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[18 Aug 2007|04:59pm] |
I'm an aunt!
Bridget just had baby Liam Rowe Gaither! Finally!
I hope they still call him Spork.
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[03 Mar 2007|12:13pm] |
I GOT INTO UCLA OMG OMG OMG OMG
I honestly didn't think I was going to get in. UCLA grad school? that's practically impossible.
omg omg omg omg.
but now what do i do if i get into texas? this is going to be such a hard choice.
but omg omg omg
LA LA LA LA
i'm not going to get any work done today.
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[19 Sep 2006|09:46am] |
well shit bitches senior year is hard as hell!
hw, research, grad school, GREs, art shows, boozin, bitches, and boy drama.
I dyed my hair grey yesterday and I love love love it. I am my own Holden Caufield.
Going to Illinois in Oct to see Peter. I am need of a vacay.
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[12 Aug 2006|03:03pm] |
ferry to fire island with peter.
I move back to the bay on mondayyy (!) and then tacoma the 21st to move into my beautiful new home. I can't believe my summer in nyc is over.
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[06 Jun 2006|05:13pm] |
I am in NYC!
and I love it!
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[15 Mar 2006|12:25pm] |
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London grew on me rather quickly. Although, all the pubs close at 11pm. Kassie and I had high tea at the Ritz Carlton for an exorbient price but it was worth it a million times over.
Flew in to Prague and then took a train to Vienna. Well, what I thought was the train to Vienna. Turns out it was going no where near Vienna and I didn't find this out until I was 4 hours into my trip and over the Slovakian border. Vienna wasn't very impressive, but it was nice to see Madi.
Katy got snowed in in Amsterdam so I didn't get back to Prague until yesterday afternoon. We did a power tour of the city -- which is beautiful, I think my favorite second only to Istanbul. We walked around in the snow and talked about schmaz (fried cheese). It makes me wish I'd studied here. But, I drank absinthe last night and it made me puke crazy colors this morning. sick.
I leave in a couple hours to go back to London. I head back to the states on Monday. This has certainly been a whirlwind trip.
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[05 Mar 2006|05:37pm] |
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I'm going to London on Tuesday. Then Prague. Then Vienna. Then either Budapest or Scotland.
I am taking a much needed break. Life here is so hectic. I'm looking forward to not thinking about it for a couple weeks. Plus, I get to see Kassie, Madi, Katy, and possibly Chris. yesssss.
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[26 Feb 2006|06:14pm] |
I just discovered a fantastic band: tegan and sara.
Where Does the Good Go
So Jealous
Where do you go, with your broken heart and tow?
What do you do, with the left over you?
And how do you know when to let go?
Where does the good go?
Where does the good go?
Look me in the eye and tell me you don't find me attractive
Look me in the heart and tell me, you won't go
Look me in the eye and promise that no loves like our love
Look me in the heart and I'll be broken, it won't happen
It's me to believe, if it breaks the seal
I'm always thinking you would be real
Love me and I feel strong and cold
Where does the good go, where does the good go?
Where do you go, when you're in love and the world knows?
How do you live so happily, while I am sad and broken down?
What do you say it's up for grabs, now that you're on your way down?
Where does the good go?
Where does the good go?
Look me in the eye and tell me you don't find me attractive
Look me in the heart and tell me, you won't go
Look me in the eye and promise that no loves like our love
Look me in the heart and I'll be broken, it won't happen
It's me to believe, if it breaks the seal
I'm always thinking you would be real
Love me and I feel strong and cold
Where does the good go, where does the good go?
Look me in the eye and tell me you don't find me attractive
Look me in the heart and tell me, you won't go
Look me in the eye and promise that no loves like our love
Look me in the heart and I'll be broken, it won't happen
It's me to believe, if it breaks the seal
I'm always thinking you would be real
Love me and I feel strong and cold
Where does the good go, where does the good go?
It's me to believe, if it breaks the seal
I'm always thinking you would be real
Love me and I feel strong and cold
Where does the good go, where does the good go?
Where does the good go, where does the good go?
Where does the good go, where does the good go?
Look me in the eye and tell me you don't find me attractive
Look me in the heart and tell me, you won't go
Look me in the eye and promise that no loves like our love
Look me in the heart and I'll be broken, it won't happen
background: Where does the good go, where does the good go?
Where does the good go, where does the good go?
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[13 Feb 2006|04:23pm] |
nothing is certain except
everything you know can change
you can worship the sun
but now can you fall for the rain
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[08 Feb 2006|07:03pm] |
in case you had any doubt about tacoma being ghetto...
1. There was a tripple homicide today four blocks from my house
2. Last semester there was a serial rapist who raped 5 women within a mile radius of campus
3. Nearly a dozen students have been held up at gun/knife point and robbed/beaten
4. Some crazy ass kid brought an assault rifle to the mall and shot 4 people
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you know, I really love the new Jenny Lewis album, but it makes me want to cry every time I listen to it.
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[26 Dec 2005|08:57pm] |
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$2 margaritas are fantastic. Especially with "faggy fag" Nora.
I got home the Sat before Christmas at 3:30 in the morning after driving all night with my friend Pete and a pet ferret (which, by the way, smelled AWEFUL)
Spent the next week cooking tons, watching a lot of tv, taking baths, and seeing a few friends.
No plans for new years...I am lame.
Anyone want to drive back up to Tacoma with me on Jan. 10th? Southwest has 80$ one-ways from Seattle, I'll pay for half. Fun fun fun. Nora can testify and I can garuntee "proud to be an american" will be played on the radio at least twice during the car ride up.
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[12 Dec 2005|06:41pm] |
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I finished my TV Crit paper today -- grand total of 21 pages. My thesis: I shall argue that the dominant ideology of heteronormativity is transcended in the series Six Feet Under through the homosexual character, David’s, actions toward self-acceptance and coming out to his family and society as a whole.
That probably doesn't make much sense if you don't know the context of the assignment. But I feel really good about this paper and I hope it wins an award at the NW Communication conference next April.
I also worked for a few hours on my final art project...I've kinda lost motivation so it's not as amazing as I anticipated, but I'm satisfied with how it's going.
I have an 8-pager critiquing some Disney film...I don't know which one to do (any suggestions?). I was thinking about talking about racism (against native americans) in Peter Pan...Maybe feminism in Atlantis...I don't know.
I also have to write my proposal for independent study or else I'm only taking 3 classes next semester (which both my parents said was not acceptable...oops....).
But once this is all over, Pete and I are driving home and it will be fantastic. I talked to my parents for a long time today, and my mom described all of the decorations around the house. I absolutely love my home around the holidays.
I never mentioned that it snowed a couple of weeks ago. My friends and I sat by the fire and drank a bottle of wine, and then walked around having snow ball fights and making snow angels.
This semester was difficult and went by quickly, but it's sad to see another one go by. We're growing up too fast.
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[12 Dec 2005|05:27am] |
I just showered and I feel all clean and I'm sitting in my room watching Woody Allen.
I was in the library for 7 horus today writing a 14 page paper -- I'm not done yet, but I gave it to some people to edit so I won't have to deal with it for at least 12 hours. After that I have one more 8 pager and then my final art project and I'm home free.
Reading period was relaxed but went well, a lot of lazing around. I'm really in disbelief that it's christmas break. whooooooooooaaaaaaaa.
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[12 Nov 2005|01:18pm] |
GUCCI, PRADA, DIOR OH MY!
PREPARE TO BE JEALOUS:
went to a vintage designer clothing auction today. all from one woman's wardrobe, 4000 pieces worth over a quarter of a million bucks. including dresses worn by Jackie O and Cher. and all of it was selling for dirt cheap.
I bought about 3000$ worth of clothes for 80$ including a Dior coat.
I found a chanel velvet jumpsuit that fit me perfectly but it hadn't sold by the time I left.
ahmahzing.
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[08 Nov 2005|08:56pm] |
In seven more pages, my life will be so much easier.
Too bad it took me four hours to write the first three. And the paper was due today at two.
These past two weeks have been sooooooo busy and soooooo stressful. At least the anxiety attacks have toned themselves down. I worry too much.
This semester was pure academic hell and I haven't hung out with anyone or called anyone in months. Probably the only person I see on a regular basis is my room mate.
Praise the lord for next semester's schedule:
Litho Printmaking
Advanced Photo Printmaking
Gender and Communication
Independent research on foreign film
Teaching Assistant for Film Criticism and Film & National Identity
Planned Parenthood Clinician's Assistant (I got the job!)
Surprisingly, this in an EASY schedule for me.
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[01 Nov 2005|06:01pm] |
My doctor gave me a prescription for Xanax because MY AXIETY IS OUT OF CONTROL.
sooooo much work to do.
so anxious I can't even spell anxiety.
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[26 Oct 2005|07:13pm] |
"I am a man of passions, capable of and subjec to doing more or less foolish things, which I happen to repent, more or less, afterward...must I consider myself a dangerous man, incapable of anything?
...my only anxiety is, how can I be of use in this world? Can't I serve some purpose and be of any good?
And then one feels an emptiness where there might be friendship and strong and serious affections, and one feels a terrible discouragement gnawing at one's very moral energy, and fate seems to put a barrier to the instincts of affection, and a chocking flood of disgust envelopes one. And one exclaims, 'How long, my God!' "
-Vincent Van Gough, 1880
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I'm excited for winter.
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