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I've just changed my livejournal address. I'm now remembrance_.
I'll go and add everyone on my friends list, but the lot of you had better add me back...
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| I could be an expert on co-dependency, and I could write the best book on underage tragedy. |
[30 Sep 2005|08:19pm] |
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Less Than Jake :: The Science of Selling Yourself Short |
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I find myself listening to this all the time now. It's on the awesome mix I'm making Rob. (Well, it's all basically songs I like right now and I'm just going to give him a copy.)
I'm getting a haircut tomorrow at the Moonshadow Salon in Elmwood before Chris's birthday party. Sweetness.
Also, I'm most likely going on one of those trips from The Experiment for high school students over the summer.. I'm debating right now between Italy, France, or Brazil. Different pluses and minuses. Maybe I'll explain them later when I feel like boring myself to death.
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| And we'll have Halloween on Christmas. |
[30 Sep 2005|12:28pm] |
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Blink 182 :: I Miss You |
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Hunger.
Thinking about colleges all of a sudden. (Maybe that has to do with the fact that I'm in the College/Career Center at school right now.)
My hair sucks -- I'm getting a haircut tomorrow so that should be all good.
Secrets.. Sigh.
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[27 Sep 2005|12:21am] |
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I'm such a compulsive eater.
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| You always said we'd still be friends someday. |
[26 Sep 2005|08:05pm] |
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OMD :: If You Leave |
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I'm downloading a new version of iTunes.. Yay.
This is probably my first time updating in a week. My computer at my dad's has been down. Oh well.
LAURA CORNWALL, I saw you on the 67 today on my way to Chris' house but you were in the back of the bus and I was in the front of the bus with a huge heavy electric guitar amplifier. Not mine, unfortunately, but Chris'. Plus, you had quite large headphones on so I figured even if I did yell down the bus, you wouldn't hear anyway.
Julia Morgan alumnae reunion is on Saturday, October 15. Huzzah.
And in case Rob's reading this, I'm wearing the Moulin Rouge shirt you got for me in Paris.
This entire update has been a bunch of shout-outs.
I'll do more later.
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| His girl took a week's worth of Valium and slept. |
[17 Sep 2005|12:46pm] |
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At Chris's house. Zach's playing Grand Theft Auto, I spent about an hour and a half playing Jade Empire before that. Chris left a while to go to the Cine Club thing in San Francisco.
Spaghetti is good.
Ha.
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| Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter. |
[14 Sep 2005|08:51pm] |
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I'm one of the only people on my friends list who updates her livejournal regularly.
Anyway. So, I'm sick now and it blows.
I was about to sleep over at Chris's house with Chris and Rob, but I felt horrible, and Chris convinced me to go home.. I feel kind of better, actually, being home. My mom's house. My issue of Teen Vogue just arrived, and it appears that WAVY HAIR is IN, because it states it so on the cover. Go me. For once, I'm in style.
Orange juice, because I'm sick. One good thing at least. :)
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| Sometimes these eyes forget the face they're peering from. |
[14 Sep 2005|12:38pm] |
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Franz Ferdinand :: Jacqueline |
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I'm at the Berkeley High college center right now... And I'm hungry with no money. :(
I guess I'll be going to work soon enough, nothing really to do on the computers besides print out grant applications for NYRA. Which is boring and annoying, because it means there is a lot of extra essay-writing in my future.
It's way too cold today.
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| Darling, won't you ease my worried mind. |
[13 Sep 2005|09:25pm] |
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Derek & The Dominos :: Layla |
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I love life.
9:30 am American Lit class today, finished in half an hour. Then I bussed back to Berkeley High and went to the College Center, did some homework, listened to a lecture given by Mr. Stringfellow to a bunch of seniors about college. Went to Building With Books today at lunch, a club that Sarah's sorta kinda in charge of. (I'm jealous of their success.) Afterwards, we went to Mr. Winer's room with the promise of chocolate ice cream, but alas, the promise was unfounded (everyone had eaten everything). It was a techie meeting for The Laramie Project, which is being put on by Berkeley High (Joia and I both auditioned for it last year and it was possibly the worst audition I had ever attended, AAAH I don't want to remember that, but Joia's the Stage Manager now so it's all good). So we got some of the leftover coffee cake, I hugged Laura Byrne (COMMENT) and Amina, who adopted me when I was a freshman. Time flies. ::sniff::
Lunch ended, I walked Chris to class and ran to catch up with Joia and Brenden. I walked with them up to Shattuck, then split off and got cheap chinese food for lunch, and took it back with me to the theatre. Homework, homework, homework. Urgh.
School ended, people came to work, including Zach (he has to start his volunteer hours now... hahahahahaha). We spent the whole time cleaning up the stage and rolling down the dance floor. The worst job we have to do at the theatre EVER, besides rolling it up. >.<
After work, me and Chris hung out in Berkeley while he was waiting to meet Sarah and Joia for what was supposed to be a just-the-three-of-them type thing. My mom was supposed to pick me up a bit past 8, and Chris was going to wait with me until 7, so we went to Jupiter's. I got a lemonade. We waited. Chris did homework. Eventually, around 8, Sarah and Joia came back from College Ave. (They'd gone to Gordo's.) Chris was kind of pissed, but it was mostly because he hadn't eaten in a while. I ended up going with them because of Chris's cell phone and my mom calling it, and we ended up just staying at Jupiter's and getting food. Cesar salad. Mmm. Their hot chocolate is really good, too. :)
Joia had to leave around 8:30, then I had to leave around 8:45 (Mom came).
And that is the story of my wonderful day.
Fin.
Well, mostly wonderful.
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| Sinome maruvan ar-Hildinye tenn ambar-metta. |
[11 Sep 2005|12:26am] |
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A few minutes ago I watched a re-run episode of the West Wing.
God I love that show...
But it just gets me wishing that they could really be in our White House, or that the people in it currently could be more like them. If Bush was more like Bartlet. If Rumsfeld were more like Leo McGarry.
The next season starts September 25. This is my one TV addiction.
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| I'm just a crosshair, I'm just a shot away from you. |
[10 Sep 2005|02:50pm] |
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Above: I so didn't know those were the lyrics. Glad I looked it up. I was singing it, "I'm just across here, I'm just a short way from you". But the actual lyrics are way cooler.
Yesterday was so awesomely fun. I mean, there were a few not-so-fun things, but all in all it was just groovy. Hahaha.
My dad did end up giving me a ride downtown around 5 pm to meet everyone, but I have to give him a dollar because of gas prices. Oh well, it's just a dollar. Chris and Rob were waiting for me, and everyone else had gone ahead, but we met them just inside the BART station anyway. People who came: Me, Chris, Rob, Joia, Sarah, Zach, Laura, Ezar, and Mackenzie. (Where the hell are you, Gaby?!)
Ciné club was, as always, at the Randall Museum in the Castro, on top of a huge-ass hill that takes forever to walk up. (San Francisco, of course = manymanyhills.) Before we went, we stopped at the pizza place we always go to, I forget what it's called, some Italian name. Lol. I didn't get anything because I didn't have enough money. I really should have asked someone to buy me something though because I hadn't eaten since breakfast (a bowl of cereal). I seriously felt it afterwards.
Anyway, Dr. Strangelove was absolutely hilarious, especially the ending with Dr. Strangelove's automatic heil, and talking about how it'd have to be ten women to one man, and when the pilot guy flew out of the airplane with the nuclear bomb. I love.
"I don't have enough change. Just shoot up the damned soda machine!" "Alright. But if you don't get the President of the United States on the line..." "What?" "You're going to have to answer to Coca-Cola." BAMBAMBAM.
Before the film, they always show little short clips. The first one was a Betty Boop cartoon, which was so blatantly sexist and horrible that it was great. Next was a Bugs Bunny cartoon. After that was this absolutely hilarious video that they used to use in the 50's or so in schools to "educate" school children about what to do if there's a nuclear bomb. Omg. Every few lines had everyone in the theatre rolling on the ground. "Now remember children, a bomb might go off when there are no adults around. Betty and Billy are walking to school, and when the bomb goes off, they remember what their teacher told them: drop and cover." And there's a flash of light, and WHAM, Betty and Billy are crouching next to a wall with their hands over their heads. "Remember, children, when the bomb hits you must cover your body, especially those parts that are not covered with clothing. If you don't, the bomb can hurt you in many different ways." HAHAHAHA.
It's kind of sad, how funny we thought it was. We're so used to the threat of nuclear war that we aren't really bothered by it in our day to day life. It's a sick kind of funny, because we know now that the nuclear bomb is so much worse than that. They used to think that plutonium, what the bomb is made of, only had a half-life of 95 years or so. But now we know that it's actually thousands of years. A nuclear bomb would kill everything human off the face of the earth. Of course, nature would return. A species of tree would flourish that took in plutonium and emitted oxygen, and another species would rise. But it's still a scary thought, how we're creating our own suicide. And it won't be long at all -- we're messing with things here that we really shouldn't be.
Anyway, after the movie we made our way back down to the station, took the muni train to Embarcaderro, and came back to Berkeley. Mel's was, of course, still open. (We find ourselves going there a lot when it's late at night, because it's open so damn late.) Split a burger with Zach, Chris was kind of depressed-ish and I was kind of bitchy-ish from lack of food and lack of sleep, but it all got better. Everyone went home then except for Zach and Joia and Chris and me, and we saw the midnight showing of Donnie Darko: Director's Cut. Hell yes!
I love Donnie Darko with a passion.
The only thing that sucked was when the lights came back on, it appears someone took my new pinstriped jacket somehow. Most likely accidentally, I probably kicked it into the row in front of me and they just grabbed their stuff and the end of the movie and left. Or someone stole it. In any case, I left my name and number with the theatre in case someone returned it. (Doubt they will.) I was really depressed about it for a while, because it was the favorite article of clothing I had, and it was like $50 too, and my mom's going to kill me. (Which is why I'm going to buy another one with my next paycheck and she'll never know.)
We all went to sleep rather quickly when we got to Chris's house, and Chris and I didn't wake up this morning until maybe 11, when I called my dad.
Lazed around, etc. etc., and eventually got going to the bus stop. Took the 43. Chris, Joia, and Zach left me at downtown Berkeley to switch to the 51 because they were going to go eat at Gordo's on College, and I had to go home so I stayed on the bus.
I still haven't eaten breakfast, except for a piece of stale bread at Chris's house. I should go get something from the kitchen now.
So, fin.
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