tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-282786692009-02-20T19:39:50.368-08:00Want to know EVERYTHING about Metro? Ask me. I`ve spent the last five years of my life on Auraria Campus...Admin: cmnoreply@blogger.comBlogger48125What's it like to be a college student these days? How does life as a Metro State student compare to your life now? The Metro Blogs project will answer these questions and more. Real students blogging about real life.tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28278669.post-1170970383431045382007-02-08T13:00:00.000-08:002007-02-08T17:17:45.676-08:00

I've got school spirit, yes I do. I've got school spirit, how 'bout you?!?!Ha ha ha. I'm regressing back to my cheerleader days. Ahhh.... those were the days. Watching games, performing, getting the crowd involved, being a school ambassador- so much fun. Gosh, seems just like yesterday I was headed to Dallas for Cheerleading/Mascot camp with my old team, my old coach Bri and in the old vans we

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Just in case you didn't get enough of the 'old man pants' last week, here is another picture and yes, another pair.

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I really dislike the snow. I usually don't whine about the weather (or anything, for that matter) but this continuous downfall of white powder is not making me happy.Why?Having recently graduated from this beautiful College, my entire family thought that they should make sure I was properly clothed for the "real world". So, they purchased dress pants, sweaters, button-down shirts, argyle

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Ahhh.. I can breathe now. No more books, no more finals, kein mehr Vorlesung, usw.Danke, danke, danke. Ich kann weiter leben.So, what happens now? I am still working at the College, waiting for my contract to come back from the State. Let me tell you how much fun that was- employment paperwork that the State would agree to; making sure all of my duties were present and accounted for on my

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This was taken right after the end of graduation. This is my sister Holly (who is a current Metro student), me, my dad Larry, my stepmom Teresa and my baby sister Elizabeth (who slept through the entire program BUT told me it was great).

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This is me giving Dr. Stephen M. Jordan, the College President, a hug. When you graduate, you are given your diploma cover by a chair or representative from your major's department. Then you shake hands with the Dean of your school (Business, Professional Studies, or Letters, Arts, and Sciences). After the Dean, you shake hands with the President. Or in my case, you get a hug from the

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This was the top of my graduation cap. Future graduates, you are able to keep your cap after the ceremony, which means feel free to decorate it any way you would like.

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This is me receiving my diploma from Dr. Mary Ann Watson, a psychology professor.

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So, I've finally graduated. Thank you Lord. Or whoever is watching out for me. Whew..... that is a huge relief off of my chest. Why am I so worried? Why was I so worried? Working in my office, it was an occupational hazard to meet fellow Metro students that thought they were graduating, only to realize too late that they weren't graduating.Obviously, I didn't want this to happen to me.So I

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So, we've finally reached the end of the semester. Congratulations everyone!!!For me, getting to this point is nice but also it is very scary. "What are you going to do now?" is what I hear from everyone I talk to. And I always give the same answer: I have no clue. I've been telling people that I'm going to continue working in my office and keep learning about myself, so I can (hopefully)

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I'm thankful that I survived another year.I'm thankful for my family, friends and co-workers.I'm thankful for the Women's Soccer team, bringing Metro State another National Title.I'm thankful that I get to brag about our National Title to my friends who attend other colleges.I'm thankful for the opportunities I have received here at Metro.I'm thankful for my experiences here at Metro- except for

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A cheer to the players on the Women's Soccer team that just won the NCAA Division II National Championship title (again). I'm so happy to be a Roadrunner today. This is fantastic for our ladies, who have worked their tails off trying to get back to that stage.Not that I have any experience on the national stage (besides mascot-ing for the athletes on the floor) but I bet it is like winning the

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Even though I spend a lot of time on campus, I seem to find myself coming back for more. For example, this past Friday after I left work and after my weekend had begun, I came back.Yeah. I did.I came back to attend a function put on by some Music students. See, Hannah (one of my best friends) had bought tickets to this dance/get-to-know-you from her brother Victor. Vic is a MSCD student

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I have been asked to write in German for a post, so I am using my referate (report) about Holidays in Germany. Hopefully, it is grammitically correct; otherwise, I apologize to any Germans reading this. Don't hate me, I'm learning.EDIT: I added some information about the Hauptschule. I hope you enjoy!Fest im JahreslaufFuer die Deutschen feiern sind wichtig. Die Deutschen haben vielen

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So today is Halloween. What did I learn this year? 1) Eating candy on an empty stomach is not a good idea, even though I was doing my little sister a favor (she doesn't like chocolate, so I eat it for her- such a sacrifice!)2) Traffic is crazy-horrible in Parker at 5pm when everyone is trying to race home, to take their own children home before the cold really sets in3) Scary houses are great

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People think I'm lying. I don't lie. Well, sometimes I lie to my little sister: "Hey Amber, do you want to play with me?" she will ask. "Yes, E let's play CandyLand" (for the 1000th time), I will say.Mainly people think I'm lying when I tell them everything I do here at Metro. But I'm not. I really was Club President of the Cheerleading Squad for two years. I really was the Mascot for four

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You know, I've done many things here at Metro. I've talked about my activities in previous postings and everyone I run into on campus knows I'm usually on my way to an event or planning a future one. What irritates me is when I see people around campus and they ask me the same question every time: "Why aren't you at any of the games?"I understand the question. I wish I could be at the games.

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For awhile, I have been thinking about what makes me.... well, me. I'm not sure that I am any closer to answering this question, even though it has been at the forefront of my thoughts for some time now. Is there something that just screams "Amber"? What is it- clothing, Metro logo, German flag, Starbucks, pizza, Taco Bell hot sauce wrapper, usw. Let's begin with clothing: People say that

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This past Sunday October 8th, I experienced a first here at Metro: my first symphony orchestra concert. No, I wasn't playing in the concert (I can't read music to save my life). As much talk as I do about Metro students needing to have a complete college experience, full of new discoveries and adventures, I myself had never attended a concert. My experience on Sunday was phenomenal. The new

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I was just having a lovely discussion with my even lovelier co-workers, Brandi and Laura and our friend Jean. Jean was telling us about her daughter Charla, who has been taking a GRE practice class for the last couple of weeks. I've met Charla, who is a bright and beautiful woman. My slight dilemma (and the cause of Laura's increased blood pressure for a few minutes) was this simple question:

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This weekend, among other things, I was out in my neighborhood jogging. I find it fascinating the various ideas that run through my head when I am running. Got to love that oxygen-rich blood pumping into my head. Here are just few things that I thought of:Being Alone:I spend a lot of time alone: driving in my car, at my house, evenings, weekends, usw. It isn't that I am a dork (well, who

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Isn't this weather a nice change from the heat? I am so excited to be pulling out sweaters and coats in preparation of the upcoming fall/winter season. I think I might try to get up to the slopes, try my hand at snowboarding.This afternoon I was enjoying the change of weather at the soccer fields. Metro's Women's team played at 1:30 and the Men played after, at 4PM. I took a quick afternoon

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Last night in my 3rd Year Conversation class, we were speaking about pet peeves. Pet peeves can be many different things; for example, certain people, slow drivers in the fast lane, blizzards- these are just a few examples. I have two big pet peeves: 1) When people push the handicapped button to open a door when they can open the door just as easily; and 2) When people I know walk by me without

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I'm crying. It isn't my fault- it is the fault of a wonderful man. I and the Metro State community have lost an integral piece to this beautiful college: you know him as Coach Mike Dunlap.Yes, this is the one and only Coach Dunlap that just signed a 5-year contract with MSCD just a few weeks ago. But then Coach got a phone call from George Karl, Denver Nuggets Head Coach, who asked him to join

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Way back in June, I wrote about attending the Strawberry Daze parade in Glenwood Springs. As my alter-ego, Rowdy the Roadrunner. In that same post, I wrote about being grateful to have a place to talk about my mascot stories. Well, here I am again. So pull up a chair, get a beverage and read on while I entertain you with a couple of my favorite mascot tidbits.1) I can remember my first mascot

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