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[Sun/Mar/2011 at 3:12am]
the internet is fun, but all i'm hearing is a dial tone on human connection.
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[Sun/Jun/2008 at 1:05am]
oh my goddddd my life, i dont know what the fuck is going on.


in other news my old livejournal entries are wildly entertaining.
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summer to-do list [Tue/May/2008 at 10:54pm]
> draw SOMETHING every day. with charcoal preferably. also using models would be fantastic
> finish reading Film Art and Kurosawa books, to prepare for IAPC
> take lots of photos. you bought a fancy looking camera that never gets used and it makes you look like a douchebag so fucking use it
> write IAPC :(
> join obama's campaign if he becomes the next democratic candidate... move to england if he doesnt
> write in a journal at least once or twice a week hopefully not this one
> make a lot of money by selling people hand lotion they dont need and exfoliators they do need
> go to siren fest?
> go to the gym and sleep regularish hours

******* Finish your existentialism readings, and the lectures. they are the shit.
******* Watch Seventh Seal, 8 1/2, and every other damn movie on your list there are so many, so dont waste your time watching Clueless when its on TV for the millionth time no matter how fucking brilliant Clueless is... the ring-a-ding kid

maybe try and tackle Goedel, Escher, Bach again
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your poorly written sexual innuendos arent fooling anyone [Thu/Sep/2007 at 11:09pm]
the recent cover of rolling stone asks who will be the next king of hip-hop: kanye or 50 cent?

is this a serious question?

honestly: fuck you rolling stone.
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[Fri/Sep/2007 at 2:00am]
I saw fucking Beirut tonight for free. I seriously had an eargasm. It was the most beautiful concert ever.

what has your college done for you lately?

p.s. Ted Leo too.
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bukowski [Tue/Jul/2007 at 8:40pm]
a symphony orchestra.
there is a thunderstorm,
they are playing a Wagner overture
and the people leave their seats under the trees
and run inside to the pavilion
the women giggling, the men pretending calm,
wet cigarettes being thrown away,
Wagner plays on, and then they are all under the
pavilion. the birds even come in from the trees
and enter the pavilion and then it is the Hungarian
Rhapsody #2 by Lizst, and it still rains, but look,
one man sits alone in the rain
listening. the audience notices him. they turn
and look. the orchestra goes about its
business. the man sits in the night in the rain,
listening. there is something wrong with him,
isn’t there?
he came to hear the
music.
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the children's crusade [Fri/Jun/2007 at 9:52pm]
Little Billy was terrified, because his father had said that Billy was going to learn to swim by the method of sink-or-swim. His father was going to throw Billy into the deep end, and Billy was going to damn well swim.

It was like an execution. Billy was numb as his father carried him from the shower room to the pool. His eyes were closed. When he opened his eyes, he was on the bottom of the pool, and there was beautiful music everywhere. He lost consciousness, but the music went on. He dimly sensed that somebody was trying to rescue him. Billy resented that.


-vonnegut

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[Sun/Apr/2007 at 4:31pm]
dear god, give me inspiration
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New Years Songs [Sun/Dec/2006 at 10:38pm]
a playlist:

5. "New Years" - Asobi Seksu
4. "The New Year" - Death Cab For Cutie
3. "The New Year" - Azure Ray
2. "New Year's Day" - U2
1. "New Year's Prayer" - Jeff Buckley

[click the title to download]

New Year's for me has always meant the Twilight Zone marathon on SciFi, chinese food, When Harry Met Sally, in particular this song (oh i am hopeless), and classy parties with champagne and italian doctors later in the night. Have fun getting drunk, please dont drive, and I hope 2006 treated you well and 2007 treats you the same.
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2006 - A Musical Scrapbook [Sat/Dec/2006 at 3:37pm]
Okay, so in 6th grade I wrote down my favorite music of the year in my little diary and since Brian McKnight's "Back At One" isnt my favorite song anymore, I figured I'd catalog this year in terms of the music I spent, well, WAY too much time on.

2006 - A Pretty Good YearCollapse )

Night Ripper - Girl Talk ------SO GOOD.

but of course most importantly:
TOP 5 Radio Hits
5. "Unwritten" - Natasha Bedingfield
4. "Candyman" - Christina Aguilera
3. "Ridin'" - Chamillionaire
2. "Run It!" - Chris Brown
1. "Smack That" - Akon
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The day the music died [Wed/Dec/2006 at 12:47pm]
classical 102.5 is now COUNTRY 102.5

I AM GOING TO CUT A BITCH.
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*OUR dorm... [Sun/Sep/2006 at 11:12pm]


is the EPITOME OF CLASS

(more photos)
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[Tue/Aug/2006 at 10:32am]
christina aguilera's new album is my favorite pop album since justified

ahhh love it.
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[Mon/Jul/2006 at 8:01pm]
[ mood | moved ]

For anyone who wondered, Im home and safe: I got home a few days ago... just as the war in Israel was beginning; If you want to hear about my trip just call [I cannot confine my feelings about it to this stupid little lj box, I need more like 50 empty notebooks] but on to more important things:



chen > moran > oren > liz > doron > lee
These are some of the most amazing, caring, selfless and passionate people I've ever met in my entire life and some of the best friends I've ever made. They are members of the IDF and there hasnt been a moment since this war started that I havent been concerned for them.
I love them and miss them very much.
Hopefully I'll get an e-mail from one of them soon.
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michigan seems like a dream to me now [Sat/Jun/2006 at 12:01pm]


I am so close to just hopping on a plane and visiting Ann Arbor for a few days, ah I miss it so*

*but since this is impractical, and i have no real pressing reason, other than fleeting dreamy urge,
perhaps I will go in late july when I actually will have something to there (The Art Fair!)
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like emptiness in harmony i need someone to comfort me [Sat/May/2006 at 9:56pm]
[ mood | rejuvenated ]

There is usually one day in the year, just one day, when I go outside and I am fully overwhelmed by how beautiful the world can be.
Most people think I am insane, but I absolutely love days in spring when the sky is overcast. Everything seems to be under this blue shadow and it makes everything--- the grass, the forsythias, the blossoming trees, brighter with this lovely blue palette. [ The closest example I can think of is Garden State because that whole movie is filmed in a way I think the colors in the world should look always. ]
*
So I was walking up to the library listening to music and the petals from the trees in full bloom are falling down like pink and purple spring snowflakes, and I pass Sweet Peas and notice that in just a few moments I was about to meet paths with the man who spends hours at the library and dresses like a disheveled 'Gorton's Fish Sticks' guy. I was slightly nervous about this, as his stature is intimidating and his general presence has always seemed a little out of place in our town. He is typically dubbed "the homeless guy" sometimes "the creepy homeless guy" even though he really is just a mystery... I don’t think anyone knows for sure anything about him. With all this nervousness I felt I pulled down my headphones, and as we crossed paths I looked at his face, which was old and weathered and wrinkling surrounding his small, dark eyes and behind his massive gray beard... he looked like a sage, and I could have mistook him for Walt Whitman. Walking by we looked at each other. I said "hello" and he said "hello" back in a weak voice, and we exchanged little smiles and moved on. I turned around and watched him limp away for a few seconds before turning around with hints of tears in my eyes, putting on my headphones, walking to the library and sitting on my favorite bench underneath the tree that rains magenta petals. He has consumed my thoughts all day because in that instant when he smiled at me, I wondered what his life has been like: what his dreams were as a child, what his favorite book was, if he'd ever fallen in love or broken hearts, whether he had been in the navy or written a song for the person he loved.
I will always wonder where his destination was, and always hope that it was a home

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spring is here, summer's coming... [Sun/Apr/2006 at 8:42pm]
April come she will when streams are ripe and swelled with rain;

May, she will stay, resting in my arms again.
June, she’ll change her tune. In restless walks she’ll prowl the night;
July, she will fly &give no warning to her flight.
August, die she must, the autumn winds blow chilly and cold;

September I’ll remember a love once new has now grown old.
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last night meg keller &i saw ted leo [!] [Sun/Mar/2006 at 10:13am]
I might not have had the best standing spot (i was closer to the back earlier, moved up later) but it was cool because he walked right past me on his way backstage. same thing with his drummer and bassist, it was siiick.



+4, worth waiting until 11 o'clock at night forCollapse )

**I would also like to add that it is very likely that I will be going to Tulane next year. And I am pumped.
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I'll avoid my homework + drown myself in patsy cline [Sun/Feb/2006 at 6:14pm]
I've got the records that we used to share,
& they still sound the same as when you were here
the only thing different; the only thing new
I've got the records...

she's got you.
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love is a dress that you made long to hide your knees [Sat/Feb/2006 at 10:54pm]
I'm really disappointed in myself lately for the lack of writing. I am always "writing" in my head, formulating sequences of words that accurately describe whatever vaguely emotional, aesthetic or philosophical musings pop into my head; the problem with writing in my head is that it is extremely likely that when I do finally sit down with a pen and paper, I forget what it was I wanted to write about, even if the thoughts are reoccuring. Now, if Im lucky enough to even just remember the subject I wanted to elaborate on, most of the time the words dont fit into the perfect sentences I had formed in my head.

I am also terrified of someone finding one of my journals, because I dont feel that anything and everything I write is safe from snooping brothers/parents/friends/my future self, and I am hardly ever completely honest with anyone (including myself) anymore. It would be perfect to have a journal that was nice enough for me to not tear out pages of, but not so nice that I feel that I cant write every superficial thought I have in between the possibly-profound (or at least worthy of remembering) ones.


anyways; I hate it when internet quizes frighteningly dead on.
seriously, take it. it'll freak you out.
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numb [Sun/Jan/2006 at 9:50pm]
I'm struggling to figure out what has sucked every last drop of passionate impulse out of my spirit.


i hate this (this is not me).
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[Sat/Jan/2006 at 8:21pm]
harry potter 4 sucks oh my god.
nice fucking job mike newell, sacrificing story for special effects is awesome. oh yeah and I loved the coherent sequence of scenes, because they really made sense.
LAME.
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new years post no. 1 [Sat/Dec/2005 at 2:14pm]
Alright. Comment on this, and I will tell you what I like about you. <333
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because I love you all... [Sun/Dec/2005 at 10:21pm]
...I think you should benefit from my discovery that Patsy Cline is one of the most amazing singers... ever. It is made evident from these two songs that she KNOWS MY SOUL. And because it is hanukka/christmas/two days after my birthday and I am still depressed as fuck, I am listening to the following songs on repeat until my ears start to bleed:

:: Downloads :: Patsy Cline :: (click to download)
♥. Crazy
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♥. I Fall to Pieces
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Enjoy your holiday, I am off to contemplate what the fuck could possibly be making me so not happy when everything is giving me the thumbs up sign.
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children waiting for the day they feel good [Fri/Dec/2005 at 10:22pm]
Is it so wrong to be in love with a city? Everytime I come home I wonder for days how I am ever going to live without New York City.
I loved getting to share it with my favorite people in the world; melissa and erin. It was the best birthday ever! The room we stayed in was a penthouse with a king-sized bed and egyptian cotton sheets, and we walked around time square (my favourite place on earth at night), and my dad surprised us by buying tickets... to The Producers!! which I've wanted to see for years. I've never seen so many swastica's in a concentrated area before, it was hilarious. It was just a great new-yorky weekend; walking around the famous places and going to the metropolitan museum of art and eating at delis.

so i am 18... porn and cigarettes for everyone!
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after the blizzard [Sun/Dec/2005 at 4:13pm]
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oh my god [Sat/Dec/2005 at 12:24pm]
I had to be at work today at 5:45 in the morning. I work at a gym in Chelmsford so I left at like 5:25 so I could go slow considering yesterday's blizzard. As I was merging on to 495 (going 40mph) I hit a patch of black ice and the car spun completely around, facing the opposite direction in the middle lane and three oncoming cars.

it was the single most terrifying event of my life. thank god I'm alive... if it had happened just a few seconds later Im not sure I would be.
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tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies [Tue/Dec/2005 at 7:43pm]
Okay. since a few people have tagged me. I will write what makes me happy (because it is dark and cold and I am trying to be an optimist in this miserable enveloping void)

so. 4 things that make me happy (sorry thats all I got)

1. Singing at the Franco American Club and having the elderly sing along with us, it was adorable.
2. Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.
3. Having all my college stuff done.
4. Mr. Culver's turtlenecks. I am pretty sure he has one for every day of the year.
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typical days... [Wed/Nov/2005 at 10:07pm]
me: so dad, what would you think about me applying to tulane?
dad: oh i hear they have an excellent scuba program!

survey survey surveyCollapse )
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jude is almost as awesome as ms. k [Sun/Nov/2005 at 8:03pm]
Miss Keirstead on my recommendation letter:
You said to highlight the positives and overlook the negatives, so I took out the line that read, "LOCK UP THE MALE MEMBERS OF YOUR STUDENT BODY, BECAUSE SHE'S ONLY INTERESTED IN YOUR STUDENTS' BODIES!"

The last time I checked, they frowned on that.

Ms. K



the best line(s) from Jude the Obscure so far:
And when he reached his lodging he found a note from her--a first note--one of those documents which, simple and commonplace in themselves, are seen retrospectively to have been pregnant with impassioned consequences. (103) uh, mixtapes?

The trees overhead deepened the gloom of the hour, and they dripped sadly upon him, impressing him with forebodings---illogical forebodings; for though he knew that he loved her he also knew that he could not be more to her than he was. (113)

----- basically, I am boycrazy and jude reincarnated.
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top 100 characters in television [Tue/Nov/2005 at 7:02pm]
oh come on, Bravo! Archie Bunker over Lucy Ricardo?
oh please.


wow. I have no one to talk about this with.
that sucks.
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harry burns is obvs my soulmate [Thu/Nov/2005 at 10:25pm]
Harry Burns: You realize of course that we could never be friends.
Sally Albright: Why not?
Harry Burns: What I'm saying is - and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form - is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way.
Sally Albright: That's not true. I have a number of men friends and there is no sex involved.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: No you don't.
Sally Albright: Yes I do.
Harry Burns: You only think you do.
Sally Albright: You say I'm having sex with these men without my knowledge?
Harry Burns: No, what I'm saying is they all WANT to have sex with you.

Isnt it funny that my brother repeats this line to me all the time? He tries to give me little advice on things. hmm<3

I feel genetically screwed, my mother is emotional, my father cries when watching The Thief of Bagdad and Romeo and Juliet ... I'm doomed to be overly empathetic and emotional forever.
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yet from those flames no light but rather darkness visible [Wed/Nov/2005 at 8:29pm]
I woke up this morning from a terrible terrible dream. I dreamt that I was running at dusk through the streets, not here but some streets where the trees enclosed the road in a dark and tangled cage. Its raining and I'm following this light I see, I keep getting lost on these dirt paths, because, like trying to find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, the closer i try to get to the fire the farther away it becomes. One path I take leads me to a warehouse. I open the door and everything inside is decaying, and inside are all these people I know, I love, gaunt, starving and weeping. Everyone's eyes are a pale gray. There is my friend's little sister wrapped around my waist and I try to feed her but her small, bony arms have locked so tightly to my hips and she wont let go.
I woke up this morning and couldnt move.
Doubt thou that the stars are fire;
Doubt thou that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt that I love.
.

At school I wanted to go home and make a fort out of pillows and tunnel under the blankets. I wanted to sit in my closet and listen to music and curl up into the corner or into my mothers arms like I used to do when I was younger.
At home during dinner my father recounted the car collision between the racing teen and the 8-months-pregnant-woman on the Lowell Connector and explained how they tried to save the woman's baby but to no avail. It was her first child with her husband; he lost both his wife and his to-be firstborn child. I cried and cried. I realize I've shed more tears for this family than I have for him.
The rug of childhood has been pulled out from right under my feet. [If being grown up means feeling pointless, empty, and alone, I'm far more grown-up than I ever wanted to be].

halloween [Sat/Oct/2005 at 11:58pm]
The DJ played "Istabul"... which was obviously the best song played.
I danced with french kids!! it was so cool!

Senior Halloween Dance '06Collapse )


I am just going to keep expanding to this entry since I like the fact that last October I wrote the exact same amount of entries that I have written this year (7). SO. Does anyone else watch MADE? The boy on that show today was incredibly hot (the one who wanted to figure skate) which has lead me to believe that half-western-european/half-hispanic is perhaps the best mix of (at least physical) genes out there. Because you have the lightish skin with the dark hair and really huge round dark eyes. & I say this because of friends of mine too who are that mix.


I wish I had brown eyes.
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i am blessed [Sat/Oct/2005 at 9:07pm]
My dad and I are so cute and watch AFI's 100 Years 100 Movies and recite and argue over which line is going to be number 1. And I sit there and get all teary-eyed just from watching clips of Casablanca and Gone with the Wind and E.T. and Wizard of Oz and he laughs at me but it's a great time. My dad knows all the lines e-v-e-r. and I have to see a lot of movies to catch up with him. I feel so blessed because I actually get along with my parents. I want to be just like them.
i am nuts

erin and i at witches woods:
me: oh man, that zombie had the sexiest voice ever
erin: i was just thinking that! i bet he's hot in real life.
me: yeah, i heard him speak and was like da-amn. he must be a total fox when he's not eating brains.
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ohsix. [Fri/Oct/2005 at 3:27pm]
spirit rallies are kind of nuts.


(i think this might be the best picture I've ever taken.)
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"lorraine, i am your density...I mean, I'm your destiny" [Mon/Oct/2005 at 10:13pm]
I pushed fate away for a really really long time.
but right now, considering what my life is like
there is no way that fate/destiny does not exist.

{that's how i feel, anyway.}


FOR EXAMPLE:

I kid you not.
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"tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther" [Mon/Sep/2005 at 8:46pm]
[ mood | wistful ]

I am freaking out because I can't find my copy of The Great Gatsby... seriously!! This has caused me much distress!!

"Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets....
I saw him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without."

which quote should go in the yearbook? [Mon/Sep/2005 at 4:23pm]
"If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.
Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away."

-Henry David Thoreau

or!

"If you're not failing every now and again, it's a sign you're not doing anything very innovative."
-Woody Allen


or! both.
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so long summer. [Sun/Sep/2005 at 2:29pm]
Me and Lobster

the sea, the sea, the sea.
it rolled and rolled and called to me.


I unfortunately didn't make it to Seabrook this year (it's amazing though, the one thing that was on my mind during my vacation to my aunt's beach house last year happened this summer. hee.) or any beach for that matter. This year's long awaited summer is over, and it felt like this was my last chance to be a kid. I miss the Cape and Nantucket and Monhegan.



this year sucks.
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the morning is just a few hours away [Sun/Aug/2005 at 9:31pm]
[ mood | melancholy ]

I love how I am completely unable to write anything original or thought-provoking (even if just for myself). I feel like I am constantly trying to tap into parts of my mind, that I know are there but can't quite reach. It's like standing in a dark room with a billion locked doors that lead to different rooms, and I can't even break a window. This presents a huge problem ---- no ideas + no inspiration = not being able to write. I can't even think about what I want to write about for a fucking college essay... uh hello? or even a fucking livejournal entry. I have so many ideas floating around in my head that I can't peice together. I can't wait to go back to school, because even though I still have maybe 30% of my summer homework to finish, I'll have something to do and I know that the first day of school is one huge step closer to the day I graduate. It's going to be "Get Me The Fuck Out of Here '06!". I don't belong in this town anymore, and I feel more out of place here than I've ever felt in my whole life. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful for so much about this town; it really didn't suck living here for my childhood... but I feel like this place has become a prison. The walls are closing in (ya know like that scene in star wars when they're all in the trash room?) and I can't hold it any longer. I have kind of been assuming that next school year will be easy (I mean it's senior year right? I'll know if I've made it into the college of my dreams by mid-February and I'll essentially get senioritis) I mean, three academic classes? Let's get serious. I just want this school year to go by QUICK, I want it to be fun of course... but I can't even afford Disney so I don't really have a hugh end-of-the-year bash to look forward too.


In addition to all this craziness... there is other stuff that I can't even talk about on livejournal or with anyone (I've talked about it with people... but no one can fully understand). It will eat me from the inside out until october.

I feel completely alone, it's freaking me out. At least I am not stressed (and I don't plan on it this year, thanks.)

but it's worth the wait. {"Thank you so much for applauding my loneliness"} [Wed/Aug/2005 at 10:31am]
[ mood | anxious ]

For the first time in years, [since maybe before high school] I have no idea what is going to happen next/in the future [in multiple areas of my life].

I am terrified.
I love it.

TOMORROW? [Sat/Aug/2005 at 9:48pm]
Tomorrow!
&spades


Boston Harbor cruiseCollapse )
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this is incredibly geeky but [Fri/Jul/2005 at 7:53pm]
my whole life I've wished that my eyesight wasnt 20/20.

I've always wanted glasses.

So weird.
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if this doesnt break your heart.... [Sun/Jul/2005 at 1:14am]


I WANT IT!!! :[ :[ :[
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MSPA, rockin' it out... media style [Sun/Jul/2005 at 11:39pm]
[ mood | missingfriends. ]

Basically, best commencement to my summer ever &best week ever. I think it will take a while for it to sink in
(you know, the fact that I might not see any of these people ever again. depressing? I love you, friends.)
TEAM MORALE & TEM DIVERCITY FOREVER.

JOURNALISM CAMP, 2005Collapse )
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memories stored in boxes. [Fri/Jun/2005 at 10:15pm]
[ mood | thankyouforbeingapartofmylife ]

My mother and I noticed chirping coming from my father's closet while we were sitting on her bed, chatting. We opened up the doors inside the closet, looking for a possible bird nest, so we could relocate it somewhere where the creatures could feel more comfortable. I looked inside, "What are those boxes?" my mother said. "How would I know?" I answered. "It's probably just some of your old crap." I started pulling out old bags and boxes of what just looked like random bits of notebook paper, birthday cards, and newspaper clippings.

As it turned out, we stumbled on my mother's old love letters. she sat on the floor with her back against the wall, reading them. The only letters she allowed me to read were from her friend Larry, who was evidently very in love with her (he was in a band and wrote songs about her, so described the letters) in college. I was expecting letters from millions of admirers, my mother is a very beautiful woman.

I looked up at her. She was reading a 10 page letter from her ex-husband, who died this past year, with misty eyes. She read bits and pieces to me, he was a wonderful writer. I didn't dare read other letters in the piles, which included letters she never sent. She's had so many different lives. I feel cheated to only have known my mother for these past 17 years, and not her whole life. Same with my father; I'd do anything to jump into the old, thick, faded photographs of their pasts just to see what their lives were like when they were young.

I thought to myself "People don't write on paper enough" and it's true, letter writing is a dying art. I hope some thirty years from now I will stumble on the boxes of letters that I have received. I tend to purge myself of things like that, because tossing things into the wastebin is so much more satisfying than storing it away. I want someday to stumble upon letters of past loves, but I am terrified of it as well. To love someone and lose all relations with them is a terrible thing. "Love" is a forever thing, even when you have become strangers with the other person, and can't bear to see them even if you want to.
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carpe diem! [Sun/Jun/2005 at 4:47pm]
"I just don't feel the same way" can mean any number of things. of course, most of them negative, but any number of things none-the-less.
I think this time it meant, "I am not willing to give you a chance."


ahahahahaha AWKWARD.
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efreedenberg tagged me with this [Mon/Jun/2005 at 8:56pm]
amishdanceparty: i just tagged you in that stupid "5 songs" meme
y llowbrickroad: oh you bitch.
y llowbrickroad: now i'll have to update LJ.
amishdanceparty: haHA!

I think this was supposed to be top 5 songs i've been listening to recently:

1. "Wordplay" -- Jason Mraz
2. "Tell Me What You See" -- the Beatles
3. "New Years" -- Death Cab for Cutie
4. "Glass Danse" -- the Faint
5. "Bad Case of Loving You" -- Robert Palmer (by the way, if anyone has this downloaded... send it to me?!?)
[6. countless oratorios (by Handel) and madrigals (by Josquin) & masses (by Palestrina) ]

&&& I tag:
_cram_, godisanoaktree,dickk,
handsomekenny, itsjustcaitlin
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finally! [Wed/Jun/2005 at 3:40pm]
A. AP English 12 --- Toohey
B. AP Statistics --- Kravets
C. French IV H --- Herbert
D. Art Metals I --- Jurkiewicz
E. Orchestra --- Culver
F. Vocal Ensemble H --- St. George
G. Journalism 3? --- Flinner (we'll see)


3 academic classes? yeah man. do I have classes with any of you?
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