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Why I Love Oberlin, pt 1: [11 Dec 2008|12:46am]
[ mood | awake ]

I just spent my evening at Fourth Meal and then making sculptures out of coat hangers and becoming acquainted with a coat sleeve that wants to have sex with my roommate.

The end.

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[23 Feb 2008|11:56am]
[ mood | confused ]

I can't believe I ever thought life was confusing before now. I obviously had no idea what confusing meant, what it felt like. Goddamn. Everything just got so complicated while I wasn't looking.

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[05 Jan 2008|11:35am]
[ mood | devious ]

I'm writing anything and everything that comes to mind. I guess you already knew that and I guess I knew you knew that. Because life never wants to be interesting; you have to force it into a shape that pleases you, squishing and prodding and it may just bend (if stubbornly) to your will as long as you don't eat too many strawberries. That would hurt the yurt. Kurt likes to be called Burt because it makes him feel special, his knees are special and up and down and all over he's just special. At the very least, that's what he wants you to think.

Overhead you're soaring
All fire and never boring
Leap into my heart like wildfire

Books have pages. Do I have pages? I am not a book. I am a page that is not part of a book. I take what comes and make sure it has no scratches or marks and then I spin it slowly around my head in an arc.

I need to go take my brother to karate. Woohoo.

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[04 Jan 2008|06:22pm]
[ mood | bored ]

I miss France, man.

I went sledding today with Rachel and Didi (after making many wonderfully strangely-shaped pancakes) and it was a blast. I love snow, and cold, and plastic sleds that you can steer, and snotubes--they're especially nice as hats.

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[02 Jan 2008|12:01pm]

I'm really really jetlagged and not motivated to do ANYTHING.

My cat is sitting on my leg.

Bananagram is a pretty fun game. Or maybe it's just the people I played it with. <3

Falalalallala. Falafel? 

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[29 Dec 2007|06:43pm]
[ mood | sleepy ]

I'm in France right now, and I don't want to go home. That's pretty much it.

Okay, okay, I guess I miss my friends and all.

It's wonderfully marvelously spectastic here, though. I'm at a point of real fluency with my French, and it just makes the experience all the more amazing.

Then there's the lovely countryside, the buildings in town (so weird to think of regular, modern people living in what looks like it should come straight from the pages of a history book!), and the great food. And the people--kind and amazing as ever.

I wish I could spend longer periods of time here. But I feel so lucky to even be here right now.




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[15 Dec 2007|10:46am]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Visiting CC again is quite the strange experience for any number of reasons.

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[10 Dec 2007|02:10pm]
Boys are really silly.
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Must I always be waiting, waiting on you? [10 Dec 2007|01:28pm]
[ mood | blah blah blah ]

So I'm really bored. I'm supposed to clean my room; don't wanna. No surprise there. But I've been doing it, since I'm such a good girl and all. Organizing. Realizing I have way too much stuff. Not how I want to spend my break, but hey. Not many people are around anyway. Yet another reason to be unhappy I'm not in college this year with everyone else. Well, ok, with almost everyone else.
What can ya do?

Having trouble finding more than part-time internships for this next trimester. It's getting frustrating. Can't do photography since I don't have a car or Photoshop. Nor any semblance of Photoshop skills. Argh.

Life in Worcester is also just getting boring. I need, need, NEED to get out and do more stuff. Megan and I are thinking dance lessons. Plus weaving classes. It should be pretty fun.

I think I need a bike.

It's kind of fun to sit around and read all day, but honestly. I'm bored.

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[30 Nov 2007|09:49am]
[ mood | frustrated ]

How can these people even live with themselves?

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[08 Nov 2007|09:56am]
[ mood | amused ]

So I'm at work. At school. And next door I swear they're watching Harry Potter. Like, legit. In class. I'm so freaking jealous.

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[17 Oct 2007|11:17pm]
[ mood | cynical ]




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[15 Oct 2007|08:34am]
[ mood | cold ]

I'm at work. and I'm bored.

So much has happened in these past months, but I feel no desire to type it all in here. Suffice it to say I had an amazing summer. I still wonder how I ended up with such amazing friends, considering I've known half of them since elementary school, where we met out of sheer luck.

I should probably be working, but it's more fun to sit here and type.

Unfortunately, I can't think of much to say.

Until next time, then.

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[05 Aug 2007|07:41pm]
[ mood | tired ]

I just walked into the kitchen, having heard these weird thumping noises and thinking it was Geoffrey being annoying and practicing drum beats on the counter or something, to find my mom casually sweeping the floor. Then she began to stomp her feet almost as if she were dancing. She was like, "can't you hear the music?" and I was like wtf until she told me she was just getting the dirt off her shoes and sweeping it up. Most hilarious thing that's happened to me in a while.

In other news... I just got back from Florida, and it was amazing as usual. I can't even describe how nice it was to be back in the place where I spent countless childhood summers playing on the beach, collecting shells, eating tomato sandwiches, and being spoiled by my grandmother :P. Hurricane Ivan may have taken the condo from us for three years, but now we're back. I just feel bad, because work on the condo is going much more slowly than my grandmother expected, and she's worried and therefore pestering her children who are all stressed and tell their children (us) about it and then we feel helpless to do anything because they won't let us help move stuff.

The beach down there is incredible. Except for the jellyfish sting I got. ouchie ouchie.

Our French friends come on Tuesday, and after that I'm expected to play tour guide/chauffeur for them until Saturday, when they go to the Cape a little ahead of me. It should be good for my French, not to mention fun, but probably tiring. Then, maybe, if my room's clean, I go to NYC with them after the Cape!! That would be excellent. I can't wait for them to get here, I miss them so much!

Now I need to go figure out what to have for dinner since my family's having steak... hmm. I need to learn to cook more than an omelet, apple crumble and falafel that doesn't stick together. But I DO make a killer chocolate soufflé, apparently...

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[25 Jul 2007|11:15pm]
most of that last entry sounded horrible and bogus and i apologize. and here i go over-analyzing things...
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[25 Jul 2007|10:22pm]
the summer is, apparently, not a time of much writing. i'm quite sorry there has been no sudden flurry of enthusiasm for writing my much-loved, strange posts. the fall, we hope, will be conducive not only to livejournal-updating, but to website-updating as well. time shall tell. monica, if you're reading this, i miss you and i never EVER see you and i want that to change.
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[12 Jul 2007|05:15pm]
I'm bad at this, I'm sorry. a lot has been happening lately and for some reason I'm absolutely exhausted so I don't feel so much like writing now. I will later though, promise promise.
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[26 Jun 2007|11:19pm]
[ mood | awake ]

um i need to update. tomorrow? went to nyc last weekend, it was fun. yesterday, started filming a movie version of "oh, the places you'll go". haha. need to write more tomorrow since my computer signs me off at 11:30 (stupid thing). bye bye!

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[21 Jun 2007|02:01pm]
[ mood | bored ]

all right. well. Tom's been more active lately, which is a good thing. he's still kind of making wheezy noises when he breathes, but I think he's doing better....

so my brother's out back practicing walking on his hands. and it's kind of amusing. he's actually not so bad at it. right... now he's jumping off the deck??...


as if I'm one to talk.

umm soooo I haven't been doing much today. Tuesday I went to lunch with Rachel and that was fun :) we need to see each other more often. other than that it's been cleaning, cleaning, cleaning.. yuck.

oh well..

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[20 Jun 2007|11:01am]
[ mood | worried ]

so Tom is going to the vet again. He's started making these wheezing noises when he breathes and he can't walk very well. I picked him up to take him down to his cat carrier and honestly he weighs maybe 5 or 6 pounds. I'm so... I don't think it's hit me yet that this could be the end. I just remember that first day at the animal shelter, when my mom put her hand up to his cage and he just threw himself at it, rubbing against it and purring. How the woman working there picked him up and just brushed his belly for like five minutes and he looked so happy. I remember when he used to hide in our laundry room; and then I remember when he first ventured out. I remember getting Dippy, and Tom taking one look at that kitten and turning around and walking downstairs. I love this old cat. He's one of the only consistently loving beings I have in my life (as pets often are) and I can't imagine life without him. We thought he was doing so much better after he stopped needing daily insulin... and now he's... just...

I can't handle this.

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