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|Sunday, June 10th, 2007|
wow it has been almost a year. I forgot this thing existed before Marisa mentioned it the other day. I don't remember how to do this anymore! Since my last post was about Pure, I guess it would be appropriate for this one to be too. I still work there. Only now I'm selling shots. Wooo. Whatever brings home the bacon, right? I'm training to be a bartender though, which is fun. Sometimes, however, it makes me feel extremely dumb. As in i JUST made 3 Red Headed Sluts and now I forget what is in them (Jager, Cran and ___?) Just goes to reiterate my theory that I have no short term memory. My biggest concerns right now include writing a 15 page paper on a book I haven't yet read and finding a place to live in the fall so i'm not homeless. I've been learning a lot about homelessness in one of my classes--I don't think I would fit in so well. SO here's to hoping I can find a rad apartment. Peace out Homies.
|Saturday, July 8th, 2006|
Not having internet access in my apt. has actually been pretty awesome. No cable either. Although I still find myself doing a surprising amount of NOTHING. Started work though, which is good. I think co-op is actually going to be pretty awesome. Went back to work at Matrix last night too. NOTICE: Matrix is no longer "Matrix." It is now "Pure." Cuz, um, I dunno. But apparently I work at Pure now? Freakin club scene. Haha they painted the walls to go downstairs all silver and there's all this sketchy lighting and it just makes me laugh. Also, last night i would say approximately 10% of the people there had english as their first language (muttersprache, if you will). SO MANY freakin foreign people! crazy. Aw man and i felt so bad for this guy cuz he was turkish and he was like "they didn't give me a wrist band upstairs" (wristband=over 21) so i told him to go back up and get one and he came back and he was like "they wouldn't give me one. He doesnt think my ID is real" and you could just tell that he wasn't lying he really was 21 but because it was like this crazy foreign ID and it didn't look official really cuz i dunno the turks are apparently behind on their technology but it was just sad. poor guy. He wasn't all angry about it either (which is usually how people get in that kinda situation). Just sad. aw. But it kinda made me think cuz i was looking at his ID and it really looked super simple and thats probably why they didn't accept it. But wouldn't you think that just like anyone in turky could have a fake ID then? Are other countries not as hardass about holograms and stuff because they don't have a problem with it? I guess it makes sense because who needs a fake when you can drink at 16? Although you'd think from a more official government type of standpoint you'd want a more official ID . . .haha i guess alcohol isn't the ONLY reason one would want a fake. ANYWAY just rambling. Thoughts?
|Tuesday, June 20th, 2006|
Jesus Christ Jessica Alba is SO hot. I've decided that she is the embodiment of hotness. Like, perfect. Not gonna lie, i kinda want to be her. Mmm motivation. Operation Get In Shape commencing. Ready, GO
|Sunday, June 11th, 2006|
| . . .what
MAN it has been a long time since I've updated! Sorry folks. See, the problem seems to be that when I have cool interesting things to write about, I'm too busy to update. And when I have absolutely NOTHING to do...well, I have absolutely nothing to write about. Like right now, for example. But look! I'm writing anyway! (feel free to stop reading here.)
Seriously nothing new is happening in my life. At all. I'm home for the first half of summer, but i'm not working so I fill my days with...well, nothing. I've been trying to work out on a regular basis. It's kind of working. But just kind of. I started going to Martial Arts lessons with Francisco. They are actually WAY badass. Its all about minimal movement. The kind we do requires NO muscle work. Its all just in moving your body the right way and having the right timing. And seriously, when I do a step right I can flip a 200+ lbs man in the air (seriously. I've done it). I'm thinking about trying to maybe keep it up when I get back to boston, but i'd have to get a group together to make it worth a teacher's while. Let me know if you're interested.
Tonight I went to my old dance studio's recital. It's always such a bitter sweet thing. I miss it so much. But man, they are all so talented. I hope they go on with dancing after they graduate high school.
See what happens when i do nothing all day? I just ramble on about nothing. Sorry, Alex. I know this is against your lj rules (updating when you have absolutely nothing to write about). I hope we can still be friends.
SO i'll be back in Boston June 27, and I am so excited! I can't wait to see everyone, and honestly, I really just miss the city. Also, A whole slew of my friends from home are coming to visit me this summer, which is super awesome because then all my ohio friends and my Boston friends can join forces and be come a super power and take over the world. OR just have a huge party and get drunk. I'd be cool with either.
SO anyway, that's about it. I'll try to write a little more often from now on. No promises though.
|Monday, March 6th, 2006|
|SPRING BREAK! WOOO!!
Um, not really though. Thats ok. I'm home, and it is nice to have no obligations except for being lazy. I'd be lying if i said i didn't miss Boston already though. Just a thought: puzzles are amazing. Seriously, don't knock them. They are hard core addictive! So what are some fun things to do while home on break? Any ideas? Ohio is full of ... uh ... well i just can't think of anything. Some help over here?
|Sunday, January 29th, 2006|
So I was just looking at my previous entry about new years resolutions, and without knowing it, I think i'm actually doing ok with my goals!!! I went to the MFA yesterday. It was nice to just walk around by myself and be immersed in art. People must have thought i was crazy, because i just started smiling as i was walking around. Art=goooood. Also, I have been going to ERC a lot. Like, to the extent that i'm starting to get extra stamps and free drinks and they know my name. A+. Played a game yesterday and am going to go play another in a little bit here. As far as theme parties go, wellllll still haven't quite hopped on that train. But the argyle party is still gonna happen SOMETIME, and today at lunch Alex and I decided we are going to have an "obscure soft drinks" party. Thats right. obscure. Soft. Drinks. Eat that, Bitch. lattaaaaa
|Monday, January 23rd, 2006|
|JUST ENJOY IT, OK?!
People who use umbrellas in the snow bother me. I understand its practicality and all, but seriously folks, its SNOW. It lands on you and its pretty and white and you start hearing music and everything goes in slow motion and all of a sudden you are 96.7% sure you are in a movie. And yeah sure that only lasts for a second, until you get inside and start to melt, but still. Just go with it, you know? I am sorry if any of you out there are of the umbrella carrying variety, but not for the reason you might thing (as in, offending you). No, I am just sorry that you have lived your life this far without knowing what a Tool you are. Sorry, but someone had to say it.
|Wednesday, December 21st, 2005|
Well friends, it's been a while. Sorry bout that. The semester went over pretty well, overall. Im in seattle for a while now before heading home to columbus for the rest of break. I decided I really want to think about my new year's resolutions before they have to come into play, so I can put some TIME into my decisions. I decided to go with more specific things this time. Of course I'm going to try to be a better person, do better in school, do nice things for people, etc. But really, I at least try that always. I want to try specifics this year. I also want to make sure i'm not gonna go with something i'll regret (like cleaning my room every day)! SO. I welcome any and all input and suggestions to what my new years resolution(s) should be. Here's what i've got so far:
~Have theme parties. Laura and I had planned to have a fair amount of these during the year, but so far our record is holding steady at 0.
~Go to the MFA! I went every week first semester last year, and I loved it. annnddd I have yet to go this year.
~Have more wholesome fun. Craft time, game nights, and ERC a must.
~Write snail mail letters to my girls back home. Mail is ALWAYS fun to get.
aaaaannnnnnnddddd thats all I got for now. See ya on the flip side
|Tuesday, November 8th, 2005|
So i keep looking at that last post and being like "hmm I really need to update so my most recent post isn't horrible depressing and basically just bitching about life." But then my ear ate my earring. So until something good happens, I'm not going to update, because if i were to update now it would be pretty much along the same tone as the previous one. So sorry. Maybe YOU could make something good happen, huh? Yeah, that's what I thought.
|Monday, October 24th, 2005|
I love being sick. It is one of my most favorite things ever. Especially the kind of sick where you don't know whats wrong with you. AWESOME. Last time I felt like this it turned into tonsillitis (in Germany). It was quite un-fun. The time before that . . . well, that was the sickest I've ever been. You know that whole can't sleep because you are uncontrollably shaking and semi delirious? yuppppp. The thing that sucks about this though, is that it just comes all of a sudden. I'll be feeling fine for 2 or 3 (or even 6) hours, and then BAM my body is like "haha you thought I forgot, didn't you? Joke's on you, brain."
CONSEQUENCES OF MY MIND AND BODY SEPARATING WHEN I AM ILL:
~I suddenly realize that I have been shaking for the last 10 minutes.
~I am freezing, but my face is burning up
~I am totally FINE one minute, and then feel like I am on acid the next
~I am not sad about anything. And then I start crying.
~I feel sorry for myself (well, thats not really a consequence of my mind and body separating, more just me being selfish and stupid).
~Everything is achy. (Don't worry, I've learned that asking for a massage never gets you one.)
uhhh that is a horribly boring list. haha. well, its true. SERIOUSLY have some compassion here, people. I'm SICK. geez.
Ok time to go uh be sick and mope around because that is what you are supposed to do when you're sick. It's in the book.
|Tuesday, October 18th, 2005|
|Thanks for tuning in . . .
Why is it what whenever you get up early and do a lot, you feel like you had the most unproductive day ever? I think it's because the more you do, the quicker time goes. Then all of a sudden, you're like "holy shit i just had breakfast and now its 10pm!" Anyway, i kind of had a productive day today, but i feel like there is a lot more I need to do. I went to the Bookstore to buy a sympathy card (one of our dear family friends died, which is like really really sad because he was totally awesome and i loved him) and so i spent forever picking one out, and i went up to the counter and i was kind of in a hurry but not ReaLLy, and so the guy ringing me up totally reminded me of Mr. Bean in Love Actually (where he's wrapping up the present) just because he was so unnecessarily meticulous and it was just a card. (ex: he asks if i need a bag, and I say no. He then proceeds to take 10 minutes to put it perfectly into a bag. whhhaaatt). So as i'm leaving, he says, "thanks! Enjoy!" Uhhh. Thanks. Ok bye I;m going to go enjoy this SYMPATHY CARD i just bought. goodness. Soooo i mailed that letter along with 4 others (thank you notes, etc), and package for my mommy. Annnddd I tried to deposit a check but alas, i could not, beacuse I still do not know my pin number. And I can't have it mailed to me, because I haven't switched my address yet. booo. Thennnn i had lunch with Casey and we talked about GIRLS. I've noticed a trend in that I definitely talk to my guy friends about girls a lot. I wonder what that means. annnddd then I went to my TA and got help for accounting, which i suck at. I asked about accounting tutors and he told me to go to this office. And i asked there and they told me to go to my TA. THANKS FOR THE HELP. oh well. Then i went to work, where I typed phone numbers from little scraps of paper into excel for 3 hours. It was a blast and a half. now im eating nerds. arent you glad i just told you about my whole day? and also that i am not capitalizing? well, its hard when you are only typing with one hand because you are holding nerds in the other.
In case you're wondering, yes, there IS a large pair of tighty-whities tacked to our wall. Sometimes you find fun surprises in your clean laundry!!
|Wednesday, October 12th, 2005|
|colts and hydras . . you know, the usual
Sometimes I don't realize how much I miss Jen until I hang out with her.
EXCERPT FROM MY CONVERSATION WITH JEN EARLIER TODAY:
Jen: I feel like a gimp. Or a new horse.
Me: A new horse?
Jen: yeah, you know. Like a horse. . . but a new one
Me: a colt?
Jen: Yeah. You know, like i just got four legs and I'm still learning how to walk on them. Only I have two legs. And I've been using them for quite a while
Me: (silence. Then I slap her. Gently, don't worry).
Jen: Animal Abuse!
Haha ok maybe you had to be there. Or know Jen. But i miss living with her. Not that Laura isn't an awesome roomate. CUZ SHE IS. man i totally lucked out there. SPEAKING OF LAURA.
Today, that infamous trio of laura, A. Gay, and myself ventured to ERC. Actually, we are in no way infamous. But you know what? It's fine. it's fine. And we came up with this MASTER PLAN. It is called the Hydra, and it will be glorious. Details to come.
In other news, the bottom of my foot is ripping off. <3 the life of a dancer.
ok, so WHAT happened to VCRs?! I know that videos are kind of becoming obsolete, but people still have them. Only no one has a device with which to play said videos. Totally tragic. I think its a government conspiracy to get us to spend exorbitant amounts of money to buy DVDs of all the videos we already have. Good work, boys.
Seriously, though, does anyone have a VCR I can use?
|Wednesday, October 5th, 2005|
hey there! Look at me writing in my lj!! I'm such a prudent little blogger. EW. I am sorry. But I hate that word. "blogger." Or actually, "blog," as the case may be. I feel like perhaps that sentense is overly punctuated. Weelllll you can just deal, OK? But seriously, I feel like the word "blog" (or blogger) brings up a lot of stereotypes that I don't really feel true "bloggers" have. What do you think of when you think of a "blogger?" Personally, I picture an acne-ridden angsty teen, sitting at his/her computer writing poetic prose about how much his/her life sucks. And, of course, corresponding with other dermatologically-neglectful individules about said sucky-life. Now, I really don't see myself as fitting in there. sure, we all get the occasional zit (or 10), but really, i dont think thats what lj is about for most folks. Personally, i prefer the "let me tell you a CRAZY story that you will just not BELIEVE" approach. Or, the "I have NOTHING interesting going on in my life, but I am going to write about it anyway and it is going to be the most HILARIOUS thing you have ever heard EVER" (alternately called the Alex Gaynor approach). or sometimes even the "I had a great day and here's way" approach. Because I like to live my life vicariously through my friends. And i'll openly admit that I have been guilty of submitting one or two emo entries, but lets say it together kids, Moderation Is The Key. That, and Drew's a fucking asshole; therefore, all previous entries pertaining to that subject (=the emo entries) are fair game. Most of you do a wonderful job of NOT violating the Don't Let Someone Refer To You As A Blogger And Mean It rule, and I commend you on that. AS FOR THE REST OF YOU . . .I'll see YOU after class!! In my office. With the door CLOSED. (thats always the scariest part. . . when the door closes . . .because then you know its serioussss).
Uhhh if anyone can tell me the point of the last paragraph, I'd sure appreciate it.
So um since I don't have a crazy story to tell, and I'm not Alex Gaynor, and I didn't really have a super good day (although really not bad!!), I am going to say farewell for now. I'll be back. Don't worry. And don't cry. It's unbecoming.
|Sunday, September 18th, 2005|
College is Fun. I have a life now, so I don't update all the time.
|Thursday, August 25th, 2005|
So my girls are now all officially gone. This is tragic. Haha but I have to say last night was fun. We played Cranium, and the connection that Becks and I have is unbelievable. (To the extent that I guessed what she was going to draw before she even LOOKED at the card. Oh man). I guess knowing someone for 15 years will do that to ya. So according to supermark, I now am obligated to post this. Could be interesting tho . . .
1. Reply with your name and I will write something random about you.
2. I will then tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I will pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I will say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I will tell you my first memory of you.
6. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll then ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your LJ.
Hmm I love being able to leave work to run errands. Today I ran to staples to get a floor mat for under my rolly chair (the one i had was decrepit to the max). Then I went to starbucks (in the Barnes and Noble next door) and a subway guy was working there! Woohoo!! (I have a connection with my subway boys. Since I used to go there 4+ times a week). And he was super nice and recognized me and asked how i was blah blah blah and guess what i never realized? he is WAY cute!! I may have to be stopping by starbucks on a regular basis (well, for the next few days at least). He's got two gage earrings and a fauxhawk (more of a Jen type of boy than a Jess type of boy) but you know maybe that should start to be a jess type of boy (since the qualification for a current Jess boy seems to be asshole). Aaannnddd I'm rambling. OR maybe i'll never see him again.
I would just like to announce that I am extremely proud of a certain Miss Maris for handing a cute guy working at a food place her number with her change. Because who does that? No one. But who has thought about doing that? Everyone. Marisa, you are an inspiration to us all.
Boston, I miss you. Current Mood: chipper
|Tuesday, August 23rd, 2005|
|I used to be a dancer . . .
It just hit me that the summer is quickly coming to an end. And i must admit, it is a little bittersweet (i had assumed it would just be sweet). This is the last time I'm going to be living with my parents, EVER, which is kind of a weird thing to think about. And I had a lot of fun with my girls this summer. We will probably never live in the same state again (although who knows). And I made a lot of totally sweet new friends too. Hope I stay in touch with all of them. I wonder if I'll stay friends with Drew. I really hope so, but who knows.
Also, I am 100% NOT ready to move in. Psychologically, yes. In actuality? No. I don't even know where half the stuff I brought home is. At least none of my girls will be here in the end so I can just pack.
Since when was i completely unable to choreograph? The past two days I have seriously just been sitting here listening to "touch" by amarie, with a blank mind. Maybe I need some motivation or something haha. BUT if by some miracle of miracle I come up with something and then also miracle of miracle I auditioned it and MADE it into the show . . . .(if all that). . . .THEN you should come see it!! In the NUDANCO winter show. I'm getting alittle ahead of myself here. Ok, hows this: If it doesn't happen, you come hold me while I cry. You're such a good friend.
Is anyone else SUPER EXCITED that we (WVC rm. 318 repreSENT!!!) are going to have a george forman next year?! BECAUSE I AM! AND I DON'T EVEN EAT MEAT! Oh man good times.
CRAZIEST mix of songs on my itunes right now. I kinda like it. Very wide range of genres. Good job, Jess.
OH man that just reminded me of a story. But I won't tell it. Because it relates to exactly one person. AND i can't tell stories. SEE?! I'm getting better! (not better at telling stories, exactly, just better and NOT telling them).
well you're been most hospitable. SEEYA Current Mood: geeky
|Monday, August 22nd, 2005|
soooo I just wrote a long entry bitching about popups taking over my computer and then they just like destroyed my screen and closed lj. How appropriate. Sorry if there are typos, I can't see what I am typing because HEY popups! Yay. I'm just thankful this is the computer at work, and not my computer. Seriously do popups actually work as far as advertising goes? Stupid humanity. Current Mood: pissed off
|Friday, August 19th, 2005|
|Gather round kids, and I'll tell you a story . . .
This tale is told to us by Bubba, an old friend of my dad's (they grew up together). Bubba is a lawyer and this makes me want to be a lawyer simply so i can have stories such as this. PLEASE NOTE: his real name is Bob. I'm pretty sure (actually 436976% sure) no one calls him bubba anymore. But thats what my dad and all his friends called him growing up, so thats what we all call him too. I personally think Bubba has much more personality than BOB, but i guess people don't really hire lawyers named Bubba. ON TO THE STORY:
Once upon a time, there were 2 couples. They decided to go "parking." (A popular recreational activity for the younger, rebellious crowd). So there is a couple in the front seat (couple 1), and a couple in the back seat (couple 2). THERE IS A DILEMMA. There are 4 people in the car, and one condom. Hmm yes that is quite a dilemma. What to do, what to do. Well let me tell you these kids were a bunch of SMART COOKIES. They came up with an ingenious solution. Couple one uses the condom. Wham, bam, thank you mam. Guy 1 takes it off, and hands it to guy 2 in the back seat. Guy 2 turns it inside out, and puts it on. Why does he turn it inside out, you ask? Well, because then it is clean and uncontaminated, of course. After all, he doesn't want dude cooties all over his shiznit! SO. Couple #2 does their thing ( complete with inside-out condom). Good times for all. Everyone's a winner. BUT THEN . . .
Turns out, WOOHOO girl #2 gets Preggie!!! BUT WAIT. It's with the swimmers from guy 1. Yes, we are ALL surprised by the fact that using a condom with sperm already on the OUTSIDE would not prevent pregnancy, rather all but assure it.
SO here is the question: Who is the father? Let me know what you think. I'll update later and let you know what was decided in the case. Also, let me know what you think about the fact that THERE ARE PEOPLE STUPID ENOUGH TO DO THIS.
thanks bye. Current Mood: shocked
|Saturday, August 13th, 2005|
hmm last entry=wayyyyy too emo. but thanks mucho to those of you who wrote (<3 supermark and jarred!!!!) . . . it really does make me smile a whole bunch. In a nut shell, i'm doin a-ok now. thought about things a lot. realized it reallllly wasn't the end of the world. not even close. But on that note, I still can't WAIT to get back to boston. I guess especially because of all the recent shit, i just miss beantown and all the wonderful folks it houses. I am so ready to be back in boston. so soon. so soon. I want to start a list of wonderful things i would love to to in boston. any ideas? it doesnt even have to be boston related.
So um i went to a bat mitzvah today. the party was that night on a boat. pretty good idea, if you ask me. that way, people CANT LEAVE. Let me tell you, it was so super fun being stuck on a boat with at least 3 years age difference between me and the people closest in age to me (and no, no cute guys. not even the bartenders). But hey, i couldn't hate the bar tenders. The open bar was what saved me from jumping ship. <3 getting drunk with daddy. Current Mood: drunk (just a little)
|Monday, August 8th, 2005|
|Everyone and their dog wrote this weekend . . .
So I promised myself that I would not write a "my life is so emo and I will write about it poetically" livejournal. It was to be light hearted, and not super personal. But in lieu of recent events, i am sorry to inform that this entry is really going to be along those dashboardesque lines.
I am so confused. I literally do not really know or understand what I am thinking. And on top of that, I don't even know how to convey what I am trying to say. I am still really upset. Although now, I'm not so much upset about the breakup, more so about our relationship. Then and now. Everyone I've talked to has told me that I am much better than that. That I deserve better than him. Even all of his friends have said multiple times that they wondered what I was thinking when I started dating him. So, what was I thinking? This cute, funny, social, outgoing guy liked me. and I liked him. And he is a hell of a good kisser. Sounds like it would work, right?
I can't help but wonder, how much of this has to do with the fact that I haven't had a lot of experience when it comes to relationships. I know that he said that it was all him--he was just at a bad point in his life to have a girlfriend-but isn't that what they always say? "its not you, its me" ? And if it really wasn't me, would he make out with 4 girls in front of me a few days after we broke up? Am I out of line to say that that is not ok? Really, technically, I am. I mean, we aren't together, so he can do whatever he wants. But we were supposed to stay friends. He knew I was upset (although he didn't want me telling him about it, which i find semi weird), so why would he do that? I pose a question to all .5 readers: was there something wrong with him doing that? I know he is going to be hooking up with other girls. I just didn't think it would be in front of me. Or that soon. I guess i'm naive. But as a decent human being, who knew that i was really upset, and who said that he wanted to stay friends . . .i really believe that that was unacceptable behavior. friends dont do things that they know 100% will hurt someone they care about.
On the other hand (yes, this is a bipolar entry), he was drunk. And when he is drunk, I hate who he becomes. He wouldn't have done that if he was sober. I don't think. Still, you are who you are, no matter how thin your blood is.
I keep coming back to the question everyone keeps asking me. Why did I date him in the first place. His friends keep telling me he ignored me or acted like a jerk to me when we were together. But really, I think he was just being social. And they didn't see it when we were alone. Then again, I don't think I really did either. I think I made it out to be something much better than it actually was. Now, don't assume everything I say is an absolute. Those of you who know me well know I don't believe in absolutes. There were a lot of genuinely good times. And I genuinely did (and still do) like him. However (and feel free to correct me if im wrong, like i said im no dating expert), a relationship is about give and take. I was giving a lot, and wasn't really getting much of anything. I really hope that he is right in saying that it is just because he is not at a point in his life where he can be a good boyfriend. But I really think that part of it is just how it is. When I jokingly said something about him getting me flowers, his response was that he dated his last girlfriend for a year and never once got her flowers. Not that flowers are a necessity to happy relationship, but I could list right now all of the things I got him and did for him and all of the dinners I payed for...if i did the same for him...well, you could barely even call it a "list".
I really hope that I can figure this all out. Why I like him. Why I'm still unhappy with the situation. What I can change in myself to make my future better. What I did wrong. And I really hope that I can stay friends with him. And stop caring so much. That was definitely a big factor in the demise of "us". I cared way too much. But was it just too much for our specific relationship, and for him, or was it too much for any relationship? I'd like to hope it was case specific. Because I like caring. I like putting my whole heart into something. And I have high hopes that the next time I do, I'll get somebody else's heart back. Current Mood: contemplative