It's Nothing Strange

post-post-anxiety of Pei

Sun, 29 Apr 2007 03:40:08 GMT

Me and wild Irish rose are brooding in my corner of the room. Usually we don't talk, but we're getting along just fine tonight.

People are so funny. Everyone is so anxious and ready to pick a fight. Assumption, assumption. You know what I mean? Probably not, but whatever. It's gotta be Spring. Spring is so fucked up. I never noticed, but there really are birds fucking everywhere. There's this one blue jay that fucking sings is god damn heart out every morning at around 8 am. I woudl like to throw a rock at it, but it's too pretty.

Fuck.

crazy little thing called love

Fri, 20 Apr 2007 22:44:59 GMT

So, it's four-twenty at New College.

Crazy shit. My dad called and he's probably having a better time then I am. :/

Anyways. I am just chillin with my best roommate ever Kc *the coolest thing since forever* and we are probably going to take that long walk to the Shell later on in the evening.

I know I haven't written in a while but what the fuck. You gotta begin again somewhere right? Hopefully I will keep writing and in greater detail so that I have something to look back on when I'm old and out of college.

until.

I don't know what more to ask for

Sun, 20 Aug 2006 05:26:50 GMT

So my kitty got stuck in a tree and I had to drag a ladder out at 12 o'clock at night so that my mom could catch her. I didn't know that shit like that actually happened. My poor mom almost fell off the ladder.

There are so many trains in the but fuck middle of Florida. I should hop one with my kitty...and the ladder. But that is just too much to carry so forget the kitty.

I think I'm going to drive to Sarasota tomorrow and go to the beach by myself.

when they play sports there are no teams

Fri, 21 Jul 2006 04:00:04 GMT

Why is this taking so long?

I want this summer to end already! I never thought I would ever say that but honestly...I just want college to start.

And I have no where to live.

oh wow

Sun, 02 Jul 2006 05:39:33 GMT

I love North Carolina. =)

I am the luckiest.

Sat, 01 Jul 2006 08:06:28 GMT

North Carolina days. Ashville excitment and bookstore naps.

I heard a pirate reading and missed New College on Fridays at 9 pm. I saw star lanterns and missed Jess and Jazz's room at Ringling. I saw an ABC liqour store and missed Jack Daniels. Saturday walls. Empty Palm Court on Tuesday nights after a run to the Shell. Starring into the face of midnight at Anna Marie Island. I miss my girl.

Tomorrow we plan on waking up late like the lazy son of a bitches that we are and getting shit faced playing drinking games at night with Chanel's mom and her boyfriend.

Cheers.

we'll call it, even

Fri, 23 Jun 2006 00:05:35 GMT

I miss North Carolina and soon enough I'll be missing Samantha. Damn Israel.

This summer is packed full of fun. Bonnaroo was the most amazing experience. It was like a gigantic New College festival with Radiohead. I met and saw the Dresdon Dolls, The Upright Citizens Bergade, and Motisyahu. Beck was my favorite performance I think. I was up against the baracade for him and Radiohead. The whole 5 days were surreal. Awsome people just kept on popping up on stage like Stevie Knicks with Tom Petty and Joan Osborne with Phil Lesh. That was AMAZING.

I had never camped before so that was a whole nother experience in itself. It wasn't bad really. I slept fairly well considering the noise and spiders. I washed by the sinks in my sports bra and swim trunks. I spent alot of money (only $16 on beer which is surprising considering) mostly on food I think and I bought this cool ring that I lost along with my wallet. That was the only bad part of the whole trip. I think that I left my wallet (with every form of ID I ever had including my social security card) on top of my car at a gas station in Georgia. Sucks. So I have to replace everything.

On an ATM in Georgia it said

God Bless "America".

....Whatevea.

soccer practice

Fri, 09 Jun 2006 08:10:25 GMT

Had a hot night on the town.

Danced my ass off for a couple of hours and then stuffed my face with half of a cuban sandwhich. There are some nasty ass people in Tampa, that's all I have to say about that. The Castle is always a ridiculous amount of fun though.

Bonarroo is arond the corner. I leave for Pembroke Pines on Monday and then we are shipping out on Tuesday early-ass-in-the-morning. I have to print out the set lists and highlight all the bands I want to see and hope that I won't be by myself.

Why are the Dresdon Dolls fantastic. Why is fantas so Drestic Doll?.... It's late. I should sleep.

Batman FOREVER!!

Thu, 08 Jun 2006 04:03:43 GMT

We have been having a Batman marathon. We are on the third.

Sam and I had dinner with Jordan and a couple of his friends. They were all chatting about the good ol' days and I was just as quiet as possible. I wish I had more beer. And less Batman. More Catwoman. She's purty.

Okay I don't really know what else to say. Bored in Tmapa. Call me if you want to hang out because I'm bored and most likely, miss you.

I don't care if you don't

Wed, 24 May 2006 01:32:41 GMT

I'm thinking about driving up to Orlando tomorrow afternoon to spend a day and a night with Mike.

I haven't alone Mike time in a while so it'll be nice. We can sex up Orlando with hours of late night Buffy and brownies. Speaking of chocaltley goodness, I'm way too full of Cadbery. It hurts.

People keep telling me I'm losing weight, but I can't see how that is possible. Tampa is keeping me plump. Like a chicken. But I digress.

I hope we find something to do tonight.

you can't afford no ring

Mon, 22 May 2006 01:31:54 GMT

Word.

Been doing alot of driving. Sam and I went over to Sebring last night and spent the night looking at old photos of my mother when she was 92 pounds in the 80s (which is kinda shiffty if you ask me). We watched Alien and some Queen Latefa movie, woke up and drove to Sarasota. We spent the majority of the day packing. After we were all done we took the last walk to Res. Life where we turned in our keys. Farewell Pei 301 and Pei 331.

We left the crabs behind though. They were expendable cargo.

I can't say how happy I am to we in Tampa. It's my favorite place in Florida and Sam's house smells so good. I smell good. Well, I just showered. But I digress.

Tonight, I'm hoping to just chill out and get a good night sleep.

THE CLAW

Mon, 15 May 2006 19:32:54 GMT

Drove around with Carl in the Claw.

Leaving for Pines today, hoping to see all those shining faces that love me so much.

I should get dressed before Sam shows up and gets made that I'm not ready yet.

See you my loves.

the door opens, the room winces

Wed, 10 May 2006 21:34:32 GMT

Haven't updated in a while.

I can tell how much you all missed me. I'm coming home on the 15th. I'll be there for a few days and then I'm heading to Disney world. Yes that's right folks. Disney world. I know your jealous.

I should have been doing work all day today, but instead I woke up at 1 with a hang over and went to taco bell. Now I'm being an internet whore while Sam showers for forever. I can't wait for all this shit to be done. After tomorrow, everything is over. I can stop breathing and just float.

I am hoping to see absolutly everyone everyday when I am home. I won't be in Pines until July after this next visit.

See Below.

Mon, 17 Apr 2006 04:40:57 GMT

What makes me a happy camper?

Malvina Reynolds thats what.

"Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of tickytacky
Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university
Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and there's lawyers, and business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children and the children go to school
And the children go to summer camp and then to the university
Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same"

Download it. Love it.

Getting into the swing, getting into the swing

Thu, 06 Apr 2006 01:38:21 GMT

So. Bored.

Looking for something to do on a hot Sarasota night. It's sad that as large of a city that this place is, there is NOTHING to do. There are only Goodwills and old people.

I'm only part of it's world for brief moments when I leave campus. When I'm at New College it's like I'm never above, only below. Sliding underneath its beer belly.

Nasty.

through diamond eyes

Fri, 31 Mar 2006 05:34:33 GMT

Had a hard day starting at eight a.m. room draw chaos.

My room next year is single balcony in the same court that I am in now. I'm really pissed off at housing though because they didn't tell any of the first years that they were reserving apartments called Dort and Goldstein for us next year. These are apartments usually reserved for upper class students. So, no one was paired up into fours, everyone had already made alternative plans to live in Pei, Viking, or B Dorm. Basically, they were begging people to form groups of four as fast as they could right there on the spot, ignoring whatever their housing forms originally had said in order to give away these apartment rooms. KC and I couldn't find two other people who were willing to be speratic enough to jump on the deal.

Thus, I shall be living in Pei again next year with all the new first years. This includes Loren so I'm most pleased.

I had three classes after that whole mess and now I'm just relaxing. I was supposed to go to the beach after classes, but it seems to never work out.

Tomorrow, I guess. (take this statment out of context)

Please forgive me, if I act a little strange

Fri, 17 Mar 2006 03:28:35 GMT

Nothing to do on a Thursday night.

^--a lie.

Oh well. If you feel like keeping me company, I'll be in Pines Sat. morning. I could use it.

now your skin is my runway, welcome aboard

Mon, 13 Mar 2006 04:10:34 GMT

Went to Sybring this weekend to see my brother.

Even though this will sound like blasphemy, this new house isn't bad. In fact it feels more homeish then the P-Pines house. It's full of warm light and its on this big lake. We fished in the backyard and ate some really good food. My parents say that we are getting a jet ski or a boat. Maybe a dog. All of these things would make me very happy.

To be honest, I've felt detached from the old house since I moved to New College. It sucks that I'm not going to have a place to stay, but I have very few good memories in that house. I have a few good ones about my mom (mainly in the kitchen cooking something godly), my friends, Christmas with the huge 14 foot tree, walking to the park. The little parties that I would have. All the rest are not so good. Fighting and pets dying and such. The neighbors sucked.

I think I'll miss the park the most. But not having a place to stay will suck. What the hell am I going to do about the summer? Maybe stay with Jessie. Chances are I'll be in Tampa alot seeing as how Sam is planning on going to Israel to learn Hebrew.

Mazel tof.

:(

all the white folk shake their asses, looking for the 2 and 4

Thu, 09 Mar 2006 03:37:51 GMT

Sitting in the mac lab and the printer is jamming.

Its all like ::jams out::.

Turns out that the New College students who are to be third years next year can't live on campus. Housing can't find residency for them. I hope they don't pull that kinda crap on me. I'll be pissed off. All the current second years have been going off all year talking about how us first years party too much, or that we really don't understand true New College ettiquite (sp?). I got news for them:

As much as it sucks (because i'm sure it will happen to me too), New College will never be the same. It evolves and adapts to it's new residence. Every generation is different and so some of the New College atmosphere (as you know it) will have to be sacrificed with each in coming class. The thing is (and the reason why I'm so in love with this goddamn school), is that somethings, the most important things, will NEVER CHANGE. Theres just something about New College that makes it the way it is, so fucking different from any other college that I have ever been to. My sister came to visit and she could tell that, though she looked normal, she stood out. you can always spot a New College kid, or a potential New College kid from a mile away. It's just the way it goes.

Okay enough with my shit. If you didn't like it, you didn't have to read it.

It's ten thirty and all I really have to do is write up a peer review and read a book. I'm so happy that I finished up my paper so early today. I really don't have much else to do for the rest of this week, or next week for that matter.

Sam and I are going to Sybring to see my brother. He's coming into town for business and I guess he's swinging by to patch things up with my father and spend some quality time with me. I'm so frikin excited. I can only pray to St. Jude that all will go well.

::crosses self::

Good idea, bad idea

Sun, 05 Mar 2006 12:35:36 GMT

Someone decided late last night to watch Saw 2 instead of doing her work. This girl is also really scared and cant get to sleep.:( I hate when I realize that I make the worst decisions sometimes.

Oh well, I got to hang out with Nick for a little while. And now I get to do homework really early in the morning again. Whoo hoo for the book of Mormon. Let me tell you, that guy Joseph Smith was onto something. Maybe we should all look into our hats more often. I tell ya.

I'm hungry and I just locked myself out of Sam's room, so I don't think I'll be sleeping in there for the rest of this morning.

Holy shit it is FREEZING outside. At least I have Brickey to keep me company. I wish I weren't scared so easily.

40 oz. to freedom, so I take that walk

Sat, 04 Mar 2006 02:15:29 GMT

My sister came to visit today. Need I say more?

Well, I'm going to say more whether you like it or not. She asked if KC had a gun because she has a bullet belt, she told me I was weird/insane for not watching television and for not likeing Avril Lavagina. Not to mention her interigation. "How often to you drink?" "Do you smoke pot?" "Have you taken acid?". Then she punched me. And left. :(

I get to see my brother next weekend. I really have to call him and see what I'm supposed to be doing. I think he wants me to pick him up at the airport at like six in the goddamned morning. I mean, I'll do it if he's really in a jam and can't do anything else. But I really dont think I can do that. The last time I woke up really early to drive I almost drove myself off the road.

I need to get dressed now. I'm in a towel.

Ooolala.

i can see you, your bare skin shining in the sun

Tue, 28 Feb 2006 05:39:27 GMT

Note to self. Spinach bites taste nothing like pizza bites.

I'm breaking for the night. I've been working like crazy all day. I did most of my goddamn readings but I need to read a 300 page book (that I don't have in my possession) by 5pm on Wed. Fuck that. Why assign a book thats OUT OF PRINT. The man's a genius. I swear.

No really, I like Langston, he's a great professor. His class is one of my favorites. I just don't know what I'm going to do about this book situation.

Whatever. Rest time.

aching to pupate

Sun, 26 Feb 2006 12:44:58 GMT

Watching the sun come up on a rainy Sunday morning here in Sarasota.

It reminds me of those early Sunday mornings at my nonas house when I was a kid. I wouldn't be able to sleep on her lumpy pull out bed with my mom, so I would wake up at sunrise with my nona. She would fix me a bowl of Cheerios with some banana. Then we would usually go to church. I think almost all my family members pretty much stopped going to church on a regular basis. I think they just wanted to get all their kids drafted in while they were young.

I wish I could sleep but I feel too full. It's been a long lonely night. I'm going to try to fall into my work. My brain is doing it slowly but surely. Sometimes it sneaks up on me. The urge to work that is. I keep waking up and wanting to clean the room. I just feel that my side of the room will never stay clean no matter how hard I try.

There is this 300pg book that I didn't get a chance to pick up last week that should be read by tomorrow. It's out of print, it's called "Bread and Wine". Theres not even a sparknotes on it. What a crazy world we live in where I can't cheat. Bitches.

I would love to go to the fishbowl to play the shoddy piano, but I don't want to get the bottom of my PJs wet. The weather doesn't like me.

Don't cry outloud

Sat, 25 Feb 2006 22:10:32 GMT

Sam and I just finished Drop Dead Gorgeous. Hell yeah.

Room draws offically suck. Nothing is for certain and everyone is getting split up. I'm not sure if I can handle this sort of pressue. I just might...I don't know...dance? KC and I might be living together in another Pei Double. I'm just scared that shes getting sick of me breaking all of her shit. What sane person could get sick of that? I don't know. She's weird like that. I hate this. I'm offically heart broken.

Another thing that really pisses me off (not to go off on a live journal teen angst binge but) ever gay/lesbian/bi/trans/whatthefuckIdon'tknowwhoIamandsoi'mgoingtobitchandwhineaboutit calls themselves queer Not that anyone ever reads my shitty journal, but New College can take the word queer and SHOVE IT. Hypocrites. All of you. Stop running around and screaming in peoples faces your sexual prefrence and actually take part in the god damn community so you can actually create awarness instead of fear.

The End.

i am born again

Thu, 23 Feb 2006 23:53:09 GMT

Thurday night. The night of rest. God had it all wrong.

We are going to see this preformance artist, ridiculous woman. I hope she blows my mind with her interpretive dance of the vulva inpersonating a volvo.