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| Monday, March 28th, 2005 |
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 Hope you all had a great Easter if you celebrate it! Saturday night me, my mum, Evan, and Evan’s mum all went into Harvard Square for dinner and a concert. We went to Border’s Café, which is a Mexican restaurant and it was shoulder-to-shoulder packed being it Saturday night in Boston. We ate our food in the dimly lit atmosphere with Mexican murals stretched out across the walls, our clothes absorbing the scent of fajitas, and people elbowing us in our sides. After we ate we went across the street to this vegetarian café/restaurant where we would be viewing (for the second time) our favourite folk singer, Bill Morrissey. The people inside were so nice and all the food they were offering looked so appetizing, but I was far too full for even a cup of chai. There was an opening performance by an adorable man with a beard who looked to be about 36. His emotion really surfaced through his guitar playing, he had adorable lyrics, and his music made me stomp my feet. He was very enjoyable. When he was through playing and the lights brightened, I got up to use the restroom. I was standing in line when Bill Morrissey was coming through a side-entrance and needed to get by me. My face lit up and I really didn’t know what to do; I took a step back for him to get through with his gorgeous guitar and he sort of paused in front of me. He gave me a very sweet smile, bowed his head with a hesitant look like he wanted to say something, and looked back at me twice as he walked away. I thought to myself that he probably just felt flattered to see a face under the age of 40 at one of his shows. I returned to my seat and the lights went out and he took the stage. He started picking at his guitar, which drew a hush over the small crowd and then his lips parted. His voice was like warm liquor over ice, crackling, steam-like, or the way one sounds after they drink a warm cup of coffee, and sending chills down your shoulders. His lyrics affected me (and I’m sure every other person who was in that room) in ways that made everything else in the room disappear. He was truly holding my heart last night, in the hole of his guitar. He told funny jokes between songs (his humor is so witty, he made me cry I was laughing so hard) and interacted with us, timidly. No one wanted his set to end, but he finished off with a very serious and beautiful song about his best friend who died last year, which made a lot of people, including myself, lightly sob. It was truly amazing. I especially think it is amazing that he has pretty much been on the road since he was fourteen, chasing a dream that he knew would never lead him to materialistic fame or glamour. He’s an inspiration. He’s doing what he loves, what he has a passion for, and he is no less than happy and that is amazing. I can only imagine what it must feel like to wake up every morning, knowing that you have accomplished so much in the field you have a passion for. Envious. ( lyrics I like by Bill Morrissey ) |
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| Sunday, March 20th, 2005 |
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I have returned from my west coast journey! California was beautiful, fun, and far too expensive (8.5% tax!!). I wrote in my paper journal every night while I was away, so this entry will be pretty much a copy of what I had written down…therefore there is a lot, so I’m putting it all under an LJ cut and don't expect it to be very well written, I didn't have much time to write out there and I'm too fidgety to come up with pretty stuff right now. I don’t expect anyone to read the whole thing; it’s really just for my own recording. If you want to know the basics, yes I had a fabulous time, but I was more than ready to come home when the time approached. San Francisco was my favourite part of the trip, the Golden Gate Bridge really set my mind at ease, and I loved the town of Santa Cruz. I also did a shitload of shopping, but mainly spent my money on other people. We drove everywhere by ourselves without knowing the highways of California and without directions, yet made it to every destination point in less than an hour; snaps to us for that. Driving on the highway through the mountains was like being in Lord of the Rings and my ears always popped, but the visual beauty was worth it. I am in love with how many lanes California has to drive in, I especially love the whole “carpool” lane-thing. I am envious. It's too bad we didn't get to go to LA, but we just stayed north because it would have taken too long to get there and we only had six days. All in all I had a fabulous time. I am so happy I got the opportunity to travel to one of the places that I have been longing to visit since I was a wee one, and better yet, being there with my best friend. I have many pictures, but I need to get the developed. Hopefully by the next time I post I will have them ready to share :) ( the details ) |
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| Monday, March 7th, 2005 |
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Hi! Nothing going on. I'm excited for California. Today I am going to the Cheesecake Factory. Pinnochio's Pizza in Harvard Square is the best.ever. Exam de espanol later today. And I watched Toy Story 2 for the first time last night. The First one is better, but I enjoyed the 2nd one immensley anyhow. I've been dancing so much, in my living room. |
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| Wednesday, February 23rd, 2005 |
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LANKY LIZARDS!!!! One of my dreams have come true! My best friend and I are going to California for Spring break, which is in three weeks! We will be staying right outside of San Fran and she is going to take me everywhere. Rose Red and Rose White will adventure once again! MM, Tell me places to go! |
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LANKY LIZARDS!!!! One of my dreams have come true! My best friend and I are going to California for Spring break, which is in three weeks! We will be staying right outside of San Fran and she is going to take me everywhere. Rose Red and Rose White will adventure once again! MM, Tell me places to go! |
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| Sunday, February 20th, 2005 |
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Happy Birthday Kurt Weekend spent working--at work right now, but last night was splendid when he picked me up and he ate cesaer wraps in the car, while I sat with white chocolate coffee, sneakily stealing bites of his sandwich or grabbing a crouton when he wasn't looking, then off to the two-floored bookstore where I ranted and raved about everything I wanted/needed and ended up buying the dvd Auntie Mame, but really wanted 3 Women or Masque of the Red Death, but they didn't have the two latter and I found a book of faerie kisses and the french kitty books and bookmarks with gorgeous paintings of watery-lanka girls and the cashier asked me if i found everything I was looking for and I said no, which is the respose i ALWAYS give when asked such a silly question. And we listened to Malignancy and counted stars, but the air was piercing my lungs and we jumped on my bed and hid under covers and watched this new horror movie that doesn't come out until Tuesday called Madhouse, which came straight to video and it was quite promising and bone-chilling and scary and the gore effects made me quiver (which is a good thing)...up until the last 1/4 of the movie, which was when the director just seemed to give up and half-assed the rest, causing the movie to make no sense and end far-too ubruptly with many questions left unasnwered. A Dissapointment, indeed. Not quite done with Girl on the Bridge. I am sort of happy it is taking me a while to watch this movie--I don't want it to end! New York is not a Weetzie-city. Weetzie is a kid of the city where movies are made and it’s always sunny, where Marilyn’s ghost rises up out of her spiky birdy footprints to dance on beams of light with red lacquer dragons in front of the Chinese Theater, and James Dean’s head star-watches with you at the observatory like a fallen star somebody found and put on a pedestal; a city where you can only tell the seasons by the peonies or pumpkins or poinsettias at the florists’. reading missing angel juan, nina bruja. |
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| Monday, February 14th, 2005 |
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Happy Valetine's Day all Happy Birthday Zoe! 
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| Sunday, February 13th, 2005 |
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| Wednesday, February 9th, 2005 |
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| Woke up, watched Fearless Vampire Killers, ate graham crackers, went off to pick Evan up from the train station. On my ride to the train station, I was driving along on the main streets when suddenly a cat ran out in front of my car. I swear, the last few milliseconds happened in slow motion as I tried my best to swerve...and my wheels went over the cat. I honestly couldn't believe what happened; I've never hit an animal and of course my first roadkill has to be a domestic animal. I looked in my rearview and saw it laying lifeless. I pulled over shaking, fumbling for my cell phone and called my mother in hysterics, "Mom, I killed a fucking cat!!! What do I do?!" She did all she could possibly do to calm me down and get me to stop crying, she even called the police for me--they said not to worry and that they would be down asap and to go about my business, so I complied. My main concern was that it could have been someone's pet, I'm sure it was, but who would let their cat roam around such a main street? Anyhow, Evan felt bad for me so he took me out to lunch. I later went to my grandparents to say hello because I hadn't seen them in over a month and missed them terribly, then went to my uncle's to visit the wee-ones who are too cute for words. Alexis brought me into her pink lemonaid-coloured room to show me her new Tinkerbell doll and her pirat ship. I put her hair in pigtails with purple elastics and she showed me some steps that she learned in her dance class. So cute, meltable. Came home, ate a lollipop, went to the video store to rent Bonnie and Clyde, and Evan came over. The end, goodnight. | ||||||
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| Tuesday, February 8th, 2005 |
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I love this picture: that is all. |
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| Monday, February 7th, 2005 |
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I'm almost positive that I am going to delete this journal. i hate blurty, really. |
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| Sunday, February 6th, 2005 |
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They forgot their anger and desire. Only afterwards, when the song was over, did they wish it could have gone on forever. I woke up, dressed myself nicely in layers of black clothing, and ev, his mum, and sister picked me up. We stopped for drinks at a convenient store along the way to hold us over on the long drive and when we arrived at Newport, Rhode Island, we parked the car and walked a mile to the restaurant of Stephanie’s choice (her birthday, her choice). We ended up at this cute, turquoise-coloured place called Oceanview Cafe, which didn’t really have an ocean view, but it was cute and I liked it. I consumed the best raspberry hot chocolate ever which they topped with a mountain of whipped cream and cocoa powder, thick toast, a fresh-made cheese danish pocket, and a chocolate chip pancake. We all picked off each others plates until our bellies were full and we were ready for some more walking and shopping. We went into a faerie store where I purchased a book called The Faery Faith, which I believe is some sort of guide to spirituality and the illustrations are great. We then drove to along Ocean View Road and couldn’t believe how many people were in the ocean...while there was still snow all around! Surfers of course, and they were quite impressive as we watched them for a while. These parts of Rhode Island are truly beautiful. We then went to the road where all the mansions are located and Steph chose to tour the Bellview Mansion (the owner died on the Titanic). We knocked on the door and a 1800’s maid answered the door and brought us into a waiting room. She came back in and explained to us how the tour would be starting soon, but the second we walk through the doors, it then becomes the year 1891 so we were advised to only ask questions that applied to the situation and not futuristic ones. Also, we were to pretend that we were applying for a job in the mansion, hence the reason for touring it (I was applying to be some sort of beauty maid that helps the women with their ballgowns, makeup, and corsets). It was extraordinary--the ballroom especially, which was covered in mirrors and chandeliers, carvings, paintings, and murals. In the souvenir shop I bought these stellar old-fashioned coasters, which I’ll probably take a picture of and post. We then headed toward home and stopped at Joe’s Grill for dinner. I wasn’t too hungry so I only ate a salad and picked at Evan’s artichoke/spinach dip. I went to the video store to visit and bumped into Niki so we went for a long drive together to catch up on things, stopping at convenience stores to play with makeup. I finally came home where Ev was waiting for me and we watched Kill Bill Volume 2 and the Happy Days reunion (I had my mother tape it for me) while falling asleep under my Batman blanket. I am now at work and should be studying for my math test on Tuesday, but I feel too antsy! p.s. nutter butters are SO good. |
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| Tuesday, February 1st, 2005 |
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I have a rash :( on my arms, poor arms. My spanish class is great...tonight I have math and I didn't know what our homework was so I just did every single excersize in the first two chapters. Chocolate milkshakes rock my world and here is a picture of me. ( raa raa raa ) |
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| Monday, January 31st, 2005 |
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yupp, it's true...I could listen to the song "Tiny Dancer" on loop forever and be a happy girl. I'm too lazy to actually update this, but I had a fun weekend and tonight I am attending my first Spanish class. Yupp. Off to the gym now, byebye! |
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| Friday, January 28th, 2005 |
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 You are from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. You're weird, creative, charming, and love to mess with people's minds. Which Psychedelic children's Movie do you belong in? brought to you by Quizilla |
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| Thursday, January 27th, 2005 |
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Here's a fun game. 1. grab your purse/bag/pocketbook 2. spill it 3. take a picture of all that's inside and post it ( what's inside my bag ) |
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| Wednesday, January 26th, 2005 |
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METAL AND HARDCORE FESTIVAL SCHEDULE FINALLY UP *underlining the only bands i want to see* :::FRIDAY APRIL 22::: DOORS OPEN AT 3:00PM All That Remains As I Lay dying Hatebreed Ion Dissonance Kylesa Obituary Premonitions Of War Remembering Never Scurvy The Acacia Strain The Minor Times Throwdown Unearth Winter Solstice :::SATURDAY APRIL 23::: DOORS OPEN AT 12:00PM A Life Once Lost Blood Has Been Shed Bury Your Dead Chimaira Cryptopsy Darkest Hour Glass Casket God Forbid If Hope Dies It Dies Today Maroon Misery Signals Nightwish Red Chord Reflux Sonatarctica Stemm Strapping Young Lad The Agony Scene The Esoteric The Killing Trivium :::SUNDAY APRIL 24::: DOORS OPEN AT 1:00PM All Shall Perish Behemoth Black Dahlia Murder *i might get to stand on the stage for them* Dark Tranquility Evergreen Terrace Full Blown Chaos Hypocrisy Internal Bleeding King Diamond Nile Mnemic Pro-Pain Soilwork |
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| Tuesday, January 25th, 2005 |
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 What Planet Are You From? this quiz was made by The Autist Formerly Known As Tim |
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Blurty for Shimmering with iridescent scales.
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