Monica Hunt.
Comm. 110.

Pet Peeve Speech Introduction.

*Visual/clothing: wear bright yellow. Have Beetlejuice picture.*
*Item: yellow foods.*

"BEETLEJUICE, BEETLEJUICE, BEETLEJUICE!"
As a young brussel sprout, whippersnapper of a child, I encountered a terrifying monster that could wreck havoc on today's society. That havoc is known as the color... yellow!!! For years this color has haunted my mind, causing me not to eat, wear, or touch any yellow items. I have, since then matured now and can only not eat yellow items. Having this fear is ridiculous, but it's a terrifying experience and causes me great anxiety when I see it. This freakish fear began when my mother thought it would be humourous to inquire that if I didn't brush my teeth, they would look like Beetlejuice teeth. I began to brush my teeth routinely and the fear then developed to giving up foods I thought would turn my teeth yellow. I ended up thinking the dye would cause great decay in my teeth. Most people see this fear as incredibly idiotic and freakish, well, it is! Last time I even attempted to eat yellow, I threw up. So, let's just say, it's not worth getting over this fear. I'll take you on a trip inside my mind to try to understand this outrageous fear of the color yellow. Well, looking at that yellow, I'll try to stay mellow and explain my hear, hopefully not throwing up on that fellow.



Quote:"BEETLEJUICE, BEETLEJUICE, BEETLEJUICE!"
Mystery Topic: "I encountered a terrifying monster that could wreck havoc on today's society."

Attention:
Interesting facts: "Last time I even attempted to eat yellow, I threw up.."

Revelance: "Most people see this fear as incredibly idiotic and freakish, well, it is!"

Credibility: "This freakish fear began when my mother thought it would be humourous to inquire that if I didn't brush my teeth, they would look like Beetlejuice teeth. I began to brush my teeth routinely and the fear then developed to giving up foods I thought would turn my teeth yellow. I ended up thinking the dye would cause great decay in my teeth."

Thesis: "I'll take you on a trip inside my mind to try to understand this outrageous fear of the color yellow."

Preview: "Well, looking at that yellow, I'll try to stay mellow and explain my hear, hopefully not throwing up on that fellow."

Some ICC students seem really pissed all the time.

As a happy, optimistic person, I am always smiling and friendly
to others. I go out of my way to try to make people feel better
about themselves or greet them. Is it so hard to do in return?

Being at ICC, yes, there are SOME friendly people, but most
people seem pissed off or upset or just plain rude.

How hard is it to say thanks when I open the door for you? No,
just looking at me with deer-in-the-headlight eyes do not mean
thank you. Or if I'm walking into a door and someone pushes me
out of the way, if I don't get a thank you, you just plain suck.
Seriously.

Aren't compliments supposed to be a nice experience? No, you don't
have to compliment me back, but don't just stare at me or roll your
eyes. If anything, I wouldn't be giving a fake compliment, who does
that? Honestly this isn't "Mean Girls" and usually compliments are
sincere.

It's just common courtesy if I ask you questions about yourself,
at least pretend that you are interested in me. How interesting is
a one sided conversation? Not interesting at all! Even if you ask
random, idiotic questions, it's better than nothing!!! Ask me if I like
eggs! It will at least be somewhat more interesting than only talking
about yourself!

If I smile, smile back, it's just makes me feel effing creepy if a smile
isn't returned. It's almost as if I went crazy and you are just observing.
Really, you can't just smile without the teeth? Lol.

Unfortunately seeing these types of people around the school really
are depressing. SMILE! Life is supposed to be fun and exciting!!!

Writing as a child vs. now...

Ever since I could write, I've been writing stories.
I used to make a book series of my own when I was
in 2nd grade about guinea pigs, superpowered dogs,
and all sorts of weirdly-morphed animals. Now that I look
back on those books I would make, I really miss it! Not only
do I miss being a kid, but the imagination that came with it.
My writing was more carefree and not self conscious at all!
To this day, I still try and use my imagination that is sill in
there somewhere and try not to care, but it doesn't always
work. It's so much harder to write as you are older, since
everything has to have a structure and follow guidelines.
No cussing, no shortening words, use bigger words to elaborate
of your subject, it just feels forced sometimes. There have been
times where I look back and know I could have done better on
papers, just being forced to write about something that isn't
passionate to me, will never get me to really care how the
paper turns out. There will be words, topics, and everything
needed in the paper, just no heart to it. Sometimes I just wonder
whatever happened to letting writing be from what we are
really thinking.

Wow, some people just suck.

Have any of you ever lived in a dorm or an apartment?
If you have, have you ever experienced rude behavior?

I currently live at Woodview Commons, which is right by
ICC. I was so excited to live there and I worked all summer
to afford it! The rooms are great and my roommate is nice too!
Unfortunately, I live under the most foul, rude beings I have
ever encountered in my life!

These creatures that live above me wear boots all day and
stomp around all day and night. I have insomnia, by the time
I'm about to fall asleep I'm awoken by a damn Sasquatch above!
Not only do they stomp around, they blare rap music at all hours
of the night! It's so loud, it shakes my walls and items in my room.
It's so rude, to not only me, but to everyone else in the building.
Another wonderful thing they do is watch the Nascar channel at
3 in the morning. I just love hearing vrooming and rednecks while
trying to sleep.

So, after two weeks of residents here having to deal with their
bull crap, I decided to take action. When they blared rap, I would
cuss at them to shut up, bang on the ceiling, yell, sing, and just
be crazy. After they would turn up their music, I turned on some
great 80's music, Cyndi Lauper "Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun" to
Europe's "The Final Countdown". Oh, I sang along too. :):).

For future apartment/dorm owners, please be respectful of
the other people around you. NOT EVERYONE LIKES WHAT YOU LIKE!

My WrItInG sKiLlZz. :):).

Just Kidding about the title. :):).

Writing to me is a passion of mine. So, there are so many
experiences of my writing that I've been proud of.
I love all different types of writing. Such as formal, like
a school paper, or non-formal, like sketch writing.

I took a speech class last year and it really helped me
be more comfortable talking in front of others and
more comfortable in my writing. It helped me write
on such short notice and be comfortable with my creations.

I almost always write formally, or try to. I can't remember
all the punctuation rules that I learned in grammar, I do
try to pretend I do though, haha. When I write my school
papers, I usually write very properly and follow all the rules.
Yikes, I hate shortening words. I just feel like a poser doing
that. So, my text messages are always formal, with commas
and punctuation.

Now, my handwriting, good luck reading that! It's almost
as if I'm writing in my own language. Sometimes, I look
back and can't even read my own hand writing. It's sad,
and a little scary, haha. The words go from BOLD to tiny,
slanted left to right, and just written all over random areas
of paper. (Don't want to waste trees, haha.)

I someday hope my writing will bring emotions to people
and I want this class to help me expand more on writing
techniques! :):).