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[Oct. 29th, 2004|08:53 am] |
if you never hear from me again,
know that it's because i died of anxiety in the middle of my ear training midterm. |
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[Oct. 20th, 2004|12:26 pm] |
i only seem to make time to write things down here when i'm upset.
so just for the record: i love my dorm, i love my friends, i love my classes (with the exception of english because i can literally feel the life draining out of me when my teacher speaks, and music tech because i feel like it's something i need to teach myself, and sitting in a classroom with forty other people does not make me feel any better about "garage band" or "reason" or whatever the hell else we've been doing), and i really like boston. it's not new york. but that's not a bad thing.
there's a stevie wonder tribute concert tonight in the BPC that i really want to catch (at least part of it), and after that.. i need to study for midterms (and play pool with michela!). really. |
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[Oct. 20th, 2004|01:17 am] |
happy birthday to anthony!,
you are my starshine and you make my world brighter.
(i wanted to call and sing obnoxiously into the phone, but it is MIA.)
i hope you are having a lovely evening, check your mail next week. <3 |
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[Oct. 10th, 2004|08:05 am] |
happy birthday, Christina!
check your voicemail. :) |
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[Oct. 8th, 2004|03:39 pm] |
so, my dad's sitting in traffic on the mass pike.
what the fuck, red sox. i want to go home NOW. a little over a month ago, if you had told me i'd want to go back to a little place called long island, i probably would have choked on my laughter. but i need a weekend away from here.
if your name is anthony joanna (caitlin, christina?) or domenick, or if you plan to be in the nyc area tonight, you need to call me when you're done with classes and let me know when i should take the train is. i'm expecting to walk out of penn and be greeted by fucking BANNERS, guys. and a marching band. :)
see you soon!. |
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[Sep. 28th, 2004|05:52 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | the clicking of keys in the computer lab. | ] |
you know what's not fun?
walking in the rain with your new umbrella and still getting soaked.
you know what's even LESS fun?
walking in the rain with your new umbrella and getting soaked FOR NOTHING because your class was cancelled.
it happens.
&
to the six people this concerns:
i'll be in nyc the 8th and 9th of october.
i'll be on long island the 10th and 11th.
please plan your schedules accordingly.
that is all. |
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[Sep. 12th, 2004|02:14 pm] |
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| | "i will," the beatles | ] |
i have never been so intellectually bored in my entire life.
boston is lame. berklee is lame. the fact that commonwealth's internet never works when i need it to (like right now when i have to type up e-mails and entries in "textedit") is lame. this shoe box size dorm room with the peeling paint and nails jutting out of the wall just above my bed is lame.
but i got a pedicure yesterday. and then i saw damone for free at the half shell. and that's not lame.
not ever. |
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[Sep. 5th, 2004|08:00 pm] |
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i don't like it here. |
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[Aug. 21st, 2004|06:09 pm] |
anthony is funny because he makes amazing sound effects while he is being scalded by hot water and choking on uncooked brownies, simultaneously. carrie is funny because she tells us cute stories and thinks the marshmellow fluff sings some kind of hallelujha chorus when you take the lid off. if you don't believe me, come to cold stone. you will see for yourself.
i worked 9-(almost)5 but i can't really complain about it because the majority of my morning was spent with just them, dancing and singing to ben jelen and the postal service. who else gets to do that, and be paid, really?
i'll give you an example of what "work" consists of in the morning, before costumers come in: carrie let anthony imprint his face on a tray of brownies. yeah.. i don't really get it, either.
i am working tomorrow from 10am-4pm. you should come in and visit me. i can't give you free ice cream because there's a new notice on the wall stating that i will be "terminated" if i do that. you should want to see me anyway. |
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| i did not create the stakes, i just happen to like apples, and i am not afraid of snakes... |
[Aug. 20th, 2004|09:36 pm] |
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| | "adam & eve," ani difranco | ] |
it seems that a cricket has taken up residence in my room. i haven't slept in my own bed for the last two nights because of him and his incessant chirping. i wouldn't mind it so much, but i have to work tomorrow...9-5.
in nine days i'll be out of here and he can have it.
you know, i've been looking forward to getting there so much that i somehow forgot to be sad. in certain respects, i'm actually happier than i have been in a long time. i'm going to miss certain people, of course. but it isn't as if i'm never going to see them again. the people i love know that i love them, more than anything, and i'll carry them with me wherever i go. but i have a feeling the time will fly by so fast, that i'll be home again before anyone even has a chance to notice i was gone.
this whole process has been rather frustrating, though. the housing waiting list and taking out loans, especially. hopefully everything is finished going haywire and what's been worked out will stay that way. everyone is telling me about their roommates and classes and i am jealous because i won't be moving into my dorm until september 7th. i also don't know who my roommate(s) is (are), and i won't know until then. but i will live with it, because i have to.
i saw john mayer and maroon 5 at jones beach on wednesday night. watching the sun set over the water with jimmy v bouncing around the stage, i thought about how long island isn't all that terrible of a place sometimes. but that doesn't mean i have to stick around it.
something profound trivial would normally go here, but i am through attempting to be "deep." i just want to get out of here.
berklee-ites, only nine days to go. can you believe it? |
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[Jul. 27th, 2004|05:32 am] |
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| | somewhere only we know. | ] |
x. 
x. someone needs to tell anthony and anna to stop discussing me and spreading rumors when i'm away. seriously, it isn't nice. ( x. )
x. the bourne supremacy was..ok. i'm not into action movies with lots of gore and violence and a story that could be shortened to fifteen minutes without all those car chases and guns being fired off. but if that's your thing...see it.
x. my paid account (<3 thank you again, soso much) expires in eight days and that will probably be it for this journal.
x. the sun is up, i think it's time for bed. |
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[Jun. 18th, 2004|05:11 pm] |
 it's a quiet thing.
(introduce yourself. we can take it from there.) |
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