Friday, February 18, 2005

If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play. On iTunes: "Mr. Jones" Counting Crows Words cannot fully express the joy I feel on this day, this glorious Friday, the end of the week. Words can also not fully explain the amazing fucky beauty of Mr. Jones. Today is a good day for Mr. Jones. I want to be Bob Dylan, too. So last night I went to Floyd's. Have I explained Floyd's to you all? If I did, would you honestly remember? I wouldn't either. So Floyd's is the local concert spot - it's small and underground and always smokey, but seeing bands there is always an awesome experience just because. On Thursday nights, though, they hire a DJ and it turns into a kind of underground club and everybody drinks and dances and it's a lot of fun. So I went last night. It was pretty much just a random decision because I really hadn't thought about it at all until everybody went to get banded (the kids I hang with have connections and so we get the password to get in free). It was a lot of fun though. Hot, sweaty fun (sweaty anyway, but I wore leather pants, and that made it slightly worse, heh). I had a little bit to drink before I went. Only a few sips of Captain Morgan (which fucking burns, don't ever take it without Coke or something, ew) and this fruity vodka called Hypnotica which was actually really good. I don't, however, drink a lot and getting drunk is not something I'm interested in so I didn't really have more than a cup full of anything. The guys we went we, however, make a point of getting drunk before they go. It was pretty funny. Because I don't go dancing a whole lot, however, people forget that I can dance pretty well and that I enjoy it tremendously. And everytime there's always one guy friend who hasn't danced with me before and for some reason some guys think that because a girl will dance a certain way with you she must really like you, and that can't be farther from the truth. In this case, however, I don't think I would mind if something started with this one guy, because he's pretty cool and he's also an education major. Male education majors are sexy because you know they're not in it for the money. They're there because they want to be, because they like teaching and they like kids and people and they want to make a difference in some way or another. Well, it's either that or they're pedifiles, but sometimes you just gotta take the chance. >_>; Anyway. It should be an interesting weekend. I was hoping to use it to get my head out of the clouds (or the gutter, either one) but because of Floyd's... well, we'll see. I don't know if I should feel irresponsible or not, however. I've skipped a lot of class this week... five, in total. But I've also had a lot to do, and I feel like I've been fairly productive despite all that. I think, though, I'll have to study a lot of Bio to make up for that. I feel pretty guilty. Mellowed now, but still pretty guilty. Oh, one last thing. I saw this foreign film called The Barbarian Invasions and it was fantastic. The French make some really cool films because they just aren't afraid to talk about life in all of its gritty details. But maybe that's just my arsty-movie elitist speaking. (See quiz, heh.) Anyway, Clue is playing tonight at midnight and I'm so freaking excited, whoo! What a fantastically funny movie. ^_^

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Thursday, February 17, 2005

Shoot Me Now Please Thank You On iTunes: .... This week is stressing me out way too much. I can't believe it's only Wednesday. I've already done so much. I still have so much to do. At least the essays are done. I have more field hours tomorrow, though, and I love/hate those. Love, because of the kids and the experience. Hate, because of my fucked up schedule and the rush from class to class to Pineview to class and the instability of transportation. I don't think I can keep this up every week... shit, this sucks. How am I ever going to get fifteen hours? I can't think about that anymore, it's going to drive me off the wall. I'm already stressed out enough right now. So instead, here's a little music quiz I stole from Alan. It's the usual "answer these questions with song titles," which are all from Disney movies. Are you male or female: "Kiss the Girl" Describe yourself: "Never Had A Friend Like Me" How do some people feel about you: "Cruella De Vil" How do you feel about yourself: "I Can Go The Distance" Describe your current girlfriend/boyfriend: "So This Is Love" Describe where you want to be: "Just Around the River Bend" Describe what you want to be: "Everybody Wants To Be A Cat" Describe how you live: "Stand Out" Describe how you love: "I'll Make A Man Out Of You" Share a few words of wisdom: "Hakuna Matata" Describe your favorite thing: "Once Upon A Dream" Describe your favorite emotion: "I Love to Laugh" Describe your favorite time: "Arabian Nights" Last words: "I Will Go Sailing No More" Personal motto: "Be Prepared" Okay, I feel so much better now, lol. Disney rocks like that.

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Wednesday, February 16, 2005

I'm Ready To Go On iTunes: "Pictures of Success" Rilo Kiley I saw an advanced screening of Constantine today at the SLB. It's not as bad as it looks. It'd actually make an interesting RPG idea. It might have, in fact, already been somebody's RPG idea. Yeah, it's that kind of movie. But I honestly like Keanu's character... he was pretty funny. Scary thought, I know. I love having a bunch of new music. This is so much fun, heh. Considering what time it is, I should really go to bed. I already skipped Biology once this week and I can't really afford to do it again. I've been so tired, though. Sunday really threw off my schedule... the four hour drive back, combined with intramural soccer at 11 at night... that is not what's hot in the streets, let's put it that way. Now I'm just all out of whack and it sucks. Oh well, I guess that's just part of the crazy college life I lead. Has anybody else noticed how things that I put up in the Anthology forum rarely ever get past five posts? I'm kind of amused... do people just not read it? Don't like it, don't comment kind of policy? I don't know. Speaking of, though, I really get to need to work on that story for class. I'm not writing nearly enough. Blargh. I wish I had more time... squeeze a few more hours in the day. I feel like I'm going non-stop from 9 to 3:30 Monday through Friday... oh wait, that's because I am. Hopefully I can avoid a burn-out, but we'll see. In conclusion, free shirts are cool and crack is wack.

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Monday, February 14, 2005

I Wish The Radio Would Stop Playing Crappy Music For Once On iTunes: Muse Packages are the coolest fucking things ever. I got one today, on this infamous card company created "holiday" known as Valentine's Day (try and have a good one anyway) and I thought it was the one from Mimmi, hopefully filled with those wonderful chocolate wafer things she always sends me (I love you so much, badness, lol). But it wasn't from Mimmi. Guys, here's some V-Day advice, straight from me to you: Screw the flowers and the teddy bears, and maybe even the chocolate (although she won't say no to any of these things, I'm sure). GO FOR THE MUSIC. With that said, Charlie is my newest true love. Thanks for the music, Chuck. And the chocolate. And the funny card. And the free sex. Okay, I might have made one of those up. Or did I? (dun dun DUN!) In other news, I had an awesome, relaxing weekend at home. The weather is gorgeous in Orlando... it's like 72 degrees and sunny. And then I wake up today in Talla-fucking-hassee and it's raining. It's just not right. Oh well. Le sigh, as one might say (one=me, not one=you, *winks at Solo*). I still got chocolate and music, so I'm good to go. Being easy to please is definitely a good thing.

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Friday, February 11, 2005

You Silly Little Popsickle Duck On iTunes: nothin It's been a pretty good week. I am a happy, satisfied girl right about now. And I've got my corn pops. I put something up in the Anthology, so I would really appreciate it if some of you guys went over there and ripped it apart. Seriously. You're not going to hurt my feelings, trust me. I write, you know? You get used to that sort of thing. I'm heading home this weekend so I may not be on a whole lot. After this, though, spring break is in a couple weeks and that'll be nice. My friend might go to Puerto Rico to visit family, and I might go with her.. but these are very sketchy plans, at best. Art History test today, I think I did decently well. Didn't remember all of the dates I needed to, but then again, I never do. I don't know what it is but I can't remember dates for the life of me. Maybe I just don't study them enough, or I don't study them the right way, or something crazy like that. Oh well. My mom is driving up, tee hee. Oh god, wait, I have to clean my room. And pack, I haven't even started yet. O_O; So, uh... I think Ben died. Ben, don't die. Who's going to be my rival if you die? That's not even fair.. I'm supposed to defeat you, you silly boy. I think maybe you should drop out of school or something because it's cutting into my rival time. Ahem. >_> Uh, I like rice.

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Tuesday, February 8, 2005

I AM FUCKING AWESOME On iTunes: No. Today is a Good Day. I played two games of racquetball this morning, and both were close so it was fun. I won the first and the girl I was playing with won the second. Then I went to my Education class, in which we had a reflection paper due today. But because I haven't got any field hours yet (due to my insane schedule and lack of a car), I can't exactly write about my experience in the classroom, now can I? I knew that she was already going to give me an extension because we've talked about this before, but I was afraid she was going to get all stern on me anyway. But when I talked to her after class, she was just like, "Just turn it in next Tuesday, that'll be fine." Awesome, right? No, it gets better. I was trying to get a hold of my sister then so we could go get some lunch but she wasn't picking up so I figured she was still in class and I had time to go to the Union and mail stuff off and check my box. In my box I found the infamous blue slip that means you've got a package, so I went up to the window with it to get said package. The lady handed me back a large, white envelope. I was clueless as to what it was until I flipped it over and read this on the front: International Programs Florida State University I GOT IN AND I'M GOING TO LONDON!! ^________^

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Monday, February 7, 2005

Well, I'm No Hero, That's Understood On iTunes: "Over the Rainbow" Judy Garland Charlie, if it makes you feel better, I think I regret buying the CD. Some of the songs are all right (and by some I mean one or two, if I'm lucky), but her style has changed way too much. I miss the old Tragic Kingdom No Doubt sound. Damn it. Me and my sister trade music all the time. We have a lot of the same tastes, and while I might listen to one band more than she does (or vice versa) we'll both like them and it's cool because we can both listen to it and stand it. She made me a CD the other day of a mix of different songs that I had picked out. It was all based off of this slower version of "Thunder Road" by Bruce Springsteen that we had bought off of iTunes (drink Pepsi products, 1 in 3 gets a free song). So, back to present, I've been listening to it a lot. It's really feel good music and a lot of the songs are exactly what I need right now, I think. They just make me happy and they help me remind myself that there are more important things in life then my school work or a want for self pity and an "I'm all alone and no one understands me" kind of attitude or the latest, coolest thing, or whatever. I've realized that these are some of the things that have been bringing me down. I've just been focusing on the wrong things, and I've been letting them get under my skin. I've realized that a lot of things that I felt were weak or bad or shameful before aren't and that I don't need to fall victim to certain view points or pressures that I may get on campus or from American society as a whole. This whole "rush rush rush and decide what you're going to do with the rest of your life right now so you can get a 9-5 job and sit in an office some where and have a steady income and keep up with the Jones' and fit in like everybody else" aspect of our culture sucks and I'm not going to let it bring me down anymore. We need to remember that there are more important things than your job or your annual income, who you associate with, where you eat lunch, what you drive, how many televisions you have in your house... all of that doesn't really matter because it's not going to make you happy. Family is what makes you happy. Love and affection and laughter and compassion are what keep you going, not brand names. It's not exactly ground breaking, and it's not like you don't hear it before. But I feel like in the past week or so I've really learned this for the first time. Like I actually stopped and listened and thought about it and it makes sense to me now. Already I feel the difference that this shift in thought has made and it's been huge. I know I'm not perfect and I know that I'll make mistakes and all that but I feel like I'm finally heading in the right direction and that's what's important. Right. So that's where I'm at right now. Still waiting to hear about studying abroad, and I'm still trying to figure out what exactly my major and minors should be... but there's no rush. No worry. I don't need to have everything figured out and I don't need to have all the answers, and for once I'm comfortable with that. It's a good feeling.

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Sunday, February 6, 2005

Mmmm, Starbursts On iTunes: "Goodnight Saigon" Billy Joel Annsie - Yeah, I don't know what movie you're talking about, but obviously we can relate here, lol. Damn those movies! Shinmoose - You suck. I'm glad you feel like a jerk, you jerk! .... Hey, have you gotten my letter yet? Charlieeeee - I bought the CD so I could spite you, from a distance. So today is Super Bowl day. How many of you are going to watch? How many of you are thinking, "What? Today's the Super Bowl?" Yeah. I guess I'm going to watch, but I don't really care who wins. I've been told that the Eagles really don't have a chance, but I actually don't know anything about either team, so it doesn't really matter. I guess I'll just root for whoever has the prettier uniform. Bwee hee hee. Man, homework sucks. And so does the weather.. I mean, it's pretty nice out right now, but that's just it - it changes so fucking much. How am I ever going to really get totally better if I can't get a stable environment going? Oh well, whine bitch moan, I'll just overdose on orange juice or something. Fo'rizzle.

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Saturday, February 5, 2005

Super Caa-raazeee. On iTunes: Gwen Stefani "Harajuku Girls" I went grocery shopping today, yeah!! I bought a bag of starbursts because starbursts make me happy. I also bought corn pops, more pens, this really cute notebook that I absolutely didn't need, and other foodage-type of items. I also got two CDs: Piano Man: The Very Best of Billy Joel and Love.Angel.Music.Baby. (which is the new Gwen Stefani CD, if thou art not aware). The Billy Joel one is awesome - I love him, and there's a couple songs of his that I adore. Piano Man, New York State of Mind, and She Always A Woman come to mind. But the song that really stands out is Goodbye Saigon... first time I've heard it, I think, and I was all, "Whoa." Good stuff. Starbursts, yummy. I think I'm going to see Ray tonight at the SLB. I'd rather go see Miss Saigon at the Civic Center or go to the Fun Stop (which has mini golf, arcade games, go-karts and the like)... but I don't think either of those are going to happen. Oh well, maybe tomorrow. I also saw The Boogeyman last night and it was a little ... uh, scary.. at parts, but it was also really terrible. I say scary because it reminded me of this scene from a horror movie I saw when I was like seven that's haunted me ever since. This monster thing hides in some kid's closet or under his bed or something and attacks the kid's dad and gauges his eyes out and throws him out the window. So, as a small, impressionable child, I spent all my nights scared shitless of my closet. I'd burrow in my blankets and wrap them all around me and stuff. So yeah, the first bits of the movie weren't great for me because I was remembering that. But then I managed to pull myself together and it helped that the movie was just so terrible, lol. Yeah, boring post, I know. Eat more starbursts.

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Friday, February 4, 2005

You Cover Up Bullet Holes On iTunes: "Poor Misguided Fool" Starsailor Reasons Why I Rock And Why My True Love (Or Any Other Guy) Should Hurry The Fuck Up: 1. I make Tenacious D references. 2. I am beautiful, random, and cute. 3. Mimmi loves me. 4. I have faithful worshippers. 5. Tori is my lover (and we all know that reeks of opportunity). 6. I can offer hot horny dirty girl sex. 7. I get to retake biology tests. The I Stole This From The Lovely and Deliciously Orange-Haired Sarah Survey. His name: Jacques D'Alassandro! No, actually, that's just the name of a romance author, but isn't it fantastic? Listen to the way it just rolls off your tongue. Hair Colour: I like it dark, personally. The darker the better. Hair Style (long, short, bowl cut, cornrows, etc): Longish, messy, a little curly... that would be fine, thanks. Eye colour: Dark again. I'm a huge sucker for brown eyes. Age: Doesn't matter if he's younger or older because I go for both anyway. Can't be more than a five year difference though. Height: Taller than me, but that's not exactly hard to accomplish. Size: *innocently* Of what? Body build: I like them tall, thin, and lean. Ethnicity: I've gone for a lot of different guys before so I don't know if I really have a preference here. Glasses? Sure. Piercings? Please. Chest hair? Whatever, but let's not over do it. Big ol booty? or no? As long as I can hit it I don't really care. Label: Artsy, English Dork Who Wears Jeans And T-Shirts And His IPod On A Regular Basis His Mind: Open, ready for news things and ideas and experiences. Like a sponge, even. In school? Yeah, preferably. What does he want be/do when he grows up? It should be something that he loves to do. I'd rather hear him talk nonstop about how cool his job is instead of how much it sucks and how much he hates his life, blah blah. Can he speak another language, if yes what? Any language would be awesome. Especially if he just starts whispering random things in my ear. Mmmm. Can he read music? Sure. Can he read guitar tabs? I really hope so. Can he play guitar? I really, really hope so. Piano? Yes, sure, that'd be nice. If that makes him good with his fingers, then double yes. The drums? Rock on. Some other instrument? Apparently he's going to play everything else, so why not the harmonica? That would be incredibly sexy. Can he write music? If that floats his boat, sure. Will he write songs about you? If he wants to. Will he write poems about you? If he wants to. Will he be artistic in some way? YES. Will he "blind you with science?": If he does hopefully he'll keep it interesting... although I'll be his adoring fan girl anyway. Party hopper or stay at home? It'd be nice to go out every once and a while, but I'm not crazy about big, drunken parties and all that. Straight A student or Drop out?: Straight A, baby. Does he have a best friend? I'm sure he does. Is it you? I'm sure I'll be one of them. Is he straight or bi? ....straight, probably. I'd already be slightly jealous of the girls. Being jealous of guys would just be ridiculous. Religious? what type? Eh, it really depends. I guess I'd prefer it if he was kind of a non-denominational type of guy, not a church goer, but he's got some ideas about things. Virgin? till marriage or till "the right time"? I'm a "right time" kind of girl so I'd hope he'd be that way, too. I don't have to be the first, but I don't want to be like the tenth girl either. Should he be able to bake or cook? Both would be great, since I can't do either very well. Is it okay for him to have a lot of gal pals? Sure... that'd probably be a sign in his favor, actually - he knows how to treat them. But he should be aware that I expect to get the most attention or bad things will happen. Out-going or shy?: Well, I don't want him to be all over the place, but I don't want him to be a clam either. He should be decently easy-going. Should he watch chick-flicks?: I don't watch a lot of them, and I'd probably watch them with my girl friends more often, but I would like to watch one or two with him without actually watching them. If you catch my drift. Would he be a smoker?: No. Drinking?: I don't mind if he has a couple drinks, but I don't have a lot of respect for people who enjoy getting drunk. Cursing? No more than I would. Does he play football(US)? With his friends, sure. Soccer? Sure. Baseball? Sure. Basketball? Sure. Rugby? Sure. Golf? Sure. Does he drag race? Probably not. Does he have a "pimped up" ride? As long as he's got a CD player, reclining seats, and I can open the windows, it's all good. Can he surf? If he can, he's going to teach me. Skateboard? Sure. Snowboard? Sure. Would he have an accent? That would be fabulous, thank you. Anything else? He should have an immense love for other games - video games, computer games, arcade games, board games, racquetball, mini golf, ping-pong, air hockey, especially card games.. Does he kiss on the first date?: He does if I do. Where does he take you? Fun places, like bowling or mini golf or to an amusement park. Movies come later. Does he pay? On special occassions, but I like to pay too, thanks. Would he lay under the stars with you and spout random philosophies? Yes. Especially on roof tops. And he would also sing there. Would he use endearments? Once and a while, and only if they're over done. Would you hold hands? Occasionally, sure. Would you ever stay the nite at his place? Of course. Would he give you flowers/candy or a big expensive gift? Simplicity is best. Like surprising me with maybe one flower, or my favorite candy bar, or soda, or something silly like that. What can I say, I'm easy. Would he walk you to your door at the end o the nite? He'd better if he wants that kiss. How would he propose? Creatively. Lastly, after you meet, get hitched, etc. What do u name your kids? I don't know. I like the names Julia, Julian, Jude, Kevin, Gabriel, Lyn... and others. If I ever have a girl, though, I want her middle name to be Adelaide, after my grandmother.

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