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May 1st, 2006


09:31 am
Reading old entries is weird. . . .
Hell week is over
Hell Semester is almost over (only 2 more weeks of stress!)
Summer is coming
I'm Happy :)

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February 23rd, 2006


05:05 pm
I'm in Andrea's room hanging out with Doug Funny. Patty Mayonaise ain't got nothin on me.

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December 15th, 2005


10:51 pm
peekaboo :P

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August 16th, 2005


01:35 am
BALLS
Current Mood: sillysilly

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July 31st, 2005


10:16 pm
Oh live journal how often I forget about thee. It seems as though everyone else has anyway. I just came back from my weekend trip to the "knee." I went to a sick tiki party at Erin's place, some how I rocked the beer pong table. I guess it's hard to be consistantly good if I don 't actually aim (but then what would be my excuse when I lose?). Sat. night I passed out after work on the living room couch at around 8 and woke up to Bruce Springsteen special on VH1. Exciting I know, but my body just crashes with this work schedule (yeah late night partying doesn't help). I can't wait till this weekend when I finally have a break, kinda. There's this stream that people can swim in at the end of a path down the street from my house and I'm going to find it!!!! I hope it's far enough away from the road that once you get there it's as if the rest of the world is left behind you. That would be nice.

Friggin' target. This weekend when I had to work, I missed Joe's party, and in two weeks I'll miss Neal's party. I probably won't even see neal before I go back to albany. I missed nate's party also. I need to find a better job, any suggestions (something that isn't retail. . . I hate retail) I'm hoping I can maybe find an accompanying job at a nearby school, something flexible. My schedule is crazy next semester, I'll be suprised if I don't have to drop something. But I can't wait to get back. Happy hour with liss, RPI and running/gym with Paige, serendipity, moving in to my place . . MY PLACE!

mmm New York State of Mind is playing right now . . . that song always puts me in a good place.

I'm going to figure out Incubus Drive on the piano . . . than arrange it for a cappella. I have some really good ideas for it a cappella wise, but it'll be so much easier to put down on paper if I jam it out on piano first. Plus it'll be sweet on piano.


BTW- I came home to an awesome Vinyl collection of The Beatles laying on my bed . . . nice.
Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: has anyone seen my sublime albums . . . coldplay for now

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June 13th, 2005


01:11 am
What Broadway Show Are You The Star Of? by LightMyCandle203
Name
Age
Favorite Color
You areKate Monster from Avenue Q, which means you're pretty and smart but no one seems to notice. It sucks to be you.
Quiz created with MemeGen!


haha figures

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June 10th, 2005


01:01 pm
I feel trapped. I'm going nowhere, and I'm getting sucked in deeper into nowhereness.
I'm drained.

it's just not fucking fair.
Current Mood: pessimisticpessimistic

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May 23rd, 2005


02:53 am
So I sat at the red light in dobbs (the second one). It didn't change, for a really long time. Long enough for me to contemplate that it was broken. It was 2:30 in the morning, I'm listening to some old school ben folds, and I'm trapped at this red light. I can't make right on a red, unfortunately I couldn't ignore the bold letters in front of my face telling me this. A guy who was at the gas station even walked around and checked the lights. All of the lights were just sitting on red, nobody was supposed to go anywhere. Of course there was no one at the actual light but me, so I supposed I could've run it, but for some reason I really just wanted to know if it was broken or just slower than the usual slow Dobbs Ferry traffic lights.

I read that book the Fuck Up. I had seen it in Andrea's room. It appealed to me for two reasons, it had the right texture cover. Whenever I see a book with this type of cover I always want to read it. The other reason, the title had the word fuck in it. While that may be stupid, I really like the word Fuck, I like saying it, I like doing it, and in general I just find it very useful term to use when expressing aggression (that I experience oh so often). Anyway, I finished it a few days ago, hm, maybe a week. But I can't decide if I enjoyed reading this book. It made me feel uncomfortable I know that much. I thought that when you were reading about a character that is just in such a worse scenario than you, it makes you feel better off. But instead I just felt worse. I have this tendency to get over involved with these characters. My whole entire mood for the day can be determined by what happened to this dude. But I suppose I'll never end up working at a gay porno theater. I just hope my life is going somewhere.
Current Mood: contemplativecontemplative

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May 17th, 2005


09:26 am
I'm already starting to miss Albany. I know I was just about sick of it at the end of the year, that is when in came to work and just having to do lots of stuff, errands and such. I was sick of responsibility, because sometimes you just need a break. But whenever I get home I start to miss that forest of concrete. It's during the summer when, yes, albany starts to look beautiful. Running around the perimeter is amazing, because it's really the only time I venture to the opposite side of the campus where all the fields and the "U Albany Pond." While I would not step foot into the pond, because I'm sure it is of equal caliber as the Hudson River, it is nice to walk around. The fountain, oh yes, the fountain. It's the point in campus where when the weather is nice and warm, or even a bit chilly, everyone is just there. Just tanning, relaxing, doing homework, dodgin frisbees, throwing frisbees to be dodged, getting thrown in, I've even seen people play rugby! God will give albany a beautiful day for fountain day. He may make it snow afterwards and before, but on the holeyest of days that is fountain day there will be clear warm skies. The school may have made it stricter, but I dunno, I was still trashed as were all my friends. Oh and I got my ass beatin by some huge dude in the world's biggest pillow fight (which I think the record was re-broken about 3 days later . . in china or something haha!). But it was so amazing looking, when all the thousands of students that were there starting throwing there pillows up high in the air. It was kind of like graduation when they throw the hats up, but waaaaaaaaaaay bigger. I guess this is the point I would like to mention Herkimer Hall. Herkimer hall (which is the hall I lived in if you haven't figured that out) had the reputation of being the worst hall on Colonial and quad and possibly the campus. Basically we were the major PARTY HALL!!! Although, there are some things I regret happening in our hall, because it's just gross, and the meetings with the RD were a pain in the buttocks (yes buttocks!) Still every night was an event, some form of entertainment. So if I couldn't get drunk or go out, there was always someone in the hall who did go out who could entertain me. Pauly's happy hour every friday was a drunken hall rendevous for our hall. One of the guys bartended. . . and by bartend I mean he was beer bitch! But I miss just always having something to do, and never being disappointed. If shit fell through, there was something else. If anything every bar has a night or two of a week where they are really awesome. But towards the end of the year I really started appreciating doing more chill thing. Like playing beer pong at Ben's, getting drunk with Dip' and etones at Jana's, movie night, late night cig with Joe on the vent, BBQs (there is this nearby park with a bbq area and a lake with paddle boats!), collins circle with elissa doing whatever usually frisbee but sometimes she'd kick my ass in some soccer), salvation army trips, cruising with Maggs, hotdog hunts, watching a movie every night with suzy (even if we did pass out after about two minutes), the most amazing trip to RPI with Paige!!! I mean, I was never really doing anything, but I was always doing something, and whatever it was I was doing no matter how retarded or pointless was always fun. It's hard not to have fun when 5 of your best friends live in your suite, two live down the hall, and one lives across the archway. It's amazing to look around in the dining hall and see how many people you really just know in this huuuuuge school. If you venture onto other quads it's a whole different kind of fun. Downtown: a place that is entirely over run by students, it's crazy/entertaining. Especially the first going out night of the year, it's so warm out and everyone is there I can't even describe it, its second only to the first happy hour. I was def. ready to come home for a while, but looking back at least I can remember that I really have something to look forward to, heh. Not to mention I'll be turning 21, which means I can go to the big girl bars, and get my giant free margarita from Bombers.

There is so much more I could say, and want to. But it's 10 in the morning, I'm tired, there's family guy to be watched, and yogurt to be eaten.

Later
Current Mood: nostalgicnostalgic

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May 16th, 2005


10:14 pm
lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful

tiptoe to your room
a starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
and you never knew

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

there's nowhere left to hide
in no one to confide
the truth runs deep inside
and will never die

lips are turning blue
a kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
my beautiful

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

sing for absolution
I will be singing
falling from your grace

our wrongs remain unrectified
and our souls won't be exhumed



I'm going to learn this song tomorrow. I wish I could play it right now, I don't like to play when my parents are home. I feel uncomfortable, I need privacy. Sometimes I just really want to play for people, but a lot of the time I just need to play for myself otherwise it feels restricting. I don't know how to describe it. I've never played anyone my own songs, my lyrics are embarrassingly pathetic. A dirty lymric is more poetic then my stuff. Maybe if I practiced writing more. Words are my enemy.

I will practice tomorrow, real practicing involving scales and beethoven. I can play radiohead and phish till no end but that isn't helping my technique. My muscles are starting to get weak and I can't play as long which sucks. I can still go a good hour though . . . but that's not enough.

Played some frisbee with denise today. I don't have a frisbee anymore so we bought one for 2.99 at CVS. That thing is the biggest (and by biggest I mean smallest, it was a little bit bigger than the size of my hand) piece of crap I have ever bought, I need a good frisbee. I borrowed Liss' throughout the year, and I don't want to stop playing just because I'm not at school. But it was so nice just throwing a frisbee around at this beautiful park in croton. It was just the right warmth that you felt comfortable but not hot, and could walk around barefoot. Which is my absolute favorite part of warm weather . . . not wearing shoes. I love the feeling of grass between my toes. It has the cool feeling that almost feels wet but not really. Although I will admit. I had to put my shoes back on. . . there was too much goose crap lying around. I'm trying to keep my good habits that I developed this year. I'm def. going running tomorrow, hopefully denise is coming with me. There are these awesome paths at Croton point park that I desperately want to get lost in/ explore. It seems like they all lead to little private beaches, or areas. I wouldn't run through those, I'm not good with hills, I'm hardly good with running a flat path.

Have you guys heard about those new cats? They're the size of dogs, part cheetah or leopard or something. They're about 5000 dollars and illegal in New York state . . . .and I want one. . .. bad. Even my dad likes them, and my dad doesn't like anything with more than two legs. They are so beautiful and elegant looking.
Current Mood: peacefulpeaceful
Current Music: Muse - Absolution

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