<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:30:54.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ange's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-8596282972639269928</id><published>2008-11-16T20:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:04:46.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Comes with a Few Changes</title><content type='html'>I am so terrible at keeping this thing updated.&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S THE LATEST NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I got a job at Kumon. It's a tutoring company for children... Kindergarten through middle school, I believe. I grade papers of the early elementary children. I only work ten hours a week, Monday and Wednesday from 3-8. It's not a lot of hours, but it's enough. It gives me over 300 dollars a month than I had when I was unemployed!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;When I posted last, I was clearly very happy with the way life was turning out. Though not long after I posted, I had a freak out that lasted pretty much the month of October. No good. But lucky for me, my two favorite men, Jonathan and my brother, helped me out a bunch, though they may not know it. I'm not sure what, exactly, was my problem. I was doubting a lot of things that I never have before. I am still, a little, but not nearly as bad as I was in October. There are good days, of course, but there are also those inevitable bad days that are kind of a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;I was very excited to have Jonathan back for a week in late October. I hadn't seen in him exactly 35 days. ---&gt; way too damn long. ;) We had a lot of fun going out and seeing all of our friends. I think he misses the college life. And I have to admit, the "college life" isn't the same when he's gone. He is coming again on Friday! He will be with me in College Station for a few days before we leave for McKinney for Thanksgiving! EEK! I'm so excited to be going back to MacTown. It feels like I haven't been in FOREVER. And I'm even more excited to be taking Jonathan with me! :)&lt;br /&gt;My big brother and I have been having dinner weekly. I'm SO happy that he and I are on good terms again. I can even talk with him about... relationships!! *gasp!* I know. Never thought that would happen again. I'm not sure if he's completely okay with things yet, but he is making all kinds of effort, and so am I. It's good to have my friend back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much a sum of the past month. It's been a difficult one, but November is proving to be much better! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-8596282972639269928?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/8596282972639269928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=8596282972639269928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/8596282972639269928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/8596282972639269928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-terrible-at-keeping-this-thing.html' title='Fall Comes with a Few Changes'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-2754329366287269159</id><published>2008-10-03T23:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:05:05.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn it Around.</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, folks. It's time for another update.&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks have been tough... but this past one has been amazing. Lemme fill ya in. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick for a couple weeks. I've been on a brand of medication and have had some annoying side-effects to it. I was expected to feel a little sick for a few days, but it turned out to be more like two weeks. *_* I missed a whole bunch of school. Not good. I fell way behind in all of my classes and found myself not just trying to keep up, but catch up. Hard work. I stopped taking all the medication and began to feel better so I could keep working on school. It was very difficult and I kept finding myself being very unmotivated, simply because I was already so far behind... and the semester had just begun.&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan came to visit me for a week, and that was wonderful. He made me keep working at school, even thought I was ready to give up... again. And, having him here again, I was able to feel much more at ease with everything. It's simple. When he's here, I don't stress out like I do otherwise. I really enjoyed the time I got to spend with him. It felt like he never left. I missed him so much, and I was sooo glad to have him back for a while. :)&lt;br /&gt;SO! After he left, I had a thought. ...again. (haha) I don't want to sit on the couch stressing about school and life, and friends, and such anymore. That, my friends, is lame. After Jonathan went back to Roma, I spent a few days trying to catch up on school, and then I went out job searching. I figure when I'm busy and have a packed schedule, I'm more focused and serious about school and my priorities. I ran into a friend of mine while job searching and she told me about a position at her work. Long story short, I've been e-mailing her employer, and I start work on Monday. I turned it around. :)&lt;br /&gt;Last week I did nothing but school work. I caught up in Biology, History and Spanish. I just have a few more assignments and Chemistry is taken care of too. Last week was the best week (besides the week when I had Jonathan back, haha) that I've had in a long time. And here's why:&lt;br /&gt;I stopped being pathetic. I got up and made a change.  I was tired of sitting around and worrying. I knew that if I made a change and got a job it would help me organize my priorities. With a single step in the right direction, I automatically felt better. I wanted to keep going. Coming home to the apartment and working on homework wasn't the most entertaining thing to do, but all of a sudden I liked it. I liked the feeling of being productive. Every day I was happy simply because I was getting things done that needed to be done for a while. I turned it around.&lt;br /&gt;This week I went out to lunch with my brother... and I did last week too. We decided to make it a dinner date, once a week. I have my big brother back. :) I talked to him about things that we never have before, and even though we still have our differences about some things, I felt like through it all, we were still getting closer. I have my brother back, and I have my friend back, and I couldn't be happier.  We turned it around.&lt;br /&gt;So right now, life is really great. It could be better of course... ya know, with grades and such. But when I sit down and think about it, I think of all the ways God has blessed me this past week. I got a job. I'm catching up on school. I've talked to my mom nearly every day and I can feel her love and support. My brother and I are doing SO much better than we were a month ago, and it is the best feeling to have. Jonathan and I are getting closer and closer everyday, and I am so lucky to have him in my life... supporting me, caring for me and encouraging me everyday. This week has been fantastic. Not to mention, Tara is in for the weekend, and I'm looking forward to spending some time with her again. I've missed her too. Yeah, it's been great. Thanks God. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-2754329366287269159?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/2754329366287269159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=2754329366287269159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/2754329366287269159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/2754329366287269159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/10/turn-it-around.html' title='Turn it Around.'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-6683473995942028083</id><published>2008-09-06T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T17:06:48.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Excpet It.</title><content type='html'>So life is still changing at rates which seem to be about a mile a minute, and I wish it would take a break and chill so I can catch up. It's been a crazy month, and a very long one at that.&lt;br /&gt;I've started classes at Blinn... and I'm not too excited. I've pretty much excepted the fact that I need to be there if I'm ever going to get back at A&amp;amp;M. I need to be there and do well for a semester (maybe two) and hopefully I can return to life as an Aggie. I hate being at Blinn and feel almost like I've lessened myself to attend school there... but I'm kind of out of options at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend moved last month. We weren't together long before he left and it makes it a little harder to be apart. He'll be coming on Friday, the 12th, for a ten day visit and I'm very excited to see him. It will be a month (to the day) since I have seen him last, and it feels much, much longer. I'm finding myself becoming more and more attached to him every day.  It's kind of weird, because we weren't supposed to be together in the first place... I joke about it, I'm not sure if he finds it as amusing as I do! It does cause some problems though. I feel like I have to choose between my family and people I consider family, and my boyfriend. Not exactly a decision that I'm "itching" to make. I wish they could just be happy for me and not judge my relationship. Jonathan makes me so happy, and I finally feel like I'm worth something to a guy... not just a piece of ass. I wish they could see that. My parents say in time they will, but I'm not holding my breath.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a whole new group of friends... and they are all completely awesome. I feel like I'm being pushed away from my old group, but to this new one, I'm called the life of the party. :) It's a good feeling to know that people want me around. When I came to College Station, it was assumed that I was going to be apart of a certain group, and I never really had the chance to find my own niche. Well here, I've found one. It's nice to know that I was/am able to go out and meet people without supervision. However, I think that's part of the problem with the before mentioned family and friends. I miss my old group alot, but while all this is going on, I'd rather not be around the people talking smack... no matter how much I love them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep with with school and keep my grades up so I can go back to where I belong because Blinn is SO not for me, I'm trying to keep up with Jonathan and not miss him as much as I do... and that's not going well because lets face it, he's pretty much perfect and who wouldn't miss him?! and I'm trying to keep up with my old friends and still hang out with my new ones. And I'm trying to get people to stop passing judgment until they know what everything is really about. It's just been a crazy, emotional, and very sloowww month.&lt;br /&gt;So I realize this was kind of an emo post, but it's all things that needed to be said. And considering somehow within the past year, confrontation has begun to scare the mess out of me, I'm hoping the people that need to read this will, and then they'll finally see where I'm coming from. Love you guys and I miss you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-6683473995942028083?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/6683473995942028083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=6683473995942028083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/6683473995942028083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/6683473995942028083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-excpet-it.html' title='Just Excpet It.'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-4129167516876519784</id><published>2008-08-05T00:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:28:19.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My List</title><content type='html'>Alrighty guys. I know it's been forever... again... but it's been a complicated summer!&lt;br /&gt;Back in May, I saw a list on Jordan's blog that she had made of things that she had noticed about herself when she actually sat down and thought about them. It seemed like a pretty cool idea. I wanted to see what I could learn about myself... things that I would never pick up on. Some were kind of deep and thoughtful, some not so much. (apparently that's the idea) So I tried. ... and then I posted the freakishly long list on here. ... and then it was deleted. But, before I had posted the list, I had hand written it-- that's just how I do things. I just found the list tonight that I had made in May and when I reread it, I noticed that alot of the things on there are different! I've changed, even since May!&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm making a new one. Some I'm keeping, some I'm tossing. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Music of any kind is the best thing to ever happen to this world.&lt;br /&gt;2. I text to an unhealthy extent&lt;br /&gt;3. I smile in the mirror before I leave the house every time because that's what my mom does, and that's what her father did.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love working out, but I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;5. What I want most is to love and be loved back.&lt;br /&gt;6. Religion is too often used as a scare.&lt;br /&gt;7. Friends can come and go, but your siblings you're stuck with. And I'm cool with that. I love him even when I'm mad at him... or in this case, when he's mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;8. The world would be screwed with out history teachers.&lt;br /&gt;9. Nick-names are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;10. Facebook is the best thing EVER.&lt;br /&gt;11. I spent seven years in band and I can still sing better than I can play the clairnet... and I can't keep time.&lt;br /&gt;12. Driving in the rain is relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;13. I still watch Disney movies.&lt;br /&gt;14. Antarctica looks gorgeous, and I want to go.&lt;br /&gt;15. In highschool I thrived on confrontation, now the thought of it makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;16. I get a second wind at about 11pm and will go until 3am.&lt;br /&gt;17.  Ignorance really can be bliss!&lt;br /&gt;18. I've never really understood the whole glass half empty/full thing. Wouldn't it depend on how much liquid was in the glass to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;19. The wise count their blessing, the foolish their problems.&lt;br /&gt;20. Even though I've pretty much screwed the pooch with school, I'm so much happier now than I was in May.&lt;br /&gt;21. The Aggie Ring is the sexiest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;22. Everything happens for a reason- cliche, but true.&lt;br /&gt;23. I like punctuation.&lt;br /&gt;24. Black women quotes are HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;25. I'm like a sponge, I'm constantly drinking something!&lt;br /&gt;26. Elephants are fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;27. I'm pretty easily amused.&lt;br /&gt;28. Respect is an issue.&lt;br /&gt;29. Pictures are beautiful. All of them.&lt;br /&gt;30. I'm a terrible hostess. I just expect my friends to be comfortable in my house.&lt;br /&gt;31. I'm weird with dates. I remember the pointless ones.&lt;br /&gt;32. You get the best of both worlds with sunshowers.&lt;br /&gt;33. Why stay in one place when you can see the world?&lt;br /&gt;34. I'm too sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;35. Risks. You've gotta take 'em.&lt;br /&gt;36. I no longer hate men. ;)&lt;br /&gt;37. Bright colors make life pretty.&lt;br /&gt;38. I get jealous of things, and I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;39. I hate school, but I love being an Aggie.&lt;br /&gt;40. I am happy with the way things are going... though maybe also slightly scared. c'est l'vie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-4129167516876519784?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/4129167516876519784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=4129167516876519784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/4129167516876519784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/4129167516876519784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-list.html' title='My List'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-4599455282455518609</id><published>2008-05-16T15:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:25:41.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend Ashley.</title><content type='html'>So my good friend Ashley was unaware that I had a blog, and when she found out, she demanded I make an entry dedicated to her.&lt;br /&gt;So here we have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Ashley:&lt;br /&gt;is demanding.&lt;br /&gt;is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;is a junior business major at Southwestern University in Georgetown, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;enjoys ... me?? wtf??? (she's dictating my post)&lt;br /&gt;also enjoys chocholate covered strawberries, baking, going to the lake, cookies... etc.&lt;br /&gt;hangs out at her house. (where her suitcase has exploded all over the place)&lt;br /&gt;cleans her boyfriends apartment for him.&lt;br /&gt;has a thing for guys named Zack/h.&lt;br /&gt;has dated two gay guys.&lt;br /&gt;keeps getting jobs with children, but doesn't exactly like them much.&lt;br /&gt;likes green.&lt;br /&gt;likes to preform cup checks.&lt;br /&gt;graduated sixth in her highschool class.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't know the difference between animated girls and boys.&lt;br /&gt;graduates in December of OhNine.&lt;br /&gt;was the murderer in a Murder Mystery party.---Twice.&lt;br /&gt;thinks that her car is her most prized possession-- along with her beautiful necklace.&lt;br /&gt;is often the voice of reason.&lt;br /&gt;likes Playdoh.&lt;br /&gt;has been a fake prostitute.&lt;br /&gt;was the Drum Major of the highschool band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and that's my friend Ashley. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-4599455282455518609?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/4599455282455518609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=4599455282455518609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/4599455282455518609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/4599455282455518609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-friend-ashley.html' title='My Friend Ashley.'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-8126300748294405511</id><published>2008-05-13T00:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T01:21:02.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Selective Filtering</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't it be great if we could filter out what we wanted to remember and what we wanted to forget?  How awesome would that be??&lt;div&gt;Then we could garentee that we would remember things that we needed to. I think that woud come in handy quite often.  I'd never fail a test, always get things done on time, and never have those randomly stupid moments that come far too frequently.   And on the other hand, if we don't like something, we just forget about it, and botta-bing, it never existed. It makes the whole "forgive and forget" concept much easier. &lt;div&gt;But then again, you'd have to be careful using your selective filtering.  Alot of things that could be chosen to be forgotten, something positive might actually come from it.  A lesson to be learned, a point to be made... something along those lines. If we purposly and knowingly forget the bad things in life, in the long run we could have missed out on something great. (I'm personally a believer in everything happens for a reason, and that way we would have possibly missed the reason). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's just a thought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually think that we kind of do already do a bit of filtering without realizing it. We tend to block things out that we aren't exactly a fan of, and remember for ages the things that we loved before.  Just with this concept it would be much more intentional... like we have a say in what we remember and what we don't, and as soon as we take that say, the problems are over. Forget about studying, you will remember the material, forget about worrying over an issue, just choose to block it out and you no longer have a problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... I just think it would be an interesting ability. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-8126300748294405511?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/8126300748294405511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=8126300748294405511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/8126300748294405511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/8126300748294405511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/05/selective-filtering.html' title='Selective Filtering'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-5064365975242158115</id><published>2008-05-11T01:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:11:40.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it has been so long since I last posted.  I didn't really intend to keep putting it off, but you know, things come up.  And when things weren't up, I didn't have anything to talk about that I wanted to put on the Internet.  So here we are, it's been three months and there is much to update...&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had another hard semester, and I'm having to really figure out what I want to do.  It's a complicated decision that is driving me absolutely crazy, but inevitable one at that.  I've never been any good at decision making... it's a hassle.&lt;br /&gt;I've had some changes in friendships during the course of the semester.  I've met some good ones and even lost some close ones.  I always try to remember that people change.  It's college, these are the times you're supposed to change (or so I've heard.)  I am a little upset that that I lost a few friends, but it's just the way things go.  I'm glad I met the people that I have and I'm excited that I am starting to get to know some better.&lt;br /&gt;I've had more drama in the "guy department" in these past two months than I've ever had. It's insanely complicated. I've been getting alot of grief over all my "boyfriends" when really, I haven't had a relationship in over a year.  It is nice to have what is commonly referred to as "my boys," but that can just come with more problems.  I really have no business being in a relationship right now, but I'd have to admit that it would a refreshing change of pace and nice to have that reassurance that not all guys are dogs... because lately, that's all they've seemed to be.&lt;br /&gt;My good and close friends are absolutely amazing and have really helped me out throughout the course of the past few months.  It feels good to be able to rely on some of them if I need to, and it's good to also be there when they need me.  We're cool like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you have it, just a simple update.  Things can go deeper, but I'll keep all that for other posts... Can't waste it all on my returning one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-5064365975242158115?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/5064365975242158115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=5064365975242158115' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/5064365975242158115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/5064365975242158115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/05/updating.html' title='Updating'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-7397785967240612195</id><published>2008-02-26T20:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T20:41:53.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Beautiful, It's True!</title><content type='html'>I love relating songs or song titles to my entries!!&lt;br /&gt;So, I feel the need to make a very light post after that last one. Unfortunately, I have absolutely no idea what today's post should have in it. I have nothing profound, or insightful, and nothing that's caused me to do an insane amount of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;But, I have come up with something, however lame it may be...&lt;br /&gt;I was talking with a friend of mine last Wednesday and they were telling me about how during their day, they were able to find beauty in everything they saw. They told me that I should give it a try the next day, just see what I can find. So I looked. ...and looked. ... And looked again.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I came up with. You can't up and go look for things that have "beauty". It's not a freaking game of hide and seek.  Different things are considered beautiful for different people. Everything around you is beautiful in some way, it's just a matter of if you recognize it or not. Don't look for it. You're more than likely to miss it all. It's the little things throughout the day that make you smile are the beautiful ones (and like I said, things that make a person smile are different for each of us) ... but if you focus hard on trying to find it, it will pass you by and you'll have missed something... well, for lack of better word, beautiful.  Keep an eye out for those moments you find you're enjoying being in/see happening but don't block things out trying to find something with beauty.&lt;br /&gt; There you have it. That's all I got for you today, folks.  Catch ya next time! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-7397785967240612195?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/7397785967240612195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=7397785967240612195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/7397785967240612195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/7397785967240612195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/02/youre-beautiful-its-true.html' title='You&apos;re Beautiful, It&apos;s True!'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-1984212518645375971</id><published>2008-02-20T00:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:13.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Be Honest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R7z8IWYQr0I/AAAAAAAAABI/hJzke6a-Acs/s1600-h/billyjoel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169283692690976578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="245" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R7z8IWYQr0I/AAAAAAAAABI/hJzke6a-Acs/s320/billyjoel.jpg" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's one fifteen in the morning, and a perfect time for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;The week has been... interesting. Several things have happened since I last posted that have made me start thinking about honesty. Events from the weekend when I visited Jordan in Denton, and especially here lately back in C-Stat have gotten me thinking how truly important being honest really is. Every one knows that they should be honest, our parents got that one through when we were really young, but how many of us really are? While talking about this with a friend, I was told I needed to hear the Billy Joel song, Honesty. I downloaded it, and thought it fit in pretty well. ...In case you were wondering why there is a giant picture of Billy Joel on this post.&lt;br /&gt;For example, someone can get suckered into almost anything if they aren't honest about how they feel. (I'm not speaking from personal experience so much on this one, I'm just speculating). Too many people are too scared to speak about how they feel and end up doing something that they will regret later. I'm personally one of those people who think that if you're not honest about things, it can physically make you sick. (It's happened to me on several occasions because I was too stressed out and worried about what people would think.) But now I'm realizing more and more, who cares what people think?? It's the way it is, and people shouldn't (and hopefully won't) judge another on a simple opinion, so what harm can being honest do?&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is, that's not the only reason why people aren't honest. Some people don't want to lose something because they are being honest, some want to gain something else by being dishonest; there are so many reasons why people choose to act the way they do, but they just become unreal with themselves and the people they are dealing with. But whatever the reason may be, it's not worth being fake over.&lt;br /&gt;Just be honest. Tell people what they have a right to know. Tell people what you have a right to think. But most importantly, tell yourself what you have a right to feel.&lt;br /&gt;This entry was mainly about being honest with the people around you, but if you're not honest with yourself, that may be slightly difficult. Take care of yourself, and let people know what's on your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-1984212518645375971?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/1984212518645375971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=1984212518645375971' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/1984212518645375971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/1984212518645375971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-be-honest.html' title='Just Be Honest'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R7z8IWYQr0I/AAAAAAAAABI/hJzke6a-Acs/s72-c/billyjoel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-7393030164362896885</id><published>2008-02-13T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:31:21.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It Was Just a Door</title><content type='html'>The past couple of days have been pretty rough. Not sure why (so don't ask me) but I haven't been in the best of moods. But tonight it hit me. I've been all upset over something that really doesn't matter. Sure, it sucks, but is it really going to make that much of a difference in the end?&lt;br /&gt;I was walking around the mall eariler this evening thinking about all this, and actually wishing I had my laptop, so I could plop down right there and type all this up. Unfortuanately, I couldn't do that, so we'll see how much I can put in now.&lt;br /&gt;When I walked in Dillards from the parking lot, I held the door open for a man, probably in his early 60s. He looked shocked, then turned to me and said, "thanks, you're a real 'gentalwoman'." Some people just look at you and smile, (which is fine) but this guy took the time to say something. Here I am being all upset over things, when all it took was one nice gesture to someone else to realize how lame I was being. It doesn't matter what bad things are going on at the moment, all that really matters is doing something nice (how small it may be) for someone else, to turn your day around. It doesn't make a whole lot of sense here, now, but there was just a way he said it that made me feel like he really appreciated a simple door opening. It made me feel that although it was small, I had helped someone out, and all of a sudden the small issues I've been annoyed with seemed much, much smaller.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird. It was just a door....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-7393030164362896885?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/7393030164362896885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=7393030164362896885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/7393030164362896885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/7393030164362896885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-was-just-door.html' title='It Was Just a Door'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-2226126091808989453</id><published>2008-02-05T18:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:57:14.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Post!</title><content type='html'>So I originally was going to do this post around first of the year- not a month and five days later. Eh, well. Things come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the start of the year, I am noticing/changing a few things. I've never been into the whole 'New Years Resolution" thing much, (I've always said New Years Resolutions are just another thing to be broken throughout the year, because cm'on, who actually can go until the December 31st and keep it up??) but I've decided to give it a try this year. My resolution for 2008 is to keep this sucker up with the interesting things that I've noticed, epiphanies that I've had, and things I've learned. Might as well, right? I really can't think of anything better to use this space for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I've go so far: (and this hit more around the first of the year) it's always nice to surround yourself with people you know you're comfortable around. Well, duh! Right?? This has all been reestablished for me after ski trip, and again after Kevin's weekend a few weeks ago, and of course here and there throughout the weeks. I've known for a while that I'm friends with some pretty kick ass people, but lately, it's a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j9ribQ47I/AAAAAAAAAAs/c7JEEOQGprs/s1600-h/Kevin%27s+Weekend+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j9ribQ47I/AAAAAAAAAAs/c7JEEOQGprs/s320/Kevin%27s+Weekend+059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163655897197634482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lmost been overwhelming. I haven't been this happy and drama free in a LONG time. It's refreshing, actually. Every time we get together, whether it;'s just 5 or 6 of us for lunch, or 25 for Kevin's homecoming ;) I know that it's going to be a freaking blast, and I will leave with sore abs from laughing so hard. Classes this semester are equally as hard as last semester, but it's nice to be able to set that aside and be able to hang out with real, down to earth people. And for those of you from MacTown *coughJORDANcough*, you haven't been replaced, you've just been added on to. Besides, you know you want to transfer to A&amp;amp;M... it's WAY better than UNT anyway! ;) It looks like I have found my niche in Aggieland. :)&lt;br /&gt;I've also met a few people this semester from classes, and just randomly around campus. There's one thing I like about A&amp;amp;M. You can be anywhere on campus and have a single conversation with someone, introduce yourself, and a few hours later, wind up friends on Facebook! The campus is huge, and yet, it seems like everyone knows everyone. In the words on Walter, "I LOOOVEEE IT HEEEERRRRE!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-2226126091808989453?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/2226126091808989453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=2226126091808989453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/2226126091808989453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/2226126091808989453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2008/02/belated-post_4081.html' title='Belated Post!'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j9ribQ47I/AAAAAAAAAAs/c7JEEOQGprs/s72-c/Kevin%27s+Weekend+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-6021970757001041722</id><published>2007-11-26T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T22:38:15.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>J-J-Jaded</title><content type='html'>Ever hear that song by Aerosmith, Jaded? I hadn't until about last spring, when a friend told me I was "Jaded." I didn't know what it meant, so I was told to simply listen to the song.  Here's my understanding: You can only go so far with something before your breaking point. You work hard at this something, and then when you realize that not much progress is being made, that burden you've been carrying is suddenly gone.  Now, I know that there are many different views of the term, but I'm sure at some point, they all boil down to the same thing- simple indifference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how this all applies.  I used to find a negative connotation with the term.  But now, I realize that being "jaded" isn't necessarily that negative.  It relieves stress and pressure, allowing you to focus on what really matters. -- So long as you're not "jaded" with important things that will end up carrying you far.  I'm guessing at this point it's all based on whatever situation or predicament you're in.   I've been thinking on this probably since I was told I was "jaded" but it wasn't until today that it all started becoming clear... and at times, much more confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concept here: Focus on what really matters. Don't become jaded against the things that you need in life, because if you do, you're pretty much screwed in the end. There are some things that you have to care about.  But, if you find yourself focusing on things that really shouldn't have that much influence in the way you live, then just let it go.  (I'm pretty sure that's why my fortune cookie says on Facebook. Let it Go.) Become jaded, if you will.  Don't be a hero, take care of what you need to and nothing else until you are completely satisfiedwith what you've done already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to know what you guys think about this.  Any other forms of "Jaded" out there??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-6021970757001041722?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/6021970757001041722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=6021970757001041722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/6021970757001041722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/6021970757001041722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/11/j-j-jaded.html' title='J-J-Jaded'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-3724622515167064626</id><published>2007-11-24T23:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:19:24.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Needed Break</title><content type='html'>~Got out of school Tuesday afternoon after my Sociology exam. Hung out with Tara, Andrew and Stephen and later Codie and Cameron joined us. Afterward, Codie and Cameron came back to my place and we hung out here until the wee hours of the morning!! Good fun!&lt;br /&gt;~Wednesday was filled getting ready for the parents to come and with Codie and I painting overalls! We spent hours on the kitchen floor painting and watching Tila Tequila!  Oh good old MTV reality shows!&lt;br /&gt;~Wonderful Thanksgiving with the parents and Andrew.. haha and Senor Cafe, although we were confused as to WHEN exactly he was coming, so we ate without him... oops!! :/&lt;br /&gt;~We BTHO t.u!!! AAAA!!!  Good fun! I was SOO excited that we pulled out a win, as I'm sure, the other 88,000 people in Kyle Field were!!! Afterwards, we went back to my place and watched Andrew and my Dad dunk their rings! ...Very entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;~Saturday, went to lunch with Senor Cafe at Blue Baker. Very fun, however very cold!!  Later, I said goodbye to the parents when they finally left, and then headed back to the apartment for some studying and whatnot. Later, Tara, Andrew, Stephen, Heather, and Marshall came over to watch Robin Hood!  hehe...&lt;br /&gt;~Today has been filled with pictures and Chemistry. Good, good fun... haha...&lt;br /&gt;Good break.  Very successful in all, and now it's back to the harsh reality to school. Bah. All good things must come to an end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-3724622515167064626?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/3724622515167064626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=3724622515167064626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/3724622515167064626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/3724622515167064626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/11/much-needed-break.html' title='Much Needed Break'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-5121094519710366288</id><published>2007-11-19T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:21:03.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aggie Ring and Pictures</title><content type='html'>~Had a good weekend. Bro got his Aggie Ring on Friday. I think it's safe to say we are all proud of him.&lt;br /&gt;~Hung out with the parents Tara, Andrew and Ashley on Saturday. We always seem to enjoy ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;~Spent all day yesterday studying for Chemistry. I hate the darn class, and I can't wait for the first semester of it to be over with.&lt;br /&gt;~Enjoyed walking all over campus today with Codie taking pictures of things that make A&amp;amp;M beautiful. Check 'em out on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;~Had a blast getting my nails done with Codie and Tara. Fun girls' activity- as always!&lt;br /&gt;~Enjoyable evening- reading, going through pictures, and flipping back and forth from a football game to MTV reality shows!&lt;br /&gt;~Excited that I only have one test standing between me and my break. I'm almost there....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-5121094519710366288?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/5121094519710366288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=5121094519710366288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/5121094519710366288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/5121094519710366288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/11/had-good-weekend.html' title='Aggie Ring and Pictures'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-7186686641023088028</id><published>2007-11-15T15:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T15:41:47.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY Week!</title><content type='html'>WHAT A WEEK....&lt;br /&gt;*Had a great weekend when Ashley came to visit.&lt;br /&gt;* We (Ashley, Tara, Andrew and myself) spent over two hours at Rosa's on Friday laughing and "discussing" random things. I was stressed out that day about something, and I was glad to be able to just relax with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;*Saturday we hung out with the mother- she was in town for Aggie Mom's Fish camp. We had dinner with her and about 500 other Aggie Moms. I think she had a good time making some friends and hangin' our with us kids.  Afterwards, we went to see the Bee Movie. Very funny- I highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;* The week has been so stressful. I've had alot of work to do... and I have two tests at the beginning of next week. On the bright side, I am done-absolutely done- with Chemistry labs for this semester. I have my final in two weeks-- if its as easy as the midterm was then I'm in great shape!!&lt;br /&gt;* The week hasn't been the easiest, but hopefully things will shape up and turn out alright. Fingers crossed, and now all I can do is work for it...&lt;br /&gt;*Thankful for all my friends that have put up with me and helped me out this week... They're all amazing!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-7186686641023088028?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/7186686641023088028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=7186686641023088028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/7186686641023088028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/7186686641023088028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/11/crazy-week.html' title='CRAZY Week!'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-2482269482394097927</id><published>2007-11-07T21:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:46:55.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Nights</title><content type='html'>~Had several late nights this week, but they were worth it. Late night hangouts/conversations are always pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;~Cold walk on the way to class. Delightful.&lt;br /&gt;~Running into someone that I haven't seen in many years. She recognized me outside of the MSC and stopped to talk. As it turns out, we went to daycare together... Small world!&lt;br /&gt;~Enjoyable time at PBF- as usual.&lt;br /&gt;~Coming home and getting a few things done... then I fell asleep and missed my Geography class. I knew I was tired, but goodness!!&lt;br /&gt;~Realizing that I only have two lab classes left for Chemistry, and the second one is the final!!  ...These two weeks are going to go by too slowly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-2482269482394097927?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/2482269482394097927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=2482269482394097927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/2482269482394097927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/2482269482394097927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/11/late-nights.html' title='Late Nights'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-8638516039083652719</id><published>2007-11-04T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:03:35.207-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Lovely Weekend</title><content type='html'>~Getting to go to McKinney this weekend was amazing. I didn't exactly plan it, sort of decided around eleven o'clock Thursday night, and Friday morning I was on my way back to McKinney.&lt;br /&gt;~Had fun at the Lions football game. Got to see some old friends- always fun.&lt;br /&gt;~I was able to go to Cory's Eagle Ceremony. I didn't know I was necessarily wanted there, so it was nice to get the invite and then see Cory at the ceremony. He's worked hard, and finally able to get his Eagle, and I'm glad I was there to see it.&lt;br /&gt;~Spent about six hours at Starbucks Saturday night. Did homework for a few hours, which was nice. Glad to feel productive. It's a start. Later, I had some company when Mr. Brown came. We talked for a long time, as usual. The girl that worked there had to remind us that they had already closed... so we had to leave. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;~Talked to Stephen for a while online. Very much enjoyable. It was really helpful. I needed a good reality check.&lt;br /&gt;~I was able to go to lunch with some friends Sunday. Zack, Fatty, Diane, Cory and Chris Kelley all came. It's a good bunch, and a reunion just isn't right with out good ol' Tin Star!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was wonderful. I was able to relax and get away from the stresses at school. I almost didn't want to come back. Then, when I got on highway six coming into Bryan, I was SO glad to be home. I absolutely love it here and have promised myself to work harder and not run away again!!It's just to0 wonderful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-8638516039083652719?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/8638516039083652719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=8638516039083652719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/8638516039083652719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/8638516039083652719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-lovely-weekend.html' title='What a Lovely Weekend'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-3809885164036658444</id><published>2007-11-01T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T00:46:14.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween and School</title><content type='html'>~The week has been crazy busy with tests/meetings/friends...etc. I've been very stressed out for the past few days, and I'm hoping things will wind down soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~It was good to hang out with some friends last night at Tara's for a small Halloween party. It's a good group. We watched the Exorcist and ate some yummy treats. It was a nice, relaxing night with the whole bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Yesterday was absolutely hilarious. I loved watching the people who decided to dress up in costume walk around campus. It's good to know that you can never grow out of the Halloween spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~School is seriously killing me. I knew it was going to be hard, but I wasn't expecting it to be like this. I'm praying that things will turn out in my favor come the end of the semester, but at the moment, it's not looking too good. While I'm enjoying being here and meeting the people I have... I'm still struggling. In the end, it's all about school, not the people or the place, really.  So, I'm having trouble balancing things and keeping them in order. Something else to work on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-3809885164036658444?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/3809885164036658444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=3809885164036658444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/3809885164036658444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/3809885164036658444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-and-school.html' title='Halloween and School'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-5446172573342040072</id><published>2007-10-28T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T10:58:52.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Football and Coffee</title><content type='html'>~Had a good time at the football game on Saturday regardless of the setbacks before hand. ...not to mention the Ags losing for the first time at Kyle Field all season. ...Surprisingly, still had an enjoyable game.&lt;br /&gt;~Glad to see some people I hadn't for a while. Good to actually make contact with them- hadn't done that in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;~Good times hanging out after the game and watching Blazing Saddles with some UCMers.&lt;br /&gt;~Got to hang out with the parents, Andrew, Tara and Codie for a bit yesterday afternoon. Always amusing!&lt;br /&gt;~Spent three hours in tutoring for Chemistry. --This test is going to be much harder than the last, and here's hoping I'm ready for it. Guess I'll just have to wait and see...&lt;br /&gt;~Went to a coffee shop afterwards with Andrew, Tara and Stephen. Cool place- I had never been. I didn't get much studying done there though.  Wasn't really in the mood. After being at 4.0 and Go I was kind of over it.  However, when I got home I was up a few more hours kicking my Chemistry book and then reading some... Kick, read, kick, read... Kind of the pattern for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I love Chemistry!! ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-5446172573342040072?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/5446172573342040072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=5446172573342040072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/5446172573342040072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/5446172573342040072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/10/football-and-coffee.html' title='Football and Coffee'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-2905208616461229305</id><published>2007-10-27T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:24:44.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lateness and Bummed</title><content type='html'>Late post for the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;~Good day hanging out with the friends. One of my friends of high school is in town. It's really nice to see him around campus. He seems to be enjoying himself and fits in well. Unfortunately, he doesn't have plans to attend A&amp;amp;M next year, but we'll keep working on it! Maybe we can change his mind! ;)&lt;br /&gt;~Fun group for Bible Study. I'm not one for large groups. Don't seem to do well in them. This bunch was nice and cozy. However, next week should have a bigger turn out and it shouldn't be too bad!&lt;br /&gt;~Had a good time hanging out before Midnight Yell. However, I received some bad news that a friend that I had been looking forward to seeing, wasn't going to be able to make it down this weekend. Bummed me out. I wasn't in the best of moods for Midnight Yell. Sorry to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;~Now, it's just time to continue hanging out with the friends in hopes that I, eventually, will get over whatever it is that I'm upset about. Life's too short to be bummed about the little things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-2905208616461229305?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/2905208616461229305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=2905208616461229305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/2905208616461229305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/2905208616461229305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/10/lateness-and-bummed.html' title='Lateness and Bummed'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-799440959432397043</id><published>2007-10-24T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:55:50.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness and Friends</title><content type='html'>Wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed my walk to class, as always. Nothing beats being bundled up on the way to an 8am and still feeling the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;Had a good time talking with Stephen before PBF. And then when everyone else arrived, enjoyed talking and laughing with them. I do love the UCMers!&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have my laptop fixed! It's no longer ghetto!&lt;br /&gt;Loved talking with Tara for a while. Where would I be without her?? ...Probably lost somewhere! :)&lt;br /&gt;Had fun going to the mall with Codie for some quality shopping time! I found out how much money I had extra, so I had to splurge... just this once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a good day. This weekend will be alot of fun too, and I can't wait for things to start rolling. I have alot to look forward to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-799440959432397043?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/799440959432397043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=799440959432397043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/799440959432397043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/799440959432397043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/10/wonderful-day.html' title='Happiness and Friends'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6645049603367414216.post-540688991600856189</id><published>2007-10-23T12:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:02:28.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Weather, Great Friends, and School</title><content type='html'>Well this is interesting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started a blog because they come highly recommended by a few friends to help reflect on things. I have completely fallen out of the online journal type things, but I'll give this a shot. See how far I can take it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately things have been amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is changing and I'm absolutely loving it. I walk everyday from my car to class (about 20mins) and I am enjoying that part of the day better than any other! I used to hate the cold, but now, I love wrapping myself up in my big jacket and getting all cozy and still feel the cold on my face. I love it. I come home and get on Facebook (if you know me at all, you know that's the first thing I do when I come home!) and see that everyone has their status set to something about how wonderful the cold is. Indeed. The cold is absoluetly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past weekend, I went on a Fall Retreat with UCM. That was a blast. Ya know, Youth Groups were never my thing. I didn't enjoy my last one, and wasn't really sure when I started thinking about coming to this one. Andrew is apart of it, and had been telling me all about it and wanted me to give it a try. I wasn't too sure, but did anyhow, and now I love it. I couldn't imagine not being apart of it! In fact, I would know very few people around campus and spend my time in class and in the apartment, and no where else! UCM is really awesome, and I'm glad I stuck with it. The retreat was alot of fun. We had an enjoyable ride up there, which got the weekend off to a great start. It was exciting to get to know everyone a little better and see relationships form amoungst the group. We had a camp fire on Saturday night, and it was very entertaining. Tara and I danced to country music that was being played at a concert down the road we all made samores and sat around talking and laughing. Not all of UCM went on the retreat, but the ones who did made the group wonderful. I don't like big groups much, and the size of this group was perfect. Made for a nice touch to the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is hard. I'm not doing too well in Biology, which is rediculous because I had that in high school and should be better at it. I'm working hard, but for some reason, I'm not getting the results I want. People keep telling me that it's the first semester and I shouldn't worry about it too much, but I can't help it. I'm worrying alot about my grades, which is weird for me because I never do. I'm just going to have to keep working and praying, and maybe they will come up some before the end of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, life here in Aggieland is amazing, despite the grades. (which may or may not be good) The people are wonderful, the atmoshpere is unlike any other, and I'm loving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6645049603367414216-540688991600856189?l=aggieange11.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/feeds/540688991600856189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6645049603367414216&amp;postID=540688991600856189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/540688991600856189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6645049603367414216/posts/default/540688991600856189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aggieange11.blogspot.com/2007/10/cold-weather-great-friends-and-school.html' title='Cold Weather, Great Friends, and School'/><author><name>Ange's Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07154893536286313088</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cQNe81WaLh8/R6j_EybQ4-I/AAAAAAAAABA/wPeGAQu8-yw/S220/profile+picture4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
