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Today we were told to close our eyes and hold a cookie and had to think back to a time when we were eating cookies.  I remembered a time when my roommate and I made the most delicious, ginormous chocolate chip cookies.  These cookies were 50% chocolate chip, and seeing as how I have the biggest sweet tooth, this was the greatest day ever.  We had to sit in front of the class and talk about our experience.  Because mine wasn't a very deep and connecting experience there was not much emotion that could be drawn from it.  It was more of just a fun memory than an emotional one.  There were some people who had a time when they remembered something about their mother or family and so the professor was able to pull some emotional strings from those people.  He also had them imagine that they were the other people from their memory and act out what they think they would have said during that experience.  It made me really sad to see Erica cry.  I felt so bad all I wanted was for her to stop crying, to maybe console her but I don't know her very well and the professor kept pushing her to delve deeper.  I was glad that by the end of it she seemed strong and able to overcome her feelings of sadness with feelings of strength.  I think she did a really good job sharing and opening up and I definitely admire her for being able to do so in front of a group of people that she, or I barely knows.
     I hope that in future classes I am able to open up like Erica and some of the other people did.  I am a little reserved when I first meet people, and it's definitely been hard to throw myself out there to a group of people I barely even know.  I think I'm worried that they will judge me.  But I'm starting to see that the people in this class are not here to judge but just to have a good time and to learn about acting.