Diversity Event: N*gger Wetb*ck Ch*nk

I attended N*gger Wetb*ck Ch*nk last night and I'm really glad that I'm a bit of a procrastinator and chose the very last event. It was really funny most of the time, while being serious at the same time. I personally never heard of the last two labels, so I was really glad that they went on and gave a background on each of them. 
The whole thing was full of hilarious quotes. One of my favorites is when the little Chinese guy was talking about how he wanted to be a black person and how he would go around karate chopping all the people who say that Chinese people are bad drivers and in between swings with his arms he said, "Chinese people are goo drivers. We're. Just. Being. CAUTIOUS!" It pretty much made my day and I changed my facebook status right then and there.
The stories that they shared with the audience on when they first realized that they were different were really kind of sad. I've always known that in other places around the world, country, and even Iowa that there was diversity in schools and that racism did happen, I was still kind of upset that people are so judgemental of others just because they're different. I was taught growing up that people do look different from eachother, but on the inside everybody's really the same. Pink and fleshy, and probably really disgusting, but that's beside the point. The N word was never acceptable in my house and I've grown to be bothered by the word. I didn't really like how they said it a lot throughout the performance because it made me really uncomfortable, but they were really good about lightening the mood after a really serious matter.
Well, this was my experience of the diversity event. If you didn't go to this one, I feel that you really missed out on this one.

My Best

Everyone has a time when they feel like they have accomlished something and they felt like they could or had just conquered the world. I felt like this with my group of friends our third year of playing slow-pitch softball. That was the best season of softball ever, because we got to hang out all summer and we pretty much just dominated.
Our first two years of softball were, well, terrible. The first year we didn't win any games, we still managed to have a ton of fun while we got our butts kicked time and time again. We still to this day blame it on being freshmen and that the sophmore, junior, and senior teams were just really freaking amazing. Second year went a little better, same team, plus or minus a few of the girls. We won two games out of the eight or so teams that we played, it was also against the same team. Freshman, if I recall correctly. Hey, a wins a win. Then came the glorious third year.
My friends and I were pretty excited to start our third year of being a softball team together. We even decided to design our shirts with the "luck of the Irish" by having our shirts orange with lime green writing, the colors on the Irish flag. After winning the team league trophy we were feeling like superstars. Hey, we beat the two senior teams both times we played them so of course we were.
The tournament was the most intense game I've ever played. We were up against a senior team, who I might add livid that we wiped the ground with them in the other games, and they were out for blood. I remember it was super hot that day so my friends and I were kind of like, "Ugh screw this. It's too hot to be doing any of this." But, we sucked it up and played the best we could, getting angry that the other team were being such brats about the game. The score was tied up in the seventh inning and the other girls were up to bat. My team knew that this was the time to up our game. We cheered on our pitcher and encouraged her to continue striking the batters out. The ball was hit to me at second base, I jumped up to catch it, but being it was way over my head I figured I'd miss. To my surprise, along with just about everyone else, the ball was in my glove! It was the greatest feeling, and being it was the third out, it was even better.
It was now our turn to bat. We were all feelingg super pumped now and all we need was one point and we were the champions! With one girl on second base and two outs, who would'nt feel the pressure? My friend that was up to bat pulled through and got herself to first base, so with two girls on base it was my turn. I put the fact that this was it out of my head and got into position to bat. The first pitch, ball one. The second pitch, ball two. The third pitch, strike one. At this point I'm feeling the pressure. I knew my friends didn't want to continue playing because it was so hot, so I took a deep breath and watched the next pitch intently. I swear everything was in slow motion, intense. I got ready to swing...and the swung at the ball. The ball went flying, and we were all off. Girls in the outfield ran after the ball while my two friends and I flew around the bases. We won by three points that day.
I felt so accomplished and I felt on top of the world. It was the greatest feeling to know that I had helped our team from going to the lame team our first year to the tournament champions our third year. We all treated ourselves to sticking our heads under the water spout after the game, and I have the picture to prove it. Best. Summer. Ever.