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New house!
I love it!
Come see me soon! |
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| PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[Jul. 11th, 2005|03:43 pm] |
Party at my place!Come join Bootrus Cat on:Friday, July 15 at 8 p.m.At my NEW APARTMENT! 54 Las Casas St. Malden, MA 02148Call me for details: 978-273-9260
Directions:Take 93 to exit 33 The Fellsway/Rt 28. Get on the crazy rotary and take 28 South/Fellsway West (head toward the 93 South onramp, but bear right to get on 28 S. Go straight through the lights and stay straight. Take a left onto Route 60/Salem Street at the Sunoco station (you'll see a plaza with Foodmaster at the intersection.) At the next set of lights, take a right onto Fellsway West. Follow the road straight until you see a rotary. Before the stop sign, take a sharp right onto Highland Ave, then a sharp left onto Glenwood Street. Follow Glenwood (it's winding, watch out!) and then take a left onto Beltran Street. If you reach a Winter Street, you went too far. On Beltran, take your first left. That's Las Casas. I am the big, pale pink house on the left after Greystone Road.
Sorry this is such a ghetto posting. I don't know how to use rich text. :(Whatever! Get your ass over here Friday!!!!!!!! |
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| NEW LIFE! |
[May. 20th, 2005|11:52 pm] |
i am now officially living in my NEW APARTMENT!
it's in malden mass, near the oak grove t station -on the orange line for the lay people; its the last stop. the neighborhood is beautiful! there are elegant homes across the street that probably go for around $800,000. We are right off of the fellsway, about a couple miles from spot pond and stone zoo. although the house we live in is a nasty pale pink color with gay rainbow trimmings, i like it. c'mon, how many people can say they live in a big, pink, gay house? i painted my bedroom lavender, and it looks so sexy chic, with black curtains and a sleek new desk. its small, but adorable. right now the cat is laying on my bed. he's ripped the shit out of my new $250 rug, but he's just so cute curled up on my bed in a little black fluffy mound. i'm going to go pet him in a minute.
i finally have internet service here; being off of the internet for like a week has actually been aggravating. i've realized that i am now a slave to technology. (and no, i will not quote napoleon dynamite; i'm actually sick of people doing that. it's not funny anymore.) comcast is cool. i like the comcast people.
i also like those pre-mixed mini margaritas with jose cuervo. they are so convenient, like drinking beer in a hand-held bottle only not as nasty.
finals are done and i'm moved out of my dorm completely. it's a good feeling, although i will miss the closeness and convenience of living on-campus. however, you can't beat having your own place. no parents, no rules, no sign-ins, no parking problems, no disgusting hairballs in the shower.... trust me, its great. hopefully i can have a belated welcoming party of some sort to have everyone come see where i live and have a good time with all my friends. i miss you all. sorry i've been so busy in the past month. i got a new job at the texas roadhouse in everett, which is awesome. although it's usually crazy busy there, i'm actually bored most of the time. we only get a three table station, which isn't much, but at least i don't over-exert myself at all. i eat a lot of peanuts there. obviously.
my landlady sucks. she lives in florida and her name is kindra. enough said.
i'm taking accounting managerial from may 23 till i think june 30 or something, so i'll be in lowell on mondays and wednesdays from 6-9 at night if anyone in the area wants to hang out.
can i just tell you how amazing walmart is? i love it. i don't care what those anti-corporation hippies say. walmart is the best thing since sliced bread. too bad there isn't one near my apartment.... although there is a target.
ok, i'm getting tired and those margaritas are wearing on me. come visit soon! and call me to hang out! although nothing will compare to the fun we had last summer, we need to keep the good times coming. skydiving anyone? |
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| Constantine told me to tell you dis |
[Feb. 22nd, 2005|03:07 pm] |
Oh man.
I saw Constantine this weekend, you know, that movie with Keaneu Reeves as a weird demon-exorcist/killer guy who always wears a black suit and tie as in The Matrix and is always seen smoking a cigarette. The special effects were cool and the battle between Heaven and Hell is always interesting, so the movie had a lot of potential to be awesome. But the more I watched it, the less sense it made. The movie had demons coming out of bellies, Keaneu Reeves in a suit, angels kicking Keaneu Reeves' ass, pretty female mental patients committing suicide, the devil dressed in a sleek white leisure suit, neato special effects, a hot woman wearing a black bra and a white t-shirt getting dunked underwater, a CG Heaven with towers and stuff, a CG Hell that looked like the set from Escape From LA only without Kurt Russell, the Spear of Destiny, a Spanish guy stealing cars, and Gavin Rossdale (Gavin Rossdale!!), and in the end, the only point of the movie was to tell you to quit smoking.
"Constantine"
Starring Keaneu Reeves
Produced and Directed by The Surgeon General |
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| ifdruunfj isa foogos |
[Jan. 23rd, 2005|11:28 pm] |
I'mtrashed and its awesome. i love you al espairl ly sting, the drinkt hat we had a sho of, and white fang, a peppermint and cinnamon falveored drink, it awas goo.d, i amd hangin out with sarha mollu, jon welch, byan radcliffe, casery,and kemhra but he salready leaft. i am happy cuz i went to boston and met up with an old frined. i love him so much. anyaway, wer;re getting hsuushhedd, not realy, it was a joke, mary is talking to me aonline,.dshe asked me where the scheldule was online. i told her and she said thnks. storyied are good, especially the socks in the car story, haha
i feel good,
love youa lll |
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| Oh Man |
[Jan. 18th, 2005|12:58 pm] |
Inspired by a conversation Molly and I had the other night, I want to write a little (ok, long) diddy about guys and girls.
Well, it's not a song, but maybe a complaint/reflection/hypothesis/useless blabber. I just felt like writing.
Guys and girls confuse eachother way too much. We all want to know what the opposite sex thinks about us, but are too shy or insecure to just outright ask. We play these dumb games with eachother, you know, like not talking to someone hoping that he or she will talk to you first, or writing an ambiguous away message or LJ entry to see if the person you like realizes its about them. We're so dumb! -but we can't help it. To avoid getting hurt, we proceed into relationships very cautiously, testing the water, hoping to discover whether or not a person is right for us. Its a good thing, taking things slow, but we can't make it a long and enduring process. Fear of heartbreak or pain shouldn't hold us back from new experiences. It sucks to get hurt, spending a Saturday night crying alone, or getting sick thinkning about a past lover with someone new, but that is part of life; overcoming heartache makes us stronger, wiser, and more in control of our emotions. We just have to take risks and dive in. I've found that its easier to swim in the ocean if you start from the beach, charging right through the frigid waves, not stopping until you're whole body is submerged. Maybe that theory can can be applied to relationships. If you don't like the water, get out and dry off. Go to another part of the beach; maybe the water is warmer.
Once you like somebody, you try to determine if the two of you share any sparks. What are sparks? I don't know, but you feel them, feel them inside you, like where your hypothetical heart is. You almost feel some sort of physical energy pass between the two of you during conversation. When you're engaged by the person, when you're dying to know what he or she is going to say next, when you listen to this person and feel what he or she is thinking, you feel sparks. You want to know everything about the person: What was he or she like as a kid? How many people has he dated? What is her favorite band? How many people has she said 'I love you' to? What does he like to do on a rainy day? What is she afraid of? When was the last time he ever cried? Where is he ticklish? What turns her on? Does he sing in the car? Where is her favorite place to drive to? Does she make noises in her sleep? Who is his best friend? What does she wear around the house on a weekend morning? Does he beleive that girls don't poop? There's so much you want to know. You two could talk for hours. Sparks also happen in silence, when you catch eachother's eyes, when you touch eachother, when you watch her from afar, when he kisses you on the neck. You've never felt more alive.
Yet sparks are different from being turned on -at first its hard to tell the difference, but after a while you realize which is which. I beleive that sparks are the romantic foundation of a chemistry between two people who understand eachother, are intrigued by eachother, and can get along with eachother with ease. There are never any awkward silences, never any dull moments that can't be laughed out of, and never any misunderstandings that can't be compromised. When you find someone like this, you truly feel happy.
I don't believe in Mr. or Mrs. Right. I think thats a load of bullshit. You could search all over the world and always find that there is someone better for you. Doing that would take a lifetime. My reasoning is that you have to experience as much as you can while you have the energy in you to do it; never pass up an opportunity, always ask her for a dance, always smile at him when you walk by, don't ever feel that you're not good enough to give it a shot. You never know what could happen. Without any warning or planning, you could meet someone who compliments you more than anyone you've ever met, someone who engages your mind, body, and soul, and someone who makes you become a better person without you even trying.
And finally, on behalf of most girls, I'd like to release some hints to guys about what gets a girl (although not many guys are going to read this, maybe we girls can feel better knowing that we all want similar things). Girls want to be complimented. Tell us we look good in that hat, or that you like our shoes, or that our hair looks amazing today. Tell us we're beautiful, that our outfit matches our jewelry, that our eyes are really pretty, or that our smile makes you feel better after a bad day.
Girls like to tell you what's on their minds only if you inquire, therefore, ask us what we are thinking and be specific. Did you like Bill Murray in that movie? How are you doing on your Psychology paper? What made you so happy today? What did you and your mom talk about? Did someone say something to you to make you upset?
Also, guys need to make the first move; they need to be more active in the courting process. Although feminism has made it impossible for us to to act like real, classy ladies these days, we cling to the last respectable ladylike act of waiting for the guy to make the first move. If you guys are nervous about being rejected, start with simple, straightforward questions: Do you want to go get some Chinese food? Do you want to go on a date? Is it ok if I put my arm around you? Can I kiss you now? Do you like me? Don't wait around awkwardly watching some boring movie with us hoping that we'll snuggle up next to you and start making out. You need to take action!
Now if you're looking for a nice girl, don't be a pervert. Nice girls don't want a guy telling them how hot some other girl is, or how horny he is, or how he really wants a blowjob. Gross. If you're in a relationship for a while, then maybe you can be more open. But if you are a natural born pervert and only want sex, don't go breaking some nice girl's heart by pretending you care for her. Be honest about what you want from a relationship at the beginning.
Lastly, make an effort without being something you're not. If you're not the type of guy who'd buy flowers for a girl, write her a song or paint her a picture. If you don't like fancy restaurants or going to the movies, pack a meal and drive to the beach at night. Take her places you like to go, do things you like to do, and be open and honest the whole time. If its not meant to be, you both will find out faster and the separation will be less taxing than if you go through the dating motions always trying to be the ideal guy.
Honesty and effort are all we really need to start up a relationship. Sparks will make it engaging, chemistry will keep it going, and compromise and understanding will make it lasting. |
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| why does updating livejournal make me have to pee real bad? |
[Dec. 27th, 2004|11:41 pm] |
Hey'all!
After 12 straight hours spent busting my ass at the Longhorn Steakhouse in Haverhill, I'm exhausted. It was a crazy day. We were understaffed in the kitchen, our managers had PMS or something (even though they're all males), and we had a gadjillion people come in with their giftcards thinking they had to use them up immediately before they expired (which they don't). So it was quite hectic and tense. Around 7 p.m. the kitchen crashed, unable to handle the loads of people. Guests waited over 40 minutes for their food. It was horrible.
Fortunately, Jon Welch and Adam Fraser popped in to visit me at the end of the night! We ended up sharing two Caramel Apple Goldrushes (one without icecream for Adam)for only $3.00! I love when people visit. Come see me. I'll get you something for free I promise.
Now I'm home. I'm listening to the band Ours right now. They fucking rock.
Sarah Tremblay's party is tomorrow night. Should be a blast. I'm over-stocked with alcohol and I need some place to use it up. Trust me, I'm trying real hard not to be a lush, but when you're 21 its hard. Anyone up for some bar action over break? Lets do it up!
So Weatherbug says its 9 degrees outside. AHHHH!!! I hate the cold! I could really go for a hot tub right about now.
I'm reading the America book by Jon Stewart and the Daily Show. I highly recommend it. SO funny.
Alright, I'm tired of rambling. I'm just too lazy to upkeep a livejournal.
Later dudes. |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 30th, 2004|11:55 pm] |
My god damn computer is driving me bonkers!! The fan is blowing obnoxiously loud and won't stop. I think i got some stupid virus that is causing it to do this. I just want to punch it and tell it to shut up. Ok, so i already did that and it didn't work. Gah! Computers suck.
So i'm home on a saturday night typing a livejournal. How cool is that? (so i went to your room, and read your diaryeeeeee... sorry, weezer line) I worked tonight and it was ok. I have to open tomorrow, on Halloween, and i think i have to wear a costume. I don't know what i should be. I was juggling the idea of a rock star, a hippie, or a prostitute. hmmmm, yeah, i think the prostitute idea is out of the question.
SHUT UP COMPUTER!!!
Friday night was awesome hanging out with my old friend kateyn frye. We rented a movie, but never watched it because we were engaging in a much-needed catching up conversation. Then danielle frye came back and the three of us talked about god and and boys and stuff. It was neato.
I'm all registered and ready to vote on tuesday. It sucks because that is my busiest day of the week and i have to find a time slot to drive back to haverhill from lowell. Well, it's worth it for KERRY!!!
Happy Halloweeeeeeeeeeeeen everyone!!! Don't eat the unwrapped candy! |
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| obligatory update |
[Oct. 25th, 2004|01:36 pm] |
I fucking love my dogs. Going home on weekends usually holds no excitement for me except for the fact that I get to see my cute little doggies. Georgie is so retarded, unable to look in the same direction with both eyes. Jeanie is a little princess, perfect in every way. They are so cute, especially when they snuggle with me on the couch. AWWWW. Pets are awesome.
Anyway, things are pretty decent. I have to declare that I've changed my major for the 5th time in my college career, ironically back to what I started as, Music Business. I think I've changed a lot as a person and now fit the personality and ambition requirements for a job in the music industry. Performance was too hard anyway.
I'm looking forward to a few upcoming concerts. Muse (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) is playing at the Avalon on November 5th, Jimmy Eat World is playing at Lupo's on th 7th, and some awesome local bands are playing at the VPAC on the 12th, Feeling Left Out, The Jon Frederik Band, and Conlen :) Everyone should try and make it to the VPAC show; I promise it will be thoroughly entertaining.
I hate the cold weather. Winter bums me out. Thank god i'll be turning 21 soon so I can spend the majority of winter in a fine state of inebriation.
Well, that's all I really have to say.
Of course, besides VAGINA. |
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| ................bbbbbbbbbbbbbbBUNT!!!!!!!!!! |
[Sep. 23rd, 2004|10:33 pm] |
Hi ho yo.
Wuzzzzup livejournal?
Things are pretty ok with me. I've been crazy working my ass off on all this homework and crap. Any free time I ever get should be spent practicing my guitar....
...Which is cool by the way. Although everyone seems to feel bad for me because i am a performance major, i'm actually feeling good about it. Guitar has been apart of my life since i was 8 years old, so if there is anything i feel pretty strongly about, its my precious guitar.
And poop on jazz. I mean, don't get me wrong, jazz is an amazing genre of music with endless possibilities for experimentation; i'm just happy that i don't have to play it. Classical music, whoop whoop!!
I just finished practicing in my room for a couple of hours, and I realized how much i've progressed within the last 2 weeks. I sucked wicked bad over the summer; now, after practicing for 1-2 hours a day, i don't suck as much. 2 WEEKS. Imagine how advanced i will be after 3 YEARS!? I'm quite excited. I just have to dedicate myself wholly to it. That's how you get good at something, just plain old hard work. Fuck talent.
In a related note, I apologize for not having time to hang out with anyone. I miss you all and i miss our crazy summer. Unfortunately now its time for work work work, no more play. Hopefully soon the weight will lighten up and things will get easier and we can hang out more!!! But remember, you're always welcome in Concordia 221! Or at least for dinner on South! (Which by the way i feel is superior to Fox Hall dining ::nose in the air:: HELLO STUFFED CHICKEN BREAST!!!!!)
Ok y'all, i send you my hugs and wish you luck on all your schoolwork and shit.
I'll let you know when my first performance is, and you better come see me!!!
In conclusion, here is a fine poem i wrote:
Kiss my ass
and poop on grass.
I like your hat
but watch the cat.
Today was nice
and I eat ice.
So keep it real
and do not steal.
The end. |
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| if only i were cheerful all the time.. |
[Sep. 11th, 2004|10:14 pm] |
Hello livejournal. I haven't talked to you in a long time, which is probably a good thing. However, I am alone and despondent now, so I need someone to talk to, and since real people are absent I will talk to you.
My first week at school and on campus was a combination of many different feelings. There have been so many goddamn things to worry about, including my auditioning into the music program for performance, getting caught up with aural skills and music theory, tripling the amount of time i practice guitar, visiting friends, getting used to living on campus for the first time, organizing my schedule, and doing the mucho homework already assigned. It may not seem like a great deal to do, but for someone like me who is a control freak when it comes to taking hold of my life, too much all at once throws me into a state of instability and anxiety, as i'm sure it does everyone. I just become a horrible person when i'm not in control of my life as my mom insightfully pointed out to me. I tend to treat others badly, unintentionally of course, but in a retaliatory way of lashing out at something tangible. Hopefully i can learn to conrtol this, but until then, don't be offended. Just slap me in the face and tell me to stop being a bitch, or, better yet, give me a big hug and tell me that everything is going to be alright. We all need a hug every now and then. And i'm not talking about those pussy hugs. I'm talking a real hearty, loving, engulfing hug. One you can cry into and release your tension into; one that makes you look internally into yourself and forget about your outside problems. I have to keep reminding myself that my life is good. I have no real problems. I'm healthy, my family is healthy, I have no financial problems, my family loves and cares about me, and i'm fortunate enough to be going to college. Nothing is really that wrong. But as a typical human, i have trouble looking at life in general. I focus on the little things too much, good and bad. Of course we all do sometimes so i guess i'm not alone. Speaking of being alone, sometimes i can't shake the feeling, that loneliness. It sucks to be lonely, especially when you want nothing more than to be with someone. However, if you're like me and often keep to yourself, there isn't much you can do except change. I can't just wait around for someone to come to me because its not going to happen. When all is said and done, most people are self centered and only do things to benefit themselves. I'll be the first to admit that i'm often guilty of it. Yet i always wish that someone would be different; that someone would go totally out of their way to do something for me. And i mean 'totally', not just half-ass out of the way. When someone sacrifices their own happiness, comfort, or convenience for you thats when you know that someone cares about you and that you are special. We all need to feel that way sometimes. Its too bad that actions like that are so rare. I used to do them a lot until i realized that you have to do them for people that will appreciate such sacrifices. Not everyone is worth giving so much of yourself to. I hope i am worth it to some people.
Going to jump off a building now. Goodbye. |
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| Six Flags gives me orgasms |
[Aug. 11th, 2004|03:10 pm] |
August 10th at Six Flags was AMAZING. Totally worth every penny spent. There ended up only being four of us, Kevin, Caitlin, Jon, and I, but it worked out good. Nice even number, all fit into one car. We dished out $50 for the Q-bot thingy and got to ride all of the awesome rides multiple times (SUPERMAN!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!) We hit the waterpark in the afternoon, which satisfied my craving for water rides. (Sorry Water Country) Then we went back to the park to hit the rides again. (I swear, the Q-bot is so worth it!) We got a couple of pictures of us riding Superman....one especially flattering shot of Jon doing jazz hands. I had soooooooooo much fun all day and enjoyed the company of my wonderful companions. Six Flags rocks my cock....well, if i had one.
Throughout the day, we had many Werewolf encounters, and came to the conclusion that I will probably get both beds when i live in the dorm because Werewolf will either sleep on the walls, the ceiling, or in a tub of KY Jelly. Maybe even on a meat hook. Who knows....less than a month before i find out!!!!
I finish my Art History test today!!!!! Congratulations to me, i fucking deserve it. I think the class is almost over; i better not get anymore tests. NEVER AGAIN will i take an online summer course. Summer=fun....Class=work....work≠fun...therefore, one should never take class in the summer.
I cut down on work hours. Starting August 22nd, I'll only be working Saturday night and Sunday day, so i'll have free time these last days of summer to end vacation with loads of fun. Call me whenever my preciouses.
So everyone have a wonderful day and think lovely thoughts of summery goodness, because its almost gone! Enjoy it while its here.
Speaking of which, MY POOL IS UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If you remember from an earlier entry, my pool exploded about a month ago. Now we finally got a new one, it is up and almost full of water. A PPP Party to celebrate???? We'll see.
Alright, catch ya later! |
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| motivation deficit |
[Aug. 6th, 2004|11:53 pm] |
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Next time you see or talk to me, tell me i need to practice my guitar more often. |
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| Cell phones aren't meant to swim |
[Aug. 4th, 2004|03:00 am] |
So Canobie was friggin awesome. I had such a blast. I wish everyone could have been there though. I wanted to share the fun with all my friends, but its hard to find times when everyone can go. We'll do it soon though!
Anyway, this night was so crazy, i just have to record it so that i'll never forget it. Briefly:
Picked up J, M, and K and got to Canobie.
Went on one ride, then it started to rain.
Got overpriced, puke-barf food.
Finally met up with C after our "can you hear me know" cell phone conversation.
Got swamp ass.
Hopped aboard the Boston Teaparty 2X while singing Afternoon Delight. Not one dry spot left on our bodies. FUCK YEAH!!!
Wrung out our clothes in the bathrooms while the custodian mopped incessantly around us.
Stared down the peacock.
Caused trouble on the new swing ride, talked about vaginal flappage.
Perfected the sarcastic clap.
Ran like sissies to the Corkscrew where M said he was a cage dancer.
Hit the BostonTeaParty one last time at closing time...Soaked to the max. Skyrockets in flight!!
Stood on the BTP bridge while the last two boat slapped us with gallons of H20.
Got to my car but couldn't unarm the alarm because the battery got soaked from the BTP.
Tinkered with the car while the alarm blared and little kids made fun of us.
Car finally cooperated.
Drove back to M's place with 3 naked men in my car.
Sat in horror and disbelief as naked men discussed their penis sizes and sticky balls.
M, K, and C each got into their respective cars while i drove with J and we all headed to my place.
Made the WRONG CHOICE to take 495. Got stuck in gridlock traffic.
Remembered that we were still naked (under towels/toga) in our cars, stuck in bumper to bumper traffic.
Played F-marry-kill over cell phones.
Disappointed that we didn't get to see any dead bodies on the highway.
Finally to my place for Nip/Tuck drama and gore.
And the evening concluded. No pictures, just an lj entry to remember the craziness by.
Hopefully Six Flags will be just as much if not more fun! Anyone interested is invited, so long as we end up with an even number of people. August 10th, Tuesday. Call me!!
Oh, and about calling me. Um, yeah, my cell phone wasn't meant to swim. It got wet in C's purse while we stood on the BTP bridge and won't turn on. So please remember that if you want to talk to me, you'll have to call my house until i fix/buy a new cell phone.
#978-372-0278. Call there, leave a message if i'm not there (#2). Don't be shy now! I can't call anyone because all of your numbers were stored on my cell phone which, um, yeah, won't turn on.
Ok, good times, more to come. i love you all. |
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| Purple clicky pens are really cool |
[Aug. 3rd, 2004|01:32 pm] |
Howdy.
Its a really nice day out, and i should be outside right now soaking up the sun, but no, i'm indoors trying to catch up on chores and things that i haven't had time for in a while. Yet for some dumb reason i find the time and motivation to write a lj entry. LAAAAMME.
Life has been a little poopy lately, and i want to complain about it, but i feel that lj shouldn't be used to complain and vent anger and stuff. If we have problems, we should confront those problems directly, not post them all over lj for all to see (of course unless we feel that others can help.) To me, lj should be for fun. When it starts to get all serious and dramatic, it isn't enjoyable anymore. Way back when in journal entry #1, i said that if i ever take myself seriously on lj, i will probably jump off a building. I try to uphold that promise, even when things in life suck. But things in life really don't suck that bad, i mean, i'm healthy, my family is relatively healthy, i have a good job, i'm going to school, i'm not strapped for money, i have no bastard children to support, and its a sunny day right now. In that sense, life is good. When we can sit back and look at life in its most general sense, our little problems that seem to stress us the most disappear. Who cares about the little things? We live only once, and we have to take advantage of it.
Anyway, i'm near the edge of the building now, so i will stop.
Hopefully my new pool will be coming soon, cuz, ya know, the other one EXPLODED.
I love kittens; they make me happy. I want to go play with one.
Have you noticed that bright green is the new cool color for cars?
I'm a dork, but at least my shirt doesn't say it. (hahahahaha, j/k K.)
My pencil sharpenes are broken and that pisses me off. You know, when the tip breaks off and then you can't get it out and every time you stick a new pencil in there, it breaks again? grumble grumble.
Love and best wishes to all.
p.s. We will fix things, i promise. Communication is the key to all relationships, but it works best in person, or at least on the phone! The internet is neato, but not for solving problems. Love to you. Thanks M.
p.p.s Guess what just crossed my mind......
Ewwwww Bummy juice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
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| Sing me a song, sing it out loud for me |
[Jul. 27th, 2004|01:58 pm] |
Hi folks.
I just gave myself a haircut last night. I'm a little nervous about going out in public now.
On an unrelated note, whenever I scratch my head I get blood on my fingers. I think I bumped my head or something.
Anyway, things are good. Germans are awesome. I can't believe I missed their dance! You guys will have to show me.
Note to self: Don't drink wine at parties. It'll knock you out like a two by four to the face.
The Violet Nine/Apollo Sunshine show was amazing. The guys of AS are amazing and entertaining; can't wait to check em out again. The guys of V9 were their pretty selves as always. They were good at the Sad too. As was Conlen. They had some good merch too. haha.
I need to learn how to set up an online picture thingy. I have no idea how to do it. I am a technological retard. I still have to look at the keys when I type. LAME!
Right now I'm taking a break from my Art History test which by the way sucks total ass. I'm almost done but I keep getting distracted. There are so many things to do on the computer which is why I'll never finish. NO! I will finish I will finish! Bad Livejournal!
Ok, I'm going to drag back my work ethic and finish the bastard.
Catch ya later! |
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| Whale's Vagina |
[Jul. 22nd, 2004|05:35 pm] |
Horray! Apollo Sunshine and Violet Nine tonight at the Paradise. Very. Excited. I'll tell you about it later, dogg.
Unrelated note: I hate my online class. Its a waste. Of. Time. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's interesting and stuff, like the High Classical Greek sculptures and 1st and 2nd century Roman architecture with the concrete and arches and stuff, but man oh man I am too lazy to do work. I have the test to do this week, and I think its due on Tuesday. I forget. Hmm...I should probably look into that.
Are we going clubbing tomorrow night ladies? I want to go and shake my booty. I hope we don't get attacked by creepy guys though. Hopefully there will be enough skank-ass-whores around us to attract them away from us.
And, as I always ask, Who the fuck wants to come skydiving with me!? I doubt Canada is going to work out because we are all too lazy to make reservations and stuff, so lets go skydiving instead! It'll be a blast I promise. Let's go soon! Inform me, yo!
Ok, I need to go shower my stinky ass.
Hugs and kisses and butterflies and bunnies. |
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| I love lamp |
[Jul. 14th, 2004|01:16 pm] |
I'm pretty bored right now. The weather sucks ass and I feel like an old dump. But I was just thinking how much I love my friends. You guys are so awesome. I love every single one of you. Old friends, new friends, pink friends, blue friends. You guys make me so happy I just want to sing from a mountaintop. Summer has been so much fun and its still far from over. I've never had a solid group of friends who I can count on for such good times until now. Even if we're not doing anything exciting, I still have fun being bored with you guys. I love this summer but I can't wait for school to start so that we'll all be living within walking distance from eachother. It will be awesome. Don't forget to visit me (and Werewolf) in Concordia 221!
Lots of love to you all!! |
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| Summer Planning |
[Jul. 11th, 2004|01:09 am] |
I had a kickass week, lots of fun, and lots of color (haha, tan I am!). We ladies went to Rockport on Friday and it was great. Going new places can be quite refreshing. I forgot the name of the beach we went to (Wingaer-something..) but it was beautiful. It felt like another world. Amazing. (Thanks Sarah Z!)
I've got so many things I want to do this summer. Let me know if you want in on anything.
-I think Monday the 12th Des is having a party at her place. Yeehaa!
-Thursday night I hope we ladies can go clubbing in Boston. Get the trashy outfits and your dance moves down cuz where gonna cause a ruckus!
-Thursday the 22nd is the Apollo Sunshine/Violet Nine show at The Paradise. Tickets are $10. Let me know if you want to come with me.
-Saturday the 24th is Allen Pomroy's show at the Sad Cafe (Violet Nine is there too). Everyone needs to come.
-Late July early August I want to go skydiving. Its $175, in Lebanon Maine, and fucking awesome, so let me know if you're in. We'll probably camp out overnight up there too.
-August 7th is the Curiosa festival that sounds pretty interesting to me. Some cool bands are playing (like Muse, Interpol, The Rapture, Thursday, Cursive, and The Cure). Tickets are either $40 or $50 at the Tweeter Center. Anyone want to go?
-August 12th-15th is hopefully our Canada trip ladies!! Montreal, here we come. I'm still looking for a hotel. Let me know if you'll have enough money and still want to go. Lets live it up while we're still young!
Yes, so lots to do. Not to mention other activities such as trips to Boston for the Museum of Science and the aquarium, trips to the beach, and other various acts of fun. Unfortunately people's work schedules get in the way. To make the act of making plans easier, post your work schedules in your LJs people! (This goes especially for the ladies Sarah t and z, Molly, and Caitlin).
Here's mine for this week:
Sunday- 12am-9
Monday- Free!
Tuesday- 12am-4
Wednesday- 5pm-10
Thursday- 10:30am-3
Friday- 12pm-4
Saturday- 5pm-11
Sunday- 4pm-9
So now you all should do the same!
Alright, I need to go to sleep.
Life is good, lets make it better.
I like peanuts.
zzzzzzzz |
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| a night at the movies |
[Jul. 7th, 2004|01:40 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
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| | behind the glass, violet nine | ] |
I wish life was like the movies. It would be so much more interesting, exciting, passionate, perplexing, beautiful, wonderful, unbelievable, memorable, entertaining, humorous, enjoyable, and meaningful. Every moment in a movie is supposedly important and necessary, why can't our lives be like that? Sometimes I want to edit all the boring parts of my life out, right on the spot, and have constant activity. I also want to have cool music playing in the background all the time. When I'm sad, I want to hear the violins. When I'm happy, I want the strumming guitars. When I'm racing down the highway, I want the electric music beating my brains out. I want explosions and romance and action and plot twists. I want mysteries to solve and places to travel. Life would be so neato.
But then I'd miss out on the simple things in life. Sometimes the most meaningful moments in our lives are the ones of relative boredom.
Life is short. Don't forget it bitches!!!
Enough of the rant. Spiderman 2 was awesome. I think I have a crush on Peter Parker.
Goodnighty. |
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