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Thursday, August 21st, 2003
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6:50 pm - Old friends, good times. :)
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Last night as I was driving Kristen home, I was reflecting back to high school and thinking of my friends that I don't see anymore due to college. It's like a big fish pond- suddenly, one day, you're in it cluttered with all these other fish. Then suddenly, you graduate, and you're let out into the stream and you part in various directions.
Out of the blue, I sent an e-mail to one of my dear friends in high school. Mike was actually the one that got me interested in yearbook in sixth grade, and it continued throughout high school, and even into college. He really had me interested in graphics, communications, and thus, George Washington University. I will never forget visiting there my senior year of high school and hanging out with him on the campus. Then, though he wasn't at my high school anymore and we were miles apart, he knew me well enough to take me the places that I liked in DC to spark my interest in going there. After about two years, I feel a void of not staying in contact with some of my friends- especially ones that have impacted my life so much. Now it seems like we're eons apart.
Well, he's doing well. Living in DC, he's working on a bunch of freelance projects for law firms as well as some things in communications. Unfortunately, he doesn't make it back here enough to really visit- I'm hoping he might for the holidays. I'm also curious exactly what he's doing at his jobs because they sound quite interesting... More or less, it was just nice to hear from an old friend. :-)
Tomorrow I head South to see family. I'm really excited to horseback ride, shop, and spend quality time with friends and family that I hardly see. I feel like I'm going home. :-)
More later. Gots to pack!
current mood:  happy
current music: It's a Great Day- Travis Tritt
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12:48 am - Idea!
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I had a very relaxing evening after my political science exam. I got to see my friend Kristen, who I've been hanging out with a lot this summer- I love that girl! She's younger than me, but really doesn't act her age one bit. (I definitely mean that as a compliment, too). We ended up going up to the ice cream place (Cobblestone? I don't remember the name... up on 23) with Jake, and just talked. That's the fun thing about hanging with the two of them- they both get along really well, and just talk about the most random things!
I got the new issue of Vanity Fair today... Prince William is adorning the cover in an awesome black and white pic. Unlike all the girls that are suddenly swooning over him, I have always liked Prince William... since like 2nd grade when I idolized Princess Diana and decided that I wanted to be her daughter-in-law. In fact, I've always been interested in the royal family of Britain and Monaco, and I'm really glad that they published an article on the royal families of Europe. Intriguing. :)
Well, I'm gonna head outta here. Just thought I'd drop a note since I'm going South tomorrow...yay. Finally home. :)
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| Wednesday, August 20th, 2003
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12:54 am
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I just wanted to mention that I love Tim McGraw.
I've GOT to do my paper. I'm very bouncy though and my energy is not being exerted in the best manner toward my paper because it's not as exciting. It's the analysis of the Bay of Pigs, which okay, is interesting because the Camelot presidency fascinates me. But at the same time....seriously, it's not all that interesting. I consider other things in history a lot more interesting than the Bay of Pigs, but hey. I didn't have any other ideas.
Bye. For good.
current mood:  high
current music: Telluride- Tim McGraw
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12:50 am - should be... but there's progress
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I should be writing a paper. Yes, I know. But I've progressed on it, and need to take a breather for a second so I thought I'd write a bit before diving into my cave. teehee.
SlayTPG1: You ARE on crack. I don't think you could handle a poli sci paper right now.
I have mass amounts of clutter. Clutter is like my best friend. I'm looking at my desk, and amongst the classic black and white postcards, pictures of friends, as well as clips from magazines, more pictures on the desk part (cause I have my entire desk collaged with clips from everything) as well as a candle, multiple candles, two things of pencils, one of markers, the faith book that my grandmother gave me, as well as a thing that holds magazines, jawbreakers that Brooke gave to me along with the movie jawbreaker, boy candle, stuffed Merrill bull, elephant that I won from DZ, keychains, nail polish, bracelets, the cell phone, litsts of things for the DZ newsletter, old yearbook for layout ideas, the Daily Word, blank CD's, my watch that needs a new battery, post its, post its with things written on it, as well as a couple political science books, and about four old issues of The Wall Street Journal, which I've become accostomed to reading front to back page recently.
That's just my desk. Imagine the floor, and my dresser that's now behind my desk. Amazingly, I know where everything is.... :)
I need an upbeat song, because I'm starting to get really hyper. It's the nocturnal thing kicking in again, I swear. I've been very nocturnal. I'm think very well at the moment- my vocabulary is "killer" as Lissa would say.. I miss her. :( She's at school right now, but at least there's AIMs...
I'm in an awesome mood. I think it's mainly because I'm really really excited to go down South! Y'all don't know how much I love it down there... the people, the ambiance, everything. I'm going South... definitely going to horseback ride. Man, I miss that up here. Ohio isn't the same as the South. If you've never been down there, you're missing out on a lot. It's not hillbilly (well, not all of it) and it's not like everyone is hick-like like I think some people assume it to be.
I'm playing my theme song. Seriously, this has been the song that I have loved since high school, and all the people that I hung out with senior year, would associate it with me whenever we were out and about. (No, it's not Lynard Skynard's Sweet Home Alabama... although, that's a favorite, too. :) ) Garth Brooks' Baton Rouge. I can remember dancing to it after winning my pool match against whatever his name was... I was a pretty good pool player in high school. Don't know what happened. I just get lucky! :)
"Hello Samantha dear I hope you're feeling fine... and it won't be long till I'm with you all the time..."
OKAY...seriuosly, time for paper.
current mood:  bouncy
current music: Callin' Baton Rouge- Garth Brooks
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| Tuesday, August 19th, 2003
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1:07 pm - Just a song.
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Bad love, she took a good shot
Heartaches, she's had a whole lot of tough breaks
And no one could blame her if she holds out
She's a little worried to jump right in
She ain't in a hurry to try again
She's taking time off from love, but
Every night she cries just a little bit less
And she tries a little bit more
She's got every right to wait until her heart has healed
And when she's ready, I'm here and I'm gonna hold her
Inch by inch she gets a little closer to me, every night
She's mad that she ever loved him
She's through and she's had enough of him, but it's true
He's gonna take some time gettin' over
But I don't mind the waitin' because I know
She's worth the time it's takin', our love will grow
We're makin' it day by day and
Every night she cries just a little bit less
She tries a little bit more
She's got every right to wait until her heart has healed
And when she's ready, I'm here and I'm gonna hold her
Inch by inch she gets a little closer to me, every night
Every night she cries just a little bit less
She tries a little bit more
She's got every right to wait until her heart has healed
And when she's ready, I'm here and I'm gonna hold her
Inch by inch she gets a little closer to me, every night
Every night
She cries just a little, she tries a little bit more
Every night, every night
-Toby Keith
Thank you best friend.
current mood:  blank
current music: Love of a Woman- Travis Tritt
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1:01 am - Responsi-what?
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There are way too many things to do with so little time. First, and foremost, the dreaded political science paper on Kennedy and the Bay of Pigs- have to do tomorrow... of course. But I made advances in finishing it by getting the rest of my sources at the downtown library. Between the Worthington library's bad advice on getting there, as well as getting lost down in Bexley (thank you best friend for helping me find my way home) I made it.
Secondly, I have a meeting tomorrow with Jenney concerning the PHA website that I'm doing for them. I'm finally getting the specifics on how much I'm going to be paid, what she wants on the site, etc. etc.
Thirdly, the Delta Zeta newsletter. Thanks to my wonderful mailman and sucky e-mail, I never received the information on the newsletter deadline. So, Rebecca, the publisher finally e-mailed me wondering where the articles and pics were, and I told her that since I didn't have the information on the specifics of the pixel sizes, articles, etc. that I could have it done in 4 days. This is day 2. I'm planning on being done by tomorrow morning...err...later this morning.
Fourthly, the best damn thing- Ben, the yearbook ed, finally e-mailed me back. I'm a definite for the yearbook section editor position. Out of anything that I'm doing in college, including the sorority, this is what I've been wanting to do since day one. I'm finally doing it. :)
And lastly, I spent the day talking to people about potential jobs. I think I'll probably have an interview with Alliance because Holly works there and can give me a recommendation, so that will help- especially since I can plan my own schedule. I also talked to Leanne's mom Terri Cress about getting a job at her Merle in Westerville for one night a week (what can I say? I miss working there!) and she's probably going to help me out.
Despite all the good news, I'm still stressed. Back to business, as usual.
current mood:  stressed
current music: The Sound of Silence... literally.
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| Monday, August 18th, 2003
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1:09 pm - Shutting the door... for good.
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You look so peaceful sleeping
You don't know that I'm leaving, but I'm gone
But I did my best to beat them
But in my head, the demons said move on
You wake up, you're gonna curse my name
But as some time goes by
I hope and pray
When you think of me
Remember the way that I used to be
Remember the times I held you tenderly
Remember the way that I loved you
I think about the night I met you
I swore I'd never forget you
Well, I won't
I think about the way you live and breath
Beside my dreams forever
You'll be better when I'm gone, better when I'm gone
Cause I know you're gonna fall in love again
I'm sorry this is how it has to end
But when you think of me
Remember the way I used to be
Remember the times I held you tenderly
Remember the way I love you
When you think of me
Cause I pick up these bags and turn around
I say a little prayer and hope somehow
That when you think of me
Remember the way I used to be
Remember the times I held you tenderly
Remember the way that I love you
- Mark Wills
Lissa and I were talking a minute ago about the summer, and how it's sad that it's going to end. To account the best times, I would have to reflect back and say:
-July 4th with Brooke and her fam, and then Kelli's.
-Boat with Lissa and Kelli
-Having no power, and moving out for a day or two to use someone else's, while enjoy their company. ;-)
-Dave concert with Sarah and Adam
-Abbygail's visit, and seeing my high school friends again
-Hanging out with Karen, Jake, Sarah and Kristen
- Polo's with Amy, Mike, Sarah & Jessica
and many more times that I can't even begin to describe. But it's going to end, and there are a lot of things that are ending. Not because I want them to, but because I know that it's better for my sake that they do.
This song just describes everything. And it's hard to leave something behind that's just lingered for, well a year or two, but at the same time, it was my choice. I've begun to realize that it has always been my choice, and I guess I didn't listen to people that gave me their advice on it. Chris, you would be happy to know that I walked out and shut the door for good. :)
current mood:  recumbent
current music: When You Think of Me- Mark Wills
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11:54 am - Back where I come from....
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On Friday night when I see her out
Even in a crowd she's hard to miss
There ain't a man breathing air who wouldn't stop and stare
And the best part is
She doesn't know she's got it
She doesn't know how bad we want it
She doens't know she's got it
And that's what's getting to me
Blake Shelton
Forgive me, especially for all the people reading this that aren't country fans. I'm in a very country mood, and I think it's anticipating my short trip this weekend. I'm so excited to be going HOME. Though I'm from Ohio, I associate more with the South than anything, and I love being with my family!
In fact, I'm starting to wonder what would have happened if I would have transferred schools when I was supposed to. Originally, I was only going to attend Ohio State for a year, and then transfer when I got my grades higher to University of Florida, University of Georgia, or George Washington. I could have easily done it winter quarter of my freshman year.I look back and wonder why I didn't do it. I think more or less I was able to find my nitch at Ohio State.
Though I don't regret staying at Ohio State, when I'm applying to law schools next year, believe me, a lot of them are not going to be in state. I made a list of schools that I really wanted to attend, George Washington being at the top of my list, and then Emory being further down. I'm ready to get out of Ohio. Granted, if I end up getting into Ohio State's law school, I probably will go, but at the same time, I don't want to limit myself on where I'm going to be in two years. I don't know what's going to happen this school year.
Speaking of the school year, I'm not all that excited about it. There are a few things that I'm very, very excited about. One, is the Makio. I haven't worked on yearbook in a really long time, and to be offered a section editor position just based on my credentials, is something that makes me soo happy. I just opened an e-mail from Ben, the editor-and-cheif talking about upcoming meetings, what my role will be, etc. and it makes me very happy to be getting back into something that I truly enjoy. Can we say a potential editor again? Wahoo! I'm soo excited!!!
Other things are very aggravating. I have e-mailed and tried to contact people about certain things that I'm responsibile for finishing with their help, and it's hard for me to actually get a response from them. I'm glad to see that there are some organizations that are organized enough to send a response back to me. I'm a planner, and I need at least a month's notice before I'm able to do anything. Seriously. How on earth are people going to survive in the real world if they can't even make contacts with people in their life now?
I was reading one of my sister's journals today, and I've got to agree with her on having a lot of second thoughts lately. Especially about the sorority in general. For one, the money is getting tight. I want to move out next summer and have my own apartment, (in Grandview preferably) and with the sorority dues, I'm not too sure if I'll be able to do that. Then, I'm saving for a new car and I have books and stuff every quarter to look forward to paying.
More or less, I don't know if I'm satisfied with what I've been paying for. First off, I haven't heard from hardly any of my sisters except for a couple- and for those couple, I love you guys. It makes me upset that when others choose to go out with their DZ sisters, they neglect that hey, I'm in town too- did you even think of asking me to go? Same for other sisters that I know are in town that probably would have gone as well.
It's so petty. And it's even more petty that we, the sorority sisters, try to play off this act that there aren't any cliques, that everyone is so close. That's a lie if I ever heard one. Yes, we're united because we all have the same label and the same ritualistic bonds. But at the same time, a lot of us aren't connected in any other way. And I'm not a label type of person- except for maybe my shoes, but at the same time I don't like to label myself as distinctly apart of one group and not another. I don't like that. Period.
When I think of sisters, to be truthful, I think of Abby. We're connected by mind, by heart, and by strength. Even from Bowling Green, she's here for me. In many ways I've been thinking about whether I decided too quick to join a sorority, and whether I should have looked at others. I've met so many people this summer that are involved in other sororities, and they're great. And I hate how other members of other sororities like to stereotype the other sororities- I know I'm guilty, but the girls that I have met in other sororities like Theta and Kappa are really sweet and I'm sure they're impression of DZ has changed after meeting me. At least, I hope.
My best friend Lissa is a Theta, and she didn't join until around the same time I did. And she loves it- but at the same time, she's at a different school that thrives on it's Greek Community, and where the percentage of the school's population that is in a Greek organization is a lot higher than Ohio State's. I think if I were at a different school, I probably would have thought otherwise about joining.
Last night was a good night with my girl, Lissa. I was so glad to see her again before she goes back to school. We had a blast making wisecracks at Mike and Charlie, and watching some awesome movies. Mike rented Casablanca, which is one of my all-time favorite movies. I was surprised that he rented it- I don't remember talking much about my taste in movies, much less classic movies with him. It's very interesting that he had a hunch about what to rent. He told me, "Come on, Shannon. You think it's that hard to pick out a movie that you'll like?" Well, okay, so I'm a pretty easy going person that can put up with a lot, and I put up with his Osbournes the other night. But it's amazing how much a person can perceive about you even from just hanging around you for awhile.
I thought about that the other day before I left to go meet Lissa, Charlie and Mike. Jake came over to have some of my Mom's 'award-winning' cake and he was talking to my parents about what he was doing, his parents, Lauren and Alex. And he said, "To be truthful, Shannon and Alex know me the best." And in all honesty, Jake really does know me the best. He knows how I'm going to react to things, he knows what I'm going to say, and the weirdest thing is, he is awesome at picking out clothes for me. In his words, he can look at something and think it looks ugly, but he says "somehow, you pull it off, no matter how ugly it is." I guess that should be a compliment. It's good to know I have friends like that. :-)
Hmm... I need to get ready for the day. I think I have a dental appointment, but I'm kind of hoping that it's on Wednesday because I have a lot to do, such as spend some quality time at the library, visit Leanne, tan, and then drop some of Kelli's stuff off at her apartment that she left at Lissa's. 3 more days until I can horseback ride, drive a classic corvette, and have some good ole southern food! Wahoo!
current mood: okay
current music: She Doesn't Know She's Got It- Blake Shelton
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| Sunday, August 17th, 2003
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10:23 pm - Note to Lissa, Brooke (and self)
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The shoes were Manolo Blahniks. Remind each other to purchase after finish college/make moula. :-)
luckycorvettegrl: I want the silver pair in this episode
SlayTPG1: I'll buy you them when I'm rich
luckycorvettegrl: what about when I'm rich?
luckycorvettegrl: what do I get to buy?
SlayTPG1: A matching purse
And on that note, I'm off to finish a movie marathon that was supposed to be finished the other night... however, there were multiple reasons why that couldn't happen:
a) it wasn't a real movie marathon because it consisted of The Osbournes, Season Two. Blech.
b) Lissa was at Charlie's, and it's not complete without here there to make wisecracks with me. :)
c) Shannon was too tired and had to work the next day, and it's a long drive back to reality.
Thus, I will bid thee a farewell and make my way to the movie marathon. Definitely girly ones. Lissa is bringing Breakfast at Tiffany's. No Osbornes tonight. And I mean it this time.
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10:10 pm - Lissa's thoughts... via Sex in the City quotes
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One of the things I love about my best friend Lissa is the fact that she's a quote person like me. So, after the hour that we were talking while one of our favorite shows were on, she IM'd me her favorite quotes.
Another to list: "Sex with an ex can be depressing. If it's good, you don't have it anymore; if it's bad, you just had sex with an ex." -Samantha, Sex in the City
Thanks Lissa. Though it's not your true humor, I understand your reasoning.
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9:56 pm - Thought.
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There'll be no next time. This is going to be like Bridges of Madison Avenue, a very brief affair I'll write about in sappy letters to my grandchildren. -Sex in the City
Lissa, you're so right.
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9:40 pm - Me time
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"Sometimes it's really hard to walk in a single woman's shoes. That's why we need some really special ones to make it fun." -Sex in the City
I've decided that the next couple of weeks are dedicated to me. Me. Me. Sounds very selfish, but I'm really quite sick of doing things that other people want me to do. It's about time that I look at what I want to do.
For instance- I do not plan on working next Sunday. Period. I don't work Friday, or Saturday and that's not because I scheduled off it's because I'm not scheduled, so why should I work Sunday? Instead, I'm heading down South to visit Maryam, Mel, James, and John as well as my family. No if, ands, or buts about it.
Secondly, I'm going to look for a new job. Hopefully not in retail, but we'll see how the looking goes and the opportunities that are out there. I have contacts- I just have to use them. :)
People tell me I'm a very independent woman. So, why don't I exert it? It's about time that I show people that I am, but most importantly, it's about time that I show myself that I am.
On a Dad note: I was told a lot today about someone from my father. It was his interpretation, his feelings. Maybe in his eyes, I'm can be manipulated- but is it because I'm too nice? Maybe I should cut back on the too nice part of me, what do you think?
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| Friday, August 15th, 2003
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1:08 am - Confused.
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This past week can be summed up in one word: confusing. There are a lot of thoughts running through my head- well, hey, what else is new with that one? But this time it's different. I've never actually really analyzed these thoughts that intensely, and it's gotten to the point where other people are starting to notice things that I haven't noticed, or paid attention to.
Yes, vague, but at the same time it's better to be aloof. I think. Between being told that I should be a fashion major (hell no) and then a lecture from best friend, it was grand. Basically, I got the normal lecture from Jake about everything, down right to his blunt opinion. I have to respect his opinion, because he respects mine- that's what best friends do. But at the same time, I wasn't happy with how it was presented. It was to the point where he was snippy with me, which I do not appreciate, especially from him. I guess that's the main reason I'm in a pissy mood- because I don't necessarily like what he says all the time, yet I've gotta give him something- he's always honest. One-hundred percent honest. But I've gotta love him anyways- he's been there through the thick and thin and respects me for who I am, not what he wants me to be. He doesn't envision me as something that I'm not, and doesn't expect anything from me other than equal respect and courtesy. And he's real- he doesn't present a fake image towards other people, or a different personna based on who he's with. Out of all my friends, he's real. I can say the same thing for Sarah, who will always give me her blunt opinion as well, just a bit less snippy. :-) She's nothing more or less than what she says, and that's awesome. I love people that are able to just be themselves, no matter who they're with. And I love the fact that despite our age difference, she treats me as an equal. We went to a movie premiere tonight of the movie with Brittany Murphy...(my mind is drawing a blank to the name though). We both cried through it, and then enjoyed Queer Eye for a Straight Guy in the later half of the evening.
On a happy note, James is much better!!! I'm thrilled to actually be able to talk to him on the phone and on the internet, since he's at home from the hospital. It's so comforting to hear his voice, and not have to worry about what the doctor is going to say next. Oh, Trevor is better, too. Lots of love to you both, bbg. ;-)
Well, I'm off for the night. Hopefully the weekend is better...It's muggy and foggy, which makes wonderful driving weather. *sighs* Finally no Osbournes! I think I've seen the entire season one... yikes. Season two is on tape. I sure as hell hope that's not the movie marathon I'm in store for... we'll see.
current mood:  confused
current music: In the End- Linkin Park
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| Tuesday, August 12th, 2003
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10:38 am - the shannon best friend guide
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I just looked at some of the e-mail that I've been neglecting for awhile to find that my best friend Jake e-mailed me back. He's not one for e-mail, whatsoever- in fact, I usually have to sign on his account so that he'll keep an e-mail address since he doesn't have a good connection at him and Alex's apartment. Yet, I had sent him an e-mail that Sarah sent me, and he actually sent it back and told me that I should take what I sent to him to heart because this is what he's been telling me the entire time. He caleld it the "shannon best friend guide" that he's always used. Now he told me I should start taking it to heart:
1. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you
cry.
2. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
3. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your
heart.
4. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing
you can't have them.
5. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is
falling in love with your smile.
6. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the
world.
7. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their
time on you.
8. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right
one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be
grateful.
9. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
10. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do
is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time
around.
11. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and
know someone else and expect them to know you.
12. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.
Remember: Whatever happens, happens for a reason.
And I was thinking a lot about this last night. Not that I had opened up my e-mail, but at the same time, when I was hanging out with some old friends last night, I was realizing how much friendship really meant to some of them. Karen mentioned a song that I had almost completely forgotten that we sat and listened to in Abby's driveway two summers ago. Chaz talked about yearbook and how he remembers how I 'abused' him everday. Michelle and I reflected back on last summer's large party at Abby's house. And Jake and Kristen reminded me about what friendship really means, and that they'll always be there when I need them.
And to Abby- it was so nice to see you again, and it reminded me about why I really missed you. :)
I wish some of my other friends could've shown up, but oh well. I tried by calling, but I didn't get any reply. But for those that did show up, I am very happy that I got to see you all and I've missed you the past couple years. Stay in touch!
current mood: grateful
current music: This is Your Life- The Julianna Theory
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| Sunday, August 10th, 2003
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11:27 am - coming out of my shell?
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Last night, after a long day of work with a weird employee named Rebecca from Easton, Sarah and I headed to our manager's wedding. It was a very pretty wedding- pottery barn-esque, with tan, olive and lavender colors everywhere. The food was catered by Cameron Mitchell, and the atmosphere was awesome at the Columbus Music Hall. And I give my congrats to Elizabeth and Mike.
However, Sarah and I did feel very alienated at the wedding. Elizabeth hardly came up to talk to any of the girls that worked at the store. We both felt that we were just co-workers- not friends, like we had assumed. Elizabeth's attitude towards other employees that were there was very similar. Yet, we met up with Amy and Mike. Amy used to work at Cache about six months ago. I started when she was just about to quit, but I still got to know her. She's very very cool- loves vintage clothes (she's going to take all of us shopping sometime), has an awesome humor, and her husband Mike couldn't be more compatable for her.
As the reception wore on, Mike suggested to go out later. I was worried because I wasn't of age that I wouldn't be able to get in, but turns out it was a lot easier than we thought it would be. We ended up at Pollo's lounge- a very quirky place up on Bethel. It looks very odd from the outside, but the inside was actually pretty cool. Turns out Sarah knew the people that worked there, and I basically just walked right in. Sarah, Jessica, Amy, Mike and I had a great time. Sarah kept telling me that it was really cool that I was able to "loosen up" and as Amy called it, "come out of my shell". I didn't really know I had a shell- I guess a lot of people haven't seen that side of me- out of anyone, probably Abby and maybe Megan, my sorority sister. But it was a lot of fun- I felt at ease, and maybe it was because I was with people that were older than me. I felt like the people that were there that were my age didn't even pay attention to me and we weren't even remotely at the same level. The people I did meet were all around twenty-three, twenty-four, and they were very cool, willing to talk about life rather than their campus parties and drunken accidents that I normally get when I'm around people my own age. They also weren't intimidated by the fact that I was younger (errr...22?)- overall, I had a relaxing evening with friends. It's good to know that Sarah, Amy and Jessica look at me as a friend, because I've always looked that way towards them, and would never expect anything less. I guess we know where we stand with Elizabeth, and that's definitely something to remember for the future.
Off to work... YES...work. I'm not in the mood, and I'm sure Sarah isn't either.
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| Friday, August 8th, 2003
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1:35 am - my thoughts and prayers...
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I had a relaxing evening- hanging out with best friend watching CSI and the makeover show, and then heading over to Sarah's to hang out with her, Brandy and Stacey. I also had fun working with Tracie today. It definitely helped me get a lot off my mind.
My best friend James got into a car accident today. He was heading back from a game with his friends Trevor, Josh and Christian- Trevor was driving. James' mother called me around eight 'o clock, and I literally had to pull over to the side of the road and I think I sat there, numb as I listened to her explain to me what happened. To be truthful, all I heard was that he was in critical condition. She said that she had called everyone she thought would be concerned until James' younger sister mentioned my name, and she realized how important it was to call me.
I guess the realization as to how important someone is to you, despite the many miles of distance there are between you, doesn't really come until something traumatic happens to make you think about what would really happen if you lost that person. Yes, James and I don't see each other a lot -maybe if we're lucky, once a year, if that. But at the same time, we've been through a lot- maybe not together, but via communication on the internet, e-mail, and phone conversations. It just makes me sick to my stomach to think the other night he called to see how I was doing, and now, he's lying there... hanging onto life.
My thoughts and prayers are with James and Trevor, as well as their families.
The prayer of faith will save the sick, and the Lord will raise them up." -James 5:15
current mood:  worried
current music: Right Thurr- Chingy
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| Thursday, August 7th, 2003
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10:44 am - feels like a Monday morning...
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There are multiple reasons why I'm in a pissy mood this morning. I will share one...
For the past week, my cell phone has decided to go off at random times in the morning... I'm talking around three in the morning, maybe one if I'm lucky, and continue throughout the morning until about ten, when I finally decide to wake up and see who called. Well, needless to say, the numbers are ones that I don't know, or maybe I do know, I just don't have programmed in my phone. I can suspect people, I can assume, but at the same time it's really aggravating because I don't plan on getting out of bed at three in the morning to answer a cell phone call.
I can even hinger the conversation that I did have with the one call that I did answer:
Me: Hello (in an aggravated voice)
Caller: Hey there, what's going on?
Me: It's three in the morning. What do you think is going on? And it's a Monday night.
Caller: Well, aren't we grumpy.
Me: Wouldn't you be grumpy if I called you at an odd hour when I knew you were sleeping?
Caller: But you already do.
Me: No, I don't. That's the thing. *hang phone up*
And another aggravation of mine are lines of communication- period. I don't think people really understand them. If I say that I'm never going to talk to you again, I mean it. It's not going to happen. Why be optimistic? On the other hand, if you say you're going to call, then call. That is my biggest pet peeve in the universe.
On a lighter note, I'm working today with Tracie, which will be fun. We decided to dress all snazzy for work today since there are a lot of people coming from other studios. Yes, the infamous Cruella DeVille is in town today doing her bi-yearly meeting with all the managers.
I also finally get to see Miss Fumo, and get to hear about her weekend. So, off I go. It's also the cruise in at the country club this evening. Maybe best friend and I will head over there in our.... mazda protege, or honda. I think the mazda will be a better bet. Once I have my law degree, I can shoot for my Audi TT. :-)
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| Wednesday, August 6th, 2003
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11:50 am - traveler's notebook
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I was reading in an older issue of Town and Country magazine about a part of Italy that I would love to travel to. (For those that are unfamiliar with magazines, Town and Country is a pretty well known magazine with articles on high-end travel, fashion, beauty, etc. in the US, but mostly abroad. It's up there with the likes of Vanity Fair, and happens to be one of my faves. :) ) Anyways, it talks about Umbria, the only completely landlocked region in central and southern Italy. The pictures are absolutely gorgeous, and attractions priceless. The sites have a very medieval monastery-type feel, even the four-star hotels. It's amazing to read that most of the owners have left the 13th century churches unrestored- roofless with amazing views.
Eventually, once I'm finished with undergrad as well as law school and settle down with a stable job, whether it be in corporate law or the financial field, I want to have a lot of time devoted to travelling. I'm intrigued by foreign countries, especially. At the Irish Fest, Franz was telling me about his honeymoon that him and his wife took to Asia. It sounded like an intriguing trip- he visited Tibet, walked the great wall, etc. etc. I want to enjoy that, and have someone to enjoy it with. I don't want to limit myself to staying in Ohio and never getting out. I could live here, yes, but at the same time I want to travel- a lot. I want to experience new things, see new things, and go everywhere. At the top of my list include Italy (especially Milan and southern Italy), France, London, and then of course, the Grand Cayman Islands. Staying in the United States, I would love to go to San Fran- I'm intrigued by the city based on what I've read, and I love L.A. NYC would be a frequent stop- you can't *not* like NYC. And of course, South Beach and Miami area.
There's an ambiance that all these places have that I have some sort of interest in. It's a different lifestyle, just like when people come up here they say it's different. I mean, even going up to Cleveland you feel like you're in a completely different world- it's not the same as Columbus, and that's the great thing about travelling.
Yet, the best place on earth is still the South. There's a feel down there that you don't get anywhere else, especially up North. And if you've never been down South, that should be next on your list. I'm not talking West Virginia, or even Kentucky. I'm talking deep South, in the heart of the Chattanooga. If you haven't went tubing down a river (whehter you've pulled your father down with you because he was lazy and just enjoyed sitting in the tube despite getting caught and stuck on rocks), or went riding in an open field at the fastest pace your horse could go, driven a 1500 pickup truck through the hills, endured the sightseeing and the warmth of small town, Southern people, or Atlanta traffic, laid on the beach until the sun sets- then you haven't lived.
Irish Fest note: to all the Dublin workers that I saw again, I'll join in your trend next year and bring my cowboy hat. The black one. :-P
Next on my list: The Southern States- Georgia, Arkansas, Florida, South Carolina, and Texas. I'm coming home y'all. :-)
current mood:  artistic
current music: Drive- Alan Jackson
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12:53 am - One quick dedication...
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These people made my smile, so I would like to dedicate songs to them- in specific, oldies, because I'm in an oldies mood:
Lissa, also known as 'lissabug'- The Foundations's "Build Me Up Buttercup"; for your kind words when you just called to say hi...
Chris- James Brown's "Play that Funky Music White Boy" because it's a damn good song; for your humorous words this evening...
Abby- Johnny Rivers's "Secret Agent Man"; for our secret missions at the Irish Fest...
Mr. A ;-) , The Shondells and Tommy James' "Crystal Blue Persuasion"; for solace...
Sarah, aka Stinkerbell, Aretha Franklin's "Say a Little Prayer for You"; for good luck with Burt, and my anticipation to hear the details...
Brooke, "If You're Going to San Francisco"; because I miss you and I'm thinking about you while you're in Cali...
Night all.
current mood:  sleepy
current music: Say A Little Prayer- Aretha Franklin
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12:15 am - Back...for real now.
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For a long time, I've been neglecting this journal. I've been trying to update it for awhile, and I just haven't had the time. I've been so busy lately, and I don't know what my deal is, seriously.
I've also been wanting to delete some of my entires just because I look back at them and realize they were just plain stupid. I suppose it would reflect the moment that I wrote it, but at the same time... wow. I guess I've grown.
Speaking of growing, I feel like I keep doing that. Growing in a lot of different ways. This past year, so far... it seems like it's gone by so fast. It's amazing to think that only a couple of months ago Brooke and I were celebrating new year's, and now Christmas is rapidly approaching. I'm not trying to be impatient and look too far in the future, but with working retail it's hard not to look ahead.
I don't have any regrets with anything that happened in my life. This spring was the best quarter I've had, as far as life in general, of any other quarter in school. I don't think I have ever been more content and happy.
This summer has been a whirlwind. It seems like I just jitter around from one thing to a next, class to work, and then dividing time between my friends as well as my family. For once, I would love not to work and have an open schedule... but at the same time, I find if hard not to work. I think the drive to work and to be better than what I already am is instilled in me. And it's not a bad thing.
And I look back at the summer so far, and though it could HARDLY match up to last summer whatsoever, it's been an adventure, as life always is. :-) July fourth was an awesome time with my best friend Brooke and her family, the day after was great with her and her uncle from Cali. It's always nice to know that other families are just like mine in many ways- they're different, yes, but they all have their individual quirks that make them so similar. I've been glad to share so many early afternoon lunches with Chris, who always enjoys hearing about what's going on in my life as well as adding his big brotherly advice. ;-) Karen, who I've enjoyed multiple chick flicks, random trips to the mall, ice cream and dinners. Adam and Sarah, who I can always count on to be there to make the trip to Easton just to enjoy the weather and enjoy Max and Erma's as well as Adam's goofy humor. Jenn, with her charisma and blunt humor, for Smith and Woolensky and nights out around Easton, as well as her sisterly love, comfort, and support- and I have to give her boy Jason for always giving me compliments on how nice I look! It makes me feel great.
I've become closer with coworkers, like our new manager Tracie- we bond over the shared love of the South, Cache tunes, visuals, and humor. Sarah and I have become closer too- we share similar coincidences in life, and we're able to equally provide each other with a friend, an ear, humor, clothes, and fashion advice.
Kelli and I have grown closer and then further apart. I respect her for the person she is, and I will always cherish her advice, no matter how terrible it may be (jk). Yet, due to mutual acquaintances, I have chosen not to see her as frequently. It has caused too much drama that I do not want to be a part of. Lissa and I have bonded over our mutual strength, our mutual eagerness to live without Kelli's drama, and of course, driving her Dad's boat. ;-)
I am really grateful to be hanging out with Kristen more. She has such a beauty and strength that really shows through her that she fails, or won't let herself see. She's one of the strongest people I've met, and she neglects to see how much her words and her outlook on life and on other people's life affects others, especially me. After the four and a half hour talk about faith, life, love, change- and everything, I have never felt so comforted and strengthened by someone.
And I also have to give a hand to my best buddy Jake. Though at times he can be a little bit annoying, and persistant for me to set him up with a sorority sister, he's Jake. I enjoy his humor, the fact that he just doesn't care about the petty things in life, and takes things as they come. He always says that he's not into looking at life very seriously, and you know what- he's right. He keeps me level headed about things, and it's nice to have him as my big brother because I know he's going to be there to make sure I'm okay and not getting hurt. Then there's Alex, Lauren, Lauren's brother Brandon, Jim and Kelly- who I enjoy with Jake's company.
And then to my best buddy Trouble- though I got to spend oodles of time with you at the Irish Fest (where Jeff and Pat were MIA), it was not enough time. Between mosh pits at the Flogging Molly show, as well as Seven Nations, Horn Girl, Kettle Corn, crazy crazy drunks, Capt. Ron and his skipper, Drew, Jean the driving machine, and raiding cocktail tents with fellow Coffman grads Sam and Steven, it was yet another fun year! Can't wait for next year! That, and I put in over 20 hours of community service, and it's always great to be told how much you're time is appreciated, especially if you have fun while you're helping! BTW, Chris and Rebecca... I'd better see you guys there next year! Coincidentally, I ran into Lewis in the same spot as I ran into him last year...
And of course, I miss a lot of people that I don't see that I consider a major part of my life- to list a few, Scuba Steve, my little Corin, my big Princess Amanda, Mega, Toy, James, Hannah and Erik. I love you all and miss you lots!
Faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. -Hebrews 11:1
As far as the daily rant goes, I have come to the conclusion that retail is a terrible way of life. It can drive you literally crazy because by the time Elizabeth got there, Tracie and I were going crazy. Between 10 special orders, with 4 unfilled because they were damaged, as well as high maintenance customers, shipment, and the store looking terrible and needing a definite face lift, we were on our feet all day. I think I had a 10 minute break for working a 6 hour shift, which is fine with me because I had to get things done. But at the same time, I don't understand how anyone can settle with working retail without becoming crazy. It's just as bad as the food industry. Between Kelli, Mike, and Lissa's stories, as well as personal experiences, I would never want to work in food either. It makes me excited to get into a field that I actually enjoy, and I love poli sci. :-)
I'm yearning to be down South. Kristen and I determined that the South is just a different world, and some people, though not born in the South but with it in their blood, have it engraved in their heart. I feel that way. I feel at home when I'm down in the South- I love my extended family, I love their quirkiness, I love their hospitality and their nature. I love horseback riding in the large open fields by the Chatahootchee River knowing that there isn't a city in site.
Yet, at the same time, both Kristen and I are also city girls. And on my closing thought, because I'm getting tired, all city girls have a little bit of country in them. Some may think otherwise, but someday in their lives they'll get in touch with it. :-) More later.
current mood: bouncy
current music: This Love -Maroon 5
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