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Monday, October 4th, 2004
5:48 pm	crafts are fun dude...i love in-n-out. their burgers are just so refreshing. i need to go take a nap, but here's what's been happenin with me: trying to find a certain corporation in the long beach port is pretty close to impossible if all you know is that it is by a cat food place...for future reference, it is american marine, not american heritage marina diane hilton's confessions is intriguing - you can read the entire book in under 2 hours...the outfit don'ts and tinkerbell's journal are my favorites...and the fact that she only wrote the book to be able to go to book parties is just the best. she's one of my favorite people. my mother is fifty and keeps talking about how i have to be nice to her because over half of her life is over. bukowski is nuts; burning in water, drowning in flame is decent enough for poetry, there are only like 7 poems that i really liked in it, esp. the one about the traffic ticket. maybe i'll reproduce it for you later. my nanna is here as a surprise from massachusetts...when my mom wanted to take a picture with her on the rock in front of our house, she fell off and exclaimed, "how many drinks did i have?!" i have a picture of her in the bushes. god i love her. graham greene is a sexy son-of-a-bitch. i highly recommend the heart of the matter. anxiety and futility at its finest! only when you become everything you never wanted to be do you really start to get to know who you are. wow, that last sentence was pretty cool. i'm going to have to remember that. ok, congrats everyone for surviving rush! it's like giving birth - after sweating and screaming for awhile, it's time for an epidural. enjoy yourselves, you deserve it! Current Mood: full Current Music: salt-n-peppa and a banana cognac biatch! (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 28th, 2004
4:33 am	22, how bout you this is the first time i've blurted since being 22. and it makes no difference. let me tell you about my birthday dinner on friday. diane, cristal, mak, riss, ali, caroline, kristin (who was janky and left before the fun started because she had to go see napoleon dynamite with her boyfriend) and i all headed down to wasabi. we got a tepan station by the bar, but unfortunately, until we spent over $300, it was hard to get the waitress to take care of us. i mean, i was not drunk until about 45 minutes after we got there. but, started with sake bombs with diane, and everything was going just fine until someone had to let the manager know that it was my birthday...then he brought over a shot. for some reason, i thought it was just fine to take it even though he would not tell me what it was. well, it was red, so i didn't think it could be that bad. down the hatch, then my eyes and throat are burning and i'm sputtering for dear life. it was called "firewater" - 100 proof cinammon snapps. you would have thought that i would learn my lesson there, but once burned, everything seemed like a good idea. our tepan chef finally showed up and tried to do tricks for us, but seeing as i had consumed 4 sake bombs, a couple firewater shots and a surfer on acid shot, i could not pay attention. it was pretty embarrassing, i was the only one at the table that could not catch a single piece of food in my mouth. i mean, it would hit my mouth, but then my tongue would dart out and knock it out of the way. oh well. at least by the end the waitress brought us free beer. i think we deserved it. now the night gets interesting. after eating about three bites of food, we decide to head down to the bar downstairs. ali, diane and cristal are waaaaasted. i knew i was too because i kept thinking how drunk everyone else was. that's always a bad sign. so, some poor people were trying to enjoy their dinners at the tepan stations downstairs, and me and my crew absolutely ruined it for them. and here's why: there was karaoke. now, for those of you who know my sister and me, it is needless to say that the one thing we swore never to do was sing in public, let alone into a microphone. but after another firewater shot and a couple hypnotic martinis, i was definitely up there, trying to read the teleprompter through my double vision so i could sing "me so horny." shortly after that, my sister tried to rap and was literally screaming into the microphone because she was too drunk to hear herself. she wasn't even rapping the right words. she just kept yelling "bottle full of dub" and "we in the club" over and over, until she almost fell over and took that as a cue to walk away. meanwhile, my friend riss was puking into a glass. i have no idea how long we were down there, but we certainly cleared the place out. it was time to go. the rest after is a little bit of a blur, but my mother tried to recount it as best she could for us. after somehow leaving downstairs, we stumbled through the restaurant out onto the street to my mother and father's cars. originally, we all went in dad's car, but mom felt lonely, so diane and i went into hers. i proceeded to spend the rest of the car ride home proclaiming my love for diane and how she's such a great friend. she agreed with me. then, we were at the house, eating sandwiches that i could not taste, trying to watch family guy that kept skipping and starting at the beginning. we must have watched the beginning of peter, peter caviar eater at least 6 times. in the haze, ali and i royal rumbled and i knocked her over, severly injuring her arm. then diane and carol jumped in. i was running around in my thong as usual. i was almost suffocated in a blanket. ali was harrassing my mother, throwing things at her and saying no to whatever she said. she ate shit and fell in the dining room and refused to get up. my mom said it was the most wasted she had ever seen ali. i passed out face down into the carpet and told my mother it was comfortable. then i was stumbling around my room in the dark trying to put in a cd because i had unscrewed one of the lightbulbs and smashed it. i have no idea why. i woke up at 6a in allison's bed. and that was my birthday night. it caused me to lie on the couch wanting to throw up all day saturday. but damn, it was fun. Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: cursive - the ugly organ (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 19th, 2004
12:06 am	i want to be maurice drew's babby's momma oh my god, ucla won a football game! i don't remember being this excited since bars started to have michelob ultra on tap. maurice drew is a p - i - m - p! all those football players, yum! except for the big ones. like the really big ones. i must say i think my weight cut-off is 215lbs. though i don't mind them protecting the better looking ones. it all makes sense. so i really haven't been doing anything. seriously. i'm beginning to get a lil antsy. but not antsy enough to really do anything besides submerge myself in "art." i told my mother the other day that i don't believe in consumerism, but i do support the arts. the only thing i really buy is food, music and movies. and sometimes literature. actually, i'm a pretty regular book buyer. it just doesn't really seem like it. but then again, art is really subjective. so i guess that's just a cop-out. i try to be principled but i always see through it. damn. ali's home for the weekend! i've been hanging around her all day; i don't know why, but her life intrigues me. oh, she wants my help on a paper. gtg, go see garden state! read graham greene! listen to broken spindles! and never read good harbor by that author that wrote the red tent, it sucks! Current Mood: happy Current Music: horrorpops, the band with the coolest chicks ever (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, September 16th, 2004
12:28 pm	we'll miss you johnny moment of silence for the loss of one of the greatest punk rockers ever...we'll miss you johnny. he died yesterday of prostate cancer...what a bummer to die from problems with your ass. well, never can say that god doesnt have a sense of humor, hmm? anyway, i am currently awaiting the return of my mother from cafe lafayette; i will shortly be enjoying a california wrap and lemon chicken soup...mmmm....i'm hungry. for all of those who don't get stoked about food, you have no idea what you are missing. eating makes my life, such simple and necessary pleasure. speaking of which, i had one of the best meals of my life last night. my parent's had their 25th wedding anniversary (yes, they waited 3 years to have me...i was wanted...sometimes that makes me feel good about myself), and since we had to go up to la to see ali, we went to mccormick and schmitt's. orgasm! i had swordfish and it was to die for. awesome cosmo, awesome bread, great salad, fabulous calamari and the creme brulee! heaven. i was in heaven. definitely one of the top 3 meals of my life. the other ones took place at mama's fish house in maui and some italian restaurant in new orleans. yes! she's here! i'll get back to you later. Current Mood: hungry Current Music: karate (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 1st, 2004
10:39 pm	i wish i had nimh wow, i was so excited when i checked my friends list and had 7 new entries to read! it felt like more bang for my buck, so thanks guys. it means a lot. diane, you're still on my shit list because you read my entries and never write your own. this is your final warning. heheh, so guess what i did last night......i went to USC FRAT PARTIES! hahahah, there's no shame to my game. "yes, i'm a sophomore...no, not at usc, i go to santa barbara...yah, it's beautiful up there, i go to the beach all the time...the tacos are great." well, that's what i would have said if anyone talked to me. at least i got to wear a slutty black tube top and laugh at sorority girls all night. congrats to my little sister for getting into theta. it was adorable, her "kite sis" was trying to look cool and introduce her to guys, but for some reason, all the guys that ali already knew were hotter. and more fun. i don't know how she does it. how is she related to me? sometimes, i just don't know. maybe my parents put more energy and resources into her. i'm bitter. especially because she has egyptian cotton sheets and my mother wouldn't even buy me the secrets of nimh for $9.99. dammit, that's such a great movie. i just love cartoon animals who act like people. i need a job so i can validate myself through consumerism. for sure. anyway, my latest obsession has been ordering things online. today i received my vhs copy of nowhere! fuck yah. and amazon has shipped film school and subtitle, finally! that only took 3 weeks. bitches. oh, and i have the doom generation too. i love james duvall. ok, im tired. i hope to see yall at diane's bbq. except for you andre. you are dangerous. and i know better. Current Mood: complacent Current Music: the faint, dance macabre remixes (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 24th, 2004
4:36 pm	i was a morbid little kid i've been missing for a few days due to an upgrade disaster. i've been very ocd about napster, and napster requires windows 2000 or xp. so i could do it just fine on my laptop, but it took forever to download cds because of the dial-up. so, i decided that i would update our main computer since it has a cable hookup...whoa, was that a grievance! for some reason, upgrading windows 98 to xp causes all sorts of problems...it's taken me a few days to get the new program to recognize our cable, but it finally works! now i'm enjoying a martini glass as a pointer, a mouse nibbling on a cheese ball for the hour glass, and a dinosaur that walks across my screen every once in a while. it was all worth it. anyway, i cleaned out my closet yesterday and went through every single thing my mother kept from my elementary school years...needless to say, that was quite a bit. so as i went through piles of perfect report cards (why do they even give them to you in elementary school? how can you get an A for fucking around all day and drawing?), i found a few articles that foresaw the development of a "darker" side...i'll share a couple of these with you. the first was a picture of a pirate hat with a bullet hole and blood pouring out of it. hmm. that was at age 6. the other was a project building upon the MLK JR theme of "i have a dream." we were supposed to share our dreams for ourselves, our community, etc. well, my 7 year-old self must have misunderstood that these weren't real dreams but what we would like to see happen in the future, the optimistic stuff where anyone can be the president of the united states if they try. instead, for "our community," i wrote down the following: "I once had a dream. It was about our air. It was so polluted the air was dark. I ran and ran through the dark. I was trying to find light. But I never found it." nice amy, nice uplifting dream. at least i know it didnt come out of nowhere. oh, on the brighter side, i have found my mother a hobby! she and i are now going to a personal trainer, 2 times a week. it was so fun to watch the trainer kick her ass! hahahaha! Current Mood: happy Current Music: octavius, audio noir (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 18th, 2004
10:26 pm	i have to get that batch a hobby sigh, so it's official. ali is no longer living at home. she has fully moved into usc. the house seems so quiet without her. she's so excited though, even when she got her books (which i carried around for her since basically i was her bitch for the last week because i knew how much i was going to miss her). she definitely took full advantage of that. double sandwich duty and parental inteference work. unfortunately, there were not as many hot guys today as i suspected there would be. it must be because usc is raising its standards to at least breaking 1000 on the sat. haha, sorry al, couldn't resist. ali went through the usual hypersocial activity associated with the first few weeks in the dorms and met some T-O-O-L-S. and they all looked so little! my favorite has to be this one guy who must have borrowed a pink shirt of his mom's...he was like 6' tall and had full boxers and a little belly showing. gawd! who told him that was a good idea? buy a shirt that fits lightstick! i had my own commentary going to amuse myself and when my mother heard me she made me stop because they can't help it. a reason, not necessarily an excuse in my opinion. oh god, and you have to hear what an idiot i am. haha, at least i can laugh at myself. i suppose you can too. so allison was getting her computer configured, and i was standing there watching the guy click away and noticed a scratch on his arm. i was like, that looks like a pretty nasty scratch, what, did the computer bite? hahahah...bite. i thought i was quite clever but i didn't even get a sympathy laugh from him. i'm not quite sure that he heard me. probably the better for both of us. anyway, i think that my father and i did all the work while mom and al socialized. like that's anything new. it's going to suck having my mother's attention all to myself. what am i going to do? all of debi's radars are going to be pointed at me. i have to get that batch (the latest spin on bitch for those of you that might be wondering) a hobby. maybe drinking? hahah, that would be funny/ oh yah, so i finished the 7 daughters of eve. i thought it was so-so...there were only like 3 chapters that were worth it in the middle; he had a little sense of humor and talked about getting drunk, so that was cool. when skyes went to imagine what each of the women's lives must have been like i thought i was going to hurl though. don't read that part. currently i'm working on a brief history of time (i figure i should at least see what started it all) and graham greene (he's insane and i love it). russian roulette is like the best - i think it's called something different though like gun in the cupboard. fabulous! i hope everyone is enjoying themselves doing whatever they're doing. i'll be in touch soon. as soon as i get a new cell phone. RIP Binky Current Mood: melancholy Current Music: octavius, audio noir (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 11th, 2004
1:56 am	the end of the worst day of my life so, after my last blurty my life went from bad to worse, then better. upon arriving home, my mother accosted poor diane by storming up to her while screaming, "WERE YOU WITH HER LAST NIGHT?!!! WERE YOU WITH HER LAST NIGHT?!!" diane, completely startled and taken aback agreed and answered several of her other rapid fire questions before slinking out the door to leave me to deal with the lawyer/policewoman/beast debi. so deb totally didn't buy my story that i spent the entire night at val's apartment (which i didn't) and accused me of spending the night with some random guy who stole my purse (which i didn't) and smoking weed (no comment). then she wanted me to take a drug test. yikes. damn, she is too good. for some reason, she always sees through my bullshit. it must be because i just can't pull it off. though how i try. i think i'm going to give up because everyone finds out everything about me regardless of what i say or do. "i need to take some personal accountability for my actions." yah, whateva. shoot, now deb's seen my blurty and is pissed again - she says its fine if i rake her over the coals because she has no reason not to trust me. sarcastic batch. anyway, so even though i got busted, it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. i thought she would be much more upset about the weed, but i guess she was just relieved that it wasn't anything else. anyway, the best part of my night was kristin's birthday. i must admit, i was a little hesitant to hang out at sepi's, but it actually turned out to be a lot of fun. i got to see lots of people that i normally don't, chat, laugh and just have a good time...substance free! i'm making a new start on my life as of today. god, i sound like such a cornball. oh well, it was fun sipping on a diet coke and hanging with the girls. and kristin got, da da dah!! a diamond necklace...damn nick, you're slick. and he had a cake ready for her and everything else. he deserves boyfriend of the year!!! you have my blessing kristin. love ya you lucky bitch! now i'm beat and heading off to bed. love yall! oh, and those of you bastards who haven't updated lately get on the ball! Current Mood: tired Current Music: family guy (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 10th, 2004
11:09 am	this might be the worst day of my life i am having a very bad day. my purse was stolen - my dooney and burke one. that had my friggin chanel sunglasses in them. and my wallet with my id, credit cards, bruin card, atm card and my ralphs club card. i am pissed. i also broke my tiffany's earring today. so basically, im like a grand in the hole. and that sucks. but on a brighter note, it is kristin's birthday. hooray kristin! it seems that kristin has gone from 0 to insta-adult in about two weeks. haha. kind of irritating, but that's ok. i might get there someday and then i'll change my tune...maybe. watched a few amazing movies - narcotic (1933), maniac (1934), mystic river, the original stepford wives (did you know that the lead plays the shrink in donnie darko? i was stoked) and watership down which is a cartoon about a few bunny rabbits who see impending doom and escape to face obstacle after obstacle...it was one of those weird cartoons with blood and death and fighting. pretty crazy and exciting at the same time. i'm almost done reading guns, germs and steel. i have to say, it was a bit repetitive but had very interesting observations. i believe one thing that diamond has to keep in mind though is that correlation is not necessarily causation. other that that, very well founded. and i learned that africa was not all black! from the beginnings of homo sapiens, there were whites, blacks, khoisans and some other type along with an asian mix in madagascar that called africa home. i think the most interesting chapters of the book are on continental axes, animal domestication, writing/language and africa. if you're going to read this, i'd say hit those chapters for sure and take or leave the other ones. alright, i have a headache. i'll talk about other stuff like massachusetts and breaking up with brian (again) at a later time. until then, continue to pursue a greater understanding of the world fellow rangers! Current Mood: crappy Current Music: broken social science (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 25th, 2004
2:00 pm	my goodness i need to update more. i can't believe that i have not informed you about napoleon dynamite. not that people actually read my journal, but...hmm. well at least andree does. i think. andree has provided quite some entertainment recently. as long as she doesn't pour beer on me. oh dear, let's just start there. so i've decided that i might be too old to hang out at snu because i always end up drunk and usually pissed (p-i-s-e-d, pised?). the first time, i'm sitting peacefully on the couch and have andree creep up next to me and dump an entire beer over me - she was thinking that no one would think that she would do it - uh, yah...especially because it came out of nowhere! i'd appreciate a heads up next time. you better hope that the same thought process doesn't happen at work, next thing you know you'll end up naked running around screaming jesus. that actually might be interesting. i don't think your sister would like it though. ok, so the beer was one grievance to my life that resulted in me sleeping in the backseat of my car. the next happened at lisette's birthday. i was having a fabulous time until a few started freaking out and thought i had sex on jessica's bed. sigh. no, no sex. sorry. maybe next time. why don't you eat something and try to relax ariel killer! heheh. that sucks though. you had some good salmon. 'sides that, i've had a pretty good time. kristin got a job which is fabulous. i would be scared to see her at work though, i've talked to her afterwards and its pretty scary. mile a minute. breathe kristin, breathe. also, natalie came back from sweden. diane and i met her at this place called the auld dubliner irish pub or something like that. it took us a good hour to find it. maybe because we were high. one can never tell. it was actually quite interesting, everything in there was made by local artisans and then reassembled in long beach. there was a little bit of history at the front of the menu, and i could not resist. dammit mom, that's all your fault. i had a fabulous salmon boxty, i highly recommend it. got to hear all about the beautiful people and crazy colors overseas, major props to natalie for hookin it up. i really want to visit now. i would love just to go all over the world - but i'd skip the middle east. i don't really think that's my cup of tea. and...napoleon dynamite! first time i saw it i was with andree - near the middle of the movie i started wondering why i was laughing all by myself and slip a side glance over to see her passed out with her mouth wide open. i'll finish later. oh, and if i don't - i'll be in massachusetts for the next few days. so it might be awhile. Current Mood: complacent Current Music: johnny cash (Comment on this)
Thursday, July 15th, 2004
1:03 pm	amy's guide to success when i was in new orleans i walked by a shop and saw a wonder of a poster entitled: Peter's Laws - The Creed of the Sociopathic Obsessive Compulsive of course i had to get it, so now i share with you the wisdom. 1. If anything can go wrong, fix it 2. When given a choice - take both 3. Multiple projects lead to multiple successes 4. Start at the top then work your way up 5. Do it by the book...but be the author 6. If you can't beat them, join them, then beat them. 7. If it's worth doing, it's got to be done right now 8. If you can't win, change the rules 9. If you can't change the rules, then ignore them 10. Perfection is not optional 11. When faced without a challenge, make one 12. "No" simply means begin again at one level higher 13. Don't walk when you can run 14. Bureaucracy is a challenge to be conquered with a righteous attitude, a tolerance for stupidity, and a bulldozer when necessary 15. When in doubt: THINK 16. Patience is a virtue, but persistence to the point of success is a blessing 17. The faster you move, the slower time passes, the longer you live how fucking awesome is that. new orleans is cool. Current Mood: bored Current Music: morrissey, you are the quarry (Comment on this)
Saturday, June 19th, 2004
3:23 pm	pomp and circumstance good afternoon everyone! i was looking through my recent entries and noticed that i have left quite a bit of my life out - i will attempt to fill in the highlights of the past couple weeks since i have nothing better to do with my time besides get drunk, and i think it might be a little too early for that (self-restraint, whoa, where did that come from?!). to finish up emerald eve... so we have just discussed the infamous conversation with brian (before i was interrupted with incestual lesbianism). so back to the story. i plan my escape and run upstairs to see one of the funniest spectacles of my entire life. we should have known better than to let the dj play private dancer. ah, my dearly beloved ex-roommate kristin is 6 sheets to the wind (if not more) and decides that she and mixer are the entertainment for the evening. after eating shit into the mesh above the second level (for some reason, she thought it was solid), kristin started floundering around like a baby bird that has fallen out of a nest. she had to be rescued by one of the sailors who untangles her from all the rope and helps her step down to a bench. kristin thinks that this has become her stage and is unphased by the previous fall. but oh no, that is not a safe place for kristin (thank goodness the sailor recognized that), so he led her down to the regular walking area. still unphased, kristin's like "heeeey!" and begins to dance scandalously with mixer. goodness knows kristin has bisexualism on her mind already as she had propositioned steph and had tried to kiss me earlier in the evening, so the dance turns into soft-core lesbian porn with kristin grinding on top of mixer making out on the bench while about 100 people watched. it was absolutely amazing. eventually, the evening came to a close and it was back to the bus! however, jessica's car was there and i wanted to drink more...so jess, her man-friend, brian and i all scampered off to mustang sally...which posed a bit of a problem since it was a stick shift. though brian and jessica's bf both know how to drive stick, jessica decided to let brian drive and pissed her bf off royally. oh well. as we're driving up the 110N, it becomes evident that we need to get some gas, so we pull off the freeway into one of the most ghetto areas i have ever seen. we're driving down the street and see two groups walking toward each other in the street - it was going to be a gang fight! i would have loved to watch in my inebriated state, but brian used his head and flipped a bitch. so, 7-11. we get everything we need to keep the night hoppin - cornnuts, gummy worms and of course a twelver of miller lite (my latest love, sorry ultra). while we're paying, the store begins to rattle with the sound of a killer sound system. a young male latino with bruises swelling on his face (maybe from the previously witnessed fight?) comes in and i decide that i want to make friends. so i compliment him on his system, to which he replies, "you know how we do. have to let the pigs know our beats." fabulous! i wanted to take him with us, but i was outvoted. eventually, we get back to kd safe and sound, brian and i begin to get romantically involved, then andree shows up. so i ditch brian, who proceeds to freak out on me, yadda yadda. whateva. got mcdonalds which i do not eat because im discussing one lame thing or another. night starts to come in flashes, then i wake up next morning to go to my sister's ncl function. painful. family events when hung over are not a good thing. so that's emerald eve, i still have to talk about tuesday, saved, thursday and graduation. shoot, i dont think ill ever catch up. maybe ill come back to it later. until then my loves, enjoy the june gloom! Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: the killers (Comment on this)
Friday, June 11th, 2004
2:31 am	oh wow i now have another "i have" moment - i have been kicked out of my room so my roommate can hook up with another girl. oh wow. i am in shock. i can't even remember what i was writing about. i think it's time to go to bed. at least i am forgiven. i think i will die if i go down there in the morning and they're in bed together. jesus, you definitely have a sense of humor. Current Mood: shocked Current Music: air (Comment on this)
1:23 am	i am a saint haven't blurted in a while, had some very interesting things happen. but, first and foremost, i would like to announce that i hung out with andree all night and i did not do anything illegal. i am very proud of myself. so is my mother. ok, emerald eve - i should have known that the evening was headed in the wrong direction when i popped open the first champagne bottle and it exploded. and, the quick wit that i am, instead of letting it splurge all over morgan mix's living area, i poured it all over my silk dress to save the ratty apartment carpet. brilliant amy. even worse, i was standing all by myself like a loner because brian was still showering. everyone sort of looked over in horror. nothing i could really do but shove the rest of the champagne down my throat as quick as possible, right? so, ten minutes, five requests to leave (mixer needed to take a valium or something) and a bottle and a half of champagne later, the preparty was over and it was off to the buses. the night continued to go in the wrong direction when i stumbled onto the bus and ate shit in my high heels. thank goodness, i think only stephanie saw. at least i didn't drop any of the three bottles of champagne i was holding (it was going to be a long bus ride). so, i'm chillin out on the bus when i realize that none of my fun party people are around. as i look around to see christine pham, melanie, etc. (no offense of course), i'm like, i must leave...immediately. however, as i go to make the transition to the fun bus, i am stopped by the driver who informs me that i am not allowed to bring glass on the bus. well shit. all i have is 3 bottles of champagne! i had to call morgan to bring me a kd bag so i could sneak at least 2 on. i had to leave one for decoy. a moment of silence for the alcohol we've lost. sigh. anyway, then my lil ball of fun brian shows up. oh lord, if i could have it to do over again, i would have gone by myself. so as i'm trying to drown out yet another running story with my bottle of champagne, all of the sudden, the holy spirit possesses our bus driver. not only does he lead us in prayer, he will not let us sing any of our songs. my last freakin event, and no swearing or sex. what's next?! i joined a sorority, not a bible study (thank you kristin)! oh, i almost forgot a side story that is important later in the story. as i was walking to the buses, jessica called me and told me to call lisette when the buses were getting ready to leave. well, in all the hullaballu, i called jessica a little later than i should have. she arrived just in time to see the buses pulling away without her. she ended up having to drive herself, which shall come into play later. ok, so we finally end up in san pedro, and i am determined to have as much fun as possible. after finally boarding the boat, to my horror i found that we were working with a limited bar...no hypnotic, no martinis, no long islands...what the hell! however, i decided to make do with 7 & 7's. one thing led to another, and i felt that the magic dragon would love to cruise the harbor. however, there is only one problem...there is nothing to puff with. well, jessica, stephanie, andree and i put our heads together...leading to the next traumatic sequence of the night. i ditch brian and escape to the back of the boat, right by the dance floor with the above mentioned deliquents. as jessica tries to smash the end of a beer bottle off, stephanie grabs it and proclaims, "i can break it, watch!" it happened in almost slow motion for me. she brought the bottle up high and slammed it down on the metal bar of the boat, shattering it all over her date and herself. all that was left was a little stump of the neck as everyone turned to look at her in horror. it was quite a scene. so then, i come to the rescue and locate a plastic bottle...off to the bathroom! so jessica, steph and i crowd into one airplane sized bathroom and proceed to create a make-shift smoking apparatus (after quite a bit of a struggle and stephanie realizing that there was a gash in her ass from the beer bottle incident...she was bleeding all over the place). at this point, andree starts pounding on the door, and as i try to let her in, my other compatriots decide thats not a good idea. definitely almost started world war 3! i think that the boat was too small of a place to have so many drunk people. so, finally i smoke and begin to relax. we all stumble out of the bathroom, and there sitting right outside is duh-duh-duh! brian. here my night went to bad from worse. so, im high and drunk, and brian motions for me to sit down next to him. he proceeds to have the most serious conversation that we've ever had, telling me how he makes all these sacrifices for me, that i have been the part of his life that has been missing, that he would like to marry me someday...the works! and i am like...oh shit...please not right now. please not right now. after at least an hour of this bullshit, i decide that it's over between us and that i must have more to drink, immediately! double whiskey please! thank you! somewhere inbetween, i realize that hold on i will finish this later! big development! Current Mood: religious Current Music: monkee mix (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 1st, 2004
12:16 am	new obsession: cat osterman (Comment on this)
Sunday, May 30th, 2004
10:06 am	abridged version ok, i've been putting off writing about myself; i really don't know why. well i do, i just don't want to share. so i'm going to give an abridged version of what has been going on in my life. i have watched all of freaks and geeks and the family guy interspersed with various movies and television programs, ended my year-long internship with the ucla atheltics marketing department, helped duct tape andree to a lamppost, got a ticket for furnishing alcohol to minors, lost my ticket for furnishing alcohol to minors, got the most adorable puppy ever, got in huge trouble with my mother, had to give the most adorable puppy ever back, went to all my classes, been ridiculously well-behaved, got some bombass sunglasses that i really didn't deserve and i don't know what else. if i remember i'll put it in at a later date. Current Mood: awake Current Music: missy elliot - for my people (1 Comment |Comment on this)
12:23 am	revelation as i was organizing the family's cd collection by genre and alphabetically by artist (yes i know its saturday night, i know i know), i found a little something that might interest you all. as we all have enjoyed hornsbys for quite some time, i might have found the man behind the magic. in the late 1980s, there was an obscure classic rock band named BRUCE HORNSBY & THE RANGE. i just happened to stumble across "scenes from the southside" their 1988 album on which Bruce Hornsby does piano, accordian, syth and lead vocals...is it possible that because being a rock star didn't work out for hornsby he decided to make a drink that helps him feel like one? i don't know, but cheers to all you drinkers out there! (Comment on this)
Saturday, May 22nd, 2004
12:04 pm	apology ok, so i've been a major bitch recently, and i know i've bummed quite a few people out. i'm just bitter and i'm trying to get over it. so i'm sorry if i've hurt your feelings recently or blown you off. i didn't really mean it. it's not you, it's me. haha, thats always fun to say. ok, on to better things review of pledged: the secret life of sororities first and foremost, this book proves that publishers are prey to good looks as much as anyone else (the photo on the back book sleeve was illuminating and probably the only reason why this book was published). robbins has nothing new to say and relies on the shock value of her material to sell books. the media has used the greek system as a scapegoat for years now, and she definitely does not buck that trend. while she claims neutrality, really she reams the sorority system and then puts a disclaimer in her final chapter that states that she is not pro- or anti-greek. for every positive sentence she might put in to keep that objective stance, there are chapters dedicated to her "revealing" the injustice of the system. she often comments on her outsider, insider, outsider status. labeling it that way implies a certain mentality, does it not? it would be better if some academic infiltrated the system. her observations are trite and basically a compilation of every news article that has been written before on the subject. most importantly, while she chronicles the lives of a few sorority girls, she speaks nothing of her own experience. she freakin lived there for an entire year, is she saying that she did not participate at all? and if she didn't, how could she possibly uphold that she spent a year undercover? the only time she mentions any part of her own behavior in the house is when she tries to "talk some sense" into the girls, definitely speaking to her own insecurities and desire to be viewed a certain way by her readers. while her list of references is impressive, thank goodness she had that many otherwise i would have been bored to tears with her insights. something that she did not take into account when considering why sororities were formed was that it was a way to empower women - a counter to the "men only" mentality. they formed their own clubs, so why not us too? it is a feminist movement cloaked in antiquated practices that protected it in its infancy. it was a way for women, having been isolated and controlled by fathers and husbands for so long, to attempt to coalesce and protect each other. though it often fails, how is trying a bad thing? also, no system is perfect. look at our freakin government, for example. interestingly enough, the majority of political players are greek. so what does that say about the nature of power? yet, the exposes about the government are few and far between and completely arbitrary, often because of clearance issues. i believe that robbins could have wasted her time on a much more worthy agenda...how about the iron fist of media control? Current Mood: better (Comment on this)
Wednesday, May 19th, 2004
8:47 pm	i cannot believe what has been happening the past few days. what the fuck. i cannot even begin to describe how i'm feeling right now. there is so much behind the anger. Current Mood: pissed off Current Music: muse - thoughts of a dying atheist (Comment on this)
Thursday, May 13th, 2004
1:05 am	fucking typical i expected so much more (Comment on this)