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  • My Family in Review - Per Request of Course

    My dad is a good Irish Catholic gentleman from North Dallas.

    My mom was a good Lutheran girl from a place called Holland.

    You've probably seen my sister Val (@gingeravenger@xanga) write about Holland. Her blog is a lot more popular than mine.

    Anyway, Dad goes to Baylor for undergrad biochem degree. Mom gets her teaching certificate at UHV (University of Houston - Victoria). Four years after Baylor, Dad goes home to Dallas and starts school at UT-Southwestern. Mom's teaching 6th grade at Bowman Middle School. Dad finishes up with med school and is officially a general care physician. He decides he wants to take a break from his home in Preston Hollow (he moved to West Plano for his job later) and go back to somewhere near Baylor. An office in Holland was renting space, so Dad took it and started his own practice that successfully ran for 17 years. He and my mother met at some kind of town function, but it didn't work out. Dad doesn't belong in the boondocks, and Dallas scares my mother. They're incompatible, but they swore they loved each other for the time they were married.

    During that time, they had ten children. I hope to God I can remember them all!

    1) This is my oldest brother Alexander and his new baby, Summer. He's thirty-six. He has two other girls, Ella and Delia. His wife's name is Kayla, and she's not so bad. She just talks a little too much. He got a finance degree from Baylor then moved to a smallish town about 50 miles west of Houston. I hardly ever talk to him.

    2) Meet Penelope; the thirty-three-year-old baby dominatrix. She has seven kids and doesn't plan on stopping anytime soon. She lives on her Husband's farm in Holland, and doesn't work. This picture is a few years old. I think Cassandra took this one Easter a few weeks after Penelope's fifth child, Chloe, was born. The kid's here are Sophia and James: third and fourth. 

    3) Makali's really cool. She lives in Granbury with her husband who coaches at a small private school out there. Six man football small. I went out to watch a six man game two years ago. We sat out in 110F heat, watched a bunch of sweaty boys pound each other, got pretty hyped up on sour skittles and football, and it was awesome! Makali snagged a shirt for me, and her husband Brian snapped a couple of shots in front of the Dallas Cowboys Shrine. None of us get to see her much since she lives so far out from all of us, but she's the shit.

    Her daughter, Zooey, is a baby model.

    Yup. Makali's pretty awesome.

    4) Cassandra is twenty-nine. She lives in Ama(rillo). She has one boy Scotty, the baby in the first two pictures. She's really into photography so she is somehow able to snap immaculate shots of herself. Her husband, Charles, works as some kind of salesman downtown so Cassandra has her own studio and shoots for extra money. She's pretty damn good in my opinion. 

    For the record: I'm not saying that because I'm her sister. I don't even like her. It's mutual.

    5). Julia is twenty-seven. She lives in Keller, but I think by the picture it's obvious she can't rip free from her small town roots. She went to college at Dallas Baptist and teaches 12th grade Stats. Her husband works for Frito Lay in Plano (Go Wolves!) and makes pretty good money. She swears she'll move to Southlake one day so her kids won't grow up stupid. She has three, two girls and a boy. Get this: she has three kids. She's twenty-seven. Penelope like tendencies? She's still pretty awesome, though. 

    For the record Jules: Plano West offers a quality education. Southlake Carroll offers football.

    6). Valerie is twenty-five. Yes, Valerie is the one that had the baby. I hear it over and over again, and it's annoying. There are ten of us. One was bound to have a little momentary lapse in vaginal judgement. At least it was momentary. *coughcassandracough* She lives in Roanoke (near Keller), and teaches 10th grade English. She's not too hard to get along with, so we're cool. Her baby is kind of spoiled though. She went to college in Michigan so now she thinks 20 degrees is warm. I promise she's smarter than she looks.

    7) Adam is twenty-three and he's a student at UT-Austin. He's pretty cool I guess. He's just kind of... prickly. You've got to peel him back like an onion, but once you do he can be alright. He has a weird personality. Obsessed with video games, plays those role playing games; I don't think I'd notice him if he weren't my brother. He's a nice guy, though.

    8) Sally Kate is twenty-one and she's a rising senior at Baylor. She's pretty smart. Says she'll graduate with honors. She's been studying for the MCAT since she graduated high school, so hopefully she won't go crazy and choke when she takes it. She's staying with Dad and us in West Plano for the summer, but that hasn't stopped the studying. I swear I'm going to have to call an MCAT intervention on this girl.

    9) It's me! Amanda! I'm nineteen; and God only knows what my family thinks about me. I'm a rising Sophomore at Austin College. I'm staying with my dad in West Plano this summer. I'm studying English, Spanish, and Library Science. Yup.

    10) Clinton is eighteen. I think he's kind of a big deal. It's a little disappointing that his life revolves around baseball and not football, but he's in love with the game. Evidently, he's pretty good too. Everybody says he's got his head in the right place. That he's focused. I don't think staying focused is too hard. Girls don't exactly go into heat over baseball players at Plano West. He's a good brother though; and he's always got my back. I could count on him to knock out my boyfriend with that power swing of his if I needed him to.

     

    Wow, that was a lot of writing; but there you have it. A review of my family as requested by Valerie. Yes we're a bunch of unstable gingers and toeheads. Do we love each other? A little bit.

  • I <3 Being Rich!

    Being rich is awesome! Everyone wants to be rich. I was lucky enough that my dad went to college or something and I got to grow up rich.

    When you're rich you can go to schools like this:

    You can live in a house like:

    Your boyfriend can look like:

    You can look like:

    All your friends can look like:

    You can live in a city like:

    You can drive a car like:

    You can go shopping at:

     

    When you're rich your dad went to college or something here:

    My daddy went to college or something, and I got to grow up rich in North Dallas. Aren't I lucky? Being rich is fun. Don't you wish your daddy went to college or something so you could live here:

    too?

  • Grades!

    A,A,A+, ... and an incomplete in my advanced fiction class because the wonderful professor lost my portfolio the day grades were due. He's e-mailed me and says that he found it but my grade is still showing an i on Webhopper (similar to GoBaylor AccesSMU MyEckerd or Frogmail). I've been putting up with this professor's crazy all year - I had him last semester and he lost our final portfolio grades in a flash drive that he found in a sock on the bottom of the laundry hamper. He's told me that I earned an A - (due to class participation) in his class. My dad got pissed and told me to print out the e-mail, save it on my computer, then on a flash drive. Dad's words: "This dude's a freak Hold on to those files, kid."
    Don't worry, Dad. I'm too obsessed with AC to let them go!

  • Texas Forever

    Livin' large.

    Good friends.

     

    And Texas Forever.

    Let's touch God this time, Boys.

  • Time for a kindle.

    One desk in a 8x12 room.

  • Freshman Academic Review - Fall Term

    My Fall semester schedule was as follows:

    C/I Freshman Seminar Spanish 102

    Introduction to Sociology

    Introduction to Creative Writing

    At Austin College your Freshman Seminar - C/I class is unavoidable. All incoming Freshman are going to take a C/I class. Each pool of courses changes each school year.

    Spanish 102 focused mostly on verb conjugation, sentience structure; and towards the end, the proper use or por and para, and the introduction of indicatives, subjunctives, a superlatives. There is one oral final and one written final.

    Introduction to Sociology focused mainly on Marxist theory. Also, the theory of the Unconscious Mind was discussed in depth. Sections included studies over mental health, deviant behavior, religion, race, homosexuality, success, and the family. Midterms and Finals were both response essays.

    Introduction to Creative Writing was a class where students were required to read The Mind's Eye and pull from it. Students were expected to put forth a poem a week for critiques. Toward the end of the semester two students were to submit a short story on an assigned date for critique until the end of the course. The class included one formal essay. The final was a portfolio/anthology. GPA Booster.

    My opinions going into Christmas break were: Do the reading. Do the work. Make good grades.

  • Summer Job Search

    My dad has decided to officially cut me off. After nineteen years of sucking money out his milk-less teats, It's time to find a job other than babysitting family. If I were to continue living in West Plano at my Dad's house the job hunt will proceed as follows...

    Right on Metropolitan Dallas! Looking for work in any of these cities that cater to a lovely nineteen-year-old redhead who's in the midst of a tortuous love triangle between American Eagle and Nordstroms: West Plano, Allen, Carrolton, Lewisville, and if I'm feeling charitable, East Plano.

    If I were to stay with either of my sisters (@GingerAvenger ) living in the mid cities, the job hunt would proceed as follows...

    Right on Dallas-Ft Worth! Looking for work in any of these cities that cater to a lovely nineteen-year-old redhead who's in the midst of a tortuous love triangle between American Eagle and Nordstroms: Roanoke, Trophy Club, Flower Mound, Southlake, Grapevine, Colleyville, Keller, and if I feel like a long commute, North Richland Hills.

    If I were to go stay with my mother this summer (something she's wanted to do since I was twelve) the job hunt would look like this...

    Right on Central Texas! Looking for work that will cater to a lovely nineteen-year-old redhead who's not well trained with ranch equipment, cannot ride beyond a trot, has a real fear of feces, redrecks, longhorns, and is in the midst of a tortuous love triangle between American Eagle and Nordstroms: Wherever people are living.

  • I Want My Grades!

    I've been home for three days. Everything is unpacked. My room is the way it was on August 25th. The public schools let out next week so I'll get to see my friends then. What do I want to see more than my friends? My grades! There's no log telling us what are grades are, so if you're a student at my school you go all semester without knowing your average unless you ask your professor. Now I'm sitting on my butt waiting waiting waiting... I want my grades!

  • Kind of Not a Freshman Anymore

    I took my last final exam at 9:00 this morning. I knew all the answers, so I probably did pretty well. God, this year just went by so fast. Freshman Orientation feels like it happened a week ago. I've only lived in my dorm a few months, and now I have to move out? I'm really freaked out by how fast this year went by. I wonder if the other three will go by just as fast - faster? It scares me. I'm more than halfway to 20-years-old! I don't want to think about it anymore.

    Oh how glorious recruiters believe the Admin building to be...

  • Final Final

    I have my last final exam in two hours. I'm pretty prepared. I'm gonna go to the pub once it opens up and cram a little. My other finals were just essays and I nailed those. For English I just have to turn in my final portfolio by noon. I'll do that on my way back from Philosophy. After I take my test I gotta pack up this place. My mom arrives tomorrow with the SUV to take me home. This year's gone by so fast - I don't even know what to think.

    As a Sophomore I'm taking:

    Intro to Comuter Science

    Interpreting Literature (at 8am whatevah)

    History of Broadcasting

    Macroeconomics

    Honestly AC is easier than my high school, which was pretty intense - academic wise, and football wise. I'm happy to get out of the ratty dorm and into the nice one, and I'm excited to spend some time with my friends back home. Who doesn't love summer?