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Why am I here?

Hello fellow Homosapien, you have found yourself reading my autobiography. Why are you here? Well, most likely, you are in Joe’s class, but if you are not CONGRATULATIONS! You have achieved a state of being able to do absolutely nothing with your life. Well, now that you have been humbled, I can now dive into the dark secrets of my life. Just kidding, we don’t have time for that, but let us begin.
Once upon a time in the realm of Libertyville, Illinois, a woman was giving birth. On December 16, 2001, Julian Hazen was born. That is the start of my life as you can tell there was nothing stated about a father in this story, and just like him, the explanation will be unfound. I was a fun, energetic child, yet I had some trouble paying attention in school. Which my mom, the former marine for 11 years, sorted out reasonably quickly. Growing up, the son of a nutritionist was not a sad life as I would say it was more of a green life were most kids had cool name-brand cereal I was eating raisin brand like I was 80 years old.
The middle of my life was a lot, and I mean a lot of me figuring out who I was. The kids at my school told me who I was, and I wanted to find out what was the more profound meaning of “You’re annoying.” So I did; basically, I found out I talked too much, which growing up, a lot of people use to say it was a disadvantage, which my mom then told me she was the same way. Of course, since she was explaining that we both talk too much, she was going on and on, but she did encourage me to use it to my strength.
Now that takes us here; I am a Mass Communications major and collegiate track star writing an autobiography about my life. Throughout life, there will be times where you ask your self, “Why am I here?” and “How did I get here? “. And in college, this is the perfect time to find that out. I am here cause I want to change the world. So now I ask you, why are you here?

Another year has been added on to my life, and I am here to continue my adventure of finding out “Why am I here?”. This summer was extremely different between Covid-19 and Black Lives Matters, and for me personally living in my own space for the first time. Currently, there is no solution to any of these dilemmas even though it is no longer summer. As of now I am an RA in my college dorm, which basically means I am a big brother to all my fellow peers. It is a fun yet labor intensive job. I love it, but enough of that, now to the reason why I wrote this passage “Why am I here?”. The answer is… nobody knows. I am here to enlighten my self in the ways to best communicate with the masses, but “what masses? Who will be in the audience when I am speaking? Will I be successful?” These are questions that no one but God can answer. What I can tell you that I learned is the fact that one has to stop worrying the small details. Life is short and can be taken at any time. Unfortunately, that is the truth and when seeing a worldwide pandemic ensue and you have no idea whether or not you are the next one to die you begin to question whether or not anyone will remember you if you were to die. “Did you impact anyones life?” “Were you significant in anyway?” If you answered no to both of these questions, this is your sign. Put the screen down and change lives. Cause I can say with all my heart that is why I am here.

Kendarian Lane: The Comeback Kid

My life has consisted of triumph and tragedy surrounded by the aspect of being a student-athlete for as long as I could remember. I was born on February 7, 2001 I grew up in a significantly small town called Dearing in Georgia, which is 10 minutes away from my hometown Thomson, Georgia. I call Thomson my hometown because people never know where Dearing is, but then again nobody knows Thomson so I just say near Augusta.

My parents have been together for the majority of my 18 years of living which is such a blessing because lots of don’t get the experience of having both parents in their lives, let alone together. I grew up in Church thanks to my mom, and had learned for myself that Jesus truly is Lord. Without him there is no me. My dad is basically my twin because we look and think alike, but he taught me how to be a man. I am the youngest of 6 with four brothers and one sister. When you’re the last child it’s kind of boring, but you learn to love your own space.

I believe I came out the womb with a love and passion for sports that cannot be broken by any means. Playing sports is in my DNA and started with flag football in 2nd Grade at Dearing Elementary. I played for my local YMCA travel league for 2 years and was the league MVP for both years. I played youth basketball for about 3 years and became an all-star once learning the fundamentals. I then played a year of AAU (travel basketball). Then in middle school I was forced to take a 2 year hiatus from all sports because of my grades and behavior. This was a big step for me transitioning from the country to the city because a different school brought new teachers and kids. I became wild from being overwhelmed and didn’t get my act fully together until my 8th grade year.

This is when my track career started and kept me out of a lot of trouble. From then on I knew this is wanted to do for years to come. In the later spring I trained to try out for the 9th grade football team. I had previously been scared of playing football because of watching my older brothers, but I knew it was my time. Right before the season opener I got hurt and had to have surgery and was out for half the season. Basically, 9th grade season was trash; we went 1-7 but the varsity won the region and went deep in the playoffs. In Track my high school coach saw a world of potential through my work ethic but I hardly ran at meets because I was a freshman.

Sophomore year was much better as I started on JV football and played some varsity as a corner. This was a dream year for football as we were having a miracle undefeated season and made it to the state championship, but got manhandled by Cartersville. In track I became a great asset to the team as a sprinter and made it to the sectional.

Junior year I was anxious of being recruited and offers began to roll in. I decided to play another season of JV football and heavily played on varsity. We lost the region to our rivals Burke and fell to Blessed Trinity in the playoffs. In Track this would be the peak of my high school career as I broke personal records and my 4×1 relay team broke the school record which would have won us the region but we were ultimately screwed by our rival coaches cheating. As an individual I managed to make it to the state qualifiers in the 100m.

Senior year was to say the least a heartbreaker. Besides having some of the hardest classes, my senior season was screwed in football as I was battling injuries, we had a brand new coaching staff that didn’t care about us seniors, these injuries transferred to track which led to a torn hamstring. I thought my career was over, this was one of the most difficult moments of my life. God made a way and opened doors I had never seen before bringing more and more offers from smaller schools and here I am today competing at the collegiate level in track at Piedmont College. I plan to continue my college career and get my bachelors degree in sports communication. Never lose faith.

Alyssa Hall: About Myself (obviously)

Hi, my name is Alyssa Hall. My life started out when I born on December 20, 2000 to my parents in Tampa, Florida. On that day I became their second child, joining my older brother and we have been best friends ever since. Today my brother, Trey, is 21 years old and everything I possibly could have hoped for in a sibling, even though sometimes we want to kill each other.

My parents have always made sure we lived an active lifestyle and participate in all things outdoors. Living on the West coast of Florida my whole life I had no choice but to love anything involving the ocean. As a family we spend most weekends on the boat fishing, spearfishing, and anything else you possibly name. From age 2 to 12 I played soccer, but quit because I finally wanted to play a different sport than my brother. This is when I was introduced to volleyball, due to myself being vertically inclined.

My volleyball career really took off in high school at Nature Coast Technical where I played for 4 years. In addition to high school volleyball, I also played club ball at one of the largest clubs, OTVA. There I had many coaches who shaped me into the player I am today and led my decision to continue playing at Piedmont College. I visited and later committed to play here in the last semester of my senior year. Fast forward to now, I have met some of my best friends and could not imagine them not being in my life.

As for my future, I plan to transfer most likely after 2 years at Piedmont and continue getting a degree in Mass Communications at the University of Florida or University of South Florida. I am very excited to see where my life leads me and what I end up doing with my degree.

I am Noah.

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I am Noah Aaron and I am a sophomore here at Piedmont College. I just recently declared as a Mass Communications major. I am also a writing tutor in the student success center on campus, and I play baseball.

I attended Northgate High School where I was successful both in the classroom and on the field. I have a mom, a dad, and two sisters. I have lived a very normal life up to this point with not much to complain about.

I enjoy finding the value in everything around me. I believe that many people limit themselves when it comes to enjoying life. People choose to only watch one genre of movie or only enjoy a few different styles of music, without ever branching out and seeing what else the world has to offer. I like to venture outside of what most people would consider normal tastes for a person like me. I can sit down and watch a Falcons game just as easily as I can sit down and watch Les Miserables. I can appreciate the talent and hard work it takes to orchestrate both a touchdown and a musical number.

I took this class because I enjoy writing and expressing my ideas and opinions. I enjoy reporting and giving my point of view of certain event, and I also enjoy hearing what others have to say. I am very excited to learn as much as I can.

Kaylie Barrett

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I am Kaylie Barrett, a freshman here at Piedmont. I am a Nursing major and plan to work as an OR Nurse once I graduate. I am also a student athlete and compete on the track team here. 

My family is my greatest possession. I am the oldest of only two kids. My brother, Cooper, is 15 and a sophomore in high school. My parents re my biggest supporters in everything that I do. Whether it’s competing in sports or even doing good on a test, they are always encouraging and fill me with positivity.

I attended Chestatee High School where I found my best friends. In the duration of the four years, I spent every summer, Thanksgiving, and Christmas break out on the basketball court. After my second year, I had finally realized that it wasn’t the sport that I loved, it was the people I shared it with. I hated practice. But boy did I love dancing and singing at the top of my lungs in the locker room before and after practice. The girls had become my family, literally. I was spending more time with them on the court than I was spending with my parents and brother. When I played my last game, I was overwhelmed with gratefulness that I had the opportunity to meet my life long best friends.

Growing up, I always had the most wild occupation aspirations. I wanted to be a fashion designer, and plastic surgeon, a movie star assistant. Every eight year old girls dream. Once I got to high school everything changed a bit and I knew that I needed to legitimately focus on my future plans. I took a series of Healthcare classes before deciding this was truly what I was interested in. My senior year I was involved in a program called Work Based Learning that provided me with an internship at a local clinic.While working, I was able to do nursing tasks daily. By the end of the year, I was able to sit in on surgeries and that was when I fully decided that OR Nursing is where I wanted to be. 

Me, Myself, and I

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Today, you are about to embark on a wild journey; the life of Rowan Edmonds.

I was born in Atlanta, Ga, where I lived for two years before moving to Athens. I was a pretty horrible infant, already causing trouble before I could even walk. I was always injuring myself and getting into trouble with the daycare center for biting other children. The terrible behavior finally stopped when we moved to Athens, and something crazy happened; my sister was born. Brayden and I are the two most different people on this planet; however, she and I are incredibly close and are together always when I’m home. We share the same love for practical jokes, rock music from the 70s, and horses.

The first time I ever rode a horse was when I was 4. My aunt took me to the fair where they had pony rides. After a lot of begging, she helped me convince the man behind the counter that I was six years old, and I finally rode my first horse. After that, I was hooked. I started riding in a program about two weeks after that, but only seriously got into it when I was 8. In the 18 years that I have been riding, I had completed over 100 times, had countless 4 am wakeup calls for before school lessons, had some pretty bad falls that resulted in some significant injuries, and won 3 national championships. Back in high school, my sister and I would both take lessons together before and after school, which only added to our closeness. We wanted the best for each other when competing, but if we were in the same division, there was always a little bit of healthy competition. To this day, horses have been a massive part of my life, but it was never the only thing that I did.

I ran cross country throughout middle school and high school and was planning on running in college until my leg injuries. During a race, I tore my Achilles, and instead of stopping, I finished the race with a mile and a half left. After that, my team gave me the nickname “Viking Girl” because I refused to give up. I was taking the proper time and care to nurse my leg back to health and was finally starting to run again when I tore my meniscus in my other leg. Skiing has always been one of my favorite activities, and I was a natural at it. That was until one fateful day when I slightly slipped getting off the ski lift and boom – running career over. Thankfully I was able to continue riding horses, and I would have gone crazy without that in my life.

When I was younger, my dad would always tell me that the best years of his life were during college, and even though I’ve only been at Piedmont for one semester, I can wholeheartedly agree with him. I’m excited about where my journey at Piedmont will take me.

Michael Thomason: Overcoming Adversity

Hello, my name is Michael Thomason. I am 18 years old and I was born in Atlanta, GA on April 14th, 2001. I am an only child, which is extremely rare in today’s world and my parents were divorced when I was four years old. My eighteen years of life have experienced many ups and downs and because of these obstacles I am the person and athlete I am today.

I grew up in McDonough, Georgia. The city is not small, but not big either. My family had to work twice as hard to provide for me and make ends meet. This hard-working attitude my parents possessed rubbed off on me and for that I am extremely grateful. My work ethic has always been something I pride myself on in athletics and academics. I have not always been the most talented player on every team I have played on, but my work ethic and determination has given me an advantage. As a four-year letterman at Ola High School, I helped the baseball team reach the state championship for the first time in the school’s fifteen year history. While I have experienced high levels of success in my life, I have also had more than my share of setbacks and bumps in the road along my journey to college baseball.

It all started in my eighth grade year when I was a multi-sport athlete at Ola Middle School, playing Baseball and Basketball for the mustangs. Being that my mom worked for the school system as a psychologist, I could attend school anywhere I wanted. I had a really good eighth grade season in baseball playing select travel baseball for the Foundation Athletics out of Fayetteville, Georgia. When it was time to choose my high school, I ultimately chose to stay at the high school that would create less of a burden on my parents: Ola High School. It was here where my obstacles would begin and mold me into the person I am today mentally and physically.

As a freshman, I would play on the varsity team. While playing on varsity for Ola, I split time on the junior varsity team whenever we would play our region rivals and needed to win. This would hold to form as our JV team was playing Union Grove High School, our top rival. The coach wanted me to pitch against Union Grove. However, in the second inning, I took a line drive off of my left ankle, breaking my ankle and ending my season. As a fourteen year-old, this was the first injury I ever had in baseball. I spent lots of time on my rehab to get back to one-hundred percent. I eventually did, but this would be the first of a long lists of setbacks I would experience.

My sophomore year I separated my shoulder blade and was out for the year once again. After this happened, I was crushed mentally, two of my four years of high school down the drain. Coming off the shoulder blade injury, I was ready for a big junior season and looking forward to the recruiting process. I was in great physical and mental shape but unfortunately lightning would strike a third time. Just two days before the season opener, I contract both strands of the flu and I am out for half of the season. After recovering, my body weight dropped from a healthy one-hundred and ninety-five pounds, to a weak one-hundred and sixty pounds, a shell of what I once was. This was again crushing for me mentally, again discrediting all of the hard work I put in to get to this point. After getting my weight back up and getting my arm back, half the season was gone and I found myself at the bottom of the barrel in terms of playing time.

Because of my lack of playing time in my first three years, I was very underrecruited with most division one schools already finished recruiting my graduating class. Due to this lack of interest, my high school coaches wrote me off and concentrated their energy on younger and higher recruited players in my school. This was tough for me mentally because I felt as if my coaches and teammates did not have my back in a time of need. I felt like my coaches and teammates did not believe I could cut it. I began to develop trust issues and opened my eyes to who I kept in my circle socially. I began to question my own abilities and it impacted my play on the field, always worried if I made a mistake, I would not see the field for another month. This took its toll on my mental health.

Due to my lack of interest from college coaches and my high school coaches doing little to help, I was forced to do what high school athletes should never do: get myself recruited. I committed myself to getting recruited. I emailed every school at every division along multiple states all over the United States with a copy of my video highlights. A vast majority of the schools did not respond, but I did get emails back from several high level schools. I went on visits, acquired interest, and received scholarship offers. Out of all the interest I received, I ultimately chose Piedmont for two reasons: I wanted to go to a place where I felt wanted, and I wanted to win. With Piedmont being one of the best division III schools in the entire nation, it was an easy decision.

This is how I have arrived to where I am today. Through hard work and determination, I never let the injuries or setbacks define me. I continued to use them as a tool to motivate me even more towards my ultimate goal of reaching the Major Leagues. This roller-coaster ride has taught me to be mentally tough keep a tight circle. As Gucci Mane would say, ” You’re either with me or against me or you’re in my way.”.

Hi, My Names John and My Life is Kinda Crazy.

Yes, I really did reference a TikTok in my title, and yes as the title says, my name is John. I’m 20 years old, I’m a junior in college, and I’m a Mass Communications major. Let’s start at the beginning, but I don’t remember the very beginning so this is what my mom tells me.

I was born on September 17th in Habersham Medical Center, so just right down the road from my college. Who knew that I would be born in the town that I would later move to? Not me. I have 3 siblings; two sisters and a brother. Growing up I was the youngest… by 10 years. Yes, before you ask, I was an accident. My mom was a nurse, and my dad owns his own company. I know that it sounds like I would be rich, but since my dads company isn’t doing too hot, I’m broke.

My freshman year of high school I thought for sure that I would go to college to study music. That’s what everyone in my family thought too. My parents had raised me around music, and had put in me into piano lessons from a young age. I never did quite pick up piano, and although I love the way it sounds, playing it just didn’t really work for me. Late in elementary school and early in middle school I joined the school band and played saxophone. I practiced almost daily, spent most of my free time learning scales, I practiced harder pieces of music, and eventually practiced to the point where I started to hate the instrument. My junior year of high school I went through the most life altering experience I had ever had. I dropped all of my previous friends, quit the band, and started being who I wanted to be instead of this person that I had assumed my family wanted me to be. When I realized that no one was holding me to such a standard except myself, I found my biggest passion to this day and that’s journalism. While I was a kid I had asked my parents for a small camcorder for Christmas one year. When I got it, I started filming everything. I would film anything from walking around my room at home, to me acting out skits that I wrote, to me playing with my dog. This is where my love of journalism really grabbed its roots.

Let’s get back to high school. I had been in a video class my first two years of high school in order to complete what my school called a pathway. I hosted the schools’ news show for the first two years and to me it wasn’t something I put any effort into, it all just came naturally at that point. My junior year after quitting band I was beginning to wonder what I would really want to do with my life. I started focusing so hard on my scripts for the news show at my school. I would spend hours a night just trying to edit the script to make it into my idea of what I thought was something to be proud of. Looking back at those videos now– they’re terrible. Looking back at my passion during that time– unmatched. I grew to love everything from making our news show to creating commercials as well as short films. Towards the end of the year my friend Haley and I decided we wanted to compete in Broadcast Video Production through SkillsUSA. We made our feature story, edited it with our team, and sent it in. A few months later we found out that we had won 2nd in our region. Fast forward to the end of the semester we went to compete for the title of state champions. We competed, and sadly we lost to North Cobb High School. I found out my senior year of high school that the only reason we lost to North Cobb was because our bus was late picking us up the day before competition and they had deducted us the exact amount of points needed to win first place.

I say all of that because all of that emotional rollercoaster you just experienced has led me to here. I didn’t know where I wanted to go to college, I thought I wanted to go to Georgia College & State University in Milledgeville, GA, or maybe the University of Georgia. I couldn’t decided where to go. One day I went to my friend Autumn’s house. We had been planning to hangout and it was early fall so we went hiking and then back to her house so that she could change into warmer clothes before we went to eat because the temperature had dropped drastically. She invited her mom to come eat with us, and I didn’t know it at the time but her inviting her mom would change the next few years of my life. We ate dinner, and her mom, a Piedmont College alumni, asked me where I was wanting to go to school and I talked about how I was deciding between UGA and GCSU. She didn’t hesitate in asking and said “Have you considered Piedmont?” and instantly I said no. I did not want to go to college where I would still be so close to home, or go to school with a lot of the same people I had went to high school with. She convinced me to take a tour of Piedmont with her. She took me to meet the President of Piedmont College, he played the organ for us, and he told us about how the Mass Communications Department was growing and about different types of scholarships offered. I didn’t decide on a college for sure until January 1st of 2019. I moved into my dorm at Piedmont College on January 7th that same week.

My life so far has been something completely decided by making up my mind the last second like quitting the school band my junior year, and deciding on a school right before I had to move in. If this story shows anything, it shows to not let anyone tell you what will make you happy, you decide for yourself what will make you happy, and you roll with it. Don’t join band because you think your family will be upset if you don’t. Don’t go to any college until you know for sure where you want to be. Don’t waste your money, and don’t waste your efforts on something you don’t care about. That’s my life until now, and I hope you enjoyed reading about how I constantly change my mind.

One Foot Out the Door

I’ve got one foot out the door and I’m not looking back. I’m one hundred and twenty days out from graduation, and one hundred and twenty days out from the beginning of my next chapter. Most stories run beginning to end, but mine is going to run the opposite way.

I am a Forensic Science major with an aspiring, and almost within my reach, dream of a career as a Crime Scene Investigator. As most people ask me upon learning my career choice, yes I do have a strong stomach, no it won’t freak me out, and yes I’ve already been exposed to the work. I have been employed by the Forsyth County Sheriff’s Office, Banks County Sheriff’s Office, and Piedmont’s very own Campus Police. I have enjoyed every minute I have spent with all of these different departments and have made lifelong friends, mentors, and hopefully future employers. In order to achieve the success I hope to have in my line of work, I am currently awaiting my admission status from Marshall University where I will get my Master’s in Forensic Science with an emphasis on Crime Scene Investigation.

Now, I’m sure you’re confused by the method I choose to tell my story. I do not like to talk about myself, nor share information regarding myself with people I do not know. With that being said let’s dig a little deeper. I run cross country and track here at Piedmont. Running has made me who I am and has been everything I’ve been about for the last decade of my life. In four short months that chapter of “me” will close, and I’m sure I’ll be lost for a time after. I have made lifelong friends through this sport, discovered things about myself I never knew, and developed a strong mentality that will stick with me for the rest of my life. My running career began at Lambert High School in Forsyth County, Georgia. And before those of you who know about Lambert, no I am not like the stereotypes that are associated with that school. I grew up in a house full of boys, three brothers to be exact. I am not a fragile little girl like everyone assumes I am. Living with a bunch of brothers has toughened me up, and I am not afraid to get my hands dirty.

If there is anything you remember about me, it’s this: I love running and animals. I’ve already introduced you to my first love. So, let me tell you a little about my second love. Animals are truly the world’s most precious gift. I am not afraid of any animal, and that’s not because I haven’t experienced them all but more so because every animal has a soft side. I call every dog a puppy regardless of its age. I will always prefer to greet your pets over you (sorry I don’t make the rules, that’s just how it works). I have two godchildren and one child of my own. My godchildren are two pitbulls, and my child is a leopard gecko named Hermes. They are the loves of my life and I spoil them constantly.

That pretty much wraps up the important stuff you need to know about me. Oh, and my name is Haley Bolt (and no I’m not related to Usain).

All About Timia

My name is Timia Coles and I am 19 years old. I was born on December 24th, 2000; in Stockbridge, Georgia and grew up in Eagles Landing. I am a shy and quiet person around people I am not familiar with but once I get comfortable, i’m a lot of fun. I have two older brothers, and one younger brother.

While growing up in Eagles Landing, there was a lot of opportunities for me and lots to do outside of school. In preschool, I was involved in ballet and taekwondo. I figured out very quickly that, that wasn’t something that I loved doing. Later on in elementary school, I decided to run cross country. Although i liked running, the long distances made me shy away from the thought of running. I later moved to Villa Rica, Georgia. That is where I currently live now. While in middle school my friends convinced me to try out for the football cheer leading team. I am a very shy person with a large voice. I did not think I would enjoy it as much as I did. After football season was over, I decided to continue cheering for the basketball teams and it eventually turned into something I loved doing. I also decided to take a risk and try out for the track team. After the first track meet, I knew this was something I was very passionate about. From that year on, I ran track and cheered for football and basketball. When I got to high school, I decided to try out for the basketball team. After playing basketball for two years, I chose to mainly focus on track. My freshman and sophomore year of running track for high school were amazing! I went from being a freshman running with all the seniors on the relay teams, to eventually breaking school records that haven’t been broken in years. This was a great time for me. I appeared in the newspapers and felt unstoppable. Unfortunately, due to me not warming up correctly, my junior year of high school I tore my hamstring in the middle of a race. Since then I’ve had many problems and had to miss many races. That day, I felt like everything was over with. All the college coaches that had been recruiting me would slowly fade away just to say, “Oh we’ll see what you do next year”. It was heart breaking to think that I went from the top to the bottom very quickly. I spent multiple hours daily in physical therapy, trying to gain my strength back and get back to where I was but there just wasn’t enough time. After going to the doctor months later, I was told that I had a grade two hamstring tear and I messed it up even more by continuously running and training without the proper treatment. The doctor informed me that no matter what, I will always have problems with my hamstring and that was a hard pill that I had to swallow.

I am now a freshman at Piedmont College. During the first semester, I was an Exercise and Sports Science major, but I found myself interested in other things. After discussing my strengths and my interest with multiple people, I decided to change to a Sports Communication major this year. Here at Piedmont I am a member of the track and field team. I enjoy running, exercising or doing anything active. I also enjoy going out with friends and shopping! I like watching movies, and YouTube channels. During my time at Piedmont, I plan on being the best student I can be while figuring out what I want to do in life. No matter where life takes me, I want to make sure that I leave my mark everywhere I go.