Writing can be fun. As I type each letter in this blog, I find it interesting not necessarily knowing what thought will come next . . . but I know something will come out of it; others will read it and somehow relate.

It becomes hard for me to write when it is no longer creative and spontaneous. It becomes more difficult for me when my professor assigns me deadlines and a strict structure. I feel blocked. I feel limited with time; like my mind has no freedom to explore. Maybe I am simply finding excuses to not do my work. The assignment is already a day and a half late and still I have not written a single word.

It is funny to me that this course I am taking is called New Media and Civil Society and in order to make an A, we are required to write a research paper on defining civil society and applying a case study to it . . . I have chosen to write about Civil Society and Political Transition in Mexico, thus far, all my attempts have been a C in effort, but it is only because I am not inspired.

Although my attempts at this have made a C, I have been using what I have learned about new media and civil society through creating a video series called AGGIES ARE WE for the campus newspaper at my University. Texas A&M is known as a conservative, white male dominated institution but that is no longer the case. The students here are so unique and have experienced diverse things and I am capturing this one video at a time. I am using new media technology to facilitate communication throughout the student body about unique characteristics of individual Aggies in the A&M community. This course has helped me understand this concept of how civil societies are formed through the process of communication within groups of people.

My prof will never know that I am using his teachings and am an A student in terms of applying what I have learned toward my video portfolio and facilitating change in the university. All he will do is give me a C at the end of the semester because of my failure to be inspired to write the way he wants me to write.

Ugh.... I'll get through it. I always do.