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Sunday, February 3rd, 2008
7:27 am	I'm a quarter cenury bitches!!!111!!! ok, I'm 25 right now. dusty's asleep on one couch jason's asleep on the other both passed out from drinking it's 7:30 in the morning and I couldn't get us in the hall of fame in rock band cause i'm too drunk and i broke a nail trying... seriously, there was bleeding invovled.... and all i can think of is I hope everyone reading this is doing well, I miss you all! LOVE PAUL. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, November 11th, 2005
7:16 pm	< freakout > Holy crap. I'm seeing the smoking popes! my favorite band of the past 12 years, I've never seen them live and I'm seeing them tonight! I can't fuckin' believe it, still! and it's only hours away! They have to play Pretty Pathetic and Double Fisted Love and Rubella and definatly have to play Need You Around, I can still remember being in sixth grade and hearing that on Q101 and falling in looooove with them and finding out when their album came out and making my mom take me to Musicland to get in, only to find out it got delayed and making her take me back on a weekly fucking basis to see if they had it... OH, and of course they'll play Paul, and I'll probably cry. and my life will so be complete. in just a matter of hours. I"M GONNA SEE THE SMOKING POPES! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! < /freakout > (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 6th, 2005
3:27 pm	So, I've been feeling much, much worse this week and finally draged my ass over to the clinic yesterday. Yeah, the ran a quick test and declared that I have Strep Thraot. They also took some blood to test as well, which they just called back about. It was positive. That's right kids, I've got strep throat AND mono. This sucks. I just had a really crappy night too, since I'm all congested I have to breath through my mouth, which dries out my throat and makes it hurt alot. So, I pretty much can't sleep for more than an hour at a time. And then I wake up and really want water to re-moisturize, and swallowing hurts even more. I'm probably not going to manage to save any Tylenol 3s (ya know, the ones with codiene that the awesome doctor perscribed me) for when I'm well enough to enjoy them. I've been having the recurring theme of toys/toystores in dreams this week, which has left me with the desire to curl up in bed and play with toys... unfortunatly, I don't have any with me. It also, now that I'm all ill, reminds me of when I was a little kid and got real sick. Sometimes my mom would buy me toys, ya know, to cheer me up. I remember one time I got Headstrong: http://cgi.ebay.com/Transformers-Headstrong-MISB-rare-G1-Predaking-Holojedi_W0QQitemZ6003660508QQcategoryZ4696QQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem (sorry to lazy to figure out the code to make a smaller link). (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, July 31st, 2005
2:19 am	Wheeee I vowe that I'd never talk on aim drunk... does this appli to posting on Lj druink and stoned? Dude, Al totally puked on his own roof. Al, why did you have to puke on your own roof? Probably because over the edge would have been danterougrs why isn't Rachel on right now, I'd enjoy talking ot Rachel right now... I don't know ehy eby that's fuuyhyy I was totally gonna post with pictures of my new apartment... oh ell, I feaiedly... the ly was improvixed there's no x ijn improvised... I'm so gonna regret this in the morning... I've been thinking about mixed cd's from Lauren all day... I shouyld also mention I've been drinking since 2 int he afternoon. Ted Leo Is the man. this McDonalds' ain't doin it for me. Christie passed out early and sometimes makes me feel like a big loser, But I don't hold that against her. Come down now. (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 26th, 2005
11:47 pm	I can't stand taking hot showers during the summer, I don't know how people can. It's so unbearably hot inside how can you be in a steamy bathroom? I mean during the winter, when the tile floor is all freezing when you just get up, go for it, make yourself a nice little steam room, but not when there's a perfectly good hot humid place that I like to call the backyard. Myself, I like to take nice cool showers during the summer. Sometimes, I like start off kind of cool/lukewarm and slowly, over the course of the whole shower slowly turn it down so when I'm done it's decently cold. Then, I crank it all the way down, water so cold it hurts all over and your lungs start seezing up making it hard to breath. That kind of fake, temporary doom amuses me or something. Cause I know I'll be sweatin' my ass of in 15 min. Sometimes, I like to save things on my computer, under somewhat random filenames. Sometimes just a date. Things that are memerable, funny, important, whatever. Things I know I'll want down the line. I know I've got some really funny group conversations from freshman year somewhere on this hunk of junk. It's kinda like my version of a photo album, home movie, or journal (that must be why I never post). Conversations, emails and the like to help me remember. Somtimes, I find it scary to react to reading something the same way I do to being drenched in ice cold water. It's not very amusing when it's less fake and less temporary. (12 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 21st, 2004
2:06 am	wow, I'm kinda tipsy right now, yeah, correcting every word three times is tough... even IS i had to correct IS! but yeah, Katie, who is like my coousin (our mom's are bvest friends *(i've stopbved bother iing to correct now) and our dad's went to college together) is in my roomate's bedroom with him... they're both drunky mcdrunkerson... probably not a good idea, but she is getting out of a 5 year relationship, which I'm sure is tough... I don't know I'm Drunky McDrunkerson as well. why am I writing a livejouranl etnry at 2 in the morning all drunken like, I thought I'd not talk online when drunk... I vowed that to mysefl.... oh well, I suck anyway here I sit by myself listening to broken social scene (anthems for a seventeen year old girl if you're wondering). I'll alwa;ys bee alone. probably for the best, I'm gonna go try and steel a ciggarette from Katie's purse, even though I've smoked too much tonight anyway. oh yeahh, and the red sox made it to the world serieds... and my roomate, CHUCK, is from boston, which makes sense why we're all parting if you know baseball... goodnight all Current Mood: drunk Current Music: Broken SOcial Scene - anthems for a seventeen ykear old girl (Comment on this)
Thursday, April 29th, 2004
10:49 pm	1. Go into your LJ's archives. 2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to). 3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to). 4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions. I need to learn to finish paragraphs before going on journeys of thought... (P.S. anyone besides me amazed that I actually have more than 23 posts?) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 14th, 2004
12:01 am	this is going to be LONG... sorry... I think I've decided that I just hate weekends. I came to this conclusion last Friday when my last, and only, means of having something to do failed. (This would be calling Hannah to see if she wanted to hang out even though I have no idea what she thinks of me and am somewhat resentful of the whole situation... if you can call it that, more like I'm resentful over the lack of a situation, if that makes any sense). Anywho, yeah, weekends... I dunno, I just like the weekdays, I can sit around being all 'I have to get up for class tommorow' or 'I've had a long day' and I can just sit around without making any attempt to be social or do something fun and interesting. It's not that I don't want to go out and have fun and whatnot... it's just, I don't know... I wish I didn't have to TRY to do such things... blah this is depressing and whiney (which quite describes my mood from Friday night, so I'm moving on). Ok cause, ya see, Saturday had a fun twist that made it just awesome. I went out to my dad's place in the afternoon (ya know, for Easter and all that) only to find out we were going to Evanston for dinner (which was kind of obnoxious cause they totally could've just picked me up on the way instead of me taking the train out there, but whatever). Anywho the reason I wasn't told is cause it was a short notice invitation, because (my stepmom)Lisa's friend: Jane, has this newish husband (2 years memorial day, not that it matters) named Andy, and he has a daughter who's a freshman at a college in Olympia, Washington (no idea what her name is, and matters less). Ok, you still with me? Saturday was Andy's birtday and for this his daughter, via overnight shipping, sents him unbelievably FRESH CRAB! So, being way too much for 2 people they sent out a couple invitations and Wa-La! I get fresh dungeunous crab for dinner! OH man, was it good... easily one of the best things I'd ever eaten. I could not thank these people enough... then I felt bad, cause whatever I get my dad for his birthday is going to suck big time in comparison... oh well, YUM. [I also feel like mentioning that Jane is quite attractive... which, I dunno, I guess I find it uplifting that it's possible to fall in love with and marry with such sucess at that point in life (they gotta be my parent's age) I dunno, I'm being wierd here... I should delete this... but, I dunno maybe you'll be amused] Well, Easter was a standard Holiday, we always go to my dad's cousin's (is that my second cousin?) house for dinner, because she's a great cook and likes doing it and all that. She also always does some sort of easter egg hunt type deal... this year it was looking for a particular shopping bag in their back yard. I only mention this because this year most of the "prizes" were picture frames she filled up and mine was so wonderful. It had a very old picture of my grandparents taken at her first communion... it just made me feel good, cause you always seem to see old photos of relatives in peoples houses and now I have one. And also, it's the only picture I have of my grandpa... I then stayed Sunday night back at my Dad's house. Monday morning however was kinda odd, I got woken up by my little sisters' first rising and then they went downstairs and I went back to sleep. Later the returned, busted in the door, and demanded I wake up. So as a last resort I tried the oldest trick in the book and moaned "5 more minutes", which I was generously alotted. Now, this is really a gamble with 5 year olds, as they don't have too much a grasp on the passage of time... so they may be back in 10 seconds or an hour, you just don't know... nor did I care as I went back to sleep. but when I woke up the house was empty, so I took a shower and got ready, still empty, checked the train scedual and saw my options were in a half an hour or two hours from that. But the house was still empty... and I had to leave (I didn't have the 2 hours to waste), which I felt really bad about because I had to leave without saying goodbye to anyone... didn't really want to let the little guys down... But I did see my dad today and they didn't really say anything about my disapearance... so, I guess I shouldn't have worried... maybe it was just me who wanted a good-bye... SO, today was opening day at Comiski Park! Home of the White Sox! YAY! (ok, so it's really called U.S. Cellular Field now, but I will never call it THAT) but, yeah, hot dogs and beer and some time in the sun was nice... OH, and Myspace = evil Only cause it really emphisizes what an extreme introvert I am... I got a message from someone moving to Chicago, which I almost didn't respond to because I was nervous and afraid... Of what? I wish I knew. but I did. and I got a reply... which again took some effort to make myself respond to... I dunno, I'm a dork, I know... but I'm getting alot out of this particular chatty mood aren't I? (hell, I'm posting all this!) I've also been feeling very old as of late. My current class scedual provides me with plenty of free time, but all I feel like doing is curling up with a book (that wouldn't make me think someone else was old, it's just I don't usually read that much...) actually I ran over to Barnes and Noble last friday and picked up 3 books and I'm already closing in on the end of the second so, yeah, that's ALOT for me... also I'd been thinking of this letter/xmas card from back in December from my old baby sitter (who I used to spend every day before/after school at her house with her kids and whatnot from when I was 2 until when I moved to MI). I totally intend to write back and update on what I've been doing (as that was what the letter was about of course). Anyway I was thinking about one part in particular, she had a daughter quite a bit younger than me, enough so that I remember the pregnancy and this litte girl as a baby. And the last time I saw her, any of them really, was before I moved and she had just finished first grade and in this letter I was informed she was in driver's ed... I dunno, It just means that I could meet someone put my level hand around waist hieght and go "last time I saw you, you were this big!" And getting back to it, you might be asking; what inspired this chatty-esque mood? well, to be truthful you're probably not thinking that, you probably just gave up and skipped to the end... don't worry, I wont' hold it against you. honestly, it's cause a book made me cry... that sounds weird doesn't it? but I started reading 'The Perks of Being a Wallflower' and I got to a part that really wasn't sad at all... it was just very pertinant to myself and made me reflect and feel so very sad... and yet grateful. Current Mood: mellow (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 24th, 2004
10:32 pm	I'm gonna take a stand here and say my biggest pet pieve is when someone says they'll call you (or call you back) and then doesn't. I mean, even if you just call to say "hey, well, I said I'd call you back, but from here on out, I'm never speaking to you again" that'd be ok, cause at least you did what you said you'd do and called me back. (please, no one call me to tell me you're never speaking to me again, you'd make me cry, and you wouldn't like me when I'm ang.. umm... crying... i guess) I was way too excited this weekend. I suppose a little pride for doing something that takes at least a little guts is ok, but I dunno, I feel as if I was over zealous and wish I'd just ya know, kept my little wad of happiness to myself before it unwinds completely. wow, that sounds dumb. ah well, fuck you, I'm no english major! :P Now I feel as though I've run all over town spreading the news only to jinx it completely... Probably just had to many exagerated expectations (expect nothing, you'll never be dissapointed). ok, yeeaah, so anyone not able to combine the first two paragraphs to figure out exactly what happened tonight? blah. I'm just being fuckin' mopey... s'not like she has a good track record with calling me back, we're talking something like 33% here... Should I really have expected anything to have changed that much... oh, look we're back to mopey. Fuck that. What happens, happens. Ya know, I'll call on Thurs. to see if she wants to go see the Gossip and ya know, whatever. (I've stopped writing this for you, I'm talking totally to myself now... yes, I'm psycho, I know, I'll try and get back on track here) I really wish I had a friend who's 21 or over here. I so want to see the Mountain Goats on Saturday, but I really have no clue how to get to the empty bottle, and don't know if figuring it out would be worth going to a concert alone. Especially since a full bottle and a friend would be much more appreciated (I finally looked up how to spell that, I've been spelling it wrong all day). On the good news side of things, The Thrills are coming back in April (my under-twenty-one-ness prevented me from seeing them like a week before my birthday), I love the Thrills, and Ted Leo who's been playing in my head for well over 24 hours now... and get to see him in march and I'm rambling and no one cares now. Current Mood: disappointed Current Music: Ted Leo & The Pharmasists - Squeaky Fingers (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, November 24th, 2003
12:26 pm	Wow, I've got less than 5 hours til this take home final is due and I'm delaying finishing it to make an entry in my livejournal... I feel so "in". It's just I poped open Maritime's homepage cause they've got this little jutebox up top to listen to some of their songs (which happens to be the only way I have to listen to them), and on a whim I checked their shows page, and then got really excited cause it says they'll be playing at Schuba's the day after my birthday. How cool is that? It's a great start, but we've got a ways to go to match last years birthday week concerts that went something like: Saturday @ the Metro: Grand Champeen The Anniversary Wednesday @ the Abbey Slumber Party Luna Friday @ the Metro Owen The Reputation Mates of State Rainer Maria That last one probably being in my like top 3 favorite shows of all time. So, yeah... that's all, back to the stupid essays. (P.S. I won't know for sure til the show's posted on Schuba's website, but if you look at the entry on Maritime's shows list, there's a random "18" in there. Which could mean it's 18+, not that it'd make a difference to myself [hehehehe], but, ya know, if anyone else wants to go ;) ... and you damn well better :P (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, October 16th, 2003
1:15 pm	I feel left out... well, everybody else on my friends list did it... (yup, both of you) Pick a band & answer only using that band's song titles: Smoking Popes 1. Are you a male or female?: "Paul" 2. Describe yourself: "Off My Mind" 3. How do some people feel about you?: "Not That Kind of Girlfriend" 4. How do you feel about yourself?: "Pretty Pathetic" 5. Describe your interests: "Waiting Around" "Writing a Letter" 6. Where would you rather be?: "Under the Blanket" 7. Describe what you want to be: "Mrs. You and Me" 8. Describe how you live: "My Lucky Day" "Days Just Wave Goodbye" 9. Describe how you love: "Double Fisted Love" 10. What do you want to do: "Follow the Sound" (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 12th, 2003
3:31 pm	Ok, does I'm finding it kind of wierd that any girls I know, have met, have been introduced to, or even have some connection to who go to Depaul at this point (in other words people I may have been aquainted with in earlier years but don't remember the names of not included) are all named either Katie or Julie? I mean, it's only like 6 or 7 but really... oh, and there's a 'Kate' who lives upstairs, who doesn't want to be confused with the Katie who lives upstairs, but that's close too, really... oh, and Libby from downstairs I introduced myself to on my way in last night cause she was sitting on the back steps... Ok, so this point is really kinda diffusing but still the vast majority of 8 girls being named Katie or Julie? kinda wierd... right? and I saw Elizabeth Elemore(singer from The Reputation) at the Metro last night right after the Rainer Maria show and I wanted to be all "aww, why didn't you open this time?" but that seemed kinda a wierd thing to do... and she was talking to somebody... Oh, and i'm a pussy. But still, felt speacil walking by and thinking, I know who you are and you rock! so, ya know, made me feel special Also, I think Pete's alot cooler than I originally thought (HA, pessimism fails again), he's into indie movies (though concerned with the popularisation thereof, which i disagree with, cause, ya know, maybe if indie movies get popular Hollywood will realize that they suck... yeah, right that'll happen) and has an at least somewhat decent taste in music(at least I think so). Also said he could slap me if my preference for 'indie' made me too elitist, which seems a respectable countermeasure after that last paragraph. (Comment on this)
Thursday, September 4th, 2003
1:10 am	On sunday morning, I woke up and drove home from Mike's at like 730 cause fed the cat and went back to bed, and after an hour of trying to fall back to sleep, said 'fuck it' and got up and had an interesting conversation with Russ of all people (here's an exert for ya): Russ: I'm currently very very drunk/tired/exausted/sore Me: HA, ditto Russ: Escellent Me: except, not drunk, just hung-over Russ: Oh, I'm drungk Me: niiiice Russ: See, I was dancing... Whoohoo! Dancing Russ! What's up with that? and ya know this was going to be a much longer post encompassing all of last weekend, but i don't know where to start, finish, or fill in the middle with that (i've been writing and deleteing things all night), and I want to go to bed. (Comment on this)
Friday, July 25th, 2003
1:40 am	I so wish I had a job, I'd give anything for some menial task to occupy time. As nice as waking up at noon and sitting around all day doing nothing sounds, I'm about ready to start driving nails through my hand for kicks... Although there are a couple high points... or there were, I had thought of two... but now I only remember one... Oh well, my mom found this old Borders gift card she ended up not giving to someone (it was a birthday present, but she ended up going in on a bigger gift with others), anywho, she said said I could go ahead and spend it if I wanted... and I said "okie dokie".. duh... anywho, I picked up "Being There" on dvd! yay! so, now we totally need to have a movie night. Between that and Rodger Dodger and Rain, I've got a stack of great movies that nobody's seen... but it can't be at my house cause my TV's crappy... only during the summer... don't ask. Well, I suppose Matt's seen 'Being There'... but, how could anyone not want to watch it again and again and again... By the way, on the ride home, that "How come you never told me about this awesome movie?", sounded kinda like, "you must share everything you know, see, hear, smell, and taste with me, without question!" was cute... borderline endearing... at least I thought so. And, well, reading Lauren's endless livejournal entires on the new Death Cab stuff was making me jealous, so I had to run over to... WAIT!!! the other thing that made me happy!!! it was the un-quitting of Mitch Clem on his web-comic masterpiece Nothing Nice to Say. yeah, that pleased me. I aspire to be him. he rocks. now ya see, i could've edited that in, and this would've been a more cohiesive entry, but where's the FUN in that? ok, yeah anyway... Jealous over Lauren getting new music from her favorite band, so I went to check up on Duvall . And, hurrah, they've announced their first full album will be realeased this November. Although the recording log kiiinda worried me... I mean, one can listen to 'I Know You Love Me' and recieve it however you see fit *(unless you're listening to the live cd, then you get to hear him say "this is about jesus" before he plays it...) but, when it comes to :</img) i start worrying and thinking things like "Go back to Wheaton you republican!!!"... wait, i'm from Wheaton... oh, well... I dunno... I just don't know... ever... sooo, yeah guess I should go to bed, there's a whole lotta nothing I've got to get up around noon-ish and start on... Current Mood: bored Current Music: Duvall - Racine (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 8th, 2003
11:44 pm	Ohkie dohkie... one of the rare occasions when I actually feel like writting in this thing and I won't be able to think of anything to say... as I sit here in my room head-phones on half-naked and my stereo cranked to heights it's never seen before... The wierdest thing tho, I got a message on my phone... from Rachel... 's house. Which ya know is wierd because she shouldn't be there. I dunno, I tried her cell and it was off, and it was late so I didn't want to call her house but... whatever... hope everything's alright. And Monday night I didn't go see Me Without You, it fell victem to indecisiveness and only moderate interest. Saw Nate last night after the show (he's the guy in the band who was opening) and he said they and the first openers were both very 'Christian Rock', like to the extent of selling bibles at the merch table... I dunno, not that I think that's terrible or anything (Josh Carterer's a pretty religious guy [he's got a solo album of Christian music] and I don't hold that against him)... anyway, not bad, just funny. yeah. Anyway, Nate's band (Home Team) is playing at Small's again next Monday, and I did actually get to hear on of their songs while at Mike's house, and they're not too bad so, hopefully try to go again. wow, this has gotta be like, my shortest post ever, but I just don't have much to say i guess and the desire to type the night away has faded so... bed. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 11th, 2003
10:27 pm	I was going to put parts of this as a response to Lauren's big post, but I've decided to take the time n' throw in some extra effort and make a whole post of my own! (so that's why I didn't comment). So, first of I found out the paper I had write for my Hinduism class wasn't due today at noon, but we could actually turn it in when we showed up for the final on Thursday. Great relief there, that meant i could concentrate on getting my final graphics project done and packing my stuff up. which i was pretty much done with(done with the project, almost done packing) around 1:30/2:00ish, so I went and had lunch with Katie at The Local Shack, (here's the part something in Lauren's post reminded me of) I go in, and I had to go to the bathroom, anywho, as i walk out "Love Will Tear Us Apart" starts playing (which has to be the most wonderful song ever) and is followed directly by Division of Laura Lee and the French Kicks (which if I didn't tell you, last time I was home, i found their cd at the borders outlet for 5 bucks and bought), so i was freaking out wondering what they were playing, yeah, made me happy. lit up a ciggarette and enjoyed while it lasted... probably should've been listening to Katie talk, but whatever, took my mind off finals made me happy. Then I had to go to my graphics final, which we just turned in our projects and everyone critiqued (sp?) everyone's, it was nice n' easy. Hey Lauren, remember last year when you ask who I though the cutest girl I'd ever seen was just some girl I'd seen on the 'L and around campus a couple times? yeah, well, if i never said it before, she was in my graphics class... NO, i never really talked to her. Yes, i know i should have. Actually I'm really kicking myself now, cause I'm 99% sure i saw her at the Mates of State show (on the balcony while I was on the floor) and i wanted to ask... wow, i realy can't believe i forgot that (she wasn't there the last two classes so i couldn't have asked sooner)... oh well, another tally on the long list of things to regret *barf* hey i just found i postcard i wrote to jordan dated november 3rd that i never sent, hahahaha, no mail for jojo. anywho then i had to come back here and load up all my stuff so my dad could take it all to his place (i've got a big duffle bag full of clothes and some sheets and that's it remaining) I'm making this entry on the computer that's provided by the school for my room. yeah, now it's just study study study, and write that paper. I was kinda planning on pulling an all-nighter for this anyway, but I did pack up my alarm clock, so now it's kinda required... I guess I could use the alarm on my watch, but I don't really trust my grade to that thing... not like i'm going to pass anyway *groan* I really wish I could listen to some Joy Division right about now. Current Mood: stressed (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, June 6th, 2003
11:03 am	How did i go from final class to oreos to retrospective look at my life pre-Troy MI? Well, it's offical i guess... i'll be home a week from munday. aaahnd i just finished my final class of the year, yay, time for finals *blaurg* I have to hand it to my professor for my class on Hinduism, he like planned out today's class perfectly and ended on this very subtle 'evaluate your experiences'/'where are you going'/'how do things effect you' kind of note. anyway i thought it was... umm... cool. and now i sit here with my "mega chug" of skim milk and chocolate cream oreos typin away at my livejournal... ya know i wish they'd just sell the oreo cookies with, like no cream... i really don't like the cream that much but i love the cookies, or maybe just make like half-stuft oreos, i mean they make double-stuft... I also had the wierdest dream of last night... which is unusual cause usually I don't dream at all(ok, yeah techicall dream all the time but remember nothing I guess, but ya know, if you've got no recollection at all you might as well say it didn't happen... ya know, cause what else are roofies for? wow, that was horrible). anyway I was flying home from somewhere, I think in europe for some reason, and I was traveling with this guy I knew in high school (I think his name was Chuck[reall not sure]- he's one of those guys ya know he's probably really nice, and really means well, but comes off as uber-annoying). anyway our plane gets hijacked and we're forced to land in Orlando. Then my step-mom and little sisters come to pick me up and take me back to their house, but it really isn't their house it's my grandma's house, and while in the dream i thought of her as my step-mom it was actually my baby-sitter who i stayed with while my parents where at work from the time i was 2 til the end of 6th grade... What's it called when in a dream you think it's one thing but it appears as another?.. anyway, wierd. I find it funny thinking about my old sitter(Mrs. North from hear on out), cause i feel bad for losing someone that was a big part of my life for, what, almost 10 years (wow, now that I think about it, it's been 8 years since I moved to Troy... that's funny too....), anyway I'm kinda glad I moved then, the whole family was very devoutly religious, and at this point I'd strongly disagree with them alot... Though what I really wonder about is her second oldest son Anthony, who was 2 years older than me and a really good friend for, ya know, as long as I can remember(he went with me and my parents to Disney world when I was 10), and in retrospect seemed to be turning out 'normal'. a.k.a.- non-religious fanatic, like his older brother was seemingly turning into and his parents seemed to be(at least the seem like that to me now, I mean they took their kids out of public school because their oldest son learned about condoms and homosexuals in sex ed [of course I didn't understand this at the time but have figured it out now]). Kinda makes you wonder what I would've been like had I not moved, actually my best friend from school back there was also very religious... [if you didn't know, I lived in Wheaton, home of Wheaton College, one of the most conservative Colleges in the country] I used to wish I hadn't moved, but not now, DEFINATLY not now... now it's more of just a curiosity: Would I believe in god/be all religious? Where would I be going to school? What kinda things would I be interested in? Would I have ever asked Hillary Eggert out? {probably not, but ya gotta wonder...} Current Mood: contemplative (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, June 2nd, 2003
4:51 pm	OH, come on now, it hasn't even been a month yet and i'm getting yelled at ;) now, just outta curiosity, do you have like a list going of livejournal slackers that you yell at when they don't post, or am i a special case? Either way, sorry, i thought I had posted more recently that i had... I cant believe how little I did last weekend, Most of it was spent sitting in my room thinking how I should clean my room. I want to say I've been depressed, but that's not entirely true, I've just been angry. I can't register for summer school cause I don't know what to take cause I haven't heard anything about my transfer request so i can't get them to assign me an advisor so I can't find out what classes I need to start toward my major so... yeah that completes the frustrating circle. SSOOOO, i just get to stay behind in credits til next summer i guess. Which now I have to get in touch with my parents and tell them this, I tried my dad last night and got no response --- sorry zoned out for like 15 minutes... not that you can tell so i don't know why i'm apologising, i've just got way too much to do and no time to do it in. uhg, i hate finals, well so does everyone right, i'm just whining about it. see there it goes, i can't stand whining especially my own, every little thing i think/say/see/read manages to agravate me to no end. well, I guess I only have to survive two more weeks before I might get to come home... and then go looking for the summer job I'll never find. ahh, even the best things have their down-sides... and those sides seem to be the ones laughing in my face. uhh... i have to go eat dinner and go to class or soemthing... maybe i'll write more later. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, May 8th, 2003
8:25 pm	sooo... where to begin... I DID get to see the Yeah Yeah Yeahs! so... boo-yah... My Wednesday night class last week was good 'ol mid-term time, so I whipped it off as quick as possible and went STRAIGHT to the Metro. It was a real good thing I did too, as i got one of the last 10 tickets; I literally had to wait for them to count up the names on the guest list and figure out how many extra spots there were. Aannd then, Friday was Duvall! The first time I've seen them do a full set... it was so great. they even played 'I Know You Love Me' which would be the first time I've ever seen a smoking popes song performed live... i was like 'on the verge of tears' happy... also as a happy side note, the midterm i rushed through... via some magical fluke, i got a 98! Also got my housing assignment for next year... i don't know how or why, but i got assigned to... well it's an apartment... i don't know if i want to try re-applying to get into a dorm... or... i just don't know... i mean i'd love to, but i'd have 4 roomates... that's four people that might totally suck... i guess i can try and wait til i get my roomate assignment and meet them... i dunno whatever i don't wanna think about it... I'll be home this weekend, when am I gonna see you? huh? huh? I'll be in touch... Current Mood: excited Current Music: The Epoxies - Need More Time (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, April 21st, 2003
11:32 pm	Gotta stop beating myself up... Ok, how dumb do you have to be to severly hurt yourself while lying in bed? At about 4am last night I like just woke up and was, ya know, like stretching and whatever and managed to ram my elbow, with a great force, right into the corner of my desktop... EXCRUCIATING PAIN that eventually died down enough to go back to sleep, but it was still hurting me enough in the morning I was afraid I'd done serious damage (I was even debating about finding out where the campus clinic is) and after a nice day of throbing pain that has all but died away, I think I'll live. Hopefully tommorow my left arm will be all better tommorow and my sexlife will be back to normal... BA-DUM-DUM-CHING! can you tell i've been waiting all day to make a comment like that? I'm so pissed because I've got a project due in my Wed. night class and I probably really shouldn't duck out early(in fact I think he said it'll probably run late) which means I'll probably not get to go see the Postal Service which just sucks to high heaven(I think the correct word for that phrase is stinks... but i'm too tired to think). oh well, Trail of Dead at the Metro on Thursday (small consolation really...) GAR!... duvallaweekfromfridayduvallaweekfromfridayduvallaweekfromfriday... ok, better now... of course, a week from Wed. I'll be missing both the Yeah Yeah Yeahs AND Pedro the Lion for class... I think I'm begining to resent this class... and package from Rachel was wonderful.(have learned not to phrase it "Rachel's package"... as talking about Rachel's package is the kind of thing for private entries... ok that was really bad i apologise for that one...) Although I find it still quite funny that I buy a comic with the intent of sending it to Rachel only to recieve a copy of the same comic from Rachel... oh well, great minds think alike... or something... like I said before this is not a time for thinking... man, i'm starving and the food in my room amounts to a UofM tin of mints(wonder where i got that)(thanks again!), a bunch of jolly ranchers(all lemon flavored because I ate all the rest already), and a box of peeps (which i got in a package from my mom, on the same day as Rachel's, how cool did I feel picking up my two packages at once, huh? huh?) Current Mood: sore (2 Comments |Comment on this)