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[16 Apr 2007|07:32pm] [ music | tyrannosaurus sex ] I still have a livejournal??? read 2 | add

[27 Dec 2006|09:00pm] ATTN: 2006 I feel that a thank you is in order. While you have supplied me with fantastic memories and good times I won't forget what you held for me in the guy department. And for that I feel like slapping you. Guys just had a go at being jerks. Enough said. Perhaps I ought to take the higher road though? Maybe I'll wait until New Years to do that. add

[10 Aug 2006|04:16am] I just finished reading Gone With The Wind. A new favorite of mine indeed. Too bad I cried like a baby. For the people that brand the book as being just a civil war romance I feel compelled to comment on how incredibly nostalgic it was about a time that is completely gone and forever enveloped in history. The era of lazy, beautiful green days full of slow, confident and peaceful gaits of proud families who embodied the meaning of gallantry and honor and knew what it meant to be a great lady or a true gentleman is so well captured that I can't help but feel at a loss. Just like the roaring twenties, the wholesome fifties, and the tumultuous and free-spiritied sixties all had their Hallmark, so did the pre-civil war era. It is so hard to identify a truly great lady or a charming, well-mannered gentleman of our day amongst the Paris Hiltons, Colin Farrells, and Britany Spears. It seems that as advanced as our society grows each day in varying aspects, we are utterly lacking in some of the more refined manners and grace that were such a staple in the up-bringing of children in decades passed. Granted, not everything is to be viewed through rose-colored glasses, but I can't help but feel that traits including grace, chivalry, and respectability have become more and more underappreciated over the decades. read 1 | add

[18 Jul 2006|11:19pm] [ mood | awake ] Busy: My mom's place is in disarray on account of it being prepped to sell soon. I have less than a month before I return to school and I have yet to know my housing assignment. I am working quite a bit right now to save for the tuition that was upped THREE FRICKIN GRAND this past year and all the while being in a very confused state in regard to a) me and b) social life stuff. Boo. I'm a messy complainer but I'm on a roll: I wish I could have seen Katy and Sarah more while they were here and I'm bummed out that one of my best friends is in Boston. The winner of the summer, however, goes to a friendship/relationship gone array one and a half years ago whose memories were freshly fluffed when he and I started semi-talking again. On an unrelated side note, the uncomfortableness of hanging out socially with certain people that you were once involved with is slightly awkward as well. On a different note, I'm anticipating this upcoming year and anxiously awaiting whatever it may bring. add

[18 Jun 2006|07:39am] Upon reflecting over the past school year, it never occurred to me that sometimes being yourself could pose as such a challenge. I never thought that being yourself could be so difficult at times because it always came so easily to me prior to diving into a new place with new people and having new experiences. Not all new experiences are good ones but you can bet that they are worth the same, good and bad. Their worth, however, is still determined by what you choose to take from that experience and what you learn from it. I've been wrestling with my mind these past couple of days about this past year and I'm not satisfied with some aspects of my freshman year. I can say, though, that they were of inestimable value to me because I now know how to go about things differently. I am anxious and excited for this upcoming year because of all the things I wish to do, and do right. I found that the motto of the Olympic graduating class of '06 phrased it best: I will either find a way, or I will make one. read 1 | add

[30 Apr 2006|02:00am] [ music | windstorm outside ] My roommate is in our room with her date who is dating a girl from Elon, my dormitroy keys have been taken by who knows, Molly is god-knows-where, and I stepped in the place where someone yakked in the entryway of the hall bathroom. Apparently they had broccolli. Anyway, right now is too perfect for words and I have to open in five hours. There is no one sober enough to talk to and so it comes down to yes, you, livejournal. People are messed up out of their minds and I feel like the only sane one sometimes. Shitty shit shit. add

[09 Apr 2006|12:51pm] [ music | moe. - big world ] This weekend was great in so many ways. It had everything to do with being careless and ridiculous, dancing dancing dancing, traipsing around campus and having super conversations with friends over some jack and coke. Great friends. Sitting here is great because I'm delightfully tired from fun. Anyone who can say that has found themselves truly smiling. read 1 | add

[31 Mar 2006|12:55am] [ music | fortunate fool- jack johnson ] I've been thinking a lot about the essentials for a person's happiness in life. Family, friends, successful career and relationships are the heavy weights on the list. For me, like most, relationships are the trickiest. I'm wondering if when things end between two people, one person is always 'less-worse off' than the other emotionally? Sadness and lamentation rarey knock on my door and I want to know if it's because I don't let it? Why, for one exception, am I always the 'less-worse-off' person? Am I just in a 'tough-it-out-mode'? Or is it something much worse, something that I never want to be inflicted with if I'm not already, something like emotional vacancy? I don't appreciate how much I hurt him and that is the whole difference. And I know what he is feeling right now; it never hurts as much as it does the first time it happens. That's the truth. add

[22 Feb 2006|04:57pm] [ music | video killed the radio star- radiohead ] If life was sustainable with consuming just honey mustard, that is all I would eat. Honey mustard on sandwiches, bagels, salads, pita bread, baby carrots ... oh, the possibilities! I wish there was a honey mustard flavored tooth paste. If honey mustard could be a substitute for water then I would bathe in it. Honey mustard might be the cure for cancer. It sure cures hunger. MMmmmm. read 8 | add

Tamiflu I love you [12 Feb 2006|11:17pm] [ music | sufjan stevens in my head ] Goodness me! I just sifted through 147 incoming emails. Perhaps I've been a bit behind with things, no? Last weekend was disgusting. I got the flu on a thursday, had a 103 temperature on friday, missed classes, limped through a lab and forked over 100 bucks for Tami-flu. But I won't hate; Tamiflu I love you. I feel like I'm a thirty year old lady who watches Sex and the City episodes and works on biology proposals on her nights off. This happened to be my friday night in a nutshell. What is wrong with me? Tennessee is covered in snow from Memphis to Sewanee. We got a good 8 inches this weekend. Aside from it being holy-shit freezing, it's quite beautiful. I was just outside finishing a conversation with a fellow Washingtonian a little while ago because I only get service outdoors. Berrrrr is right! Real quick self insight: what's the deal? I cannot find a way around being OCD. I've tried, believe you me. My life is all mapped out on my giant desk calender. And in friendly orange and pink sharpie colors to boot. I feel anxiety when things get a little messy or sloppy. Boo for un-necessary stress. read 2 | add

[28 Jan 2006|06:08pm] [ mood | full ] [ music | Theta Pi Rendition of Britney Spears - Lucky ] I'm in my dorm room at the moment trying to wade through my homework load a bit early. Seeing as how this past week was rush, and how today the sororities gave their bids to the freshmen girls, my hall outside is filled with drunk pledges singing "Lucky" by Britney Spears. In other news, my room mate and suite mate got bids to their first choice sorority and are in the same one. I was very excited for them :). Today was a gorgeous day for Shake Day. I'll be rushing as an upper classmen next semester because I was level headed and wanted to focus on my classes this semester. Pfft ... it's probably the right decision but I'm wishing (a little) that I was out at the Alpha Delta Theta house with Molly and Anna drinking peach shnopps and doing nasty Franzia stands. That will probably stop the second they come back to the dorm around 1 am giggling and tripping up the stairs :). Camera time? Please let the theta pi's shut up. add

[20 Nov 2005|10:12pm] You know when you have a day where you seem to be watching yourself from a window? It's pretty crazy. Today was one of those days where nothing really meshed too well and everything happened in slow motion. I opened. I closed. I spilled a pot of freshly brewed coffee all down the front of my angora sweater and apron in front of this gorgeous senior. I just kind of stopped and breathed in the smell of Sulawasi blend staining my dry clean only, two-week old Anthropologie purchase. That's beside the point though. I returned a 3 hour reserve item from the library a couple hours late and was charged for it. I could have sworn I was alloted a six hour check-out instead of a three? No matter. The library is my retreat at times when I'd just like to throw myself into my work. But this guy who likes me goes there in the late evening too and I'm trying to avoid talking to him so I'm apprehensive about going there. Working in my dorm is too distracting. My garrulous suite-mate chit-chats into the late evening with her bf from Brown. God, what on earth do they talk about all the time? I'd have run out of things to say by now. She also blares Phish twenty four seven. The bright side of all this? My dear friend bought me a ticket for Sigur Ros on February 18th! He scored us some pretty amazing seats and I'm basically elated. That and the fact that I saw the opening midnight showing of Harry Potter a couple of days ago. I felt like I was six years old on Christmas Eve, I was so excited to see the fourth movie. Work beckons me. read 1 | add

[16 Nov 2005|07:12pm] [ music | zack and sara- ben folds ] I enjoy: -taking the free day old bagels and muffins because you can't get cheaper than free -supplying myself with handfuls of tea packets each time I leave dining hall -economizing by living off just my tips for laundry, stamps, etc -free coffee and tea from my work- it's quite handy working where I do -sharing the dryer with my dorm-mates when we have small loads to dry (the machines are money leaches) Eff being broke. read 5 | add

[31 Oct 2005|08:27am] [ mood | distraught ] It's not right that so much effort was of no avail. I cannot accept that test as an indicator of what I KNOW I know. add

scottie doesn't know [12 Sep 2005|03:46pm] I've been reduced to whoring out all my contact outlets. Here it goes: The MS150 is a 150 mile long bike ride that I'll be doing to help raise money and awareness for multiple sclerosis. It's a two day event where I'll bike to a town near Nashville and back. The ride is called "Bike to Jack and Back," seeing as how we'll be sponsored for food and what-not from Jack Daniel's distillery. Hundreds participate and come from far and wide to ride this thing and it's basically amazing to just have fun, get in shape and do something great for a good cause. PLEASE DONATE: even if it's just five bucks or whatever you have, it helps more than you know. Each rider (that means me) has to raise at least $300 prior to October 1st. If you feel like mailing a check or a ten dollar bill or whatever to help support this, then you can mail it to Christina Aga 735 University Ave 212 Cleveland Hall Sewanee, TN 37383 Checks can be made payable to NMSS (national multiple sclerosis society) and I'll be turning them all in. OR you can make an epledge at this link below for my Team Sewanee https://www.nationalmssociety.org/pledge/index.asp Thank you and I love you for even just reading this and not skipping over it :) read 3 | add

[23 Aug 2005|12:59pm] Last night my suite mate Molly and I went to the shrimp boil and bluegrass musical bash that welcomes the new incoming freshman. There was a band, fireworks, food, and a few too many bugs. As fireworks exploded the sky and the smell of roasted potatoes wafted my way, Molly and I kicked off our shoes and joined the semi-small group of upperclassmen that were dancing in front of the band's platform. I suddenly found myself among a growing throng of people, once on-lookers scoffing at the twangy tunes, that were clapping and laughing along with us. Sweat beaded on my forehead despite how much the night cooled off. We were the only two remaining freshman when the band stopped playing at ten but it was still excellent fun swing-dancing with the other undergrads. I think I'm beginning to love this school. At night I never realized how loud the godforsaken crickets could be, nor would I have guessed that it's actually impolite to not give a "hey!" or "hello!" to passer-byers that you meet while walking around campus. I don't think that I've ever met so many people that were so friendly and kind to a complete stranger. Walking towards Stirling's coffee house the other night it began to thunder and the sky was lit up by lightening. Rain sprinkled the sidewalks as my Southern-born dorm mates walked on casually until I asked if thunder storms and warm rain were common. Apparently they are. And I love them. read 4 | add

chromophilia, sweetheart [14 Jul 2005|11:35pm] [ mood | artistic ] [ music | 'nothing better'- the postal service ] Today was a change from the norm. I shall explain ... Waking up considerably early, I found myself in the mood. Oh yes, shopping. It just so happened that today was payday bitches. I went to the city and then to the bank. Standing in front of that nice teller, I signed the back of the paycheck and said "Deposit, please. No no, wait- cash." I then blew that sucker like the clothes-whore that I am. And I never felt better. All $434.32. Basically that leaves me on E and without fun money for the next two weeks. But really now, who cares? It felt so damn good. I'm positively giddy about school. Despite my frequently occuring nightmares about screwing up the first week, I think that I'll do fine. For some reason I have envisioned the campus setting and it's students already, which has been formed from small bits of information regarding past freshman classes, and I pray that it's not snooty and horridly conservative. Dorm room-mate application: I hope you wear a size 2 because then we can swap garments. You will like herbal tea. Be tidy and God, please don't be a prude. Love laughing and we shall get along fantastically. Please enjoy art, reading, theater and music. None of that hardcore-screamo. I hope you don't mind my late night study sessions and days where I get neurotic if there is a big exam. Open-minded people rule, by the way. read 1 | add

colorful events [12 Jul 2005|12:58am] [ mood | confused ] I have a slight throbbing in my left temple. Tonight was interesting to say the least. I worked until 9:15 this evening, or so I thought. I stayed until 12:30 a.m on account of getting suckered in to be the extra associate present with the manager while the janitor crew waxed the floors and dusted all the light fixtures. Somehow the dust caused the fire alarm to go off; sirens screamed and whistled everywhere. The fire department came after two hours. We had to call them. The crew kept waxing and dusting while disconnected numbers were dialed and attempts were made to turn it off, but alas, with no immediate success. Officer Lincoln was pretty handy though, and did manage to hunt out the fire panel in the back building while I sat in a dusty Circuit City completely alone for a half an hour. Today wasn't all hectic though. A long stem red rose and card awaited me when I got back from lunch earlier this afternoon. Some stranger thought I was nice when I was helping him with his laptop and decided to show it via the cliche thank you token with a phone number attached. Is it bad that I only remember his posh Lacoste shirt and not anything else about him? I went shopping over the weekend and was delighted that Coach had a flippin' huge sale on their coats. I convinced my mother to purchase one for me as an early birthday gift and surprise me with it on the 29th. I think that I'm too tightly wound. read 2 | add

[07 Jul 2005|11:40pm] [ mood | peaceful ] ( keeping occupied ) read 6 | add

[05 Jul 2005|02:26am] [ mood | happy ] I need to scrub the ash and smoke marks off my hands, arms and face. My fourth of July was ridiculous fun. From baseball games with random guys that have broken limbs from rodeo bull riding to hand feeding cherries to tame raccoons named Ruthie ... it was all very interesting. Good food, fun, laughs and friends made my night. Missy is leaving tomorrow and I will miss her very much. I am still in the planning stages of my white water rafting trip during my birthday weekend in late July. We're thinking Oregon, not eastern Washington simply because we had a fantastically lame winter with zero snow. The parentals are letting me take some friends and I'm stoked. I hope the lizard doesn't want to go. read 4 | add

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