Aggie Princess

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Friday, December 12, 2003

I must say that I have had a beautiful couple of days. They have truely been dead days for me. Wednesday I went to Denise's wedding shower, hosted lunch at Rumors, went mall shopping with Bri, and hung out with my cool Legett gals. Yesterday I had lunch with Stephanie, drew a pretty picture, went to a free BBQ with April and Legett Hall and watched the Hot Chick with Michele. Surprisingly, the movie was not as bad as I thought. :-)

It is interesting how people's perspectives change during this time of finals. All of a sudden, life's big and little questions are answered in new ways. "It doesn't matter how I do on this final! When I grow up, no one is going to ask me how I did sophmore year in History!" "Grades don't go with me to Heaven! But, they do go with me to Law School..." Everyone stetches their outlook a few more years into the future. Imagining a future career, husband, family, goals. The little red marks on essays don't matter, the printed grade on scantrons don't matter, the key to the test is not the key to happiness. Jesus already paid it all! What are we trying to earn in school? >sigh< It is a vicious circle. Continuously trying to please teacher's expectaions so we can grow up to "be somebody." Well, I already am somebody! My name is Jaclyn Diane Mateos, and watch out because I am going places! I'm going to change the world! Beginning with Australia and Honduras. :-) Peace to you all. May you study hard and make the most of these finals. And remember, despite their name, finals do NOT have the final word. Only you do! ;-)
P.S. I added a new link to Michele's blog. She is the bomb, check it out!

Wednesday, December 10, 2003

So, those of you who were confused, my last post had no hostility in it. I just wrote it as a satire to be funny knowing that most of us have been in that situation before. :-)

Ah, if you have many finals to study for, please do not read the following. I only have two exams! Hey, can't blame me, I warned you not to read. haha. So, since today was officially the last day of school, we had a little party next door. Chilled, played Catch Phrase, watched Shrek. Then, we played Vikings! That was beautiful. Renata taught us how to play and she was so awesome at it. Ah ha! Then, Aerin turned up the music and we all danced in the room for a while. Poor Mike and Chad were surrounded by about 6 girls. "Hey, I'm not complaining," said Mike. It was fun stuff. We kept trying to make up moves and teach them, it was greatness.

Well, Denise's wedding shower is tomorrow. Woo-hoo! I still have to finish making her gift. >gulp< I'm making her and Yo one of those wire crosses like the one I have in my room. It is silver with clear beads. yay! Well, to my fellow Aggies and others, have fun studying for your finals while I kick back and relax for the rest of the week. Peace.

Monday, December 08, 2003

"My milkshake brings all the boys to my yard. That's right, mine's better than yours. [Dang] right, it's better than yours. I'd teach ya, but I'd have to charge. My milkshake brings..."

K, that song has just been in my head for the weekend, so I thought I'd share. So.

Don't you just hate it when you are eating at the cafeteria and you see this googly-eyed couple sitting near you? They're all lovey-dubey with not a single care in the world and you are sitting there choking on your potatos out of disgust. And, it isn't like you can turn your back or anything but you wish you could change tables or something because that couple is just straight in your line of vision. Sometimes it is great when they catch you looking at them (not because you want to but just because they are there. Every time you look up you see them and make that weird eye contact with them just because they are straight in front of you and you have no where else to look!) and they start acting more lovey as if to spite you, as if to put on a little show to impress you. "Honey bunches, let's show that person over there how much we love each other. Give me a kissy-wissy." And, not only that, but they are sitting on the same side of the table just so they can be closer together. You couldn't squeeze an atom between them if you tried! It isn't like they don't see each other much because you see this same couple reguarly. Always sitting on top of each other on the same side of the table staring into each other's eyes as if they were Picasso's paintings and stroking each other as if they didn't know what another human felt like. You want to go over there and shove that atom between them to add some space and tell them to get a room where no one is watching this horror of a lunch! That other people are trying to eat in peace! Then, after you speak to them, they stare back in shock. After a few seconds into the gaze, you gracefully turn around, pick up your tray, and leave as if you just gave the presidential address to the nation. And, you are a hero for saving all the other souls who had to put up with watching the lovey-dubey--life-would-be-hell-without-you couple eating together. Your name will go down in the history books for all time and songs of praise will be written and performed in your honor for the rest of eternity. The end.