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Name: Angie
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Metro: Pittsburgh
Birthday: 1/18/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: reading, decorating, HGTV, scrapbooking, 1950's tv shows, writing, drawing, singing, Josh Groban, Jane Austen, Elton John
Expertise: English literature, art, education, editing & publishing, Bible, plus my side interests in sewing and graphic design.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
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AIM:  happydays118
Member Since:
10/26/2004
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| I just watched American Beauty. To say it was "really good" would be the understatement of the year. Weird, though, because I can't really say that I enjoyed it. If you haven't seen it, you should. (It's kind of like the modern-day setting for "Death of a Salesman," if that gives you any indication about the plot.) It's about a guy named Lester Burnham who is depressed, resigned to his ho-hum life, and married to a woman who is more concerned with her public image than anything else. His teenage daughter hates both her parents with a vengeance. I'm not telling the rest; you need to watch it.
Anyhoo, it really struck me because it addresses the whole underlying, unspoken question people ask about a quality life. What is a quality life? Is there anything more than a successful career and making other people think of you as an authority? Lester Burnham's wife scared me, honestly, because she was a driven career woman who was always dressed nicely and had a beautiful home. She even had garden gloves that matched the handles of her pruning shears. I guess what scared me is the fact that I am like that. I like everything to be matching and so-so. I guess American Beauty was a gentle shock that there is a lot more out there than that. The superficial seems so important at times, especially to those of us who shop at Pier 1.  The point of it all, I guess, is not to get caught up in the little things, because in the end it's all just stuff. It doesn't matter at all.
It was a good reminder.
Off to do homework. 
32 days to graduation!
 Angie
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| I just watched American Beauty. To say it was "really good" would be the understatement of the year. Weird, though, because I can't really say that I enjoyed it. If you haven't seen it, you should. (It's kind of like the modern-day setting for "Death of a Salesman," if that gives you any indication about the plot.) It's about a guy named Lester Burnham who is depressed, married to a woman who is more concerned with her public image than anything else, and who complacently resigns himself to his ho-hum life. His teenage daughter hates both her parents with a vengeance. I'm not telling the rest; you need to watch it.
Anyhoo, it really struck me because it addresses the whole underlying, unspoken question people ask about a quality life. What is a quality life? Is there anything more than a successful career and making other people think of you as an authority? Lester Burnham's wife scared me, honestly, because she was a driven career woman who was always dressed nicely and had a beautiful home. She even had garden gloves that matched the handles of her pruning shears. I guess what scared me is the fact that I am like that. I like everything to be matching and so-so. I guess American Beauty was a gentle shock that there is a lot more out there than that. The superficial seems so important at times, especially to those of us who shop at Pier 1. The point of it all, I guess, is not to get caught up in the little things, because in the end it's all just stuff. It doesn't matter at all.
It was a good reminder.
Off to do homework. 32 days to graduation!
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| I am like a wet puppy coming home, dragging my tail between my legs. Well, it's not quite that bad, but it has been months and months since I updated my xanga. I practically forgot I had a xanga.
Since I last wrote, my life has become a dizzying blur. I am graduating from Cedarville on May 5. I am very excited for that. I will miss a lot of things, but overall I am anxious to move on.
Michael and I are still together, and I love him more than I ever have. He is incredible. Hopefully I don't parade it around, but sometimes I think, "How did I get so lucky?" Lately we have only been around each other on the weekends, which really bites. I have so much going on during the week, though, that I am pushing the envelope to get 6 hours of sleep at night. Michael is so good to me through all the hoopla, though.
Right now we are looking at condo's. I think we found one that we like. He will move in first, and I will move in when we get married. Who knows when that will be.
I finished my internship at BTAS, too. It was a wonderful experience. I gained a lot of practical knowledge and skills there. I started a new job at Booz Allen Hamilton this week. I am incredibly excited about it, but a little trepidacious of the amount of work. This is going to be unlike anything I have ever done before.
I'm going to call mom before I go to class. yay.
Angie
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| how can I forget xanga for so long?
my life is so weird right now... graduating (but still studying part time for a year), working (full time- temporarily), dating (no one knows the time frame), and going to a bjillion weddings.
My job is amazing. I love graphic design. I love websites. I love proposal writing. I love marketing. And the people at work are awesome. I am making new friends both half my age (Michael's niece Kelsey) and twice my age (ladies at work who insist that they're not old enough to be my mom.)
Funny how things remind you of people?
I miss Susan a lot. What are we going to do after we graduate? I think of her when I see tea pots, Dr. Seuss books, Phantom of the Opera anything, Nalgene bottles, stuffed gorillas, and Disney princesses. Hopefully she'll hurry to Ohio soon.
I picked up a history journal at the library today because it had an article about Mary Todd Lincoln. (American Heritage Journal, or something like that) I've read lots of books about the Lincolns and finally decided that I don't think it was too smart for a president to attack his own country. Anyhoo, I still enjoy reading about it. This article describes a trunk full of letters written to and from Mary Todd Lincoln, found in a sealed trunk in someone's attic last year sometime. Supposedly it sheds light on her life during her widowhood, which is interesting.
Anyhoo, I hope you're still with me.
I turned the page after the Lincoln article, and there was another article about Historic 25th street in Ogden, UT. I have been there. I have stood where they took those pictures and eaten in the restaurants they mentioned. So yeah, it made me homesick for Utah. And to top it off, I talked with Anna Johnson after that perchance. Made me wish it were still last summer.
sigh.
But it's this summer. I have not been rock climbing, swimming, spelunking, or hiking like I did last summer. Goodness, I've hardly eaten an ice cream cone. At lease I didn't miss the fireworks!
Well, I should go. Sleepy sleep!
Ang
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| ... a real working girl! I'm sitting here in a black button down shirt waiting to leave for my new job. Yikes! Juggling class and work at the same time will be hard, but I think I can do it! This job actually involves the degree that I haven't finished yet. I'll basically do the comany newsletter and other print materials.
I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...
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