I cannot concentrate right now because of my health issue...so, my January post is about the precious necessity of the knee's meniscus ligament.
Last September 2010, I injured my right knee's meniscus while running during a long run of 80 minutes. I noticed this different feeling in my right knee after running around the track. I decided to run back to apartment and stretch. The next day, I tried using the cross training exercise equipment to reduce the amount of stress put on my knee--that did not help me.
I took myself to see one of the certified athletic trainers. They said I may have a torn meniscus and may need a MRI scan...but...in the meantime, I needed to rest, ice, compress and elevate my knee to help it heal.
Three months later, after using the trainer's advice, I went to my primary care doctor. She said that I had patellar tendonitis, which involved fluids under my knee cap. She also said that I needed a X-Ray and see a physical therapist.
The X-Ray came back normal, I saw my PT doctor on my first visit and everything was fine...until my second visit.
The physical therapist told me to warm up for 10 minutes on the stationary bike, and that was okay. He told me to stretch my quadriceps, hamstrings and calf muscles. That was okay. Then, he said he wanted to evaluate and look at my running gait for any problems with how I run. THAT WAS A MISTAKE!!
Within 24 to 48 hours after running for 1 to 2 minutes on the treadmill to evaluate my knee...I was back to pain again. My medial meniscus flared up again. I don't know if it's any worse than it was three and a half months ago.
I want a MRI scan NOW! ...I want to heal my right knee NOW. I'm being patient. Isn't there a reward for being patient?
What if I injure my left knee's meniscus while walking around to stabilize my right knee? Why do I need to re-injure myself?
Running is out of the question. I will stay in shape with the stationary bike as long as I can. I will be satisfied just to use 20 minutes on the bike...but I'm still waiting. I'm STILL WAITING!!
I'm crying on the inside...and out. I want someone to save me. I deserve WAY MORE!!! Will someone, please, help me?
Until February...
- Jaime
Friday, January 28, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Hello 2011: I've Been Waiting for Your Arrival
It is January. It is cold outside. It is time for another hit at the textbooks for the spring 2011 semester at Clarion University!
I have really good feelings about this semester for a few reasons. First, this is the last semester of taking full-time graduate courses. Next semester I will be taking one graduate course and completing my portfolio, non-thesis graduation requirement. That's reassuring and gives me a sense of accomplishment. I will feel like a deer standing in headlights when it comes time to physically doing and completing a project, rather than the same routine of reading, writing and studying, which I've known for so long.
Secondly, this is the first semester of two where I will be president of Public Relations Student Society of America. I am very excited about this position! This opportunity will be a chance for me to enhance my leadership skills, network with public relations professionals and help undergraduate students. That is what I really want to do--benefit the undergrad communication majors at CU. I have several ideas that I am anxious to share with the executive board and the rest of the chapter. More than likely, I will be blogging about those ideas later this year.
Third, it is track and field season! It is time to get back to developing workouts, assisting with travel endeavors and helping Clarion Track & Field get ready for the Cook Forest Half-Marathon/5K...eventually. I created a professional team brochure which I am excited about to use for recruiting this year via Coach Bevevino.
This is the year when I will finally define myself and improve to the extent of showing greater signs of professionalism. No more student lifestyle. No more living on frozen dinners. haha. And...I might actually get back to running again, after nurturing my right knee's assumed torn meniscus.
I like to think of my life right now as Jordin Sparks' "One Step at a Time." "It's gonna happen when it's suppose to happen..And we find the reason why one step at a time."
Until the next January post...
;-)
I have really good feelings about this semester for a few reasons. First, this is the last semester of taking full-time graduate courses. Next semester I will be taking one graduate course and completing my portfolio, non-thesis graduation requirement. That's reassuring and gives me a sense of accomplishment. I will feel like a deer standing in headlights when it comes time to physically doing and completing a project, rather than the same routine of reading, writing and studying, which I've known for so long.
Secondly, this is the first semester of two where I will be president of Public Relations Student Society of America. I am very excited about this position! This opportunity will be a chance for me to enhance my leadership skills, network with public relations professionals and help undergraduate students. That is what I really want to do--benefit the undergrad communication majors at CU. I have several ideas that I am anxious to share with the executive board and the rest of the chapter. More than likely, I will be blogging about those ideas later this year.
Third, it is track and field season! It is time to get back to developing workouts, assisting with travel endeavors and helping Clarion Track & Field get ready for the Cook Forest Half-Marathon/5K...eventually. I created a professional team brochure which I am excited about to use for recruiting this year via Coach Bevevino.
This is the year when I will finally define myself and improve to the extent of showing greater signs of professionalism. No more student lifestyle. No more living on frozen dinners. haha. And...I might actually get back to running again, after nurturing my right knee's assumed torn meniscus.
I like to think of my life right now as Jordin Sparks' "One Step at a Time." "It's gonna happen when it's suppose to happen..And we find the reason why one step at a time."
Until the next January post...
;-)
Friday, December 17, 2010
2010: Went Back to School Again
It's time to blog. Oh, yeah. Time to synthesize what my life was all about in 2010. Please excuse my immature manner, but I truly believe that the year 2010 was about my second chance to take my inexperienced young professional self seriously. "In 2010, I went back to the books again."
I was convinced for a while that my next step was to find a job right after college. That's what most people do, right? They go to college to get some knowledge..and never go to Jupiter to get more stupider. Haha. (I think you understand my point) Well, when you spend over seven months after stepping off the commencement stairs at graduation, you really ask yourself: What next?
Thoughts of frustration were "getting to me" and I was stuck in a twilight zone of believing I would stay hopeless in never finding a job. Never lose faith when you reach this situation, my friends. Opportunity is just around the corner. I was bound for school--again.
I learned about an opportunity to become a graduate assistant at Clarion University of Pennsylvania, in the heart of northwestern PA. The graduate assistantship opening was available for a GA coach in women's track & field/cross country; the head coach was leaving and the GA coach was graduating.
I also considered the fact that Clarion University had a Master's degree program in communication, and I thought that going for an advanced degree in communication-public relations would enhance and strengthen the "basic" skills in PR, which I obtained from Slippery Rock. Going to Clarion had nothing to do with athletics in my decision. It was a decision based on academics alone.
After finally been admitted to the M.S. program, I was not sure if I was going to be successful as a student. I finished my first semester with all A's, but there was still the problem of my GA coaching position. I was lacking imperative qualities and needed improvement in certain areas. I will admit. I was a little uncertain. Most importantly, I wanted to feel more comfortable at Clarion. For only three and a half months, I felt out of place. So, what did I decide to do? I stayed the summer in Clarion.
During the summer, I stayed on Liberty Street, near 5th Ave.--the main road of travel in town. It was a nice experience. I visited some interesting places around Clarion County, Pa., and some awesome people. Then, fall classes arrived...
I met the people of Koininia (coin-na-nee-ah), and Katie Black and Dean Alley, two people close to my age who lead the Christian fellowship organization. This group helped me socially connect and become more involved with on-campus activities.
My job duties as GA coach improved a great deal that semester, too. I would like to add that I created a team brochure for Clarion track & field/cross country as part of one of my public relations writing assignments, and I hope that that brochure becomes very beneficial, in terms of recruiting and promotion for the future.
I would like to leave you with this interesting remark on my college years, thus far.
2005: Graduated high school and still alive to arrive in college.
2006: So-so year, and felt like I was picking up fallen sticks.
2007: One year closer to what should feel like heaven when I graduate.
2008: It was soooo great!
2009: That year was mine! I finally graduated from Slippery Rock University.
2010: I went back to school again at Clarion University.
2011: Am I finally near heaven? Because I think I'll be earning my Master's degree...hopefully.
Happy Holidays and Happy New Year! Thanks for reading. 8-)
I was convinced for a while that my next step was to find a job right after college. That's what most people do, right? They go to college to get some knowledge..and never go to Jupiter to get more stupider. Haha. (I think you understand my point) Well, when you spend over seven months after stepping off the commencement stairs at graduation, you really ask yourself: What next?
Thoughts of frustration were "getting to me" and I was stuck in a twilight zone of believing I would stay hopeless in never finding a job. Never lose faith when you reach this situation, my friends. Opportunity is just around the corner. I was bound for school--again.
I learned about an opportunity to become a graduate assistant at Clarion University of Pennsylvania, in the heart of northwestern PA. The graduate assistantship opening was available for a GA coach in women's track & field/cross country; the head coach was leaving and the GA coach was graduating.
I also considered the fact that Clarion University had a Master's degree program in communication, and I thought that going for an advanced degree in communication-public relations would enhance and strengthen the "basic" skills in PR, which I obtained from Slippery Rock. Going to Clarion had nothing to do with athletics in my decision. It was a decision based on academics alone.
After finally been admitted to the M.S. program, I was not sure if I was going to be successful as a student. I finished my first semester with all A's, but there was still the problem of my GA coaching position. I was lacking imperative qualities and needed improvement in certain areas. I will admit. I was a little uncertain. Most importantly, I wanted to feel more comfortable at Clarion. For only three and a half months, I felt out of place. So, what did I decide to do? I stayed the summer in Clarion.
During the summer, I stayed on Liberty Street, near 5th Ave.--the main road of travel in town. It was a nice experience. I visited some interesting places around Clarion County, Pa., and some awesome people. Then, fall classes arrived...
I met the people of Koininia (coin-na-nee-ah), and Katie Black and Dean Alley, two people close to my age who lead the Christian fellowship organization. This group helped me socially connect and become more involved with on-campus activities.
My job duties as GA coach improved a great deal that semester, too. I would like to add that I created a team brochure for Clarion track & field/cross country as part of one of my public relations writing assignments, and I hope that that brochure becomes very beneficial, in terms of recruiting and promotion for the future.
I would like to leave you with this interesting remark on my college years, thus far.
2005: Graduated high school and still alive to arrive in college.
2006: So-so year, and felt like I was picking up fallen sticks.
2007: One year closer to what should feel like heaven when I graduate.
2008: It was soooo great!
2009: That year was mine! I finally graduated from Slippery Rock University.
2010: I went back to school again at Clarion University.
2011: Am I finally near heaven? Because I think I'll be earning my Master's degree...hopefully.
Happy Holidays and Happy New Year! Thanks for reading. 8-)
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
"What I Like About You" -- The Coaching Experience
Well, it is that time of the month (and, no. I'm not talking about the other time of the month). It's time to share what's on my mind.
It's Advent season. It's indoor track & field season. Ah. Yes. Track and field.
I'm pretty excited about track as coach for next spring 2011 semester. The Clarion University women's track team is currently getting ready for our first meet of the season at Edinboro University in January, and it's going to be a good one. Hopefully.
Being a coach is sometimes indescribable. It's nowhere near easy and everywhere difficult. Since I am not an education major, nor have a teaching background, I find it fun at times and not-so-fun other times.
Some people ask me if I enjoy coaching, considering those people to be family or friends who have known me as a competitive runner for most of my life.
I like to observe the situation as an opportunity to "think outside the box." For example, substitutions. If it's rainy outside, use the indoor track facility at the student recreation center. If hill workouts do not carry positive feedback from your sprinters, then tell them to do a set of stair climbing and dales for a certain amount of time.
Much of my early coaching experience has been observations and memorization. I am memorizing the type of dynamic warm-up, agility drills and basic workouts which the sprinters, jumpers and hurdlers are currently completing. I'm really enjoying the opportunity to learn and experience what they're doing. It's also a small flashback to some earlier days when I, myself, did similar drills as a middle distance runner.
The biggest challenge I have facing me, beyond experience, is self-confidence. I would really like the ladies whom I work with to trust me and fully understand that I am a helpful guide. I really want to see them excel in the classroom, not get behind with grades, and develop a stronger, positive attitude.
Will I ever coach again in the future? Who knows. For my slow start sake, let's hope that I get a full-time, entry-level job first before I commit anywhere for a volunteer coaching position.
Right now, I'm excited for the opportunity to get Level 1 coaching certification by USA Track and Field in January at Bowie State University in Bowie, Md. I think it will be beneficial to attend the coaching clinic, have that training "under my belt," and feel confident while talking to other coaches about their athletes' abilities outside of distance running.
- JW
It's Advent season. It's indoor track & field season. Ah. Yes. Track and field.
I'm pretty excited about track as coach for next spring 2011 semester. The Clarion University women's track team is currently getting ready for our first meet of the season at Edinboro University in January, and it's going to be a good one. Hopefully.
Being a coach is sometimes indescribable. It's nowhere near easy and everywhere difficult. Since I am not an education major, nor have a teaching background, I find it fun at times and not-so-fun other times.
Some people ask me if I enjoy coaching, considering those people to be family or friends who have known me as a competitive runner for most of my life.
I like to observe the situation as an opportunity to "think outside the box." For example, substitutions. If it's rainy outside, use the indoor track facility at the student recreation center. If hill workouts do not carry positive feedback from your sprinters, then tell them to do a set of stair climbing and dales for a certain amount of time.
Much of my early coaching experience has been observations and memorization. I am memorizing the type of dynamic warm-up, agility drills and basic workouts which the sprinters, jumpers and hurdlers are currently completing. I'm really enjoying the opportunity to learn and experience what they're doing. It's also a small flashback to some earlier days when I, myself, did similar drills as a middle distance runner.
The biggest challenge I have facing me, beyond experience, is self-confidence. I would really like the ladies whom I work with to trust me and fully understand that I am a helpful guide. I really want to see them excel in the classroom, not get behind with grades, and develop a stronger, positive attitude.
Will I ever coach again in the future? Who knows. For my slow start sake, let's hope that I get a full-time, entry-level job first before I commit anywhere for a volunteer coaching position.
Right now, I'm excited for the opportunity to get Level 1 coaching certification by USA Track and Field in January at Bowie State University in Bowie, Md. I think it will be beneficial to attend the coaching clinic, have that training "under my belt," and feel confident while talking to other coaches about their athletes' abilities outside of distance running.
- JW
Friday, October 15, 2010
Creative New Ideas for Old Favorites
In case you didn't know, I absolutely loved the animated series of Beetlejuice and the Fox Family-turned-ABC family show "Big Wolf on Campus." I hope you enjoy my fictitious works! :-)
(Big Wolf on College Campus)
After the trio Lori Baxter, Tommy Dawkins and Merton Dingle headed off to college, the weird and horrific episodes kept appearing. Tommy and Lori developed their relationship even further, while Merton attempted to find the supernatural at State U.
One day, when Merton visited the campus cafeteria with Lori and Tommy, he looked around and discovered a sweet, tall brunette, eating a turkey-and-American cheese sandwich by herself. Merton was blown away by this girl's beautiful appearance, and loner behavior, and decided to walk over to say hello. He sat down right beside her...and the supernatural was about to hit him.
This brunette was no ordinary girl. Brunette sophomore Jaime is a modern day Wiccan. And Jaime is not the only Wiccan on State U's campus. Secretly, Jaime is a triplet of an evil Witch circle, the Vexed; however, Jaime is not like her triplet sisters since she is good of heart...but Merton doesn't realize this at first.
After Jaime asks Merton out on a date in the cemetery, Joan and Jade find out about Jaime's secret date and desire to get back at her. They use their magick to trick and play a game with Merton, using faked feelings and mild lust.
Tommy discovers the weird ways which "Jaime" has been acting lately, and decides to take action to help his best friend. He goes on a date with Joan "just to find out more about Jaime," and terminates his relationship with Lori on the spot when Lori walks down the halls of Thompson one day and sees Tommy with "Jaime."
Lori runs to tell Merton this matter. Jaime suddenly disappears after spending the afternoon with Merton. Jaime tries to inform them that her triplet sisters have discovered her dating secret and want revenge against the trio.
The battle against good versus evil heats up when witches and werewolf collide for a Halloween treat. Big Wolf on Campus: 'Which Witch?' is rated PG-13 for mild crude language and some sexual content.
AND NOW...scenes from Big Wolf on College Campus ;-)
(Meeting Love)
"Oh yeah. She digs me," Merton said inside his head.
"Well, hello."
"Hey," Jaime said, looking up from her meal.
"My name is Merton James Dingle. Fellow dedicated follower of the supernatural, paranormal, goober normal and scientific lover of fiction, including my favorite, Monkeys from Planet Mars...and you are?"
"Not quite ready for this," she said, and stood up to walk away in a few steps.
"Wait," he turned to grab her hand, "What's your name?"
She turned back, smiled, and walked back to sit down again.
"I'm Jaime. I'm a sophomore, but I have to get to class--"
"What class?"
"Chemistry lab. I don't really like it. I'm more of a humanistic, artsy type of girl. I would rather write book reports, poetry, anything..other than trying to figure out a stupid equation. No offense."
Merton smiles, "None taken."
"Hey, why don't you text message me sometime. I'm kinda new here at State U. What's your number?"
Merton stood up, and started to get light-headed. Tommy and Lori glanced over to where the two were sitting at the far right table, and Tommy sprinted over in his werewolf-like speed to catch his "little buddy."
"Merton! Merton buddy, are you alright? What happened?"
"Nothing. I just told him that he could have my phone number," Jaime said.
Tommy laughed. "Is that it?"
"Yeah," Jaime said with a smirk.
"What happened?" Lori said.
Merton came back to consciousness.
"Nothing," Tommy said, "Merton just met her."
"Oh, hi," Lori said with a smile.
"I'm Lori, and this is Tommy," she said, reaching out her hand to shake with Jaime.
"Hey there," Jaime said, "Cool. So, are you guys..together?"
"Yeah," Lori said, "We've been goin' out since high school..senior year."
"That's awesome. Good for you," Jaime said.
"Thanks," Lori said.
"Could you please stop talking for one second and get the poor dark fella up from the--" Merton said, as Tommy gripped Merton's hand and pulled him up.
"...Ground," Merton finished his sentence, and smiled abundantly towards Jaime.
Jaime smiled. "And I like weird things, too. I'm big with ghosts and U.F.O. sightings...even though no one I know believes in that stuff but me...but..whatever."
"I love that stuff," Merton grinned.
"Well, like I said, I gotta get to class now. Starts in 10 minutes," she said.
"Oh, wait," Jaime said, "Here's my number." Jaime pulled out a black pen from her black bookbag and grabbed Merton's white arm to write out her cell phone number on his arm. Merton giggled.
"See you another time," she winked at Merton and smiled. "Nice meeting you two, Tommy and Lori."
"Nice to meet you, too, "Lori said in a humble voice.
"See ya," Tommy said, waving goodbye, and Jaime walked out the exit doors of the cafeteria.
"I'm in love!" Merton exclaimed, raising his arms in the air.
"Now, Merton, buddy. You can't know that just yet for sure. You gotta get to know this girl first," Tommy said.
"True," Lori said, "You don't know her."
"But I can sense it. Mm!" Merton replied.
"And you all thought I wouldn't meet a quote-on-quote 'real girl.' Not like that chick from the Salem Witch trials...or lovely Casandra..."
"She is the most hottest girl I've seen, Tommy! ...and she asked me for my number!"
"She better not be a threat, Tommy," Lori said, "Or I'll tae won do her butt to the ground!"
"Easy, Lori, " Tommy replied, "Just wait a bit. I think Merton will figure this one out. She seems like a nice girl. What do you think, Merton? Do you think she's a threat?"
"I am NEVER washing this arm again!" Merton announced loudly across the cafeteria.
A few stares went into Merton's direction.
"Uh, sorry?" he said.
Little did Merton know that a good, wonderful Wiccan was a part of an evil trip who were about ready to cast a spell against the Pleasantville High alumni trio. This was not just by Magick.
...but Merton was falling hard for Jaime. Fast.
(Merton and the Surprise)
Merton couldn't wait to call the first normal-looking girl he met who didn't kiss him death, or didn't turned him to stone.
Merton began to call Jaime's number.
"Hello?"
"Hi. Jaime?"
"Yeah, hi Merton. What's up?"
Merton paused to happily dance and express his enthusiasm.
"Ah, nothing. I just thought I would use your phone number to call. How--how are you?"
Jaime laughed. "I'm fine."
"So..." Merton started to reply.
"Hey, I think my mom is on the other line right now. Can you hold on a second?"
"Sure," he said.
"Thanks. I'll be right back."
Two minutes passed, and Jaime answered Merton.
"Sorry about that."
"That's fine. No problem. Just relaxing in the dorm lobby. I live with Tommy by the way. He's my roommate."
"Oh, that's cool. Nice."
"Yeah, we're pretty close buds. So, how about you? I--I don't know what to say."
Jaime laughed, "Aww. That's cute. Well, I'm a communication major--"
"You're definitely a better communicator than I am," he said.
Jaime smiled. "I like your hair...I mean, what's your major?"
"Well, I have decided, based on my interests that I want to focus on the black arts recently.."
Jaime paused...then giggled.
"Just kidding. I want to double major in chemistry and biology here. I'm into dead things, too."
"Dead things?"
"Yeah, you know. Like, dead man's toe, fungus, nematodes--"
"I think I get the picture."
"Oh."
"Can I tell you a secret?" Jaime asked.
"Sure," Merton said.
"In person?"
"Well, yeah."
"Meet me in the old lab, 112 of Rhinehart Hall at 12:00 midnight. I think you'll understand and I want to show you."
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"Yeah. Definitely."
"Alright. See you soon."
Merton hung up his cell phone. He had a puzzled look on his face, which led to a worried expression. What if she isn't who I think she is? She can't be Miss Wonderful. Right?
Merton met Jaime inside the lab at 11:58 p.m.
"Okay," Jaime said, "Promise--no--Swear to me that you won't run away to what I'm about to show you."
"No big deal. I've seen plenty of weirdness with my times that Tommy and I have been together."
"Okay," she said, "Close your eyes." She came close to Merton and took his hands to cover his eyes completely.
"No peaking."
He could not resist to being squimish and giddy. She whispered in his left ear, "I hope you like me."
Merton smiled brightly.
She stepped away from him and pulled her brunette hair down with her fingers to reveal her streaks of long black hair which grew to reach her breasts, instead of her shoulders. She replaced her clothes in an instance with her new velvet robe, purple corsette, black skirt and black pump shoes. Lacey stockings replaced her bare legs and purple streaks flowed down her black hair.
"You can open them now," she said.
Merton gave a look of shock then turned his eyes and facial expression to look of reassurance.
"You're not who I think you are..." he said. She nodded. "Are you? A witch?"
"Yes, Merton. I'm a Wiccan...or a witch like you said."
He was disgusted for a moment, folding his arms, then walked over to grab her hands.
For a moment he was annoyed, but he suddenly realized something.
"As the great witch, Linda, of the North in the 1930s classic production Wizard of Oz once said to Dorothy," he said.
Jaime giggled.
"Are you a good witch or a bad witch?"
Jaime smiled before answering.
"I'm a good witch."
Merton sighed.
"I've always been. And I want to be known as Jaime. Just normal Jaime, " she said, "Not like some stupid misunderstood social outcast."
Merton muttered under his breath, "I resent that."
"Sorry!" she exclaimed and briefly laughed.
"Merton," Jaime said, "I like you...but I don't know why."
Merton blushed.
"You seem sweet, kind, smart, a nice guy," she said.
"Ah...gee, thanks," he smiled like a little boy.
"And so full of energy!" she said.
He made one of his shy quirks.
"And quirky. Ha ha. I like that about you. You make me feel like we could go on an adventure together and find some cool stuff."
"I like you, too, Jaime," he said, "but, please, don't cast a spell on me...unless, it is for the greater good of mankind. I don't want to end up like a frog in my biology class."
Jaime laughed a bit harder. Merton stared into Jaime's eyes, and she couldn't stop laughing.
"I'm sorry, Merton. Can I call you Mert?"
"You can call me whatever you want...just don't call me Dingle."
"Okay," she said, "Ding-a-ling-a-ling!" She laughed, smiled, and bit her lower lip with her teeth.
"It's getting too late and I have to get going," Jaime said.
"Again?" Merton said. Jaime gathered her things and placed them into her bookbag. "Again with the leaving."
"Don't worry. I'll be around all day tomorrow around Thompson Hall..I mean today. It is after midnight, right?"
"Yeah, I guess."
She sheepishly looked back into his eyes again.
"How about I leave you with one thing before I go," she said.
"What's that?"
She grabbed his left hand and right hand, and placed them on her hips. He got weak in his legs.
"Stand up," she said, giggling.
She placed her arms around his neck and began to slow dance.
The stereo mysteriously turned on and began to play soft instrumental jazz music.
"I really didn't have this in mind," he said, "Most girls who are witches I know turn out to be creepy sorority sisters from a strange university."
Jaime laughed.
"And I don't mean that in a positive way."
"I'm not like that at all," she said, "In fact, I think sororities are overrated."
"I wanted to reveal my true identity with you because...I sort of feel like an outcast. And I felt like I could trust you because you said you like that stuff."
"Don't say that...you are.." Merton stumbled.
"And I don't know many cute goth guys around campus," Jaime said.
"Are..." Merton tried to regain his confident stride. "Ah-mazing."
Jaime smiled brightly, from ear to ear, and giggled again.
"I don't care if you do cast a spell on me anyway...You could ahead and do one right now. Are you casting a spell on me right now?"
Jaime shook her head. "Nope. Not at all."
Merton sighed relief.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"I don't understand. Why me?"
"I just told you. I feel like I can trust you."
Jaime leaned back on the biology desk, smiling, as Merton drew closer. Just then, he looked up and saw shadows of people outside in the hallway. The music turned off suddenly.
"Quick! Go duck inside the closet," Merton said,"How are we going to get out?"
"Seriously? You're talking to a witch? I've got a spell for almost everything," Jaime said, "Take my hand." Merton grabbed Jaime's hand and they became invisible. They walked through the biology door and graciously walked outside the building together.
Then, they turned visible again.
"Goodnight," Jaime waved, walking away.
"Goodnight," Merton waved back, sighing again. She is SO fine! Merton thought to himself.
Five minutes later, Jaime left to return back to her dorm. Merton was blown away by Jaime's actions that he decided the next morning that he was going to tell Tommy about her secret.
---
(Merton's kiss)
Merton and Lori attended the homecoming football game, which was against Union College, to watch Tommy play in his debut game. Jaime walked past the section where Merton and Lori were sitting, and Merton said to Lori, "I think I'm going to invite Jaime up here to sit with us."
"In that case, I'm going to find another place to sit," Lori said, "You two can sit together."
"Um, thanks for bailing," Merton said.
He glanced down to make eye contact with Jaime and motioned her to walk up the bleachers to sit beside him. She walked up with a smile and sat down.
"Nachos?" he said.
"No thanks," she said, "So, is this your first college football game?"
"Well, no. I mean, yeah. Tommy is second string quarterback and starts playing tonight."
"Very cool."
He eyed Lori from over in the student section, and gave her the "hey, look who I'm sitting with" facial expression. Lori rolled her eyes back at him.
"Yeah, very cool," he said.
"So, do you like football?"
Merton tried to pull his arm around Jaime, but just then Jaime yelled, "Hey, that's my friend Laura! Hey Laura!" The girl waved at Jaime.
"Yeah, I like it," she said, " I really like it when interceptions are made, ref's keep their senses about calls, and the flippin' team knows how to run their offense." Jaime got off her feet to stand and yell, "What the heck, ref? Make the call already!"
Merton looked embarrassed.
"You really know your football," he said.
"Not really," she said, "I just get annoyed when people stop acting like people during a game."
She turned to look at Merton and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then, she stood up as she watched State U score a touchdown.
The rest of the crowd jumped to their feet with her and cheered loudly. Merton paused for a second, looking dumbfounded, then stood up as well, regaining his strength, and held her hand.
Jaime laced her fingers with his and felt his pale hand's warmth.
"I'm glad I met you," Merton said.
"I'm glad too, Merton" Jaime said, "It was by chance, I think. Wasn't it?"
"No," he said, "I think you've bewitched me."
With that statement, Merton pursed his lips as Jaime smiled, leaning in closer to Merton. Jaime whispered to Merton, "I really like you," and felt her lips pressing against his for a moment. Then, a toy football flew wildly and hit Merton on the side of the head, as he was knocked out on the bleacher.
"Merton! Are you alright? Merton!"
(Big Wolf on College Campus)
After the trio Lori Baxter, Tommy Dawkins and Merton Dingle headed off to college, the weird and horrific episodes kept appearing. Tommy and Lori developed their relationship even further, while Merton attempted to find the supernatural at State U.
One day, when Merton visited the campus cafeteria with Lori and Tommy, he looked around and discovered a sweet, tall brunette, eating a turkey-and-American cheese sandwich by herself. Merton was blown away by this girl's beautiful appearance, and loner behavior, and decided to walk over to say hello. He sat down right beside her...and the supernatural was about to hit him.
This brunette was no ordinary girl. Brunette sophomore Jaime is a modern day Wiccan. And Jaime is not the only Wiccan on State U's campus. Secretly, Jaime is a triplet of an evil Witch circle, the Vexed; however, Jaime is not like her triplet sisters since she is good of heart...but Merton doesn't realize this at first.
After Jaime asks Merton out on a date in the cemetery, Joan and Jade find out about Jaime's secret date and desire to get back at her. They use their magick to trick and play a game with Merton, using faked feelings and mild lust.
Tommy discovers the weird ways which "Jaime" has been acting lately, and decides to take action to help his best friend. He goes on a date with Joan "just to find out more about Jaime," and terminates his relationship with Lori on the spot when Lori walks down the halls of Thompson one day and sees Tommy with "Jaime."
Lori runs to tell Merton this matter. Jaime suddenly disappears after spending the afternoon with Merton. Jaime tries to inform them that her triplet sisters have discovered her dating secret and want revenge against the trio.
The battle against good versus evil heats up when witches and werewolf collide for a Halloween treat. Big Wolf on Campus: 'Which Witch?' is rated PG-13 for mild crude language and some sexual content.
AND NOW...scenes from Big Wolf on College Campus ;-)
(Meeting Love)
"Oh yeah. She digs me," Merton said inside his head.
"Well, hello."
"Hey," Jaime said, looking up from her meal.
"My name is Merton James Dingle. Fellow dedicated follower of the supernatural, paranormal, goober normal and scientific lover of fiction, including my favorite, Monkeys from Planet Mars...and you are?"
"Not quite ready for this," she said, and stood up to walk away in a few steps.
"Wait," he turned to grab her hand, "What's your name?"
She turned back, smiled, and walked back to sit down again.
"I'm Jaime. I'm a sophomore, but I have to get to class--"
"What class?"
"Chemistry lab. I don't really like it. I'm more of a humanistic, artsy type of girl. I would rather write book reports, poetry, anything..other than trying to figure out a stupid equation. No offense."
Merton smiles, "None taken."
"Hey, why don't you text message me sometime. I'm kinda new here at State U. What's your number?"
Merton stood up, and started to get light-headed. Tommy and Lori glanced over to where the two were sitting at the far right table, and Tommy sprinted over in his werewolf-like speed to catch his "little buddy."
"Merton! Merton buddy, are you alright? What happened?"
"Nothing. I just told him that he could have my phone number," Jaime said.
Tommy laughed. "Is that it?"
"Yeah," Jaime said with a smirk.
"What happened?" Lori said.
Merton came back to consciousness.
"Nothing," Tommy said, "Merton just met her."
"Oh, hi," Lori said with a smile.
"I'm Lori, and this is Tommy," she said, reaching out her hand to shake with Jaime.
"Hey there," Jaime said, "Cool. So, are you guys..together?"
"Yeah," Lori said, "We've been goin' out since high school..senior year."
"That's awesome. Good for you," Jaime said.
"Thanks," Lori said.
"Could you please stop talking for one second and get the poor dark fella up from the--" Merton said, as Tommy gripped Merton's hand and pulled him up.
"...Ground," Merton finished his sentence, and smiled abundantly towards Jaime.
Jaime smiled. "And I like weird things, too. I'm big with ghosts and U.F.O. sightings...even though no one I know believes in that stuff but me...but..whatever."
"I love that stuff," Merton grinned.
"Well, like I said, I gotta get to class now. Starts in 10 minutes," she said.
"Oh, wait," Jaime said, "Here's my number." Jaime pulled out a black pen from her black bookbag and grabbed Merton's white arm to write out her cell phone number on his arm. Merton giggled.
"See you another time," she winked at Merton and smiled. "Nice meeting you two, Tommy and Lori."
"Nice to meet you, too, "Lori said in a humble voice.
"See ya," Tommy said, waving goodbye, and Jaime walked out the exit doors of the cafeteria.
"I'm in love!" Merton exclaimed, raising his arms in the air.
"Now, Merton, buddy. You can't know that just yet for sure. You gotta get to know this girl first," Tommy said.
"True," Lori said, "You don't know her."
"But I can sense it. Mm!" Merton replied.
"And you all thought I wouldn't meet a quote-on-quote 'real girl.' Not like that chick from the Salem Witch trials...or lovely Casandra..."
"She is the most hottest girl I've seen, Tommy! ...and she asked me for my number!"
"She better not be a threat, Tommy," Lori said, "Or I'll tae won do her butt to the ground!"
"Easy, Lori, " Tommy replied, "Just wait a bit. I think Merton will figure this one out. She seems like a nice girl. What do you think, Merton? Do you think she's a threat?"
"I am NEVER washing this arm again!" Merton announced loudly across the cafeteria.
A few stares went into Merton's direction.
"Uh, sorry?" he said.
Little did Merton know that a good, wonderful Wiccan was a part of an evil trip who were about ready to cast a spell against the Pleasantville High alumni trio. This was not just by Magick.
...but Merton was falling hard for Jaime. Fast.
(Merton and the Surprise)
Merton couldn't wait to call the first normal-looking girl he met who didn't kiss him death, or didn't turned him to stone.
Merton began to call Jaime's number.
"Hello?"
"Hi. Jaime?"
"Yeah, hi Merton. What's up?"
Merton paused to happily dance and express his enthusiasm.
"Ah, nothing. I just thought I would use your phone number to call. How--how are you?"
Jaime laughed. "I'm fine."
"So..." Merton started to reply.
"Hey, I think my mom is on the other line right now. Can you hold on a second?"
"Sure," he said.
"Thanks. I'll be right back."
Two minutes passed, and Jaime answered Merton.
"Sorry about that."
"That's fine. No problem. Just relaxing in the dorm lobby. I live with Tommy by the way. He's my roommate."
"Oh, that's cool. Nice."
"Yeah, we're pretty close buds. So, how about you? I--I don't know what to say."
Jaime laughed, "Aww. That's cute. Well, I'm a communication major--"
"You're definitely a better communicator than I am," he said.
Jaime smiled. "I like your hair...I mean, what's your major?"
"Well, I have decided, based on my interests that I want to focus on the black arts recently.."
Jaime paused...then giggled.
"Just kidding. I want to double major in chemistry and biology here. I'm into dead things, too."
"Dead things?"
"Yeah, you know. Like, dead man's toe, fungus, nematodes--"
"I think I get the picture."
"Oh."
"Can I tell you a secret?" Jaime asked.
"Sure," Merton said.
"In person?"
"Well, yeah."
"Meet me in the old lab, 112 of Rhinehart Hall at 12:00 midnight. I think you'll understand and I want to show you."
"Okay."
"Okay?"
"Yeah. Definitely."
"Alright. See you soon."
Merton hung up his cell phone. He had a puzzled look on his face, which led to a worried expression. What if she isn't who I think she is? She can't be Miss Wonderful. Right?
Merton met Jaime inside the lab at 11:58 p.m.
"Okay," Jaime said, "Promise--no--Swear to me that you won't run away to what I'm about to show you."
"No big deal. I've seen plenty of weirdness with my times that Tommy and I have been together."
"Okay," she said, "Close your eyes." She came close to Merton and took his hands to cover his eyes completely.
"No peaking."
He could not resist to being squimish and giddy. She whispered in his left ear, "I hope you like me."
Merton smiled brightly.
She stepped away from him and pulled her brunette hair down with her fingers to reveal her streaks of long black hair which grew to reach her breasts, instead of her shoulders. She replaced her clothes in an instance with her new velvet robe, purple corsette, black skirt and black pump shoes. Lacey stockings replaced her bare legs and purple streaks flowed down her black hair.
"You can open them now," she said.
Merton gave a look of shock then turned his eyes and facial expression to look of reassurance.
"You're not who I think you are..." he said. She nodded. "Are you? A witch?"
"Yes, Merton. I'm a Wiccan...or a witch like you said."
He was disgusted for a moment, folding his arms, then walked over to grab her hands.
For a moment he was annoyed, but he suddenly realized something.
"As the great witch, Linda, of the North in the 1930s classic production Wizard of Oz once said to Dorothy," he said.
Jaime giggled.
"Are you a good witch or a bad witch?"
Jaime smiled before answering.
"I'm a good witch."
Merton sighed.
"I've always been. And I want to be known as Jaime. Just normal Jaime, " she said, "Not like some stupid misunderstood social outcast."
Merton muttered under his breath, "I resent that."
"Sorry!" she exclaimed and briefly laughed.
"Merton," Jaime said, "I like you...but I don't know why."
Merton blushed.
"You seem sweet, kind, smart, a nice guy," she said.
"Ah...gee, thanks," he smiled like a little boy.
"And so full of energy!" she said.
He made one of his shy quirks.
"And quirky. Ha ha. I like that about you. You make me feel like we could go on an adventure together and find some cool stuff."
"I like you, too, Jaime," he said, "but, please, don't cast a spell on me...unless, it is for the greater good of mankind. I don't want to end up like a frog in my biology class."
Jaime laughed a bit harder. Merton stared into Jaime's eyes, and she couldn't stop laughing.
"I'm sorry, Merton. Can I call you Mert?"
"You can call me whatever you want...just don't call me Dingle."
"Okay," she said, "Ding-a-ling-a-ling!" She laughed, smiled, and bit her lower lip with her teeth.
"It's getting too late and I have to get going," Jaime said.
"Again?" Merton said. Jaime gathered her things and placed them into her bookbag. "Again with the leaving."
"Don't worry. I'll be around all day tomorrow around Thompson Hall..I mean today. It is after midnight, right?"
"Yeah, I guess."
She sheepishly looked back into his eyes again.
"How about I leave you with one thing before I go," she said.
"What's that?"
She grabbed his left hand and right hand, and placed them on her hips. He got weak in his legs.
"Stand up," she said, giggling.
She placed her arms around his neck and began to slow dance.
The stereo mysteriously turned on and began to play soft instrumental jazz music.
"I really didn't have this in mind," he said, "Most girls who are witches I know turn out to be creepy sorority sisters from a strange university."
Jaime laughed.
"And I don't mean that in a positive way."
"I'm not like that at all," she said, "In fact, I think sororities are overrated."
"I wanted to reveal my true identity with you because...I sort of feel like an outcast. And I felt like I could trust you because you said you like that stuff."
"Don't say that...you are.." Merton stumbled.
"And I don't know many cute goth guys around campus," Jaime said.
"Are..." Merton tried to regain his confident stride. "Ah-mazing."
Jaime smiled brightly, from ear to ear, and giggled again.
"I don't care if you do cast a spell on me anyway...You could ahead and do one right now. Are you casting a spell on me right now?"
Jaime shook her head. "Nope. Not at all."
Merton sighed relief.
"Seriously?"
"Seriously."
"I don't understand. Why me?"
"I just told you. I feel like I can trust you."
Jaime leaned back on the biology desk, smiling, as Merton drew closer. Just then, he looked up and saw shadows of people outside in the hallway. The music turned off suddenly.
"Quick! Go duck inside the closet," Merton said,"How are we going to get out?"
"Seriously? You're talking to a witch? I've got a spell for almost everything," Jaime said, "Take my hand." Merton grabbed Jaime's hand and they became invisible. They walked through the biology door and graciously walked outside the building together.
Then, they turned visible again.
"Goodnight," Jaime waved, walking away.
"Goodnight," Merton waved back, sighing again. She is SO fine! Merton thought to himself.
Five minutes later, Jaime left to return back to her dorm. Merton was blown away by Jaime's actions that he decided the next morning that he was going to tell Tommy about her secret.
---
(Merton's kiss)
Merton and Lori attended the homecoming football game, which was against Union College, to watch Tommy play in his debut game. Jaime walked past the section where Merton and Lori were sitting, and Merton said to Lori, "I think I'm going to invite Jaime up here to sit with us."
"In that case, I'm going to find another place to sit," Lori said, "You two can sit together."
"Um, thanks for bailing," Merton said.
He glanced down to make eye contact with Jaime and motioned her to walk up the bleachers to sit beside him. She walked up with a smile and sat down.
"Nachos?" he said.
"No thanks," she said, "So, is this your first college football game?"
"Well, no. I mean, yeah. Tommy is second string quarterback and starts playing tonight."
"Very cool."
He eyed Lori from over in the student section, and gave her the "hey, look who I'm sitting with" facial expression. Lori rolled her eyes back at him.
"Yeah, very cool," he said.
"So, do you like football?"
Merton tried to pull his arm around Jaime, but just then Jaime yelled, "Hey, that's my friend Laura! Hey Laura!" The girl waved at Jaime.
"Yeah, I like it," she said, " I really like it when interceptions are made, ref's keep their senses about calls, and the flippin' team knows how to run their offense." Jaime got off her feet to stand and yell, "What the heck, ref? Make the call already!"
Merton looked embarrassed.
"You really know your football," he said.
"Not really," she said, "I just get annoyed when people stop acting like people during a game."
She turned to look at Merton and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then, she stood up as she watched State U score a touchdown.
The rest of the crowd jumped to their feet with her and cheered loudly. Merton paused for a second, looking dumbfounded, then stood up as well, regaining his strength, and held her hand.
Jaime laced her fingers with his and felt his pale hand's warmth.
"I'm glad I met you," Merton said.
"I'm glad too, Merton" Jaime said, "It was by chance, I think. Wasn't it?"
"No," he said, "I think you've bewitched me."
With that statement, Merton pursed his lips as Jaime smiled, leaning in closer to Merton. Jaime whispered to Merton, "I really like you," and felt her lips pressing against his for a moment. Then, a toy football flew wildly and hit Merton on the side of the head, as he was knocked out on the bleacher.
"Merton! Are you alright? Merton!"
Monday, September 20, 2010
Real Love
I'm sorry...
I've had enough of the dating/engagement/wedding news lately. I can't deal with anymore announcements. I want to figure out my life first. Like I said before, I'm in my second semester of graduate studies. After this semester, there are two more semesters left. In the meantime, I'm wondering if I like coaching...I think I do, once I conquered the hard part of testing out of recruiting by the NCAA. That is where my life is right now. No other person is in the picture. Just me. Jaime.
All the time, I wish that friends of mine would just "shush" and look at the words and images they have about "their marriages," and husbands, etc.
This may sound like a longshot, but just remember Christ's love and remember that we are the body of Christ. If you want to marry, become the Body and join Him. I understand that this may not be the message you wanted to "hear," but, at least to me, it makes a lot of sense.
Exchange lust for a life. Eternal life in Christ. :-) Ladies, your "real man" is Jesus Christ. You don't need eHarmony.com to find him. Pick up a Bible and read about Him and real love...not the crap on Disney or Lifetime flicks.
Alright. Now I feel better. :-D
I've had enough of the dating/engagement/wedding news lately. I can't deal with anymore announcements. I want to figure out my life first. Like I said before, I'm in my second semester of graduate studies. After this semester, there are two more semesters left. In the meantime, I'm wondering if I like coaching...I think I do, once I conquered the hard part of testing out of recruiting by the NCAA. That is where my life is right now. No other person is in the picture. Just me. Jaime.
All the time, I wish that friends of mine would just "shush" and look at the words and images they have about "their marriages," and husbands, etc.
This may sound like a longshot, but just remember Christ's love and remember that we are the body of Christ. If you want to marry, become the Body and join Him. I understand that this may not be the message you wanted to "hear," but, at least to me, it makes a lot of sense.
Exchange lust for a life. Eternal life in Christ. :-) Ladies, your "real man" is Jesus Christ. You don't need eHarmony.com to find him. Pick up a Bible and read about Him and real love...not the crap on Disney or Lifetime flicks.
Alright. Now I feel better. :-D
Sunday, August 8, 2010
SOMML (Stuff on My Mind Lately)
...well, as they always say, "there's a lot."
Second semester of graduate school is starting on August 30, 2010, and I'm excited. As of today (Sunday, Aug. 8), that's three weeks away...and two weeks from tomorrow starts cross country camp at Clarion University. I'm really excited about that. :-D
I have, maybe, one more week at The Clarion News, selling sponsorships for my last page, dedicated to high school football...yay. Ha ha. Will I miss that internship experience at the paper? A little bit 'yes,' and a little bit 'no.' ...but I least I can add it to my pile of related experiences.
What's really on my mind? God. My Saviour.
I was thinking about starting an outreach group this fall, either with Campus Crusade for Christ or with Fellowship of Christian Athletes (FCA). I think it's important to let others know that they are loved, no matter what they say in doubt. And, I feel God tugging at my heart to take action. Since I dedicated my life to Christ through my baptism, it just feels right.
I also feel more open to express my love for Christ. For example, "Revelation" by Third Day...or "One More Round" by BarlowGirl...and ESPECIALLY "Speaking Louder than Before" by Jeremy Camp. :-)
Too many people I know call themselves Christians, yet they don't read their Bibles daily..or pray daily. Why? What's wrong? God loves us and God has NEVER given up on us--we have given up on us! So, "Stand up if you're broken..Stand up if you feel ashamed..You are not alone when you hurt this way...Stand up if you need love..This is My judgement Day..You don't have to hide..There's no need to run..Everything will be okay." --Fireflight's "Stand Up"
I was like that before...and now I know everything is fine. There's no need to worry. If something doesn't happen right away, your expectations, then, it's because God is going to deliver it at some point; and, in the accordance of time, not right now, but later on.
Anybody ready to be turned inside out? Upside down? That's the kind of God I'm talking about! :-D The one who turns the plain into miracles..the 'lost' to 'saved!' Alleuiah!
Until next time...God bless!
Second semester of graduate school is starting on August 30, 2010, and I'm excited. As of today (Sunday, Aug. 8), that's three weeks away...and two weeks from tomorrow starts cross country camp at Clarion University. I'm really excited about that. :-D
I have, maybe, one more week at The Clarion News, selling sponsorships for my last page, dedicated to high school football...yay. Ha ha. Will I miss that internship experience at the paper? A little bit 'yes,' and a little bit 'no.' ...but I least I can add it to my pile of related experiences.
What's really on my mind? God. My Saviour.
I was thinking about starting an outreach group this fall, either with Campus Crusade for Christ or with Fellowship of Christian Athletes (FCA). I think it's important to let others know that they are loved, no matter what they say in doubt. And, I feel God tugging at my heart to take action. Since I dedicated my life to Christ through my baptism, it just feels right.
I also feel more open to express my love for Christ. For example, "Revelation" by Third Day...or "One More Round" by BarlowGirl...and ESPECIALLY "Speaking Louder than Before" by Jeremy Camp. :-)
Too many people I know call themselves Christians, yet they don't read their Bibles daily..or pray daily. Why? What's wrong? God loves us and God has NEVER given up on us--we have given up on us! So, "Stand up if you're broken..Stand up if you feel ashamed..You are not alone when you hurt this way...Stand up if you need love..This is My judgement Day..You don't have to hide..There's no need to run..Everything will be okay." --Fireflight's "Stand Up"
I was like that before...and now I know everything is fine. There's no need to worry. If something doesn't happen right away, your expectations, then, it's because God is going to deliver it at some point; and, in the accordance of time, not right now, but later on.
Anybody ready to be turned inside out? Upside down? That's the kind of God I'm talking about! :-D The one who turns the plain into miracles..the 'lost' to 'saved!' Alleuiah!
Until next time...God bless!
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