their fears, uneasiness, or lack of confidence. People, life, and situations become real!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I have entered my first two weeks of junior year and realized oh my god I graduate next year, something in me has let loose. My goals, the things I appreciate and what I find important seems to have drastically changed. I feel like if I were to introduce the Tegan of today with that of freshman year I wouldn’t know who I was talking to. Sometimes I wonder if other people missed that memo, ya you know the one where you finally have to grow up and do something valuable with your life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes I just wanna scream what the heck is wrong with you people, but honestly I don’t know if anyone would even notice. They seem to be too caught up in boys, drinking and the latest party or social event to realize the real things that are important in life. The things that build character shape you as a person and make you into who you are. Granted, I understand some people are slower than others and are a little slower at getting on the bus, but sometimes I wonder if they just missed it all together. In a way, instead of envying or idolizing them, I feel sorry for them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know maybe I just fell and bumped my head, but if so I may just have to start pushing people down in order to help them get up! Now stop and think about that one…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-6267109105630205406?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/6267109105630205406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=6267109105630205406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6267109105630205406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/6267109105630205406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-i-dont-hate-peoplei-think-i-was-just.html' title='So I don&apos;t hate people...I think I was just having a bad day'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3282176548919196437</id><published>2008-09-16T15:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:07:57.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k160Z-4WICg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k160Z-4WICg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Election 2008...Check it out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is awesome how we can express ourselves through different avenues while still getting your point across as to how you feel about a specific topic. The upcoming election is held in diff regards, clearly, to different people. What's your opinion on our candidates?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3282176548919196437?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3282176548919196437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3282176548919196437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3282176548919196437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3282176548919196437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/election-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-2939789433275363816</id><published>2008-09-15T23:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:12:31.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>15.09.2008---MULLETT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So, you all know the feeling...ya the one where you walk into class, stoked about the new year and your teacher drops the bomb..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; right your teacher did their homework for the summer and found the easiest way to put a student into a coma without even breaking a sweat. They assign a reading for the quarter and you think to yourself, which would be worse: playing in traffic or cracking open this book from the 1900's that smells like mold and the only useful thing it has ever been used for in a students life was a door stop ( you pick the playing in traffic option). Yes, that is the time where you say to yourself, sign me up for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MTV's&lt;/span&gt; real life-death by boredom-series. You wonder if breaking out with the bubonic plague would be less painful than getting through 300 pages of 8pt font, in what you swear is a foreign language. Well, Aggy, you totally blew my mind with this one. I didn't even have to consider resurrecting the game of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Frogger&lt;/span&gt; on Main Street.&lt;br /&gt;I was somehow praying my copy of Citizen Marketers would get lost in the mail and by some divine miracle I would be excused from the readings...HAHAHA..I know..I must have been on some heavy pain medication at the time or something. Anyhow, I read the first couple pages of the book and didn't want to put it down. I was hooked (yes for a moment i thought I may be suffering from a head trauma) and realized that our generation has blown open the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;possibilities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; of the next generation of marketing and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, no diploma required :)&lt;br /&gt;I never realized until reading this book how so many companies were affected by small town men and women, who simply were doing something they loved and felt strongly about, in order to bring about change, innovation and new lines of communication between business, employees and customers in a way never deemed possible in a previous life. I feel like each of us fall under one of the four F's. Filters, Fanatics, Facilitators and Firecrackers, what's your role?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I thought the quote on pg 26 "People are the message" hit dead on. Companies are smart to let everyday normal people do their marketing without even having to write a script or put letters on a page. All they have to do is simply live. Why not let some common Joe promote your company or help you improve your customer service. NOw that's smart! FREE, duh!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I guess it is easy to say things could get a little scary for a corporation however, not sure what will be said about you or what kind of damage control you might have to whip up in a matter of minutes it takes to produce one blog. That's called taking a chance, living on the edge! How can you grow if you arent' willing to go out on the edge and work with whatever is thrown your way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I have a new respect for Citizen Marketers. I want to be a firecracker. I want to, "mix up the equation" so to speak.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I think my favorite example of the positive affect a citizen marketer had on a company was the instance with BMW and the 27.07.2006---MINI2 campaign done by Mullett. Now thats innovation and creativity at its' finest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So you know that saying I wanna be like Mike..Well scratch that..I wanna be like Mullett, a certified Bad A** citizen marketer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-2939789433275363816?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/2939789433275363816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=2939789433275363816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2939789433275363816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/2939789433275363816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/15092008-mullett.html' title='15.09.2008---MULLETT'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3585750266638387070</id><published>2008-09-13T23:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:21:22.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Generations is off the hook....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I was searching the web today, trying to find something that had to do with our geration aka the Millenials or Geration Y and I was astounded at all the crazy information that came up. We are outta control! I didn' realize how dependant we were on social media  and that our numbers of today are double if not more than that of our parents. We  thrive on what happens in the media, but not through the newspaper or radio, but through the internet, Facebook and txt messaging. I found some interesting facts through Wikepedia that really stood out to me. http://&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Generation_Y"&gt;en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Generation_Y&lt;/a&gt; you should totally check out this website; It has some sweet facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In their recent book, &lt;i&gt;Connecting to the Net.Generation: What Higher Education Professionals Need to Know About Today's Students&lt;/i&gt;, Reynol Junco and Jeanna Mastrodicasa&lt;sup id="cite_ref-Junco_15-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Generation_Y#cite_note-Junco-15" title=""&gt;[16]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; found that in a survey of 7,705 college students in the US:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;97% own a computer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;97% have downloaded music and other media using &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peer-to-peer_file_sharing" title="Peer-to-peer file sharing" class="mw-redirect"&gt;peer-to-peer file sharing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;94% own a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cell_phone" title="Cell phone" class="mw-redirect"&gt;cell phone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;76% use &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Instant_messaging" title="Instant messaging"&gt;instant messaging&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Social_networking" title="Social networking" class="mw-redirect"&gt;social networking&lt;/a&gt; sites&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;75% of college students have a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Facebook" title="Facebook"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; account&lt;sup id="cite_ref-Przybyla_16-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Generation_Y#cite_note-Przybyla-16" title=""&gt;[17]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;60% own some type of portable music and/or video device such as an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/IPod" title="IPod"&gt;iPod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;49% regularly download music and other media using peer-to-peer file sharing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;34% use websites as their primary source of news&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;28% author a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blog" title="Blog"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and 44% read blogs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;15% of IM users are logged on 24 hours a day/7 days a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3585750266638387070?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3585750266638387070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3585750266638387070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3585750266638387070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3585750266638387070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-generations-is-off-hook.html' title='Our Generations is off the hook....'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3092188981525304823</id><published>2008-09-12T14:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:30:23.727-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black swans'/><title type='text'>Face Off on the bridge....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I roll outta bed, throw on some clothes and think thank god it's Friday. I grab my books, put on my flip flops and run out the door. I totally forgot to print off something for Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I's&lt;/span&gt; class so I bee line it to the Freed Center. However, I run across my first problem off the day, if you don't count the fact that I had to wake up in the first place, RAIN! Seriously tell me how this works. Ada is sunny, beautiful and quiet during the Summer hours but as soon as that first day of class roles around the weather starts to suck. Now I don't know if there is a big meeting up in the clouds where the unanimous decision is to bring some sort of precipitation everyday until school lets out again for the year or what but it sure feels that way. In all my infinite wisdom and stubbornness I have not worn tennis shoes so the entire bottom of my pants is a shade darker and about ten pounds heaver. Who needs ankle weights when you can just use the rain. Maybe the mall walkers should just come to Ada and walk around campus. The would be in shape in no time! While power walking to class I about wipe out due to the lack of traction on my high class, weather ready two dollars and fifty cent shoes. I regain balance, look around to make sure no one is secretly hiding behind a tree taking pictures and laughing, smile and continue my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;trek&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; time at a slower, safer pace as I approach the bridge behind the Freed Center. On a normal day this is a lovely spot to stop and feed the ducks or just fraternize with the nearest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;picnicker&lt;/span&gt;. But not today, NO! Today the black swans are on duty. Apparently security was tight and they needed some reinforcements for this rough part of campus. I stare, glaring at this swan, as we make eye contact I can feel the hatred we feel for each other. Well maybe I'm totally lying, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; scared and was ready to go the other way. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; I am a pansy, however I feel like we should take some self-defense classes. No, not for Ada thugs but the swans. I get up the courage, creep to the front of the bridge and stop dead in my tracks. Rent a cop on duty flares out his wings, raises his head and starts hissing at me. So out loud, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; I am all alone I say, "Can I just cross the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; bridge, I kinda gotta get to class." Not two seconds later, some cute boy walks right up behind me, laughs out loud and walks right across with no problem. Wow, I feel cool. Lets mark that one up for sweet first impressions of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3092188981525304823?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3092188981525304823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3092188981525304823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3092188981525304823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3092188981525304823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/face-off-on-bridge.html' title='Face Off on the bridge....'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-5643099618106802972</id><published>2008-09-12T01:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T02:07:16.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New INfluencers....Ch. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Wow, after a story like that i am left dumbfounded as to some people and there lack of ability to deal with people, at least well. Hearing the  story of Vincent Ferrari was a first for me but brought me a good chuckle to end my evening. Now, I'm not normally one to judge, and I know some people are just not good at customer service, but my god, isn't it mandatory to take some sort of course or do they just let anyone answer phones these days. I mean doesn't a company have more than one position open, I mean there are jobs in which you don't have to talk to people you can talk to plants, or cleaning supplies or cafeteria food. I mean you are still making your mark on history but in a less idiotic way. Instead of making yourself or the company look like fools, you can do it behind the scenes where honestly no one sees, or if they do they don't get paid enough to care. Waiting fifteen minutes to simply cancel a service plan is outrages and downright annoying. Not that I spend all my days saving lives or the earth from self destruction, but I do have things to do with my time and I know sitting on hold on the phone for such a simple action as to cancel an AOL plan is insulting. The poor AOL man must have skipped out on a few PR classes in college because I'm pretty sure somewhere along the line no means no. I feel like the company should change up their interviewing process or make their phone calls self-destruct after five minute conversations so as to avoid this problem in the future. All in all, this situtaion(cancelling the account) was not handled well and outraged people across the board. Do you blame us? I do have to give some props to the big men upstairs, they took responsibility and told the people they messed up; SUPRISE TO US? NOT.....WE ALREADY KNOW! I feel like the main point I'm trying to get across is let the product do the talking...not you! I really enjoyed this chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-5643099618106802972?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/5643099618106802972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=5643099618106802972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5643099618106802972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5643099618106802972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-influencersch-1.html' title='New INfluencers....Ch. 1'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-3601593290809417698</id><published>2008-09-11T00:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:48:33.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who woulda thought?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So as I was surfing the web attempting do find something interesting to stimulate the braincells before falling into a coma, also known as sleep for the night, I ran across an article which stood out to me. The article was about a company most of us have heard of, especially you silly boys out there. A company known as PlayStation. However, it didn't stop there. Maybe I am just behind on the times, but when did blogging on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; and a mass gaming company like PlayStation combine? They hit the jackpot using social media to strike it rich and up their sales. Genius, I would definitely say so, especially in our generation. The turned what could have been a major &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; mishap into a way to reach thousands all at the click of the mouse and a few taps at the keys. Two of their workers decided to start a mysterious blog at Christmas called, "All I want for Xmas is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;" which spiraled out of control and lost the people's trust when it was discovered to be fake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vocenation.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/voce_playstation.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;http://www.vocenation.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/voce_playstation.pdf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't wait to see where this blog takes their company in the future. Just think of the millions of people they can bounce ideas off or get ideas from. Plus polls or just posting new information about upcoming products or the research and development in process. Keep your eyes open and fingers ready all you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PlayStation&lt;/span&gt; lovers, I can see good things to come for this company!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-3601593290809417698?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/3601593290809417698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=3601593290809417698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3601593290809417698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/3601593290809417698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-woulda-thought.html' title='Who woulda thought?!'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-8111367339714410662</id><published>2008-09-09T20:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:11:45.835-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedians'/><title type='text'>Seriously...did he just say that?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I'm sitting in my room after what feels like the longest day of my life aka the first day of classes. One would think that this would be a stress free and relaxing day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, not after 7 hours of back to back classes. I sit down, eat my twice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;microwaved&lt;/span&gt; leftovers and decide whether to be productive for the rest of  the night or simply throw on the sweats break out then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jerrys&lt;/span&gt; and call it a college student's life! After doing neither of these I took a half-hour power nap, dressed to impress and headed over to the Freed Center to check out these so called, "comedians".&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD...Freaking hilarious!! I think I laughed for about two hours straight, talk about an ab work out. I guess I can skip the crunches tonight! There was three comedians, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jew&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; chick and some white guy. All of them had appeared on shows such as comedy central, MTV or various other comedy scenes. Let me tell you what, these guys were brutal and said some things that would make my mother's chin drop into a position so low she might not be able to get it up. They talked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vegetarians&lt;/span&gt;, gays, Sara &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt;, and other things no college student cares about but thinks is totally awesome. It's always nice to see someone rip on the guy in front of you while you are secretly pointing and laughing saying, "thank god that wasn't me"! It always amuses me how people my age laugh at the stupidest things, which usually ends up making fun of them in some way or another. Hey, I guess that's what college is all about though, get all the, "stupid ", out of your system before you have to grow up and put on your big boy pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-8111367339714410662?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/8111367339714410662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=8111367339714410662' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8111367339714410662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8111367339714410662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/seriouslydid-he-just-say-that.html' title='Seriously...did he just say that?!'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-5502046160732028486</id><published>2008-09-09T15:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:11:02.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Down &amp; 2 to go...at least thats the plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I can't believe the day has come when I actually sit at home and wish I was in Ada. Summer was great don't get me wrong, and I hate leaving my friends back home, but it's just something about being on campus that gets me excited and makes me smile! My mom laughs when I refer to Northern as "home", but honestly thats how I think of it.&lt;br /&gt;The crazy thing is, I can't believe how I feel so old watching the new freshman walk around campus with their photo id's, campus maps, and lanyards. I feel like you can pick them out of a crowd and I wonder if that was me only two years ago. These past two years have gone by so fast but I can't wait to see what these next two are going to bring.&lt;br /&gt;Living in my own apartment is ahhh-mazing and getting away from the rents for another nine months has its perks. Overall, I'm stoked to be here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-5502046160732028486?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/5502046160732028486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=5502046160732028486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5502046160732028486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/5502046160732028486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-down-2-to-goat-least-thats-plan.html' title='2 Down &amp; 2 to go...at least thats the plan'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7375023815397099216.post-8678392875319808656</id><published>2008-09-09T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:42:09.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>About Me...Just in case you were curious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I think one word pretty much sums me up..........................................................&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting...ya most people are!&lt;br /&gt;I'm a simple girl who loves to have a good time with my friends, listen to fantastic music, enjoy the outdoors and shop, but what girl doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a junior public relations major at Ohio Northern University in the bustling metropolis of Ada, Ohio. I'm involved in Greek life on campus. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PRSSA&lt;/span&gt;, work at our sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;radio&lt;/span&gt; station (also known as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WONB)&lt;/span&gt;, and do interviews and stories for the sports information services on campus. I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Padronies&lt;/span&gt; pizza, am horrible with directions, am a total procrastinator, and have an addiction to shoes. Overall, I'm just your average everyday random girl with bad jokes, but sweet one liners ,living in this big, big world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7375023815397099216-8678392875319808656?l=onu-afterdark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/feeds/8678392875319808656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7375023815397099216&amp;postID=8678392875319808656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8678392875319808656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7375023815397099216/posts/default/8678392875319808656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onu-afterdark.blogspot.com/2008/09/about-mejust-in-case-you-were-curious.html' title='About Me...Just in case you were curious!'/><author><name>Tegan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09290088035421446013</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PPDQ9QT-QRc/SMbN6h7R_rI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/ckv7Loh6g3Q/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
