I’m sitting on a lab computer, since I need their software, and I’m thinking of writing instead of analyzing this BME stuff. It’s really clever how we all just take pictures of documents now instead of copying them by hand. Saves so much time. But anyways, I was thinking of people who’ve inspired me. My favorite commencement addresses have completely changed my course, and opened my mind. I can’t tell you how inspirational their speeches are. You’ll have to watch them yourselves.
Marrisa Mayer of Google:
And until I figure out how to make a contact page, reach me at:
jennybeverage at gmail dot com
I found my old high school resume while searching for a story I once wrote, and I was dazzled. I forgot I had done so much despite what I was going through. I forgot. So I looked thru it, and found more emails. I’m going to copy-n-paste some so that it’s preserved forever. I’m so proud of myself, and this awakened things I thought weren’t true about me.
I have severe math anxiety now (in addition to separation anxiety, haha),then I find this:
“EOI Algebra 1- Advanced Score (only one question was answered incorrectly).”\
Ha! I AM good at math and DO understand it when I don’t psyc. myself out =D
I found several, but I’ll post one that came from Mrs. Coplin, my psychology teacher in high school that everyone admired. “
Jenny has established an excellent academic record at Claremore High School. She can express her ideas effectively, both in writing and speaking. Jenny has unusually mature and open mind; she is tolerant, self-aware and ready to help others. A dedicated scholar, Jenny has consistently maintained a high level of achievement as evidenced by her 3.60 grade point average and her 31 composite score on the ACT. She chooses high-level, challenging courses, including Advanced Placement and honors programs. and she is a member of National Honor Society.
Seldom have I had the pleasure to teach students as diligent, hard-working and self-motivated as Jenny Beverage. She is a leader in the classroom, interacting well with other students and making insightful contributions to discussion.”
It means a lot to me to read that, especially now.
I discounted these awards at the time, but they truly do mean that I am gifted in journalism:
Excellence Journalism Award, Opinion Column. Awarded by: OIPA (Oklahoma Scholastic Media)
Distinguished Merit Journalism Award (OIPA)
1st Place Newspaper Editorial (NEO Media Day)
1st Place News Writing (NEO Media Day)
I wrote this as a requirement for my English class.
I am no longer with you, which is why we are joined together in this graveyard on this otherwise sunny evening. The fact that I am in the grave instead of running in the great outdoors saddens me. I always planned on being 130 when I died, but of course the best-laid plans often run awry, as it is only 2030. The explosion in the scientific research facility was not my fault, but such is the price of knowledge.
I am sorry, my dear family and friends, for leaving you behind. I hope that during your lifetime you will succeed as wonderfully as I did, finding peace within yourselves for all the faults on earth. I want my husband to fulfill the grieving process and then gently choose another to spend the rest of his life with. I want my children to be okay without their mommy. I wish for my entire family to continue to be sweet and caring for each other. I will miss you all. Please visit my grave on holidays and birthdays. Bye! *waves*
This is rather long, but these are two journal entries I wrote about nature and China. I really like them:
Lesson Two: Response Journal Entry
In all honesty, I have always respected nature. I knew at a young age that recycling was important in preserving the natural resources of the earth. Humans must not be wasteful. I can remember the exact children’s book that shaped me into the environmentalist I am today. It taught me that certain rules must be followed- reduce, reuse, and recycle. I am not perfect, but I do try, and “every little bit helps.” I have always respected nature, but I never appreciated it as much as I do now until I saw its polar opposite – the streets of Shanghai, China.
I arrived in China during June 2007. My best friend and I were traveling there for a month to meet his family. I also planned on having a relaxing vacation. As I arrived in crowded China, however, I decided it would be more of a learning experience than a relaxing time. The hustle and bustle of a city in China is not the place to let down one’s guards and enjoy the scenery. Dangerous people must be kept on the look for. I realized that the crowded city made me crave nature.
The streets were dirty. There were cars whizzing past us everywhere. Many people did still walk everywhere, as the traffic was tremendous. Noodle stands sat haphazardly throughout the streets. The people pushed dirty carts of fruit and sat them up in congregated areas. Every store had a line and every restaurant was crowded. In the cities there were trees, but the smog added a sense of dissatisfaction to them. I never even once glanced up at the sky- for it was yellow.
I did see the beauty of nature as well in China. I managed to escape city life several times, purposefully after the disgusting conditions I had encountered (disgusting in comparison the beauty of nature). I remember the coastal city of Dalian. It was the most gorgeous place I found in China. I went on a nature walk from the Oceanside boardwalk to an area that held the most beautiful cliff. The trees and grass were a luscious green color. We walked down the hidden stairs to the ocean, where we waded in the blue water while staring up at the mountains before us.
Lesson Three: Response Journal Entry
A turning point in my life would definitely have been the trip I took to China the summer of 2007. My best friend and I spent a month traveling to various parts of China. We saw the Oriental Pearl, walked along the Great Wall, and took the most crowded subways underneath Shanghai. I went to China rather clueless. I did not know anything about the world or common sense. The only area in which I was smart was from books (and common sense that resulted from those). I quickly discovered many things, however, such as that I love international relations and how easily I could adapt to new situations.
Before I ventured into China, I had not given much thought to the affairs of the world. Honestly, I barely thought of even the United States. I was young and did not care much about the world. In China, living the life of another culture, I began to realize there was so much more to the world than I had previously known. I saw the large cities in China, went boating on the Yellow River, and bought from sellers on the Great Wall. I spoke with so many eager students who were interested in learning English. I began to wish that I put so much dedication into my studies. I began to know an entirely new culture and it sparked an interest that I will have for the rest of my life. I plan on majoring in international relations.
The merging into another culture also helped me to realize how easily I could adapt to another culture after I accepted it. Before that point in my life, I had scarcely experienced another culture, and it was always in small pieces. In China I was forced to accept the culture, and I ended the month there with a deep appreciation for it. I learned to eat new foods daily, drink warm water, and sleep on the hard beds. I also took showers that consisted of a drain in the floor and a showerhead. I even had to use the Chinese form of a toilet several times. It all strengthened me.”
And another entry:
“While I was in the relationship, I realized that I did not want to leave to another state were I to be accepted into an out-of-state college. I would want to stay with whomever I felt safe with instead. I did not think much on this because I wanted to be safe and secure. Six months after the breakup, I was accepted into a college in Chicago. Although I had not given it much thought before, I became very excited when I knew I could go to college out-of-state! Without anyone to keep me in-state, I could leave. I can reach my fullest potential it is more in Chicago than in the small town I am in now.”
Thank God we broke up. Stronger now!
I found scholarship entries. My writing skills are so much strong now, so I can win a scholarship. And I will. This summer.
I think I’ll join the general senate last year. I like what Linda Goldstein updates, so I’ll get involved with that. It seems the most closesly-linked to the university.
I had come out of a really hard breakup, hard family issues, moved to a new city, and the result was me feeling more alone by the day. I was in a dark field, the lights sparkling like stars in the sky. It was October 12, 2008, and I was at Soldier Field in Chicago, awaiting Taylor Swift to sing her heart out on the stage. I loved her music, but like I say now, I really began to love it after I left there. I was wishing I could love and trust again, while listening to her songs. Yet I was standing there feeling small and weak, when she came up on the stage. She did a cover of Rihanna’s song, and then said words I will never forget.
“You must believe that someday you will find a love out there that will last a lifetime,” Swift said before strumming on her guitar. Those words completely let up inside me. I can’t explain why. I just realized that she was right. Not everything will end in heartbreak. She pulled me up a bit, just enough so that I was able to believe in love again. It really made a difference in my life, which amuses me, because she’s only a few months older than I am. But these little words completely changed me and reminded me that I could not let myself be in the past and jaded forever.
I took video of that night (not her words, that I know, but of her later songs), but it’s somewhere way buried in my computer (I downloaded the new Windows 7, yay, cause my old one was a trial and expired tonight >.<), so here’s a youtube link:
This is the first time I feel like I failed at something I really love. Genetics is like, so amazing, and so complex that I love it even more than I love most biology. I love complex things, especially when these new things are barely understood. Oh yes, there’s a lot of info, but there are so many more questions and much more possibilities.
But this semester, I started it off after Christmas Break as rather depressed and disjuncted, and this means low motivation and poor focus biologically when I finally did get around to reading the chapters. I know it’s because of the depressed states because I have been feeling better and subsequently, I completely understand the chapters upon first read-through. But for the past 6 weeks, I didn’t understand it and therefore did only average on most things, and poor on the first exam (also the average in the class). But I was struggling today on back issues that we were covering, and as I ran up 3 flights to give the teacher the homework I forgot on my desk, he looked at me and said, “You seem to be struggling with this.” Everyone was, just me a slight bit longer because I hadn’t read/focused on the key concepts in the book. In Genetics, there are tons of little keys that you need to know to do any given problem. I looked at the problems and saw so many possibilities to each one that I was naturally confused, because I didn’t know the keys that I needed to limit some of them out.
I can catch up- but I feel like a failure. Genetics is something I love, and the fact that I can ever, even while pretty depressed, do poorly at it is rather demotivating. Not to mention Something I’ve come to realize lately. I never knew just how smart I am. I do now. I realize it. The things standing in my way? Being depressed. I’m still generally friendly, and a pretty normal teenager, but I’m often sad, with long periods where I’m too unfocused and unmotivated to begin my work. All this on top of anxiety. But even with this long history, I’m average to above where most people are. My grades suffered a bit, but because of being depressed, I’ve been forced to improve my work ethic, which is how I can be average to others even with this major disability. On a scale of 1-10, depression affects my life at an 7.5. But the fact that I’m up to others, even while working on school only part-time compared to others, shows that I am way smarter than I’ve ever known. I knew I was really sharp and bright, but it’s been so long since I’ve seen it. I’m proud that I’ve accomplished so much under being depressed, with impaired focusing and cognitive abilities. I’m damn proud. Go improved work ethic and renowed determination. Of course, I never give up. I’ll never resign to being depressed.
However, it is the only thing keeping me from truly excelling.
Here’s my introductory post:
After much deliberation of choosing a pen name, I’ve decided to use my original name, haha, with just a few tweaks. I am on here to write about whatever the hell I want, as the school newspaper may not see the relevance in the large amount of articles I think of every week. And since I don’t know what genre I want to write in, I’ll keep my female name going. I love my name, anyways. And I love writing. I think I was born with a book in my hand that I didn’t set down until I left for college. I hail from Oklahoma originally, but I don’t have an accent nor am I inbred from a pair of cousins. I should vanish off now to do some homework or begin a blog post (the latter), so enjoy!