| Friday, January 5th, 2007 |
| 12:20 am |
I love vacation
There are two types of crazy. The first kind involves good friends and in my case, usually good tequila. Then there's the second kind. The kind where I get caught in the middle of some stupid, crazy-ass drama that is too immature for high school. I'm all set with that kind. Grow thicker skin, own up to your shit and don't fuck with my best friend. Bottom line. Do not fuck with my best friend. Wanna test me? Current Mood: annoyed |
| Monday, November 13th, 2006 |
| 12:41 am |
Are you dead?
Plans changed a lot this week. The weekend turned out ok, although completely different that what was expected. Now I'm waiting for a phone call and to register for classes. I won't hold my breath for the phone call. Current Mood: blahCurrent Music: Low Rider |
| Saturday, October 7th, 2006 |
| 11:20 pm |
Rockin through the night
Tony's gone again. It makes me feel lame. He was my excuse not to be a good sister. I don't even know what that means anymore. He's more than an excuse. To be completely cliche, he's my rock. I'm going to watch Saturday Night Live soon. Current Mood: distressedCurrent Music: Funky Town |
| Friday, September 29th, 2006 |
| 1:13 pm |
I miss MCLA but there's a part of me that's almost afraid to go back, even if it is just to visit. I hate that lives continued even though I transferred. Today blows. Current Mood: sadCurrent Music: Jet |
| Thursday, September 7th, 2006 |
| 4:02 pm |
Billy Idol?
I hate being sick. On the bright side though, I got to sleep till noon, lay on the couch all day and watch Eight Men Out which was really good. Our new couch was delivered today. It's kind of ugly, but it's comfortable I guess. I need more nap time. Current Mood: nauseatedCurrent Music: The Smiths |
| Wednesday, August 30th, 2006 |
| 12:47 am |
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| Tuesday, August 8th, 2006 |
| 11:51 am |
Everything's in slow motion
I feel like I have a hangover, but all I drank last night was water and lemonade. Maybe I should have had the beer. When I was in the fifth grade, I was going to run away to California with my best friend, Patty. I chickened out at the last minute. We were going to steal her mom's car because Patty knew how to drive it. I remembered that for some reason last night. We would have been caught within the first twenty four hours, I'm sure, but I wonder how things could have been different. Some part of me still thinks that everything is perfect in California. Maybe if things stay the way it is right now, I'll go there for a while. It could be good. At least it would be new. Current Mood: discontentCurrent Music: Blue October |
| Thursday, July 13th, 2006 |
| 7:54 pm |
That's the way we became the Brady Bunch
I think Tony went running, but I don't know. CSI is on. My new tat kinda hurts. It's puffy. I hope I won't die. We're going to a farm party tonight around nine and then sleeping in the back of Tony's truck under the stars. I hope there aren't a lot of mosquitoes. I hate bugs. The pillows are missing. Ton's mom is upstairs chatting with her friend whose name I can not recall. She scares me a little. i think a nap may be in order. Current Mood: boredCurrent Music: Boston |
| Tuesday, July 11th, 2006 |
| 5:48 pm |
What was I thinking
So I'm in Maryland, staying with Tony's family through the 22nd. Things are going well. We got back from our cruise to Bermuda on Sunday where I discovered, much to my dismay, that I'm going to have to work on that whole sea legs thing. That'll be interesting, as I plan on keeping a sailor around for a while. I got a tattoo tody. Tony did too. It was a bonding experience, and the artist, Virginia, was really freeking cool. I need a nap. A nap and batting cages and mini golf. Current Mood: sleepyCurrent Music: Crappy country music |
| Sunday, June 18th, 2006 |
| 10:02 pm |
We could be happy too
The Red Sox are on, but disturbingly enough, I'd rather be watching the Ultimate Coyote on CMT. Tony's leaving really early tomorrow morning and I have to go to stupid class which I'm seriously considering skipping except for the fact that I have a stupid freeking quiz every freeking day. I hate summer school. Some things I love... 1. flat, ice cold root beer 2. Friday nights with the girls 3. Chill nights with a few friends 4. Thunderstorms at the beach 5. Singing the phrase, "Douche bag" 6. Shopping for things I don't need 7. Thinking about a month long vacation to Bermuda/ Maryland 8. Those automatic givens who I am not mushy enough to mention Thank you. Current Mood: boredCurrent Music: Damone |
| Thursday, June 15th, 2006 |
| 2:13 pm |
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| Monday, March 27th, 2006 |
| 8:09 am |
I saw George at Old Navy the other day. Sadly, Onjalon was not with him. Current Mood: calmCurrent Music: Toadies |
| Thursday, March 23rd, 2006 |
| 12:30 am |
"The tragic right is a condition of life"
I feel extremely isolated. Bored. That's nothing new, but I do have a new kind of restless. My boyfriend and best friend are on adventures. Of course, I only get to talk to my boyfriend every 15-30 days and my best friend could potentially be in a pretty dangerous situation, but they are out living their lives. It's so short. I wonder why there is a need to spend four years of precious life sort of trapped in theoretical further education when we could be out there learning from experience. Why the need to be rich when we can live off so little. Who needs an expensive home when they're traveling the world so much on personal adventure after personal adventure that there's no time to live in it. It's cold in my house. Current Mood: drainedCurrent Music: Stone Temple Pilots |
| Monday, March 13th, 2006 |
| 4:37 pm |
Aint got no time to get old
Feeling down. Life is boring. Need a drink. Going to MCLA Wednesday. Head exploding. It was great to hear from friends home for spring break. Oh wait. Commence the wallowing in self pity. Current Mood: blankCurrent Music: Nine Inch Nails |
| Monday, February 6th, 2006 |
| 10:57 pm |
I don't know who I am today
I used to listen to Ben Harper with Lisel all the time. I went back and forth a lot, and when I think about it, she really wasn't a very good friend, but that was such a fantastic time in my life. All the beautiful drama. The pretty lies I told myself that held me securely in a make-believe utopia. Maybe if I backstroke I can regain who I was. Maybe remember who I want to be. Current Mood: pensiveCurrent Music: Ben Harper |
| Sunday, February 5th, 2006 |
| 1:58 pm |
Always come unglued
So many papers to write. So many people to please. I just don't want to do this anymore. I'm bored and I'm hung over and I think this whole thing sucks. I'm celebrating the superbowl tonight with corn dogs and maybe a couple beers, but that depends on whether or not the headache from the past few nights of drinking goes away first. Actually, that probably won't stop me anyway. Tony's going to bring me back some baseball cards from Japan. I won't know what they say, but I'll be excited anyway. Only four more months of this bullshit and then the rest of my life. Current Mood: tiredCurrent Music: AudioSlave |
| Friday, January 20th, 2006 |
| 12:04 am |
Though I guess it's reality
Classes started up again and they seem pretty cool so far. I guess that kind of eases the blow of the fact that I'm going to be in college forever. I think if I ever get married, my significant will have a limit as to how frequently we see out in-laws. Like, maybe once every 3 to 6 months would be good. For sanity's sake. Except for Nicole because I'm making the rule and I say so. I wanna stay in my bed forever. Current Mood: sleepyCurrent Music: Evan's Blue |
| Wednesday, January 11th, 2006 |
| 1:47 am |
Trolls can smell the dreams you dreamed before you were born
I went out to dinner with Dan tonight and then we watched Sideways. I accidentally stole his Red Sox hat. Once during the war my Nana and a friend of hers planned a dance at some hall in East Boston for the sailors. They contacted the USO who said they would send over the soldiers if the girls took care of everything else. They decorated the hall, got some local musicians to play for free and brought a bus load of girls. The sailors never showed. My nana, in responce, got on the bus with her friend and drove around until they came upon a gaggle of sailors, not long after. She invited them to the dance at the hall, where the rest of the girls still waited, disappointed at the lack of potential babies' daddys' and wound up going back with a bus load of soldiers. The dance was a wild success. She told me that story last night over pie while her husband, a former WWII soldier was lying in the hospital, where it seems all they can do is make him comfortable for the time being. He's still there now. My Uncle is staying at her house tonight. He's heard all her stories and laughs when she gets confused. It can be funny, I'll admit, but not while she's trying to distract herself from the fatct that her husband of 60 years is dying. Here I sit, wondering when my boyfriend is going to work out his internship and when I'll have enough money to do the abstract things I want. Trivial. Current Mood: tiredCurrent Music: Coldplay |
| Tuesday, December 6th, 2005 |
| 12:10 am |
We could be "heroes"
I feel very cold. Very lonely. Once I thought this was old. I still do. I don't need any hugs, just a phone call. Current Mood: sadCurrent Music: David Bowie |
| Thursday, December 1st, 2005 |
| 11:18 am |
I just failed my bio test. I had something I really wanted to say, but now I forget what it was. Fuck. Shane's coming soon. Current Mood: crankyCurrent Music: Dean Martin |