Friday, November 11th, 2011
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11:11 am
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Saturday, March 21st, 2009
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12:47 pm
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In one part of my dream, I was sitting on my bed as I am now, and Caitlyn was sitting at her computer as she usually does, and we could hear a knocking noise. I looked out of my window, which was open, and scanned the scene for a woodpecker. I found one on a pipe (that doesn't actually exist) only a few feet away from my open window. There were other birds out there too, including an owl that I actually couldn't see. I don't know how I knew the owl was there. It was with a mouse, which I also could not see. Then what I remember is that I'm laying on my bed, with my eyes closed, and I'm calling the birds into our room. Next thing I remember is the feeling of something small and furry trying to crawl quickly into my open mouth and me freaking out and sitting up. It was the mouse, which the owl had supposedly dropped off. But I still couldn't see either of them so I have no idea how I knew that.
current music: Randall of Nazareth
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2:56 am - YES PLEASE
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Tuesday, February 24th, 2009
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9:56 am - FRANCK JUERY
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Tuesday, February 17th, 2009
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6:07 pm
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My internal clock is completely fucked up. I have had sleeping issues since junior year of high school, but it's never been this messed up. Usually I just don't sleep and I'm lucky to get 3 or 4 hours a night. For the past couple of weeks though, I've been getting tons of sleep. But all of it is during the day. I stay up all night and as soon as I start to see light coming in through the blinds, I get horribly tired. And I sleep until like 3 PM. Today it was the worst though. I slept literally until it started to get dark outside. I mean, I woke up randomly every couple of hours, only to find myself still sleepy as all hell, except for this time. Now I'm up for good. And it's 6 PM. WTF.
I can't snap out of this.
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Friday, February 6th, 2009
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3:39 am
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I feel like a potato. With mushy stewed vegetables for brains.
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Saturday, January 24th, 2009
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1:29 pm
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I died in my dream last night. It was actually kind of funny. My family was being hunted down by the Russian mafia, and I was with two of my friends,just running around and trying to hide. Somehow I ended up alone in a hotel room. Then I heard a knock, and it was my two friends who had brought 2 guys from the mafia with them. And I let them in because I was giving up by that point. So, the Russian dudes had a gun pointed at me, and I was covering my eyes and freaking out. but then the Russians chickened out and apologized, and I was all "no, no, do it or you'll get in trouble!" But then Mila Kunis (one of my friends had turned into her at some point) picked up the gun and she decided to do their job for them. Then, without saying a word, she fucking played Russian Roulette with me. And I didn't object. The bullet fired the third try, and everything went black. It was like a scene from a movie. I had a close up view of the gun and there were sparks every time she fired a blank, and when the bullet finally fired it was super zoomed in and in slow motion.
Somehow, I managed to return (in ghost form?) and find out that she had shot me in the throat rather than in the head. That puzzled me for some reason. But I was thankful because there was no pain.
current music: Elliott Brood
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Wednesday, December 24th, 2008
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2:54 am
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I love my friends. And I am not ashamed to say that I love being the only girl in the group.
Yeah. I love mah boys.
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Saturday, December 20th, 2008
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6:49 am
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Yeah, it's all good, except for the part where I'd love to just curl up into a ball and die.
Buuuuut, I will get over it. I think I'm handling things alright.
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Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008
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1:20 am
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Am I really such a horrible judge of character?
I should see this shit coming from miles away by now.
OPEN THE EYES
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Sunday, August 17th, 2008
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12:12 pm
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My grandfather just called me to ask how sundae is pronounced.
current music: Pendulum - Tarantula
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Saturday, August 16th, 2008
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2:52 pm - Fucking A, yes
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Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
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9:54 pm - YES, Rabbinical, LAWLZ
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Thursday, June 19th, 2008
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3:07 pm
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I've graduated! Thank ye gods high school is over.
There was a nice breeze Tuesday. Or rather a nice wind; my cap ended up flying off of my head once. But I'm thankful, considering how miserable the whole thing would've been if it was hot and humid out.
I'm going to the School of Visual Arts in NYC in September. August 25th I'll be moving into my dorm room at the G-Dubs (the George Washington Res.). Bahaha, G-Dubs.
It used to be the George Washington Hotel and eventually became an apartment building. Some of the original tenants still live in the building with all of the SVA students.
Here's a little blurb about the building from Wikipedia:
"The history of the George Washington Hotel involves at one time being a brothel and once a bootlegging house during Prohibition."
Hells yeah.
current mood:  amused
current music: Robert Wyatt
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Monday, March 31st, 2008
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9:46 pm
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Kalie E. Richa and I are going to Montreal while the rest of the senior class goes to Orlando, Florida. It'll be just the two of us. We're leaving tomorrow morning and getting back Saturday evening.
I hate boys. Damn you boys.
current music: Dire Straits, Sultans of Swing
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Tuesday, February 12th, 2008
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6:51 pm
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Friday, January 18th, 2008
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1:03 pm
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Next week is going to be the most stressful, miserable week of the year. I don't regret taking Honors Anatomy, but trying to balance that out with all of my art/college related work is proving to be nearly impossible.
2 AM has become my regular bedtime since school started, so I'm usually going on about 4 (or less) hours of sleep.
I'm just waiting for the meltdown.
Aaaand I need to have all of my portfolio work done by next Tuesday so I can have all of my school applications in by the beginning of February.
There's a muscle practicum for anatomy next week AND the week after.
My art assignment is due next Tuesday.
My photo assignments are all due next week.
And Cooper Union's home test will be arriving soon.
Trying to focus on all of that, I'm gonna forget how to breathe.
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Tuesday, November 27th, 2007
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12:08 am
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Jenna Bush came to our school today.
Oh, the crazies.
My school is an ass-kissing circus act.
I kept typing "kiss-assing" circus act.
current music: Lilit Pipoyan
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Tuesday, October 9th, 2007
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3:12 pm
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Wednesday, June 27th, 2007
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11:03 pm
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I get caught in thunderstorms every time I have to drive somewhere that's over 20 minutes away. I was driving to Maggie's a couple of weeks ago, and about 10 minutes into the drive I started seeing huge, black Cumulonimbus clouds way up ahead. 5 minutes later I was caught in a crazy torrential downpour.
A couple of days ago it poured while Maggie and I drove to the shore. We accidentally ended up in Atlantic City on the way there and then on the way home we somehow ended up in Atlantic City AGAIN.
Every time I drive to or from Philly to visit either set of grandparents it rains on me and Frida. Frida's my car.
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The Larry King-thing last night. It's the only LK episode I've ever watched and most likely the last.
I was giddy when it began, and then when Livvy and Yoko were being interviewed I got depressed. I think I've been emotionally overwhelmed lately or something, because I could've burst into tears right then. I just wish I had someone with me who gets just as excited about the boys. Unfortunately, the only friend who understands (and shares) my overly ecstatic reactions happens to be all the way across the country. Oh Hazel Basil, Hazelnut, l'Hazel... come back here.
But back to the Larry King show, I love how Paul gets so carried away. For instance, when he was pinching Ringo and stroking his hand, he was totally going with the flow, ahahaha. He's got a lot to say about everything but that's good, just let the man talk. Damn, just let them all talk! Over half of the whole thing was commercials.
Just give them their own tv channel and let Paul get carried away.
My favorite bit was probably, "...life is good, and with friends like these, who needs life?" Say what now, boy?
And how Paul and Ringo wore sneakers.
current music: Baby, It's You
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