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Thursday, September 30th, 2010
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I'm sitting at Tom's all alone, waiting for the class to file in and suddenly got the itch to check LiveJournal. I read my last two entries and now I'm sitting here in tears. What a terrible year its been.
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Friday, August 28th, 2009
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I really can't wait to get back to New Haven. Life just seems a lot more organized there than it does when I'm at home. Its also a thriving city where everyone is out at all hours, its close to everything in the state which makes traveling less annoying. I'll be closer to Tony, which will make both of our lives a bit easier for the next year. I can't wait to see him. He's insisting on coming and moving me into my room on Sunday. I will never understand how I got so lucky with him. I'm living in a bigger and better room (the midrise apartments) than last year (with Jimbo!!) so thats a definite plus... Nattyboo is also my neighbor. I'll be going back to the gym considering I've been kind of a lard all summer. I should try anorexia.
I just tie-dyed my bedsheets for school and they look divine.
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I was cleaning out my desk last night just to kind of get ahead of the game in the whole move out process. I found 4 chapsticks, 2 condoms and 1 bottle of lube. If I didn't know myself, I'd think I was the biggest slut in the world!
I managed to fit 98% of my desk contents into a mini-rubbermaid container. I'm feeling very accomplished.
I'm in the midst of doing my last load of laundry. I went down to pay with my little card thing and I only had 34 cents on it - clearly not enough for a load of laundry. I had to hike my ass all the way to the center of campus, find a little faux-atm machine and put money on it... all while my clothes sit in a washer sans water or soap.
Today is Tom's first game of the season! I'm very excited, although Katie, Natt and I have to drive home for only a like, 3 hour stay (tourrr). My new bff Fran is coming. She's a monster. Perrrfect!
I'm late for lunch. Miss you ladies!
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Backing it up 2 days, I found May 4th to be very clever. Everyone was wishing me a happy Star Wars day and I didn't understand. I would say, "you too!!!" and like, awkwardly huddle in a corner and rack my brain as to what the HELL was going on. May the 4th be with you. So clever.
Cinco de Mayo kicked my ass. I skipped my 5pm class, went to the boozery and bought some tequila from a very friendly muslim man who asked me if I was okay because I apparently looked sad. Not to mention I'm alone in a liquor store buying myself some booze. That might have sent off a signal. I should have been offended, but I assured him I was peachy. Drank myself into oblivion, but then realized I had a meeting to go to with my spanish professor/partner to talk about our final projects. Needless to say, I went to this meeting shitfaced and probably reeking of tequila. Got dinner, drank more and eventually pulled the trigger when I got back to my room.
I really have no idea how I woke up this morning for my 9am. I was so tired, not really hungover though - to my surprise. I felt like I was dreaming when I went to class. I walked into my spanish room and learned we had a test that day. News to me! This is what happens at the end of the semester! School takes a back seat to my social life. Probably not a good idea.
My next class was gym (yes, I take gym in college!) where my BFF Kim was waiting for me. She was looking a HOT mess and told me she spent her cinco smoking blunts with a crowd of Mexicans in downtown. Have I mentioned she's my soulmate? This is the same girl who STALKED Mickey Avalon back to his hotel after a concert in downtown and got thrown out by security. Soulmate.
I need to tell you all about how pointless this class is. We play tag a lot. We also like to play dodgeball a lot. We also play duck duck goose rather often. TODAY, however topped it all off. Our assignment was to get into groups of 4 and learn how to communicate with each other. The prof would call out a letter of the alphabet and the group had to make that letter with our bodies. We weren't even racing. The rest of the class watched silently as we molded our bodies into various letters. My favorite was when one group, consisting of a really overweight guy, had to make an S. They laid on the ground and kind of resembled a snake that had caught a mouse and was in the process of swallowing it because of the giant bump of a man in the middle of their line. Moral of my story, gym is a joke.
Miss you bitches. Summer loving, soon?
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Helena! Your wish has come true! Bitch is back and hotter than before. I hope we all stick to this, I think this could be really fun again!
What have I been up to... I have 12 more days of Southern left. I'm pretty sure I'm the last school to get out for summer in the entire country. I need to either quit my current summer job I have lined up because I don't want to do it anymore... or just suck it up. I really want to work at Playland and have an Adventureland-esque time!
Last night I went to Britney Spears' concert. I really had no idea that I could love her more than I already did. The concert was fantastic. I was surrounded by hundreds of girls and gays, just like I'd imagined! It was perfect. I was sitting next to an old couple who would not stop making out with each other and in front of me was this really odd-coupled gay couple. I loved them and I'm pretty sure I would have blown one of them just for kicks. Perez Hilton's like, video introduction of Britney Spears was out of this world. I had goosebumps!
I can't wait for summer. I keep picking fights with Jimbo, just because I'm bored. He asked me to put headphones in because he couldn't concentrate on his paper. I did so... but with a little attitude. I then turned my music up really loud so he could hear the music clearly, even with headphones. S my D, bitch.
Welcome back, ladies!
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Saturday, March 8th, 2008
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| Time: | 12:03 pm. |
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I just finished reading Claudia's entry, and the comments to go along with it and am left here with a really horrible feeling. I just came to realize that I have absolutely no idea what any of you guys are up to. This is especially upsetting to me because there was a time in our lives when we were absolutely inseparable and knew every last detail of each other.
I could not tell you what Helena is doing right now. I rarely know what Lindsay is up to. Claudia and I talk, but definitely not enough and I havent heard from Brittany in 2 years.
I don't know what I want to happen, but I thought I would toss this out there. Does it not upset anyone else?!
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Wednesday, February 20th, 2008
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Sobriety just isn't an answer ever.
And that's basically what I've learned at college thus far.
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Wednesday, December 5th, 2007
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I got jealous:
TEN things you wish you could say to TEN different people right now:
1. I admire your immense strength and ability to trust.
2. Marry me.
3. Your sister Janet got arrested again. I can't wait to see what type of person you become.
4. Forever doesn't mean forever, does it.
5. I feel helpless when I look or think about you; there's nothing I can do anymore to try and help you.
6. I wish the best for you, and I'm jealous of your talent and willpower.
7. Slow down, but don't change.
8. Don't ever try and make out with me again.
9. We can make it. I know we can.
10. DREAMS DO SOME TRUE, YA KNOW.
NINE things about yourself:
1. I'm starving.
2. Claudia is my drug.
3. I'm completely obsessed with CSI: Miami.
4. I'm the jealous type.
5. I don't need reasons for the things I do.
6. I have an addiction to krispy kreme donuts.
7. I can't make decisions for my life.
8. I like my roommates today.
9. I will never give up on my dream of fame (even though I know I should...)
EIGHT ways to win your heart:
1. I don't even know where to begin. This ruined my day.
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SEVEN things that cross your mind a lot:
1. I don't know the way to win my own heart.
2. The fact that I haven't started Christmas shopping.
3. Contemplating on cleaning my room/desk. I can't function!
4. Download my list of songs. And go through Katie's iTunes.
5. Summer.
6. My dream: I was interviewed by some magazine about my 3 biggest fears (suffocation, being misquoted in the media, and having Lauren Conrad curse me out. All of which are't actually big fears of mine).
7. Alternate ways of procrastination.
SIX things you wish you never did:
1. Told Lauren Levy she could come up and I'd show her Southern.
2. Stopped watching Food Network.
3. Signed up for African American Literature.
4. Pretended to like Natt's roommate.
5. High School.
6. Discovered Dubra.
FIVE turn offs:
1. Facial hair.
2. Personally offensive derogatories.
3. People who lack basic organizational skills.
4. African American literature.
5. African Americans (It's what happens when you live in New Haven, your inner-racist somehow finds its way to the surface).
FOUR turn ons:
1. Pretty people.
2. Personal hygeine.
3. Individuality (to an extent).
4. Kraaaaaaazy Polak.
THREE emoticons that describe your life:
1. :-*
2. :-o
3. :(
TWO things you want to do before you die:
1. Find something(/one) that I absolutely love doing.
2. Be in the tabloids.
ONE confession:
1. I have so many secrets, and I don't know how to deal with them.
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Wednesday, November 7th, 2007
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I NEED THANKSGIVING BREAK MORE THAN BRITNEY NEEDS ANOTHER CHANDELIER.
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Thursday, August 16th, 2007
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Posting is so tedious.
I just want to be a superhero.
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Saturday, August 4th, 2007
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Tomorrow I'm heading off to the cape with Katie, Sarah and eventually Claudia. I'm actually really excited to be staying in Sarah's grandparent's house... just the four of us. I'm sensing a shitload of bonding time and I'm absolutely head over heels in excitement!
We're heading to the beach every single day. Hopefully I'll get tanner than I already am (thank you, BTCC!). We're also heading to Provincetown to get our shops on, and for Katie and Sarah to pretend they're lezzies. Hilarious. We're seeing the Cape Cod potato chip factory and hardcore mini golfing.
This is the perfect way to end the summer... I do love my bitches.
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I really hope my girl Whitney Houston makes a come-back and a half.
If selling my family would help her regain her stardom, then by golly... consider me an orphan.
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Saturday, June 16th, 2007
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OH MY FUCKING GOD.
I'm so jealous of my sister! She went to the Thirsty Turtle last night with a few of her friends. GUESS WHO SHE MET!
Ron fucking Jeremy! The infamous porn star with the 9" penis! She came back this morning with her boob signed, "RJ" with a little heart and an aarow.
What I wouldnt give to be 21...
In case you guys don't know who Ron Jeremy is... visit here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ron_Jeremy
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| Time: | 10:34 pm. |
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Lindsay Garofalo is one of the greatest people in the world.
Lindz and I had a playdate yesterday! I've greatly missed her. I forgot that she's like the only one of my friends who keeps up with the tabloids and celebrity gossip as much as I do. I'm not even kidding when we had a good 2-3 hour conversation about Hollywood and stuff.
We played cards, also. Both of us completely forgot how to play rummy 500, and needed my mother to come and explain the rules to us as if we had both been lobotomized. Lindz kicked my ass, but I wouldn't think that's something to brag about. I'm no competitior.
But seeing Lindz again in a softball-free environment rekindled my love for her. Her and I have been friends for 8 years, how crazy is that? I think Lindz is my longest running friend, but I've known Helena since second grade. It only took Helena like, 6 years to befriend me.
Lindsay is a keeper. For real.
I was thinking about taxes today while I was driving. I don't understand them. I remember Katie told me something about how the tax dollars go to things like fixing roads and stuff but like, it still doesnt seem ... normal. Normal definitely isnt the right word... Taxes just dont seem ... okay. Okay, where's the adjective. Whatever, I don't know where I'm going with this. Taxes are bologna! (Thank you, Oscar Mayer, for teaching me how to spell 'bologna')
Next week is my last week receptionist-ing at Tom's Auto Driving School, Inc. I found another job at the Burning Tree Country Club (courtesy of Lindsay Garofalo!) I'm going to be molding the young minds of America into lean, disciplined, and (not so) hardworking citizens of the United States. I seriously don't know what I got myself into. Whatever, worst comes to work, I fall back on Tom's; I'm their star receptionist, of course.
Christina Aguilera's pregnant! I dont know how I feel about that... her husband is hideous. I guess its the perfect time to do it career wise. Back to Basics is winding down from its super success, which really set her up for taking time off. Congrats, XxXtina!
Okay, on a sidenote. Lindsay confessed to me that in 2006, she "accidently" ripped an American flag in half for a "school project" on FLAG DAY. The most sacred day for flags IN THE WORLD! I'm thinking this is an act of communism. You be the judge:
Poll #1004070
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 7
Is Lindsay a communist?!
FedEx tomorrow!
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Wednesday, June 13th, 2007
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I have no clothes. Scratch that; I have a closet full of clothes with nothing to wear. I'm been trying to widen my horizon as far as clothing goes. I've finally accepted shirts with a collar, and find it awkward when I dont have a collar. I had an epiphany as far as jeans go. There were so many styles, cuts, colors... Low Rise Boot Cut was my solution. I dont know if any of my readers have been hardcore shopping with me before, but I'm a difficult one.
I made Natalia go shopping with me today bc I had absolutely no shirts. I drove! I dont like being in the car with Natalia when she's the passenger. She always drives. It was so awkward. I would have let her drive Low5 again, but it would have just been doubly as confusing and disruptive to my environment. I also find it crazy that the word 'environment' has an 'n' in it. Well, I guess its not as weird as I think it is. I say the word as 'in-vy-er-mint.' Did I mention I have a faux-speech impediment?
I'm in love with Kathy Griffin, by the way. Season 3 of her show started and I'm absolutely head over heels. Although shes not an A-lister, she will always be one of my faves.
Speaking of A-listers, I was reading AOL News today, and it had a preview of the Forbes 100 Biggest Celebrity Losers (stars who have celebrity, but are definitely not in the spotlight.) I was really surprised to see that Jennifer Lopez was number 59. When I first read it I was like "Hell no! My girl J.Lo cannot be touched." But I guess if you break it down... she had a string of flop movies like Gigli, An Unfinished Life etc. Her album isnt doing very well. So I guess she deserves number 59; its in the second half of stars who still have a little bit of celebrity flame glowing. I still love you J.Lo!
My nose is running, I gotta go catch it. Smell ya later.
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Today is my father's 60th birthday! I can't believe hes 60 years old... does that qualify as senior citizenship? I hope I make it to 60 somday. I probably wont because of my poor and irrational decision making skills, but one can hope!
I still find it really hard to believe that I went and spent $300 on playstation 2, guitar hero 2, and 2 guitars. Its seriously one of the most addicting things I've ever experienced in my life... aside from cocaine and the FedEx from Firehouse Deli. For those of you who don't understand the premise of the game, I'll generally explain it. You basically play a song on the faux-guitar by pressing the corresponding colored buttons that appear on the screen. Kind of like a DDR, but for rockstars like me. Its gotten to the point where when I close my eyes, I can still see the game playing... and hear the music playing. Its depressing, I know.
I spent like, 3 hours with Fran today. I was on the edge of suicide. She called the Driving School and I answered. I believe the conversation when something along these lines:
Me: Tom's Driving School.
Fran: I need someone right now.
Me: What's wrong?
Fran: I cant breathe!!!
::click::
Obviously, I sit back in my seat and reflect on what just happened. Did my grandma really just ask ME for help? Of all people to ask for help in an emergency situation... she should know I'm a mess. I'm frantic, unorganized and I usually ignore problems until they go away. Its just my nature. You don't even know me, grandma! You dont even KNOW me!
I know my grandma is notorious for faking illnesses and stuff for attention, so I entered her apartment with a great deal of skepticism. I find Fran just relaxing in her chair, fanning herself like she's in the middle of the Sahara Desert in late July. I walk over and I'm like, "I'll get you a cold washcloth." Within the first hour of my visit, she's peed twice, made me redirect the direction of the fans, watch All My Children with her, make her a sandwich, wash the dishes and reapply the cold compresses about six dozen times. I could have killed her. Okay... repeat this process twice, and thats how I spent my day. All in all, she was faking the whole thing. I took her temperature, it was normal. She showed no signs of perspiration. Whatever, Fran. WHATEVER.
I got back to the office at like, 2 and had lunch. Tom's discovered this new deli, Corbo's, that has a sandwich that I'm absolutely in love with. Its grilled chicken, provolone cheese, roasted peppers and honey mustard. If it were legal to marry inanimate objects, I'd be all over this one.
So Scary Spice's child really is Eddie Murphy's! I totally knew it. Iris-Angel Murphy Brown is the child's name. Am I the only one that thinks the second part of her name is hilarious? Murphy Brown? The 1988 TV series!
Claudia sprayed my legs with sunless tanner that I had in my bathroom... I wonder what my lower half will look like in 6 hours. I hope I don't turn orange like Mariah Costello. Whatever, its a small price to pay for a little social acceptance. It's about freaking time!
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LiveJournal, LiveJournal... what the fuck.
Its Jake's 3rd birthday today! I feel kind of bad that I didn't plan anything for him... I didn't bake a cake... I didn't invite over any of his friends... I'm such a shitty owner.
Anyways... I worked my ass off at Tom's today. Worked meaning I didn't really do anything until I really HAD to. I was sitting at my desk and all of the sudden there was a line going down the stairway. I panicked... and didn't know what to do. The only way I can describe the scenario is a mother notices a 400 pound boulder is on top of her child... and somehow, some way manages to gather the strength to single handed-ly lift the boulder off of her child, and toss it to the side. I was the mother, and the line was my child. I did about 390573203 eye-exams and a good .75 of a permit. When everything settled down, I just looked around, completely disoriented and thought, "Damn, I'd make a good mother."
On Friday I went to the BX with my girl T. Meaning... I went to the Bronx Zoo with Tristen, her sister, and her sister's boyfriend. It was one of the best times ever! The second we got there, the parking director informed us that a sea lion gave birth to a baby sea lion (obviously) named Keanu. I don't even know what a sea lion looks like. I also witnessed a gorilla vomit into his hand and then consume it... again.
I forgot that the Bronx Zoo had the sky-rail, appropriately named the 'Skyfari!' I remember the last time I went on the Skyfari, I was in the 4th grade and had to share the small cabin thing with the obese-ist teacher, Mrs. Brown. I was scared because I thought the sheer weight of her was going to break the cable; I was so naive. Anyways, Taryn's boyfriend was scared out of his mind. I guess he thought that the skyfari was like a monorail... just a lot higher. He was practically in tears the whole time. Tristen was having the time of her life, or something. She screamed to the cabins flowing in the opposite direction, and attempted to spit on someone. The spit never made it to its destination... and got stuck on the door.
I miss Paris Hilton. I was watching the news updates yesterday and my mom happened to walk in the room and utter, "I'm glad shes back in jail." I almost hit her. I wanted to scream, "You don't understand the pressure of being and heiress mom, you just don't know!" But then I realized... I dont know either, so I didnt really have an argument.
And Larry Birkhead definitely didn't/doesn't love Anna Nicole. I was watching ET and he was asked if he ever loved her. His reply was a mumble. No tears. A nod of his head. All while rubbing his lower lip with his index finger. Anyone could tell he was lying... and that includes Stevie Wonder. He was just so unbelievable. Whatever, Larry. I'm happy you're the father of Dannilynn, but get your shit together. At least try a little harder next time...
Happy Birthday, Gene Wilder!
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Wednesday, October 18th, 2006
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Monday, August 28th, 2006
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So... I'm leaving tomorrow for college! Yay!
I haven't really started packing, everythings just piled in the middle of my room completely unorganized. I work well under pressure, so I'm not worried.
I love you all! Peace!
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