October 31, 2003
Ignore my pity party if
Ignore my pity party if you wish. You're invited, though.
This has been a major let-down day for me. And a few things led to all this. 1, My being 17 still screws up so much for me. 4 friggin' long months left. 2, I am so sick and tired of not being able to go out on my own.
M's party is probably still in full swing, and why on Earth did I sign up for the SATs for tomorrow morn? I got home about 6:30ish, and ate, changed into costume (a gypsy, minus her crystal ball), then called Allie to see what time she was going to be oof from work. Turns out another worker never showed, and Allie was stuck at Blockbuster until 9pm. Screws up my night. Thus, no candy, and no party. Sigh. And it wasn't until Mum drives me to Blockbuster to meet Allie that I find out I am allowed to go to M's party, because Puppy's mum will be there and it's not just going to be me, Puppy, M and L. In other words, there's more people (all still older than I, so I'm not seeing mum's logic), so I'd be able to go. Mum's just not willing to drive me to M's and pick me up later. Fun. So now I'm stuck here at home, still dressed up, and moping about eating leftover Hershey's chocolate. Wee.
I got an email from
I got an email from BSPR today, supposedly they posted pictures of "positives" from the Constellation here. Check 'em out. But the "orbs" they see just look like they have a dirty camera lens.
This is my last Halloween as minor, so instead of going out with my ship friends tonight, I'll be going over to Allie's and trick-or-treating one last time. Yay for free candy. (and I would actually be allowed to go to M's party, but the SATs are tomorrow and I need to be a Poly HS at 8am.)
Today being Halloween and all, I might as well post my list of favorite horror movies. The ones they've put out the past couple years have just been crappy, (with a few exceptions), so I resort to some of the oldies.
1) House on Haunted Hill (1959)
Don't see the 1999 version, it's an over-priced redo of a Vincent Price movie. The original, in the creepy black and white film, not only scared the crap out of me, but was an on-the-edge-off-your-seat, nail-biting movie the entire way. I want to rent this again. Anyone want to join me?
2) The Thing
So it's a sci-fi movie. Enough twists and fast enough to keep me interested, which can oft be a hard thing to do with horror/scifi movies.
3) Young Frankenstein
I love love love this movie, it's utterly hilarious, and the puns are horrible. It's bad. Anytime I here the word master, I have a terrible deja vu' of Igor saying in his croaky voice, "Yesssss, maaasterr."
4) Little Shop of Horrors
I remember seeing this as a little girl, and it scared
October 30, 2003
God, I'd do anything to
God, I'd do anything to get away.
It all feels like everything's crashing down on me, and to top it off, they're just pointing at me and adding more to the load.
I don't feel like talking to anyone, or doing anything, just sitting here. And the bs Jacob's giving me makes it 10x worse, so I want to get out, even go and volunteer for work. But I can't. And there's another situation.
I know the hatch cover was on. Just not secured. And whatever this means for myself and Puppy, I have no idea, and it bugs the heck out of me.
Work isn't even the worst of it, it just adds on to the mess.
Thank God for friends like Allie and Mike. Yesterday afternoon, she called me to see if I was sociable, and picked me up. We walked around TowsonTowne Center for a while, enjoyed some Joe Corbi's, and watched Memento. I'm so very grateful for here. Whenever I'm down, she drops whatever she's doing and cheers me up, even if it's just to let me vent and escape the crap I'm in. And Mike, yes, the Mike I wrote about a couple weeks ago, gave me some advice and just generally kept being the friend he is. It's a good thing, we've chatted a couple times in the past two weeks, and even though it is somewhat awkward after not talking all these years, I'm glad we've reconciled.
Looking forward to this day's end, and tonight.
October 29, 2003
One Step Closer To Life
One Step Closer To Life by MXPX
Some would say tomorrow is just one step closer to death
I'd say tomorrow is just one step closer to life
And understanding and to know it's gonna be alright
So in conclusion have I made my decisions clear?
With every passing moment of my life this year
Well not exactly so that's what I am doing here
No one's on display
And no one's gonna be passed around today
I won't let it happen, if I can help it
Take your inconsistence away
Would it be right to say that no one ever truly listens?
Or takes the time to understand what something means
Without opinion, bias, without a one-track mind
What can be done to change a habit born in our minds?
First step to Kiros is to take the shells out of our eyes
And then to wonder, enjoy life, maybe even relax, even relax
Let me state it one
Let me state it one last time:
I CANNOT STAND ANOTHER FRIGGIN' DAY IN THIS HOUSE.
Only 117 days left.
And this is my biggest reason for not being able to wait until I turn 18. Nevermind the list. It's my brother I cannot stand.
If I get into Towson University, I'm seriously considering living there in one of the dorms. As long as I'm out.
October 28, 2003
.:Yes, I'm a natural blue:.
.:Yes, I'm a natural blue:.
What Finding Nemo Character are You?
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What ever happened to the little red-haired girl?
From an email I received
From an email I received from the Baltimore Society for Paranormal Research group that visited Constellation this past Sunday.
We just wanted to say THANKS for a great time and investigation!!
It's wonderful to work with real professionals for a change!!! We
just made it back to Jersey and will be going through the video and
audio files we have. I did get a chance to go through the digital
photographs and we have 37 "positives"!!! This includes two photos
of what I believe is a large vortex.
October 27, 2003
Because I have way too
Because I have way too much time on my hands:
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME:
01 | heights
02 | loneliness
03 | escalators
THREE PEOPLE WHO MAKE ME LAUGH:
01 | Allie and her ditzy spontaneity
02 | Brooke - I'm a natural blonde, please speak slowly
03 | There's so many, I can't name you all - Puppy, Rach, Kat and the rest... *muah*
THREE THINGS I LOVE:
01 | the ocean
02 | homemade apple crisp
03 | being able to relax in silence with good friends, and knowing that whatever I say next will not change their opinion of me
THREE THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND:
01 | anything science, physics or math-related (matrices? huh? is that a combo DVD set of all the Matrix movies?)
02 | Sherlock Holmes mysteries (where on Earth he gets his conclusions, I have never been able to discover)
03 | Football (I'll root for the Ravens, but I still have no clue what they're doing. I'm a lost cause, people try every year to explain.)
THREE THINGS ON MY DESK:
01 | my work schedule
02 | those packing bubble sheets, all popped
03 | a big pile of CDs (both of the authentic and burned variety)
THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST:
01 | "good grief"
02 | "oh crud"
03 | "ya know" (okay, so this is an oldie, I only say it once in a blue moon now, Allie)
THREE THINGS I'M DOING RIGHT NOW:
01 | listening to "Try Honesty" by Billy Talent
02 | brushing my hair
03 | emailing the people at Baldwin Station for info about their concerts
THREE MEMORIES FROM WHEN I WAS A CHILD:
01 | playing Barbie dolls with Sherry, the girl next dor. she was a few years older than I, and when she moved, she gave me this really awesome Barbie mansion. I loved that thing.
02 | going to Orioles games at Memorial Stadium on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
03 | listening to a "Best of Foreigner"album I found at a beach house we stayed at years ago ( I loved Foreigner, still do)
THREE THINGS I REMEMBER LISTENING TO WHEN I WAS A CHILD:
01 | anything and everything by Van Morrison, The Eagles, Bruce Springsteen or Cat Stevens
02 | Janet Jackson's album that Sherry owned and would let me listen to when I went over her house
03 | songs by any Motown artist, especially The Supremes and The Temptations
THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE:
01 | perform on Broadway
02 | visit Australia, and El Salvador
03 | skydive
THREE THINGS I CAN DO:
01 | bake the most perfect triple chocolate chunk cookies you've ever had
02 | conjugate the Latin word amo
03 | fill up the car with gas (a new concept for me!)
THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY:
01 | boring
02 | quirky
03 | inquisitive
THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY LOOKS:
01 | often smiley for no real reason
02 | your average brown haired, brown eyed, freckled oddball
03 | err, human? (I don't have antennas)
THREE THINGS I CAN'T DO:
01 | dive.
02 | play any instruments
03 | rhyme when I write poetry (much to the annoyance of a certain Allie)
THREE THINGS I THINK EVERYONE SHOULD LISTEN TO:
01 | The "O Brother Where Art Thou?" soundtrack (heck, watch the movie, too)
02 | any of DMB's albums
03 | Dashboard Confessional's "Unplugged" album
THREE THINGS I DON'T THINK YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO EVER:
01 | Britney Spear's rendition of "Satisfaction" (butchering one of rock's most famous songs is not on my list of Things I Want to Do Before I Turn 30)
02 | anything by Ja Rule, 50 Cent, Lil' Kim, or any other hip hop/rap album (with the exception of Eminem, his style is sometimes okay, and Linkin Park, they're just plain awesome)
03 | Shakira ('nuff said)
THREE OF MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE FOODS:
01 | Sesame chicken
02 | anything from Chik-fil-A (certified junkie here)
03 | anything chocolate, unless it's white or minty
THREE THINGS I'D LIKE TO LEARN:
01 | to speak some other language (Spanish) fluently, although now French sounds interesting to learn (and knowing I would piss off a certain someone)
02 | to play an instrument (preferably the guitar)
03 | not to procrastinate
THREE BEVERAGES I DRINK REGULARLY:
01 | orange juice
02 | water
03 | kool-aid
THREE SHOWS I WATCHED WHEN I WAS A KID:
01 | Garfield (I used to wake up at 5am every weekday to watch this, then go back to sleep when it was over)
02 | The Wonder Years (I loved this show!)
03 | Cheers
Who are you? No one
Who are you? No one would even know your name or
who you are. No one may even know what you
really look like. You would be known by a
series of names since you would go under many
aliases and have a number of disguises. You are
very clever and creative, and would almost
always be one step ahead of the authorities.
You would make sure no evidence of your
horrible murders would be left behind, and if
it is, no one would know it was you. You
sneaky, elusive person...authorities would have
hard time trying to catch you. You would
definitely be the mystery criminal. People may
not even know the your killings are all from
you. You would really be a threat to the
public.
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Anyone want to take a
Anyone want to take a road trip with me?
In November, I have the entire Thanksgiving week off, Sunday November 23rd through the 28th off, so I have nothing to do the entire week. And my family never goes anywhere or does anything special for Thanksgiving, so I need something to do. And a 4 or 5 day long trip would be great, perhaps to NYC, Allie? If anyone has any plans or needs something to do, give me a ring or drop me a note.
And I now feel very accomplished. Today's missions: clean the bathroom entirely. Progress: DONE!! Sparkly el bano.
October 26, 2003
Ooh, I feel so spethal...
Ooh, I feel so spethal... I did this Poetic Pictures thing with City College High last fall; we basically wrote poetry about pictures the Hubble Telescope sent back. Very cool, especially when we had a reading in January in the Planetarium, and had this special event for myself and 11 others. Fast forward to this week. I bumped into Kelly from BCCHS last week, and she reminded me of it, and then told me we were invited to the primiere night of our poetry, set to a Davis Panetarium presentation, and it's this Thursday. I forgot entirely about the project up until now, and my writing gets to be seen by a bunch of tourists and Marylanders. How cool.
Song: "I Feel You" by
Song: "I Feel You" by 3 Doors Down
and what do I have to hold, when no one's here to hold me tight?
Call me crazy... I'm reconsidering the idea of taking an "interim year," a year between high school and college. I need a break something fierce. I'll probably take couple basic courses at BCCC, but I still haven't fully decided on Towson U, and applications are due in December, I think. What I really would love is to go to Washington College in Chestertown (about 1 1/2 hours drive from here), but tuition is a little over $20k, and 1) I don't have near that much money, even with a possibility of finaid and scholarships, 2) it's too far away to keep working at the ship, excluding weekends, and I love my job, and 3) I'm terrified of going to a new place where I know no one. But then, I remember how I fell in love with the place - they have an incredible theatre program (even better than TU's, since they're a private liberal arts school, they have about 20 productions a year), they're selective about their students, and that makes it look good to my parents and relatives, and I just loved their programs and everything I heard about them. (plus the guy that interviewed me for my "practice interview" last spring, was hot, so that always is a good thing).
So Wash College is always in the back of my mind, even though there are so many good things about TU. And it's annoying, b/c I really am not sure what I want to do with my life. I want to act on stage, not necessarily TV or movies. I've always loved acting, it's a way of releasing myself and letting myself get lost in the character. But then I know I've only acted in a couple productions. Excluding at least a dozen cantatas I've got under my belt, I was in the dinner theatre play this past spring, and although my part was minor, people commented that my melodramatism stole the show, nevermind the hero and heroine. And it was absolutely fantastic, the play was set in the 1950's and I've never had so much fun - from my flamboyant costumes (I had the best ones, yay for flea market shopping) to my over-the-top hair and makeup to my jewelry and handbags. Which is why I considered designing costumes for theatre. But I don't think I could stand to sit behind the scenes and watch, I have to be out there. Which is why I choose theatre as my major.
And than there's writing. If you would have told me I'd write as much as I do now for fun (and enjoy it) 4 or 5 years ago, I would've smacked you. When I first started writing essays for English Lit and College Writing classes last year, I found I couldn't stop. To get my thoughts on paper, and write so freely about subjects I felt passionate about, it was exhilerating. I feel almost like my passion for writing is slipping away, though, whether it be from lack of use or just a boredom, I don't know. Which is why I need something to write about. I know Puppy gets assignments, so M, assign me something, please. Or someone else, I don't care. Give me a topic.
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October 24, 2003
"Unwritten Letter #1" by Vienna
"Unwritten Letter #1" by Vienna Teng
I need to make distance awhile, but miles don't make your image fade, they don't erase this secret smile
Happy happy two days late birthday to Johhny D!! All my little bros and sissies are growing up... thirteen already. Creepy. *curls up in the corner and feels old*
Haven't received this forward in a long while. An oldie but goodie Urban Legend. (read: bs)
>> > >Subject: Too Serious do not delete
>> > >
>> > >
>> > >: Fw: TOO SERIOUS DO NOT DELETE
>> > > >
>> > > >
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >A friend stopped at a pay-at-the-pump gas station
>> > > > > > >to get gas. Once she filled her gas tank after
>> > > > > > >paying at the pump and started to leave the
>> > > > > > >attendant inside came over the speaker. He told
>> > > > > > >her that something happened with her card and
>> > >
>> > > > > > >that she needed to come inside to pay.
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >The lady was confused because the transaction
>> > > > > > >showed complete and approved. She told him that
>> > > > > > >and was getting ready to leave but the attendant
>> > > > > > >once again urged her to come in to pay or else.
>> > > > > > >She proceeded to go inside and started arguing
>> > > > > > >with the attendant about his threat.
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >He told her to calm down and listen carefully: He
>> > > > > > >told her that while she was pumping gas, a guy
>> > > > > > >slipped into the back seat of her car on the
>> > > > > > >other side and he had called the police. She
>> > > > > > >immediately became scared and looked out there in
>> > > > > > >time to see her car door open and the guy slip
>> > > > > > >out.
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >The report is that the new gang initiation thing
>> > > > > > >is to bring back a woman's body part. One way
>> > > > > > >they are doing this is crawling under girls/women's
>> > > > > > >cars while they're pumping gas or at
>> > > > > > >grocery stores in the night time. Then they are
>> > >
>> > > > > > >cutting the lady's ankles to disable them in
>> > > > > > >order to kidnap them, kill and dismember them.
>> > > > > > >The other way is slipping into unattended cars
>> > > > > > >and kidnapping the women to kill and dismember
>> > > > > > >them.
>> > > > > > >Please pass this on to other women, young and old
>> > > > > > >alike. Be extra careful going to and from your
>> > > > > > >car at night. If at all possible, don't go
>> > > > > > >alone! This is real!!
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >The message:
>> > > > > > >1. ALWAYS lock your car doors, even if you're
>> > > > > > >gone for just a second.
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >2. Check underneath your car when approaching it
>> > > > > > >for re-entry, and check in the back before getting
>> > > > > > >in.
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >3. Always be aware of your surroundings and other
>> > > > > > >individuals in your general vicinity,
>> > > > > > >particularly at night!
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >Send this to many girls so your friend will not
>> > > > > > >be the next one.
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >Thanks,
>> > > > > > >Barbara Baker
>> > > > > > >Secretary Directorate of Training
>> > >
>> > > > > > >U.S. Army Military Police School
>> > > > > > >(573) 563-8043
>> > > > > > >
>> > > > > > >TELL EVERY WOMAN YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS
1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL
1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Elan Noel Sprouse
2. WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? blue jeans
3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO? Sarah McLachlan's Mirrorball album
4. WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR PHONE NUMBER? 0384
5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? A Twinkie. I've never had a Twinkie before, so now I can check that off my list.
6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? One of those smelly ones, like blueberry
7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? cold, drizzly
8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Jacob, when I called to get a ride home.
9. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX? Eyes, hands, their style of walking, oh, and how comfortable they are with themselves.. I don't know how to describe, but you can read alot about people by watching them
10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? Stole it from an LJ, and I don't know her, so I'll say yes
11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? Okay, chilly, wishing I could go somewhere warm.
12. FAVORITE DRINK? Caramel Cappachino/Frappachino
13. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? Strawberry Daiquiri or margarita.. hehe, virgins for me..I s'pose I'll figure this one out in 3 years and 4 months
14. FAVORITE SPORTS? Bowling, Softball
15. HAIR COLOR? Brown with mahogany undertones
16. EYE COLOR? Deep brown
17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Yes
18. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES: Jacob, 12
19. FAVORITE MONTH? July -> no school, plenty of free time, and it's hot enough to go swimming without freezing like I did last October... Polar Bear Brigade.. that was fun..
20. FAVORITE FOOD? Mexican, Chinese... or my mum's chicken and dumplings.now that's good stuff
21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED: Finding Nemo
22 Favorite Holiday: 4th of July
23. FAVORITE RELAXATION SPOT? If my room were warm enough, I'd say my chair..but the sofa works fine for me
24. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? No
25. FIRST TEENAGE (OR PRE-TEEN) MOVIE STAR CRUSH? Sigh. Leo DiCaprio (you can blame Janice for that one, Kat!)
26. SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer, I can be outside, and it's a good thing if my skin is pink then
27. HUGS OR KISSES? I'm a comfort person, so I'd say hugs
28. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? Relationships
29. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? Chocolate, all the way. Mocha Chocalate Chunk if you have it. (sucks you can only get that in NC)
30. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK? Yes, speaking of, I want to start writing more letters, actual tangible letters by hand, and mail them. So yes, write back!
31. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? No one ever comments on this anyway.. so no one
32. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO? see #31
33. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS? house with Mum, dad, Jacob, and two dogs
34. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? Second Helpings by Megan McCafferty, and Prelude by some one else
35. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? it says DELL on it, quite boring
36. FAVORITE BOARD GAME? Scattergories, or that Charades game Allie has
37. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? Worked. Read. Slept.
38. FAVORITE SMELLS? The salty air of the beach, or fresh cookies
39. CAN YOU TOUCH YOUR NOSE WITH YOUR TONGUE? it's a touchy subject with me
40.WHAT INSPIRES YOU? Reality, dreams
41. BUTTERED, PLAIN OR SALTED POPCORN? Buttered
42. FAVORITE CAR? I have too many, a Lime green VW Bug, or a silver BMW z3, or a red Chevy SSR. But I'll probably wind up with dad's gold Nissan Frontier. She's cute, in a macho sort of way ;-)
43. FAVORITE FLOWER? Blue or lavender Hydrangeas, or the yellow/pink/orange roses we have in our yard
44. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? 2, my house key and a key to my Hope Chest
45. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Gosh no.
46. FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK? Fridays or Saturdays, depends on the week.
47. RED OR WHITE WINE? From what I remember, red.
48. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY? That weekend was kind of sucky.. Jacob and the 'rents went down to NC for an emergency visit with my great-niece (or something like that, I've never met her and don't remember how she was related), she had just been diagnosed with leukemia a couple months before, but I couldn't get off work and had a mandatory practice that weekend, so I spent the weekend at Allie's. My parents didn't realize I turned 17 that weekend until after they came home. My birthday was a Sunday... spent the night before over Allie's so we stayed up till 3 or 4am watching movies, then after church I went back over to her house and Dace and her surprised me with a huge danish cake thing and gifts. I wuv you guys. The my actual get together was a couple weeks later- Kat, Eric, Allie, Dace, and Aaron and I went bowling and had chocolate cake.. that was fun.
49. YOU CARRY A DONOR CARD? No, not eighteen yet, but if I could, I would.
50. What dream of yours would you like to come true? May I just wonder out loud why this Q is not in CAPS? Hmm. Wouldn't everyone want their dreams to come true? I'd say all of my dreams and hopes. I really can't decide.
October 22, 2003
"Space" by Something Corporate And
"Space" by Something Corporate
And I had so much packed into my mind to write about tonight, an now I keep drawing a blank.
Ah. Planned marriages. That was it.
I realize I have a soft spot for musicians, but this is ridiculous. And it really gets creepy when I find out that Schroeder's (my pseuodonym, after the Peanuts character) father would love it if I married his son. Wow. I've known Schroeder for, oh, at least ten years. Met through a homechool co-op or something of that sort, ended up going to 4-H together, and his family joined our church about 6 years ago. So throughout all this, we've been "friends," if you want to call it that, but saying barely anything to each other. In the past two years, we've gotten to know each other a bit better, and hung out some, but haven't become anything more than friends, simply because I never thought of him as more than a friend, a brother.
But anyway, I chatted with him a couple weeks ago, and found out he's the most amazing piano player. And he's only been taking lessons for a little more than two years, and has written at least 30 songs, some of which he played for me, and I just sat there, stunned. Talents like that really do amaze me. So we just sat there, and talked, and he played the piano, and I am honestly just so happy that I can call him my friend.
I thought about how only earlier this year, I wanted so much to have a close guy friend, as close as any girl friend, and now I have Schroeder, and Sean, and several others, and there's nothing romantic there, nothing to complicate our friendship.
That's also a very good thing about being in a romantic relationship with someone else- there's no need to make friendships into something else, or read into any actions that were only made platonically.
Song: "Momentum" by Vienna Teng
Song: "Momentum" by Vienna Teng
Another thing to add to my evergrowing list of What I Want to Do When I Turn 18.
It's only a pipe dream really, but what else is imagination for?
I want to put aside some cash, and take a vacation. Go back to Ocracoke Island, NC, and just spend a week there, camping, all by myself. There are some campgrounds right on the beach down there, and they're all under $20 a night, so I'd be able to support myself pretty easily. I just want to take a vacation, away from everything, wake up to the sound of the gulls and crashing waves, and be lulled to sleep by the symphony of the cicadas. I want to have the Hatteras lighthouse as my nightlight. I could take a train down there, take my bike and a suitcase down there, and just be alone. With my thoughts, my emotions, and really just forget everything for a week. I wouldn't keep in touch, wouldn't call or write, just go, and disappear for awhile. I know it's not very responsible, but how about that for the last irresponsible thing I do in my childhod? If only it was the summer already.
Yesteday at work, a bunch of "security detail" suits were on board. The all had the look of the CIA, agent-type - dark suits, dark ties and shirts, and of course, the ever popular earpiece they kept adjusting. So of course, I remark to Michael.
Me: I want to be a CIA guy.
Michael: Well, first you'd have to get an operation....
Me: Huh? Oh..
*insert foot in mouth*
And JROTC kids have no idea where on earth an ensign would be located on a ship. 90 JROTCs march (and they marched) on board, salute the bow, then me, and I point (with added eye roll and "that way") to the ensign at the stern. Every single kid did this. And it's strange, I feel so much older then them all, even though some were a year older than I. I prefer the mob of Naval Academy people. They seem a tad bit more interesting.
October 20, 2003
Finally cashed and deposited paycheck,
Finally cashed and deposited paycheck, so I'm quite satisfied. Have a tidy little sum growing for my car. But that also means I spent an hour in Barnes & Nobles, and purchased a couple books, an Vienna Teng's cd. God, it's absolutely beautiful. I can't even describe it. Her voice is so lovely, it's haunting and uplifting and melodious, unlike anything I've ever heard before. I can't wait for her concert, there's no listing on her site for any ticket and pricing info, so if someone wants to come along, we'll hopoefully be able to get in with only a small cover, if that.
And if you want a copy of the cd, I'll be happy to burn it, the only place beside getting on online that I've found it is at B&N, and$16.99 is a ridiculous price to pay for a cd, but it was so worth it.
Now two steps closer to
Now two steps closer to being promoted to Able Seaman, and $.50/hour richer. Yay.
Love sought is good, but
Love sought is good, but given unsought better.
-William Shakespeare, Twefth Night, Act III, Scene I
October 19, 2003
Yesterday my parents attempted to
Yesterday my parents attempted to insult me.
Kat, whom I've been friends with for the past 8 or 9 years (more or less), has never been welcomed into my house. In '97, we invited her to go with me, Jacob, mum, and dad to Emerald Isle, off the coast of NC. Not only was our privacy continually invaded by the then 6 year old, my parents annoyance with her at every little turn grew over each passing day. By the time we got home, dad decided Kat was a "bad influence on me" and forbade me to see her. Not that that would happen; we both went to the same church and saw each other every Sunday and Wednesday. And whenever my family has gone on vacations over the years, I've always asked if Kat could come with us, but their response was always a resounding "Who do you think you are?! Never!" So Jacob would often invite his neighborhood friends, and my parents would never discriminate over his choice of friends. But my father, especially, has always been very, shall we say "apprehensive," about my friendship with Kat, and has never gotten over the fact Kat and I wouldn't let Jacob into our bedroom that we shared during the trip in NC.
So back to the insult part.
Yesterday, after I got home from work, mum starts to complain about how I never spend any time with Jacob - I don't help him with schoolwork (he never wants me to when I've asked), I never play videogames with him (he won't bother explaining his football game to me, so I don't bother being defeated), and various other failures on my role as a sister. And I won't say she's completely wrong - I have been ignoring him, but usually whenever we're both home, I'm doing schoolwork and he's with friends, or he's calling me any other word but my given name because I'm doing schoolwork, and thus using the phone line so he can't call his friends.
And here's the catch: Mum finally says, "Kat spends more time and has a better relationship with Jacob than you. She's a better sister to Jacob than you are, and she only sees him on Tuesday mornings!" (now, on tuesday morns, Mum has her Bible study group at church, and Kat is there with her mum, so she helps Jacob and several other homeschooled kids with their schoolwork.)
I reported all this back to Kat this morning in service, and she starts to laugh, then amusingly asks me why I told her during the service, she's laughing so hard.
Ahh, the strange behaviours of us humans.
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October 18, 2003
.:don't tell me the bad
.:don't tell me the bad news..don't tell me anything at all:.
background.noise: "Wondering" by Good Charlotte
To CheererUperPerson: The most beautiful diamonds are those with the most facets, correct? They reflect the most light and thus sparkle the most. So maybe this Blog, and my varied felings and ways of expressing those emotions, are just more facets to my being. What I just really mean is that we all have ways of hiding our self, I just happen to put a smile on when I'm not doing well inside. and it works, and I can work through my feelings by myself. I don't mean any offense, but sometimes I just need to keep things to myself, and I'm sure even you keep some of your thoughts hidden in the corners of your soul.
On a brighter note;
I've never been more grateful for a day of of work. I doubt I'll go in to volunteer tomorrow; I feel so very exausted and drained from the past week. At least I've scored a full 80 hours this week and last. Last night was the Resto Bullo party at the ship, and it was very.. interesting. Especially seeing Big Bossman a little too inebriated, singing Fountains of Wayne's "Stacey's Mom." I bet you no one else can say they saw their boss like that. But, all in all, it was a pretty good night. The music was good, food was cooked, and besides the fact I had Bossman sniffing my Sprite every ten minutes to make sure I hadn't been bribing the bartender, I have to say it was one of the best catered events I've ever worked.
And at last, I have a Saturday night free to myself. I haven't been home on a Saturday night for months! And now I have nothing to do. PHS's Homecoming was tonight, but 1) I felt too exausted to go, and 2) Puppy even left early b/c he was so tired, so it wouldn't have worked out anyway. Sigh. There will be more PHS functions.
October 17, 2003
Yay for English Lit! >Sonnet
Yay for English Lit!
Anyone free tomorrow night (about
Anyone free tomorrow night (about 7 o'clock and later) and want to hang out? I finally have a Saturday night free, and nothing to do. Sigh. I feel like going ice skating. Or bowling. Give me a call, or leave a note.
.:wait 'til next year:. I
.:wait 'til next year:.
I s'pose old curses live forever, and I couldn't be more irritated at the game last night. To go to bed, knowing the Red Sox were beating the Yanks, then wake up to this?! At least the Sox could have gone on to the World Series. But no, Baltimore's worst enemy beat them in a 6-5 score in the11th inning. The 11th inning! Grr. Not wasting my time watching the Series this year. Oy well, the championships were good while they lasted.
October 16, 2003
Often I find myself listening
Often I find myself listening to Towson University's music radio station, WTMD 89.7, and tonight I heard one of the most amazing voices. Her name is Vienna Teng, and she's a cross between Sarah McLachlan and Amy Lee of Evanescence, but more piano-driven. And she's coming to Sykesville in November... Ohh I wanna see her!
Must..find..date...
Sunday, November 9, 2003
6:30 pm
Baldwin Station
7618 Main St.
Sykesville, Maryland 27784
410.795.1041
We finally had a day off together yesterday, and instead of sitting home and twiddling my thumbs, Puppy and I went out to see Seabiscuit. I wanted to spend the day with him, and get out of the house, so I enjoyed the day immensely. Then after the movie, his mum proceeded to get us "lost," and we wound up at the marina. He showed me his boat, Ojala, and she is a beauty. I've only sailed once before, in NC, and the boat was using a motor about 90% of the time, so I couldn't really get a "feel" for true sailing. But Puppy and his mum invited me to go sailing with them this winter, as soon as they've finished repainting the mast, and I'd love to join them.
That would truly be exciting. Watching Seabiscuit reminded me of growing up, watching the Assateaque Island Wild Pony Run each summer, and I missed seeing the beauty and grace of the animals. Such freedom, it really is amazing.
We finally trudged on home, and the 'rents invited Puppy and his mum in for dinner, and what started out as a "come in and meet my folks" soon ended up as a rowsing discussion of politics and religion, two subjects my parents are thoroughly interested in, and I dare you to hold a conversation with them that has nothing to do with either of those topics.
But Mrs. Becki is a wonderful lady, she really is. Even mum remarked after that she felt like she had known her for years.
Song: "The World I Know"
Song: "The World I Know" by Collective Soul
And I laugh at myself
As the tears roll down.
'Cause it's the world I know.
It's the world I know.
In regards to whomever left the note from the previous post:
Well, you don't sound like your normal perky, Elan-ish self. CHEER UP!!! God is so awesome! He can do so much more for you then you could ever think, or IMAGINE!!! Think about all God's done for you! HE LOVES YOU AND HE WANTS TO BE YOUR BEST FRIEND!!! C'mon, smile!!! How can you keep a strait face after looking at this?!? CUTENESS!!! lol. - CheererUperPerson
Forgive me. I know, I know what the author was thinking. But it's like my dear girlie said to me a couple days ago, "Life doesn't always happen how we want it to, and it isn't as perfect as we pretend." This is me. Okay? I know I sound all perky/happy all the time, but sometimes, it is just a front. For goodness' sake, even the guy at Easy Wok in Harborplace calls me "the smiley girl." But I can't be cheery all the time, and if I was, I wouldn't ever let my guard down and let people see the real Elan. And that's what this Blog is for, to trust my readers with little pieces of my heart. It's all I can ever be, is just to be real. And it's all I ever want to be.
So even though I'm happy and content right now, bad things do happen. Life can't be wrapped up with a neat little bow and an easy catch phrase.
I do have to say, though, is that music has brought me through a lot of things. I know it's weird, but hearing the spoken words of others put to a melody is just soothing to me, I feel not so alone sometimes. So when I use any lyrics for this, or even the song heading, they all have a purpose.
October 15, 2003
Song" "The First Cut" by
Song" "The First Cut" by Cat Stevens (I still prefer the original, but Sheryl Crow's cover is lovely)
We might've averaged 30 visitors at the ship yesterday.. working down in the museum for two hours without seeing a single soul... ack. Thank God for Life in Mr. Lincoln's Navy.
Harhar.
I've been thinking quite a bit about my friends lately. I was on last night, and out of the blue, Mike IM'd me. I haven't talked to him in months. The last time I saw him was... at least 2 years ago, just after the 9/11 attacks. But anywho, we chatted a bit, catching up on each other's lives. He hasn't changed, not surprisingly. I almost miss him. It's quite strange, really, I met him a month before I turned 13 at church, I can still remember that day like it was yesterday. We got to talking, and eventually exchanged phone numbers and email addresses. I was so enthralled by him, thrilled by the idea that a guy could like me. But when he revealed his felings for me, I wanted to remain friends with him; I didn't like him like that at the time. But throughout that year, we hung out, and even though I didn't realize it, I was slowly starting to slip away from my friends. Every moment we were at church was spent talking with him. As soon as I arrived home from school, every day at 4 o'clock, he called me. Needless to say, my parents weren't thrilled with him. They couldn't stand the idea of their little girl talking on the phone with a guy, much less going to the mall *gasp!* alone with a boy. And I found myself loving every bit of this attention. Not the guy, mind you, I still wasn't into him, but the idea and feeling of his complete and undivided attention. So in December, I told him I liked him, but I ended up fooling myself and him. It wasn't that he was a bad guy. Just tended to be clingy, and I only really wanted to be friends. So February of the following year, two days after Valentine's Day, I broke it off with him. I said I still wanted to be friends, but it didn't work out. Neither of us were the same after that. I eventually figured out what I wanted in a guy, and while Mike was the poetic/intelligent/quirky guy I tend to notice, I wasn't ready for him.
About 12 months ago, we did start to talk again, online this time, and we evaluated our relationship. Mutually, we agreed my parents were right; I was too young at the time, and just not emotionally ready. Crazy what you learn in life, eh?
But last night, I thought about him again. He has a lot going for him, and I'm happy for him. I'm also happy I'm not standing beside him. He taught me a lot, and for that, I'm thankful. but we both needed to move on.
October 14, 2003
What a long, horrible, drab
What a long, horrible, drab day at work...
October 13, 2003
Song: "When I Look to
Song: "When I Look to the Sky" by Train
And when I feel like there is no one that will ever know me there you are to show me
A dreadfully long weekend. I haven't felt much like writing the past few days, haven't felt up to it, or been to exausted. And for fear of saying too much and hurting people, I haven't written.
And if all this is too much, I'll take it off right away.
But someone very close to my heart has lost someone, and I feel like I need to say something. And than I really have no idea what to say. I just want to be there for him. Friday night and Saturday night when I was by myself at work, it was all I could do to keep myself from calling him, or just wanting to hold him. It was so strange, there were catered events that night, and everyone there's having a great time, and deep down inside I feel almost like it's sacriligious for them to be laughing and enjoying themselves while others are hurting. And even yesterday when we were at work, I wanted to cheer him up, and yes, with my simplistic mind, make everything better. And I know I can't. So in turn, I feel guilty for doing that and even trying. I don't know how to feel. But I've realized I care about him much more than I realized. The last thing I want is to hurt him, all I can do is to be there and listening.
I really wish I could do something tangible to help him. I miss him.
October 08, 2003
..::Chapstick and chapped lips and
..::Chapstick and chapped lips and things like chemistry::..
It's been a Relient K day.
Allie decided Matt, a friend she's known for about 4 years, needed some cheering up, and we needed a road trip and some Allie/Lanny time, so we set off with a full tank of gas, some scribbled directions, a book of cds, and as much energy as we could muster at 3pm today for Newark, Delaware.
Now it's a known fact I can't find my way home to save my life unless I have directions. Up/down directions are hard enough. So the fact that we arrived in Newark and at Matt's in a little over an hour's time was a miracle in and of itself, especially when one considers we tossed the MapQuest directions after we got off of I-95 and couldn't find the next route. So we arrived at Matt's and after a bit of awkward silence (I hadn't seen him since 1999, at least. He did recognize me, but was keeping quiet about it.) we chatted for a while. Allie and I did some shopping, ate, then went on back home. She recently got the most adorable kitty to replace her dogs, Fawny and Snickers, that were given away a few weeks before. "Sam" is 13 or so weeks old, grey with black spotting, and the softest fur. I played with her and right away she started purring away. I love my puppies at home, but I want a kitty. Allie's Sam will have to do for now.
And an adventure that I must recap tonight. We had just pulled out of a parking lot on the right side of a main street in Newark, when Allie remarks casually, "Oh, there's no median strip here." A medin strip being the line or border dividing the North- and Sound-bound lanes. After commenting on the lake of median strips, she pulls out into the street, and turns left, only to realize that there are three lanes of headlights coming toward us! Well, we continued the turn, jerk back into the refuge of the parking lot, and start giggling like a group of schoolgirls. Never did it cross our minds that we were'nt in the safest of situations. And for a full 20 minutes after we had made it to the South-bound lane and were headed for home, we still laughed. Only we could find a boring drive home unpredictable and hilarious.
Take Six. On Monday night
Take Six.
On Monday night I downloaded and upgraded AOL to the 9.0 version, and it worked perfectly for a full 24 hours. Until I wrote a nice long rant/cry last night, and as soon as I was wrapping up the piece, I get a nice good kick and AOL boots me from the 'net. Yay. I try again. Rewrite the entire thing this morn. And another swift kick (I think with hiking boots this time). Restart the nice pretty Dell, and retry. I'm persistant to write this thing out. Now I realize by the fourth kick, it's a steel-toed cowboy boot. Snakeskin, I believe. I try for a fifth time, and because I'm a dern hard-headed idiot. And I want to post, for goodness' sake. And I'm numb now.
I found my dream car. Give me a good $50,000, and I'm happy. And make her red, please. A Chevy SSR. Simply mahvlous, dahlin'.
October 06, 2003
Song: "My Friends Over You"
Song: "My Friends Over You" by New Found Glory
Mood: content
I wonder if it's part of this cold, but I've been feeling very out of breath lately. Perhaps it is just the cold, I can't breathe well enough.. perhaps I need to start running again.
Worked today, got annoyed by the puntual MTA system (as always). I was only scheduled until 4:30pm, but I didn't have class 'til 6, so I hung out at the ship, then Puppy walked me over to the school, but welll... we sat down to snack on Old Bay fries, and by the time I went to class it was a bit after 7. Not that I cared, we had a delightful talk, and I've missed that - the past couple weeks we haven't been able to spend so much time together - whenever we've worked together, he's either been exausted during and after work, or I come in and he leaves a little later, so missing class was the last thing on my mind. Not like I really do anything at class, I could do the same thing at home. And it's just nice, being able to laugh and enjoy myself, without feeling like someone's waiting for me, without any rush. At the same time, I feel like I need to take a break and have some free time, just to do nothing and sort my thoughts out. So I suppose I can get everything I need - time with him, time with my friends, and time by myself to take a breather - at least so far this year, nearly everything's worked out. I do wish, however, that I could spend some more time with Allie the rest of the gang, our school/work schedules haven't been the greatest in compatibility. I'll see Allie on Wednesday (yay for road trip to Delaware to visit Matt!), but hopefully the next couple months I'll be getting back to a routine, and can free up some more time.
Allie: i was pushing my cart of tapes today and went around a tight corner near the action section and rammed into the shelf
Allie: 2 shelves of videos came crashing down
Allie: BANG BOOM
BringMeToLife: hahaha I wanna see that!!
.....
Allie: i dont wanna be attached to him like that..since he's old and all
*I wuv my Allie Wallie* *big grin*
So when I eventually did get to class, I found out that the teacher was sick at home. So I ran back outside, but Puppy had already left and disappeared, so I walked around the Gallery and browsed for a while. Got this baby-soft shirt at J.Crew, and it was on sale, so I'm very happy. By the time I finished, it was 8, and dusk had fallen, so I walked back to BCCC, and waited for mum to pick me up.
Now I supose most of my non-Baltimore readers are quite frightened for me at this point, wondering how on Earth I can walk around Baltimore City (oooo crime) and 1) not be afraid, and 2) not get shot? I honestly don't know. I know they say (who are "they," anyway, and who gave them the right to be called "they?"... And who would give them that right? The ponderings go on...Alas, I've digressed again.) But this mysterious "they" says that "the Inner Harbor is the safest place in Baltimre," so it does make me a bit less timid. Although walking nearish Baltimore Street at night isn't the greatest place to be. I guess I just have this spirit of adventure and just taking life by the horns, I don't really have time to worry or wonder and fear. That and I'm a bit of an idiot, but that's for another day. Sometimes I just feel like a little girl in the city, reaching for daddy's hand and looking around at all the lights and shapes that are so new, but yet so wonderously frightening that I keep begging to go back for more (but I *wanna* see the pretty sparklies, daddy*) I'm a city chick, I love Baltimore, the city life, the hubbub and business of it, the touristy attractions. Summer is all Baltimore - the crunch of popcorn under my feet as I find a spot in the bleachers at Camden Yards, cheering for the O's, and hoping to catch that foul ball; strolling through Harborplace; breaking a crab shell to get to the deliciously spicy meat inside. Most of my childhood memories center around the city, and while I know it's certainly not "the greatest city in America" as the benches proclaim, it certainly isn't the worst, and will always be near to my heart.
You know what I'm still itching for? A good city hot dog. Meaning, one of those juicy hot dogs the carts downtown sell, or a famous NYC Grey's Papaya hot dog. Yumm. Johnny Rocket's hot dogs aren't worth it one bit.
October 03, 2003
Song: "Boy All the College
Song: "Boy All the College Chicks Want" by Bowling for Soup (Allie/Lan's version)
Like a sixties movie, he is looking groovy..
Erm. I have all this free time now, and very little to write about (at least anything I want to publish). I even started on some college essays, but nothing's sparked my interest enough. Perhaps I'll get a hot bath and go to bed early. Sigh.
I need a change. I do this every couple months, and change my appearance somehow. A year ago I started wearing contacts; last summer I cut my hair short, this winter I changed my hair color, and now I want to cut my hair again. But I do like my pigtails; my hair this way just gets in the way. I'll figure something out.
G'night dearies, it's off to dreamland for me.
You're Most Like The Season
You're Most Like The Season Autumn ...
You're warm, and the most approachable. You have
that gentle prescence about you. People can
relate to you, and find you easy company.
However it's likely you've been hurt in the
past and it has left you scarred so things can
become rather chilly with you at times. Being
the third Season in, you're mature, trustworthy
and loyal to your friends but prone to
depression and negative thinking.
Well done... You're the shy and sensitive season :)
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You're like a Mermaid!
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! You are most Like A Sapphire !
Dark, mysterious - but unforgettable. You have a
deep
beauty. Delicate, and shy you try to stay away from
the
limelight but often your intelligence puts you in
at the
deep end. You're like a Sapphire, because, your
beauty is priceless.
You're intelligent, full of opinions, and not big-
headed about it all.
Sometimes you need to put yourself out there, as
you can be a bit shy.
Congratulations ... You're the mysterious gem
everybody wants to have and learn more about.
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Ring Cruise pictures: Seth's on
Ring Cruise pictures:
Seth's on the right, and newbie Ryan is on the left. Ryan seems like a nice kid, 'cept he seemed a bit nervous. (oops did I intimidate him? *looks innocent*)
Allie looks purdy, does she not? *appeals to my male audience here*
Amanda and Whitney
Allie, Dace, Jess, Ryan, and Ben (Tarzan & Jane!)
Amanda, Allie, Dace, and Yours Truly (practicing my "ahh it's a camera!" look)
Kat and Aaron wins the award for Best Couple! *muah*
Moi, Dace, Allie, and Kat
Toying with Kat's camera...
And I thought the cold
And I thought the cold was gone.. Not fun at all today. woke up early to get ready for class, there's no heat in the house (not that my room would be any warmer if there was), so I take a shower with lukewarm water!! (ack.. biggest pet peeve, someone took a shower before me and stole all the hot water) I finally am ready to drive downtown to BCCC, and realize I feel horrible. Not the sniffle junk I've had the past week and a half, but I'm feeling incredibly lousy - backache, everything hurts, eyes red and ick... Just want to lie in bed... but it's too friggin' cold upstairs! So I've settled with watching a movie in the living room, and Puddin's keeping me warm.
I'm a perfectionist, I think. It bugs me that the English Lit teacher at BCCC left me this comment after grading my last test (and I got a 96%. Grr, Shouldv'e been a 100%): “You write so well. You did, however, come dangerously close to direct characterization a few times.”—Ms. Fonner
Gah. Annoying. I wrote how I wrote, it didn't come close to direct charecterization at all, at least not enough to take anything off. But.. grr. The class is half over, so I'm happy.
October 02, 2003
Just a thought: Anyone have
Just a thought: Anyone have any idea of other picture-posting sites I could use? I usually use Geocities, but for some odd reason the Ring Cruise pictures aren't showing. *pouts*
But onto other things.
It's too darn cold for September. Whatever happened to Bawlmer's Indian Summer? Grrr.. Worked today, so when I was allowed up on deck (L has now caught the plague and didn't want everyone getting sick, so I was stuck working in the museum. Not that I minded. It was warm.) I was wrapped (more like dwarfed) in a Pea coat. I like mine better (read: it's fitted for a female; no boxy shoulders), but mine doesn't have the cool anchor buttons. So there I was on deck, thinking warm thoughts, my hands grasping a hot cup of Blackberry tea, when Bossman comes outside, notices my bright pink nose (along with pink ears and cheeks) and states "Your nose is red!" No kidding. I'm not a fan of the cold. A week of cold with snow (real snow, sledding snow) is enough winter for me, and the rest could be all 80+ degree weather and I'd be happy. Tru, I do love the crisp air of fall. There's a difference I love about autumn, the change of scenery, the smell of senescent and decaying fallen leaves. I love the warmth of fleece throws, the thought of sitting in a rocking chair before a crackling fire in a log cabin settled high up in the mountains. And the cold is a good excuse for snuggling..tehe. I miss Puppy. I feel like a kitty-cat, sipping warm milk and nibbling peanut butter cookies, in my overly-large sweatshirt and broken-in jeans, feet toasty still in my hiking boots (which are in need of replacements *sniff* they've served me well.) and my fleecy blanket on my lap.
Hmm... It isn't just me and Allie that thinks it's somewhat odd to be planning a wedding if one is only 17, correct? I mean, it's nice to dream, and dream I do, but actually planning it out and seriously considering it? I really don't plan to get married until I'm 25, 26 at least. I just doubt I'll have the means or career even then.
Good grief, I wanna play matchmaker (no not Fiddler on the Roof again) with Allie. She's chatting with a certain someone quite a bit, and he is a sweetie from what I've seen and heard... *schemes* And she needs someone to get her mind off older men.. mwahaha.
Only 4 months and 21 days till 18. Sigh, I'm even looking into renting now, but getting room and board at a college is more likely. My reasons are a mix of different things, 1) I can't stand my parents, as awful as that sounds, they're just too restricive and over-protective, and don't seem to realize I need my freedom and space; 2) I figure I'm one less mouth to house and feed if I'm out; and 3) They want to move soon anyway, it's one less thing to worry about. Minor nit: I'm not making nearly enough to pay for it now, I'd need a car and insurance also, and I was happy today to find out I'm working 100 hours in 4 weeks, especially since I was working 40 hours/week in the summer. It is all I can ask for, I suppose, especially since I'm not in full-time school this year and all. Just a lot of details to work out and plans to make for next semester.
Listening to Mazzy Star's "Fade
Listening to Mazzy Star's "Fade into You"
did you know...Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream company gives their ice cream waste to the local Vermont farmers who use it to feed their hogs. The hogs seem to like all of the flavors except Mint Oreo.. and I say.. who likes Mint Oreo??
Thursday Thumb-Twiddler
1. You've shaken hands on a deal to sell something valuable for an excellent price. A day later, someone offers you twice as much money. You can back out of the first deal with impunity, aside from that verbal commitment you made. What would you do?
Errm, I'd probably say I rethought my decision and would take the second offer. I've seen my father regret things like taking a lower price before in his antique business, so it doesn't look like too much fun, either way, really.
2. Would you rather work around people who are more, or less, talented than you?
I'd rather work with people who were smarter than me, so I'd know I could grow and learn, rather than just stewing in my little circle of knowledge, and not going anywhere.
3. What outdoor scent do you enjoy more than any other? If someone could come up with a room freshener what imitated it exactly, would you use it?
The salty smell of the ocean, with a touch of sunscreen and pine. Would I buy an air freshener? No, I've never bought anything air-freshening except in the winter I'll bring in pine branches to make the house smell nice. And every manufactured air freshener I've ever smelled doesn't smell like what it's supposed to smell like. If you think about it, one notices the invigorating smell of the ocean air because it's a rare scent, even if they live only a ways from the beach. It yells "summer!" and sunburns and bare feet and seagulls. If that is an everyday scent, I think it wouldn't be as lovely.
1. What are 3 songs from your "growing up" years that you hear on the radio now and have to crank it. Songs that really get you rockin'.
Definitely Bon Jovi's "It's My Life." Fun road trip song ;-) Van Morrison's "Brown-Eyed Girl" and "You are My Sunshine"
2. What are 3 songs that bring back really great memories.
Anything by M2M. "Crash" by Dave Matthews. "If you get there before I do" song from camp (mind just went blank on the name)
3. What are 3 of your favorite bands/singers from your growing up years?
Beach Boys, Supremes, Nsync
4. What are 3 of your favorite bands/singers now?
Lifehouse, Dashboard Confessional, Evanescence
Bonus: What was the best concert you ever went to? Tell us about it.
Hmm. The Good Charlotte concert last April was awesome, New Found Glory was great, and I was with Allie and Eric. Trust Company's concert might be the best, though, t'was my first "real" concert, and 9:30Club was packed, and we saw Billy from GC. That was incredible.
.::Well..(insert exagerrated eyebrow-raising and eye
.::Well..(insert exagerrated eyebrow-raising and eye roll here when I read this.)::.
OR gosh I can't stand Sarah Jessica Parker, one exception being her role in Mars Attacks! she was funny than. Otherwise she look plasticy-fake.
| "Elan" |
| Charlize Theron stars as Elan, who travels to Tibet to find her inner self. She meets Miriam (Sarah Jessica Parker), who gives her an offer she couldn't refuse. She comes back to her hometown to find her high school sweetheart, Chris (The Rock). They all then go to Montenegro to foil the plans of nuclear destruction by the evil Dr. Ricky (Johnny Depp). |
What's your journal's Hollywood blockbuster? |
October 01, 2003
Someone leave me some friggin'
Someone leave me some friggin' comments!! Grrr *feels lonely*
.:Hay muchas vacas in mi
.:Hay muchas vacas in mi cabeza:.
I had a weird dream that Jack Black (the actor) was chasing me. Especially since I can't stand him in movies, and think he's a terrible actor. And he needs to shave and wash his hair.
But anywho, John Mayer's coming to Bawlmer!!! Yay. Muy happy.
John Mayer
1st Mariner Arena, Baltimore, MD
Wed, Nov 26, 2003 7:30pm
Price
$35.50
Anyone wanna go? Leave me a note, I'd love to go, but need someone to hang with.
And 3 Doors Down are coming to the Electric Factory on October 25th, I'm working till 4 that afternoon, but if you want to fly up there...
3 Doors Down
The Electric Factory, Philadelphia, PA
Sat, Oct 25, 2003 8:30pm
Price
$28.50
It sucks those two concerts will kill an entire paycheck for me... Ick. But it's worth it.