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Spotted: Emergency?

Walking by Lake Avenue on my way to the library and spotted 3 firetrucks. Weird, huh.

Temptation.

Forever21 should be ashamed of itself. Here I am giving up shopping for Lent and it pulls this kind of crap?! Shame on you, FOREVER21. SHAME ON YOU.

** P.S. I’ll see you in April. ;) **

Spring Break Part 1: Relax and get fat

Yes, while everyone is off tanning at the beach, cruising, or having some other kind of time of their lives, I’m at home  lounging. I’m determined to start gaining about 50% of the weight I want to lose before bikini season. Okay, I’m kidding there. I’m never in shape for bikini season, let alone pretend to work out just for it.

So far, I’ve been to Redbox twice (Into the Air was pretty cute, Coco Before Chanel was OK), I’ve played guitar covers (Jay Sean, Justin Bieber, Jesse McCartney, the basics), sang karaoke, went to a comedy club with friends, hung out with the BF, fought with the BF, rewatched The Young Victoria online, ate more junk food…

Well, the list goes on. So far, Spring Break isn’t all it’s hyped up to be. But who am I kidding? I don’t think I’ve actually HAD a real vacation-going during Spring Break ever. Maybe next year. Meh, I’m not exactly the girls-gone-wild MTV Spring Break in Cancun type in the first place.

So, I’ve decided to do what I do best on Spring Break. Relax and get fat.

I’m more a homebody anyway. A Redbox-rent-a-day-junk-food-chick-flick-blogger-wallow-in-peace kind of girl. I think I may go to the library tomorrow though and check out a few novels.

I could be Jell-O.

In my experience, I find many young people, especially college young people, are always searching for something. But what exactly are we searching for?

The right school, the right classes, the right starting point, the right job, the right career?

I mean, are we looking for something long term, something stable? Or are we looking for something that’ll satisfy for the moment, there here-and-now.

It’s a wonder that so many of us go through life feeling incompetent. It is also another wonder why college is always sickeningly thought of as a place of “finding yourself.” But these are just thoughts.

**A note about the title** Because I’m a dork and I never go out, I have spent the past few days watching chick flicks. Among these includes one of my favorites: “My Best Friend’s Wedding.” This very hilarious quote comes from Cameron Diaz’s plea to Julia Roberts saying she can change, that she can mold into something someone needs. Whether this is true or not is up to debate. In my experience, I’m not sure I have ever really been Jell-O.

Bright star

I recently purchased Bright Star on DVD. The story is a biopic about the British Romantic Poet John Keats. Though Keats died at age 25 believing himself to be a failure, he is remembered as one of the greatest poets of his generation.

It was almost like stepping into a dream. I find most biopics set during 18th Century England beautiful, but Bright Star was so moving and so romantic. It makes you step outside your own life and almost examine it.

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art–
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth’s human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors–
No–yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow’d upon my fair love’s ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever–or else swoon to death.

See? This is why I am a silly girl.  I can’t see one romantic drama without getting all mushy and weepy at the end it. Don’t get me started on how I felt about The Young Victoria (which was also absolutely wonderful).

The Gospel: All Sing 2010

Tonight was the last night of All Sing 2010. For those of you who do not know, I participated in All Sing, UT’s annual choir competition (a major tradition), with the Baptist Collegiate Ministry (BCM). Our show was called “Do You Know the Man?,” a tribute to black gospel music.

BCM All Sing 2009 singing the Prince of Egypt

And honestly, it was such a great experience. Last year, I had such a blast being part of a team praising Jesus, and when November rolled around, I couldn’t wait to do it again. Though this year’s theme was very different and at times frustrating than years passed, it paid off.

All Sing is a campus wide competition featuring all the major sororities and fraternities. Because of this, BCM is the only non-Greek group which participates in All Sing. Talk about pressure! We had to compete with the best.

But there was one thing that really motivated us: our message. At one  of the last rehearsals, our director Rodney gave us a bit of inspiration. He said, “Of all the fraternities participating, we have the best message. Think about it, we really do.”

Sharing the gospel of Jesus Christ with the whole UTK community is a really motivating thing. Even though we’re all different, it was really cool to come together and share that experience.

And we did. We won!

- Best Male Soloist

- Best Large/Mixed group

- 1st Place Overall.

Praise the Lord!

All better.

Went to the hospital today and had meh procedure done. It was a pretty strange experiencing considering I’ve never been to the hospital before, but it was just like the movies. Got the embarrassing gown with the butt showing, cute little socks, got to lay down on a stretcher and watch a million people walk by as I waited for my turn. I had to get my arm stuck with an IV (ugh, not pleasant..considering I have tiny little veins).

I got sedated, which was kind of interesting (not that I could have taken notes or anything, haha). I just remember the doc saying, “All right. Let’s get you sleepy” and then I was awake in another room with my parents. Haha.

Good news is that I am A-OK. Nothing to worry about. I’d rather not publish too many details here, but all is well.

…Except the fact that I spent my last two days of freedom (before school starts tomorrow) laying around the house STARVING and SLEEPING. Boooooo.

That and Lane Kiffin dumped the Vols for USC. School is going to be SO interesting tomorrow. Ahahhahha, chaos.

Twitter.

Yes, I have one. Two, actually–though I’m only using one now (for school and such purposes). I’m not gonna lie, it’s hard keeping up with a Twitter. Updates on what you’re doing. All the time. Too often and you’re a Twitterwhore, too little and you CLEARLY have no life.

I mean, I’m not really an exciting person, so how many of my “140 character statuses” can be that interesting?

Well, I guess my owning a blog isn’t much evidence to my exciting life either, is it? haha.

But recently (due in part to J and D’s visit), I’ve actually been doing stuff. Thus, updating my Twitter. Who could imagine one little page in the internet universe summing up your abridged entire life? Meh, my thoughts on Twitter.

snow.

Shocking news report. It’s snowing outside.

And not just a flurry either! It’s full on Winter Wonderland complete with bad roads, frozen windshields, and people freaking out because it NEVER snows in Knoxville!

It’s remarkable that I managed to get home without a scratch. There were so many cars just kind of sitting in the middle of the road, not able to get up the hills. Luckily, I was close enough (went to Borders) to make it home safe! I’m glad I wasn’t on campus trying to get home!

Snow is simple. Isn’t it often used as a metaphor for starting over? It blankets everything in pure white goodness. Maybe it’s a sign, for me and people I know to just let go of whatever cold dark hard thing we’re latching onto. Let things change and let something else take over.

Snow is simple, isn’t it?

Entries got deleted.

Due to server and technological difficulties (all of which being David’s fault ahahah), a few of my entries were lost, boo hoo. I’m sorry I don’t remember exactly what they were all about, but I’m sure they were witty at the time.

Thanks,

Lindaaaaa