Winter Advisory

I was looking over my "interests" on this here livejournal. I noticed it said that I like winter. Well, I do love winter but it actually all depends on the snow.

You see, this past week or so with the frostbite cold I could not appreciate winter as much as I actually do. It is not the blizzard and frigid cold that I love. It is the gentle fall of the snow and how everything seems to glisten. I love the laughing children throwing snowballs at each other or making snow angels. I love the way dogs lick as much snow as they can get.

The first day it snowed was on my birthday. After having lunch, we all decided to go walk in Washing Square. The snow kept falling and our inner child emerged. We threw snowballs and smothered each others faces with the beautiful snow. Of course, because it was my birthday I was ambushed and dropped on the floor. I definitely didn't like the part where Diego is strattling me on the ground. But besides the mishaps, I love the snow and no matter how old you are you can still play in it all.

So now, that clears up all the wonders of why i love a blizzard. I don't.


And here's a little poetic quote I just made up:

People say I choose solitude, but I am destined for it.

Bright Eyes was wonderful last night. Angela got really good seats so we were able to watch the spit hit the ground, the eyes glaze over, and the terrible jerks of Conor's body.

Tilly and the Wall and Coco Rosie were amazing too. Last night was one of the best shows I've went to. Others include The Faint and Blonde Redhead. I saw Coco Rosie at Blonde Redhead too, but they weren't as good as they were last night. With images of sailors sucking cocks, horses running into barbed wire, more cock sucking and animals fucking each other. I had a blast. Tilly and the Wall were so damn cute with the tap dancer and the awesome harmonizing.

Conor was drunk. I'm amazed that he can remember all those lyrics when he was that drunk. The whole night all I could think about was that picture in this month's SPIN when he was just a teenager in a small band in a small town living a very big dream. I think that Conor has gotten everything he derserves. He's worked hard enoguh to get what he wanted, and now he is living his dream. I admire that.

This just shows that dreams really do come true as long as you work hard for it. He is motivation for me. I should buy his new albums because they fuckin' rock out.

Time for me to go back to my mundane life. I've been thinking a lot about moving out and living on my own. I don't want to get caught up in the bill paying though. It will blow when all I'm worrying about is paying my rent then studying for a mid-term or a final. I guess I'm just stuck.

Today is my birthday and I want you to say Happy Birthday before I singe off your eyebrows!


YAY for 20!

oddly, the only websites that work on my computer right now is livejournal, myspace, and my email account.

that's really scary and i hate the internet and technology once again.

it's an on-again/off-again relationship we've got here.

I love my Communications professor because he's 29034802 years old and says that him and Nelly are madd close. He also wants everyone to wear Sean John Jeans and watch Rupert Murdoch.

I love it.

i'm the worst writer in the world.

God, do i hate myself right now.

Put on a Red Light

Sadly enough, I have figured out the rest of my life. I won't tell anyone because that always jinxes it and i want this so badly that I will take any measure (natural or supernatural) to make sure my dream comes true.

This will set me for life. Of course, there is always room for spontaneity. I will not be able to live without some surprise in my life. I just want a specific job/living path to take. I make a lot of mistakes, but if I plan well I won't have room for them.

I feel confident. I feel secure. I feel fine.

I think I'm dying

So now I have constant headaches. I try not to complain about these things, but these headaches are massively brutal. Those headaches with pain in the neck and the shoulders which no medication in the known universe can cure. My face is breaking out, but it's not acne. My mother believes it's some allergy to city water. I've got red blotches on my face too. I barely can smell anything and it hurts to swallow. Why can't I just get sick already!

I was looking at my grades over the semesters and they suck. They instantly put me into a depression and I want to get out of it. That means, I have to get myself out of this shite hole.

School begins in a week and i can't wait until I start taking musicianship classes and writing my own stuff. It will be the bomb-diggity. I wonder if we'll need one of those composition notebooks with the music lines.


Food is gross, people are gross, and I figured out no matter how nice I look I am just a gross person. hahaha that's my new favorite word: gross.


Carnivale was beautiful yet confusing and I made a strawberry pin. It was in liew of the animal felt pins they sell at UrbanOutfitters.com for like 2938472983472934723 dollars.


Friends are uber-fun. I just need a good friend.

i shouldn't be in charge of making plans. That or my mother should never be allowed to make plans.

another day of doing nothing but sit in my house and get fatter.



oh nul tae gae shim shimae. nah nun chingu hana cha ji dae.

work sucks potato latkas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! arg!


but i'm making money which is always always always good.

ok, so tomorrow is either the dark room or shopping for pants.


black and white prints? or shopping for pants?


you decide. nah, i'm just kidding.

Went to Commack today and hung out with old best friends. it was good seeing them and hanging out with them. i forgot how it felt to be so relaxed with myself. i also forgot most of the people who they were talking about from high school.



goes to show how much i cared.

How terribly strange to be seventeen.

New Year's Resolution:

Drink more water, get less fat.
That's all. I know, I'm too perfect. hehe..nah.

Stop the gloom and put up the tune! Live a happier life and keep on smiling. Save someone. Stare less into space.

I love new years! Gives you the chance to be someone better for another year. besides, this is the big 2-0 for me.

Now, time to start anew.