Just Another Day in Allen

"I would have girls regard themselves not as adjectives but as nouns..."
~ Elizabeth Cady Stanton

As of recent I've given up my aspirations of reading 'the classics' and have opted instead to read on (suprise, surprise) obesity and, beginning today, one thing every American female struggles with: body image. Or rather, how the ideal body size and shape have changed over time. I'd always thought that those lithe models, among other things, were dangerous to female minds because of the possibility they may fall victim to an eating disorder; however, considering two-thirds of American adults are overweight now, it doesn't seem to have effected nearly as many people as commecials for fast food have.
After I'm finished with that book I decided I should read, "What Should I Do With My Life?" because, frankly, all I've been doing this summer aside from reading is shopping. When I say shopping I mean grocery shopping, about 90% of the time. Okay, so I've been e-mailing people, talking on the phone, cooking, eating, sleeping, going to church....but something needs to be done about this lazy state of being. Summer school's only five days away though, I'm sure that will be the remedy I need (but loathe). Three hours each of accounting and philosophy, here I come, HOORAY! My cousin thinks I'm insane for taking two hard classes over the summer, and I think she has a good point there. Three hours...yeesh. Well, some of reasons why I want to do something interesting this summer, aside from the obvious: Allison visited the White House on Memorial Day, Alex is roaming Lebanon, a bunch of Cru people are now on project, and I like a challenge - usually.
I know I should be brutally murdered for this, but the highlight of this day was that I got a Britney Spears cd from the library and now have some of the songs I like (aka almost the entire album) in my computer's music library. No one (myself included) seems to understand this fascination I have with her; it's not like her image is very remarkable, and almost everyone detests her music. Well, I guess I should use the term "her music" loosely. I remember, there was this period of time when people were debating whether girls who hated Britney were just jealous because she's pretty; my theory was that it was because of her great artistic talent!. Well, now that my Britney fetish has put everyone into a comatose state...I'll just leave you with words that are not my own: Well you take care and violence solves all problems!
Your not-so-average Britney-obsessed bookworm,
Anna