So it's been forever and a day since I last posted, and here's the reason: The last month of school is always the most stressful.
However, this hasn't kept me from going to some of the activities held this month.
One activity I went to was the D-Week events. This year I went to the D-Queen pageant, which I have to say was the best pageant I've seen at Dixie in a long time. I sat in the front row and took video footage of the event for the newspaper. Here's the clip if you missed it.
I also got the chance to be the team captain of the Dixie Sun's very first Great Race team. Boy, did I underestimate the strength needed to do that race! I participated in the swimming leg of the race. You have to jump in the pool either sitting on, laying on, or laying in an inner tube. You do two 25 foot laps and then jump out of the pool to run the baton to the next person.
To begin with, I embarrassed the heck out of myself by accidentally mistaking my little sister's swimsuit for my own. That proved to be a problem when getting out of the pool. But once I actually did get out of the pool, I was exhausted! I could hardly run to the next person on my team! So to give you a glimpse at how the Great Race went, take a look at this clip.
The last thing I participated in this month was the Dixie Awards. I was nominated as the Outstanding Female Student of the year, and I really have no clue why. I didn't expect anything, and am not surprised that I lost. My problem I have with the Dixie Awards is unless you are winning an academic award, the different award nominees tend to be mainly student government members. It's been like this for as long as I've been there. Once I saw the final nominees I knew I really didn't have a chance, because I was the only non-student government member of the category. It was an honor to be nominated, but I suggest that DSC honor more students than student government members. I realize they do a lot, but so do so many other students on campus. But this is only one student's opinion.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Graduate Record Exam
After hours of studying, it is official. I have taken the GRE and received my scores. I am proud to say I received a 760 total, which may not seem like a very high score. However, I am proud of myself and my accomplishment. I commend those who have taken the GRE and received a much higher score than me, because it's not easy! It took a lot of studying and commitment to get what I got today, so I can only imagine what it would be like for them. Now let's see if I can be accepted into the college I'd like to attend: Southern Utah University. Fingers crossed because Master's degree, here I come!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Getting down and dirty at the Chalk Dance
It has been a goal of mine to attend more events as my senior year at Dixie State College comes to a close. One of these events happened to be the Chalk Dance on Friday.
I wasn't quite sure how it was going to be pulled off, or if there was going to be a large problem with students who were asthmatic and inhaling massive amounts of chalk. However, I was truly impressed with the way the Chalk Dance turned out! If Dixie would hold a Chalk Dance every weekend you could totally count me in!
The best part was a few newspaper staff members and I all hung out together. Not to say we didn't throw chalk at each other. LOL. The music was also very good! Kudos to the DJ. So here are a few pics along with a very short six second video. I was too afraid I'd get chalk in my Blackberry and in the camera lens.
I wasn't quite sure how it was going to be pulled off, or if there was going to be a large problem with students who were asthmatic and inhaling massive amounts of chalk. However, I was truly impressed with the way the Chalk Dance turned out! If Dixie would hold a Chalk Dance every weekend you could totally count me in!
The best part was a few newspaper staff members and I all hung out together. Not to say we didn't throw chalk at each other. LOL. The music was also very good! Kudos to the DJ. So here are a few pics along with a very short six second video. I was too afraid I'd get chalk in my Blackberry and in the camera lens.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Letter to Adi
Dear Adi,
It may seem cliche for me to be writing a letter to you online; however, I feel I need to.
I remember my excitement when I chose my first class of yours: Comm. Theory. Us newspaper girls would sit in the back of the class, and you would always say we were sure to cause trouble since we were "the media." That's when I knew I was in for a great semester.
To tell you the honest truth, I didn't know much about your cancer before attending your class. I had heard rumors and bits of information here and there, but I never really knew, and I didn't want to pry. I am very glad you were willing to share that information, though.
Halfway through the semester you changed my life. I didn't expect to get a phone call from my doctor as I was walking out of one of your many famous classes. I didn't expect it to be my OB/GYN. And I didn't expect them to tell me I may have HPV and cervical cancer.
At the time I really didn't know you had been diagnosed with cervical cancer specifically. I just walked up to you before class and apologized if I seemed distracted. You took the time to look me in the eyes--with so much empathy and understanding--and told me it would all be OK. I had cried, and you had too.
No matter how you were feeling each day, you always asked me how I was feeling, and what I had heard from the doctor. You explained each procedure to assist me in reducing my uncertainty. We even exchanged many text messages with dirty jokes to keep us laughing.
The part that always got to me though was a common quote you used to say to me. You would say "No one your age should have to go through this much medical stuff. It's just not right."
Adi, you we don't have a large gap in age difference between us. You're right, but at the same time you're wrong. No one at any age should have to go through this much medical stuff.
Toward the end I really started to get depressed knowing you were struggling. Even though you were getting sicker, you still found time to laugh with me over text messages. I didn't know how I was going to handle it when you finally left us because I couldn't help but think: what would I have done in your situation? If I had been positive for cervical cancer, would I have taken this as well as you had? Would I have had the courage and strength to continue to bless so many lives? I'm just not sure.
Before you left, you asked me one thing. You asked me to make sure your family back East received the ribbons. I want to let you know I personally handed the ribbons, along with the gift I had had for you to your brother. I'm sorry you were not able to hand them to them yourself.
So Adi, wherever you are, please don't stop listening. Please continue to inspire us and teach us. And please, never, ever stop laughing at the jokes we had. I love you Adi and miss you very much.
With love,
Casie
It may seem cliche for me to be writing a letter to you online; however, I feel I need to.
I remember my excitement when I chose my first class of yours: Comm. Theory. Us newspaper girls would sit in the back of the class, and you would always say we were sure to cause trouble since we were "the media." That's when I knew I was in for a great semester.
To tell you the honest truth, I didn't know much about your cancer before attending your class. I had heard rumors and bits of information here and there, but I never really knew, and I didn't want to pry. I am very glad you were willing to share that information, though.
Halfway through the semester you changed my life. I didn't expect to get a phone call from my doctor as I was walking out of one of your many famous classes. I didn't expect it to be my OB/GYN. And I didn't expect them to tell me I may have HPV and cervical cancer.
At the time I really didn't know you had been diagnosed with cervical cancer specifically. I just walked up to you before class and apologized if I seemed distracted. You took the time to look me in the eyes--with so much empathy and understanding--and told me it would all be OK. I had cried, and you had too.
No matter how you were feeling each day, you always asked me how I was feeling, and what I had heard from the doctor. You explained each procedure to assist me in reducing my uncertainty. We even exchanged many text messages with dirty jokes to keep us laughing.
The part that always got to me though was a common quote you used to say to me. You would say "No one your age should have to go through this much medical stuff. It's just not right."
Adi, you we don't have a large gap in age difference between us. You're right, but at the same time you're wrong. No one at any age should have to go through this much medical stuff.
Toward the end I really started to get depressed knowing you were struggling. Even though you were getting sicker, you still found time to laugh with me over text messages. I didn't know how I was going to handle it when you finally left us because I couldn't help but think: what would I have done in your situation? If I had been positive for cervical cancer, would I have taken this as well as you had? Would I have had the courage and strength to continue to bless so many lives? I'm just not sure.
Before you left, you asked me one thing. You asked me to make sure your family back East received the ribbons. I want to let you know I personally handed the ribbons, along with the gift I had had for you to your brother. I'm sorry you were not able to hand them to them yourself.
So Adi, wherever you are, please don't stop listening. Please continue to inspire us and teach us. And please, never, ever stop laughing at the jokes we had. I love you Adi and miss you very much.
With love,
Casie
Monday, March 15, 2010
Mr. Dixie Pageant
I know it's been a while since I posted last. I wanted to make sure you received the full experience of the wonderfully funny event called the Mr. Dixie Pageant.
I volunteered to help a friend of mine on the newspaper who wanted to run for Mr. Dixie. Little did I know it would turn into a crazy, anxiety-inducing experience! It was definitely one of the best moments of my life, though, since I was able to break out of my social phobia box and perform on stage. I hope you enjoy!
And, yes, the back up dancers are dressed as Lady Gaga. I am on the far left of the screen, Kate Semmens (the most amazingly confident Lady Gaga rockin' it out next to me), Amanda Anderson doin' her thing in the center, Kassi Gillette shakin' her stuff, and Whitney Phillips struttin' it across the stage. Matt Jacobson is the amazing singer pulling off the Billy Idol look in the front. Thanks guys!
I volunteered to help a friend of mine on the newspaper who wanted to run for Mr. Dixie. Little did I know it would turn into a crazy, anxiety-inducing experience! It was definitely one of the best moments of my life, though, since I was able to break out of my social phobia box and perform on stage. I hope you enjoy!
And, yes, the back up dancers are dressed as Lady Gaga. I am on the far left of the screen, Kate Semmens (the most amazingly confident Lady Gaga rockin' it out next to me), Amanda Anderson doin' her thing in the center, Kassi Gillette shakin' her stuff, and Whitney Phillips struttin' it across the stage. Matt Jacobson is the amazing singer pulling off the Billy Idol look in the front. Thanks guys!
Mr. Dixie Pageant from Casie Forbes on Vimeo.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
2010 DSC job fair a disappointment
I decided to drop by this year's job fair held in the Gardner Center Ballroom. My first surprise was when the people sitting at a desk in front of the Ballroom stopped me and required me to fill out a name tag before I could enter. If I'm coming to the activity and it's free, what's the purpose of requiring me to wear a name tag before I can enter the double doors? It's not like the people offering career opportunities are going to really remember my name. Then when I walked in I was surprised to see there weren't many people offering jobs or school information. I could not find anything to fit my interests. Last year's Employment Fair was so much better. The main reason I went was to get information from Southern Utah University representatives about its Master's programs. Well, this was another disappointment because they only had information on special education degrees and social work. Why would you not send representatives that would be able to talk about all its Masters degrees? I just don't get it. So I didn't find any job opportunities that fit me, and I left empty handed from the school tables.
Friday, February 12, 2010
It's time to find strength in ourselves
I find it very interesting how most times we do not see the best qualities in ourselves until someone else points it out.
This epitome came to me after having a very meaningful discussion with someone I admire. I told her I respected her strength during difficult situations, in which she responded she was not strong. To give a little bit of background, the woman I am speaking of is battling cancer. I can't think of any other adjective that better suits any cancer fighter than "strong." If strength doesn't work for you, you can have your choice of any of the following words:
able, able-bodied, big, capable, durable, enduring, energetic, firm, fixed, hale, hard as nails, hardy, hearty, mighty,reinforced, robust, rugged, secure, sinewy, solid, sound, stable, stalwart, stark, steady, strapping, sturdy, substantial, tenacious, tough, unyielding, vigorous, well-founded, well-made,aggressive, brave, clear, cogent, courageous, dedicated, deep, eager, fervent, fervid, fierce, firm, forceful, gutsy, handful, hard-nosed, independent, intelligent, intense, iron-willed, keen, perceptive, plucky, potent, resilient, resourceful, sagacious, self-assertive, steadfast, take charge, tenacious, tough, unbending, uncompromising, unyielding, vehement, violent, zealous.
So why is it we refuse to see what seems obvious to everyone else around us? We're constantly underestimating ourselves, seeing ourselves as insufficient. The problem is we are not insufficient. Individually we are strong, charismatic, amusing and truly amazing. There's no reason to doubt this.
It's time to take a step out of the cut-throat competition of daily life. It's time to realize our worth and utilize our best qualities. It's time to be ourselves. Let me know how you'd best describe yourself by commenting below. I'd love to hear your thoughts.
This epitome came to me after having a very meaningful discussion with someone I admire. I told her I respected her strength during difficult situations, in which she responded she was not strong. To give a little bit of background, the woman I am speaking of is battling cancer. I can't think of any other adjective that better suits any cancer fighter than "strong." If strength doesn't work for you, you can have your choice of any of the following words:
able, able-bodied, big, capable, durable, enduring, energetic, firm, fixed, hale, hard as nails, hardy, hearty, mighty,reinforced, robust, rugged, secure, sinewy, solid, sound, stable, stalwart, stark, steady, strapping, sturdy, substantial, tenacious, tough, unyielding, vigorous, well-founded, well-made,aggressive, brave, clear, cogent, courageous, dedicated, deep, eager, fervent, fervid, fierce, firm, forceful, gutsy, handful, hard-nosed, independent, intelligent, intense, iron-willed, keen, perceptive, plucky, potent, resilient, resourceful, sagacious, self-assertive, steadfast, take charge, tenacious, tough, unbending, uncompromising, unyielding, vehement, violent, zealous.
So why is it we refuse to see what seems obvious to everyone else around us? We're constantly underestimating ourselves, seeing ourselves as insufficient. The problem is we are not insufficient. Individually we are strong, charismatic, amusing and truly amazing. There's no reason to doubt this.
It's time to take a step out of the cut-throat competition of daily life. It's time to realize our worth and utilize our best qualities. It's time to be ourselves. Let me know how you'd best describe yourself by commenting below. I'd love to hear your thoughts.
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