I did the theasaurus command on word today for "annoyed".I am happy to announce a new synonym...
"cheesed off"
You know, sometimes microsoft words just cheeses me off! But sometimes it can surprise me.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
watershed
I sat through a one hour clinic for a class i'm not taking... just for the free pizza.
am i a college student yet? please?
am i a college student yet? please?
Friday, November 26, 2004
thanksgiving
so... i'm home. again. and yes it feels wierd. but some is good. i can eat whenever i want (although i haven't had an appetite lately) and... i can SLEEP NAKED!! probably my favorite part of coming home. so great. plus i can wear one pair of pants for five days. and nobody calls me on it. i heart home.
anyhow, yesterday was thanksgiving. we (my family + family friends) used to have a golf tournament on thanksgiving. one year my mom asked me to organize it. since then, we have done bowling. mwahahahaha. i think since i've been at college i've gotten better at bowling! it doesn't make sense, if anything i should get better at not sleeping, or stealing fudgesicles.
but kids- listen up! I bowled three strikes! and not only three strikes, my friends, but THREE STRIKES IN A ROW! hot dang! you know what that's called? it's called A TURKEY! how fitting. i bowled a turkey on thanksgiving. at our middle school youth group we used to do bowling with cornish game hens on the youth group before thanksgiving... my life somehow begins to make sense. Sometimes i get a little glimpse of how my life all does fit together. bowling... turkey... cornish game hens... this is the stuff of life!
We also had some serious bowling trash talking. you know it. i was queen of the lanes, bitches!! respek. then i won a 'fruit medley' for my high score. well, i was chocolate covered fruit. and i tied w/ noodles (his name is actually newly... whatever...) for my medley. he kept it, which means we'll have to hang out sometime so i can enjoy the spoils of war- er- bowling. probably for the notre dame game. then someone can finally explain football to me!!! no longer will i be ignorant!!!
Anyhow, afterwards my family served at a church for a thanksgiving lunch for homeless people. i'm pretty chill around homeless people, except when they smell. NO GOOD. seriously. but most of them were ok. i actually saw two of them tonight at seven eleven. once again- it's all coming together. like 100 years of solitude. time = cyclical! then after the homeless shelter it was back to home for dinner. yay. then we (me and the kids that came over... i was definitely the oldest one there) watched "The Road to El Dorado"- definitely underrated!! it's so funny!! well, the romantic interest is a whore par excellence (as my religion teacher would say), but it's a keeper. warning: i liked scooby doo... so please don't listen to me.
Today I went to go see National Treasure- wonderful! so exciting. except the girl who HAS too hook with nicholas cage. i mean she's pretty and everything, but there wasn't an ending kiss. like the climax kiss (hooray we can all go home satisfied). he's helping her though this scary tunnel thing and he's like, *pulls her back* *kiss* and then she's like, *look into eyes* *keep walking down scary tunnel*. I mean, it was basically uncalled for, unexpected, and unappreciated. i was expecting something a little better. or, you know, she can always hook up with Riley, the sidekick/ comic relief character. i liked him a lot. the dialogue was facts about american history or freemasons, or comic relief one-liner. so pretty worthless. but all the same, I LOVED IT! yay movies. yay dad paying for movies!
then.
i hung out with joe. for an hour and a half at the creamery. and we only got milkshakes. but the people were nice and kept refilling my water. plus joe took a picture of me and it looked really hot. that made me feel good. we talked about lots of stuff, some i won't tell you about, the rest was me whining about my life and joe telling me what i already knew but needed to hear from somebody else. joe and god are definitely in cahoots. seriously. i wish i could be that cool. and that not-on-the-prowl.
joe's the hottest person/guy at Oregon i decided. well, we decided. collectively. they (some girls) are making a calendar of guys at the Oregon honors college. And I am proud to annouce.... I have convinced Joe to do it! he wasn't so sure before. but i did a little convincing, and i am proud to say that I know Mr. May. we did some poses at the creamery. the people looked at us... rather, OOGLED at us! awesomeness all around. then we paid our bill, went outside, had a marathon hug, and i went on my way.
the castilleja people were hanging out at barrone's. but they'd left by the time claudia and i got there. probably because THEY SUCK (yeah, maddy, that means you). so i went home. and now i'm home. and i'll have dinner soon. yeah, being home is fun. i don't want to go back. i want food and laundry whenever i desire!! plus i need more clothes. two pairs of pants doesn't quite cut it at college... sadly...
anyhow, yesterday was thanksgiving. we (my family + family friends) used to have a golf tournament on thanksgiving. one year my mom asked me to organize it. since then, we have done bowling. mwahahahaha. i think since i've been at college i've gotten better at bowling! it doesn't make sense, if anything i should get better at not sleeping, or stealing fudgesicles.
but kids- listen up! I bowled three strikes! and not only three strikes, my friends, but THREE STRIKES IN A ROW! hot dang! you know what that's called? it's called A TURKEY! how fitting. i bowled a turkey on thanksgiving. at our middle school youth group we used to do bowling with cornish game hens on the youth group before thanksgiving... my life somehow begins to make sense. Sometimes i get a little glimpse of how my life all does fit together. bowling... turkey... cornish game hens... this is the stuff of life!
We also had some serious bowling trash talking. you know it. i was queen of the lanes, bitches!! respek. then i won a 'fruit medley' for my high score. well, i was chocolate covered fruit. and i tied w/ noodles (his name is actually newly... whatever...) for my medley. he kept it, which means we'll have to hang out sometime so i can enjoy the spoils of war- er- bowling. probably for the notre dame game. then someone can finally explain football to me!!! no longer will i be ignorant!!!
Anyhow, afterwards my family served at a church for a thanksgiving lunch for homeless people. i'm pretty chill around homeless people, except when they smell. NO GOOD. seriously. but most of them were ok. i actually saw two of them tonight at seven eleven. once again- it's all coming together. like 100 years of solitude. time = cyclical! then after the homeless shelter it was back to home for dinner. yay. then we (me and the kids that came over... i was definitely the oldest one there) watched "The Road to El Dorado"- definitely underrated!! it's so funny!! well, the romantic interest is a whore par excellence (as my religion teacher would say), but it's a keeper. warning: i liked scooby doo... so please don't listen to me.
Today I went to go see National Treasure- wonderful! so exciting. except the girl who HAS too hook with nicholas cage. i mean she's pretty and everything, but there wasn't an ending kiss. like the climax kiss (hooray we can all go home satisfied). he's helping her though this scary tunnel thing and he's like, *pulls her back* *kiss* and then she's like, *look into eyes* *keep walking down scary tunnel*. I mean, it was basically uncalled for, unexpected, and unappreciated. i was expecting something a little better. or, you know, she can always hook up with Riley, the sidekick/ comic relief character. i liked him a lot. the dialogue was facts about american history or freemasons, or comic relief one-liner. so pretty worthless. but all the same, I LOVED IT! yay movies. yay dad paying for movies!
then.
i hung out with joe. for an hour and a half at the creamery. and we only got milkshakes. but the people were nice and kept refilling my water. plus joe took a picture of me and it looked really hot. that made me feel good. we talked about lots of stuff, some i won't tell you about, the rest was me whining about my life and joe telling me what i already knew but needed to hear from somebody else. joe and god are definitely in cahoots. seriously. i wish i could be that cool. and that not-on-the-prowl.
joe's the hottest person/guy at Oregon i decided. well, we decided. collectively. they (some girls) are making a calendar of guys at the Oregon honors college. And I am proud to annouce.... I have convinced Joe to do it! he wasn't so sure before. but i did a little convincing, and i am proud to say that I know Mr. May. we did some poses at the creamery. the people looked at us... rather, OOGLED at us! awesomeness all around. then we paid our bill, went outside, had a marathon hug, and i went on my way.
the castilleja people were hanging out at barrone's. but they'd left by the time claudia and i got there. probably because THEY SUCK (yeah, maddy, that means you). so i went home. and now i'm home. and i'll have dinner soon. yeah, being home is fun. i don't want to go back. i want food and laundry whenever i desire!! plus i need more clothes. two pairs of pants doesn't quite cut it at college... sadly...
Sunday, November 21, 2004
How to make a Lindy Lois
3 parts anger
1 part craziness
3 parts beauty
Add to a cocktail chaker and mix vigorously. Serve with a slice of lovability and a pinch of salt. Yum!
How to make a YOU
1 part craziness
3 parts beauty
Add to a cocktail chaker and mix vigorously. Serve with a slice of lovability and a pinch of salt. Yum!
How to make a YOU
Saturday, November 20, 2004
hehehe
maddy had two on her blog... i took the more interesting one. plus, a lot of the other stuff i definitely haven't done. and i think i'll look as good as i can... and i made up some ones that were missing
Bold what is true.
01. I miss somebody right now.
02. I watch more tv than I used to.
03. I love olives.
04. I love sleeping.
05. I own lots of books.
06. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
07. I love to play video games.
08. I've tried marijuana.
09. I've watched porn movies.
10. I have been in a threesome.
11. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
12. I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
13. I have acne free skin.
14. I like and respect Al Sharpton.
15. I curse frequently.
16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
17. I have a hobby.
18. I've been told I have a nice butt.
19. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
20. I'm really, really smart.
21. I've never broken someone else's bones.
22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
23. I love rain.
24. I'm paranoid at times.
25. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar free.
26. I need money right now.
27. I love sushi.
28. I talk really, really fast.
29. I have fresh breath in the morning.
30. I have semi-long hair.
31. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
32. I have at least one brother and/or one sister.
33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.
34. I shave my legs.
35. I have a twin.
36. I know all the lyrics to at least one Michael Jackson song
37. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
38. I like the way that I look.
39. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
40. I know how to do cornrows.
41. I am usually pesimistic.
42. I have mood swings.
43. I think prostitution should be legalized.
44. I think Britney Spears is pretty.
45. I have cheated on a significant other.
46. I have a hidden talent.
47. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
48. I think that I'm popular.
49. I voted for Bush (shhh don't tell)
50. I have kissed someone of the same sex.
51. I enjoy talking on the phone.
52. I practically live on sweatpants or PJ pants.
53. I love to shop.
54. I would rather shop than eat.
55. I would classify myself as ghetto.
56. I'm bourgeois and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
57. I'm obsessed with my LJ!!!!
58. I don't hate anyone.
59. I'm a pretty good dancer.
60. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington.
61. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother. sometimes... but high-waisted pants are coming back in, mom! don't know about the shoulder pads, though...
62. I have a cell phone.
63. I watch MTV on a daily basis.
64. I wore leggings with matching headbands. extra points for big shirts
65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
67. I have never been in a real relationship before.
68. I've rejected someone before.
69. I currently have a crush on someone.
70. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
71. I want to have children in the future.
72. I have changed a diaper before.
73. I've had the cops called on me before.
74. I bite my nails.
75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
76. I'm not allergic to anything deadly.
77. I have a lot to learn.
78. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger than me.
79. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie.
80. I am very shy around the opposite sex esp. when they are really good looking.
81. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.
82. I have at least 5 away messages saved.
83. I have tried alcohol before.
84. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past.
85. I own the "South Park" movie.
86. I have avoided assignments at work to be on Xanga or Livejournal.
87. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum.
88. I enjoy country music.
89. I love my best friends.
90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
91. I watch soap operas whenever I can.
92. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist.
93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
94. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
95. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".
96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
98. I liked A.C. more than i liked Zack on Saved by the Bell
99. I'm happy as of this moment.
100. I have gone scuba diving.
101. Had a crush on somebody you've never met.
102. I play a musical instrument.
103. I strongly dislike math.
104. I'm procrastinating something right now.
105. I own and use a library card.
106. I fall in 'lust' more than in 'love.'
107. Cheese enchiladas rock my socks.
108. I think The Lord of the Rings is one of the greatest things ever.
109. I'm obsessed with the tv show "Lost"
110. I am resentful that I have to grow up.
111. I'm obsessed with stars.
112. I wear my heart on my sleeve.
113. This didn't take as long as I thought it would
Bold what is true.
01. I miss somebody right now.
02. I watch more tv than I used to.
03. I love olives.
04. I love sleeping.
05. I own lots of books.
06. I wear glasses or contact lenses.
07. I love to play video games.
08. I've tried marijuana.
09. I've watched porn movies.
10. I have been in a threesome.
11. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.
12. I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
13. I have acne free skin.
14. I like and respect Al Sharpton.
15. I curse frequently.
16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.
17. I have a hobby.
18. I've been told I have a nice butt.
19. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
20. I'm really, really smart.
21. I've never broken someone else's bones.
22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.
23. I love rain.
24. I'm paranoid at times.
25. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar free.
26. I need money right now.
27. I love sushi.
28. I talk really, really fast.
29. I have fresh breath in the morning.
30. I have semi-long hair.
31. I have lost money in Las Vegas.
32. I have at least one brother and/or one sister.
33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.
34. I shave my legs.
35. I have a twin.
36. I know all the lyrics to at least one Michael Jackson song
37. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
38. I like the way that I look.
39. I have lied to a good friend in the past 6 months.
40. I know how to do cornrows.
41. I am usually pesimistic.
42. I have mood swings.
43. I think prostitution should be legalized.
44. I think Britney Spears is pretty.
45. I have cheated on a significant other.
46. I have a hidden talent.
47. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.
48. I think that I'm popular.
49. I voted for Bush (shhh don't tell)
50. I have kissed someone of the same sex.
51. I enjoy talking on the phone.
52. I practically live on sweatpants or PJ pants.
53. I love to shop.
54. I would rather shop than eat.
55. I would classify myself as ghetto.
56. I'm bourgeois and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders.
57. I'm obsessed with my LJ!!!!
58. I don't hate anyone.
59. I'm a pretty good dancer.
60. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington.
61. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother. sometimes... but high-waisted pants are coming back in, mom! don't know about the shoulder pads, though...
62. I have a cell phone.
63. I watch MTV on a daily basis.
64. I wore leggings with matching headbands. extra points for big shirts
65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.
67. I have never been in a real relationship before.
68. I've rejected someone before.
69. I currently have a crush on someone.
70. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
71. I want to have children in the future.
72. I have changed a diaper before.
73. I've had the cops called on me before.
74. I bite my nails.
75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club.
76. I'm not allergic to anything deadly.
77. I have a lot to learn.
78. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger than me.
79. I plan on seeing Ice Cube's newest "Friday" movie.
80. I am very shy around the opposite sex esp. when they are really good looking.
81. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.
82. I have at least 5 away messages saved.
83. I have tried alcohol before.
84. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past.
85. I own the "South Park" movie.
86. I have avoided assignments at work to be on Xanga or Livejournal.
87. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbor or chum.
88. I enjoy country music.
89. I love my best friends.
90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.
91. I watch soap operas whenever I can.
92. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist.
93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
94. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.
95. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story".
96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.
97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.
98. I liked A.C. more than i liked Zack on Saved by the Bell
99. I'm happy as of this moment.
100. I have gone scuba diving.
101. Had a crush on somebody you've never met.
102. I play a musical instrument.
103. I strongly dislike math.
104. I'm procrastinating something right now.
105. I own and use a library card.
106. I fall in 'lust' more than in 'love.'
107. Cheese enchiladas rock my socks.
108. I think The Lord of the Rings is one of the greatest things ever.
109. I'm obsessed with the tv show "Lost"
110. I am resentful that I have to grow up.
111. I'm obsessed with stars.
112. I wear my heart on my sleeve.
113. This didn't take as long as I thought it would
Thursday, November 18, 2004
plymouth
this evening was "Thanskgiving with Friends at EVK" (nasty dining hall, for all you non-trojans). And let me tell you, it was wonderful. I practiced my long board skills (actually, I watched Newlyweds but this is not important) on the first floor, then headed over to evk.
From the time Mercedes, with a Pilgrim hat, swiped my uscard to the time I left with stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, pumpkin pie, a banana, and two heaping bowls of cocoa puffs in my stomach, I was in a new place. This was a new experience for me. don't call me racist- but it was wierd to see all of the hispanic people wearing pilgrim hats putting out more mashed potatoes and sweet potatoes (and the infernal/eternal evk pizza). And they spoke with each other in spanish and i served myself some pumkin pie. it was as i took my first bite that "Feliz Navidad" came on overhead.
So yes, it was an odd night and I have a lot of homework ahead of me, but...
I wanna wish you a merry christmas
I wanna wish you a merry christmas
I wanna wish you a merry christmas from the bottom of my heeeaart!
From the time Mercedes, with a Pilgrim hat, swiped my uscard to the time I left with stuffing, mashed potatoes, gravy, pumpkin pie, a banana, and two heaping bowls of cocoa puffs in my stomach, I was in a new place. This was a new experience for me. don't call me racist- but it was wierd to see all of the hispanic people wearing pilgrim hats putting out more mashed potatoes and sweet potatoes (and the infernal/eternal evk pizza). And they spoke with each other in spanish and i served myself some pumkin pie. it was as i took my first bite that "Feliz Navidad" came on overhead.
So yes, it was an odd night and I have a lot of homework ahead of me, but...
I wanna wish you a merry christmas
I wanna wish you a merry christmas
I wanna wish you a merry christmas from the bottom of my heeeaart!
Sunday, November 14, 2004
fresh princess
I went to belair presbyterian today.
I have never seen so many popped collars and uggs in one congregation.
They have their own matt green! yes it felt like home.
no... i didn't see britney or nick and jessica... but damned if i didn't look.
I met the other Mark Brewer (he's their senior pastor). When I got home (at 3 pm... a 5 hour church outing- but it had BJ's and Diddy Reese... yum!), I called the "real" Mark Brewer. We didn't talk for long, but it was good times. in these confusing situations (two mark brewers!) it's good to know i have a stable foundation.
After screwing around for a while, colorcoding my research for a paper, etc. etc., I found out one of my friends likes another one of my friends, who is a guy. girl friend likes guy friend. clear? So, she asks me to do a little investigatory work.
with acronyms
"gf?" "no"
"bf??" "no"
"li?" "what?"
"love interest?" "no?"
and conferences
me: [edit] likes [edit]- what do we feel?
[edit]: um, you mean the girl that stalks him?
[edit]: it's more like a hover i would say
me: whatever. move or no move?
[edit]: I mean if he sees she's stalking--
[edit]: hover!
[edit]: --him, and he's not responding. i wouldn't take that as a good sign.
me: so yes on the move...
all: yes!
me: suggestions?
(it continued for a while like this. and yes typing this our discussion doesn't even make sense. but it did then)
final confrontation
her: well... so?
me: we had a little pow-wow, and we decided: yes on the move. but you have to be direct, don't be all under-handy and stuff. that's really annoying. so be direct, but be, you know, casual. like, "hey... i want to get to know you better."
her: so... how's this for a first move...
(pause)
her: i add him as my facebook friend....?
Well, folks? what do you say? I've got to go get a hall pass now, apparently i'm back in middle school.
COFFEE, FOOL! CASUAL FREAKIN' COFFEE!
I have never seen so many popped collars and uggs in one congregation.
They have their own matt green! yes it felt like home.
no... i didn't see britney or nick and jessica... but damned if i didn't look.
I met the other Mark Brewer (he's their senior pastor). When I got home (at 3 pm... a 5 hour church outing- but it had BJ's and Diddy Reese... yum!), I called the "real" Mark Brewer. We didn't talk for long, but it was good times. in these confusing situations (two mark brewers!) it's good to know i have a stable foundation.
After screwing around for a while, colorcoding my research for a paper, etc. etc., I found out one of my friends likes another one of my friends, who is a guy. girl friend likes guy friend. clear? So, she asks me to do a little investigatory work.
with acronyms
"gf?" "no"
"bf??" "no"
"li?" "what?"
"love interest?" "no?"
and conferences
me: [edit] likes [edit]- what do we feel?
[edit]: um, you mean the girl that stalks him?
[edit]: it's more like a hover i would say
me: whatever. move or no move?
[edit]: I mean if he sees she's stalking--
[edit]: hover!
[edit]: --him, and he's not responding. i wouldn't take that as a good sign.
me: so yes on the move...
all: yes!
me: suggestions?
(it continued for a while like this. and yes typing this our discussion doesn't even make sense. but it did then)
final confrontation
her: well... so?
me: we had a little pow-wow, and we decided: yes on the move. but you have to be direct, don't be all under-handy and stuff. that's really annoying. so be direct, but be, you know, casual. like, "hey... i want to get to know you better."
her: so... how's this for a first move...
(pause)
her: i add him as my facebook friend....?
Well, folks? what do you say? I've got to go get a hall pass now, apparently i'm back in middle school.
COFFEE, FOOL! CASUAL FREAKIN' COFFEE!
Friday, November 12, 2004
When Pop Attacks
hey. today someone asked how my day was going. not like that's rare or anything, but you need premise. so i thought about it and i was like
I am throwing frisbee on the quad and it's a cool day in the shade. I have Britney Spears stuck in my head.
Today is a wonderful day.
Which got me thinking- britney truly is the best. seriously. she's making a whole new genre- hardcore pop! the reason pop is so poppy is because it's light/wimpy. fluffy.
no longer my friends. toxic? my prerogative? they are HARDCORE POP. it's still pop, but pop with an edge. pop with a vengeance! britney spears can make a goth video- and it's appropriate! And Britney is their pioneer and founding member. or rather, the people who write her songs are. but i digress...
I even listen to her older stuff, and i'm like, "i loved this?"
So yes. I mean forget about the three papers. or 200 pages of reading (my fault for procrastinating). we are now entering the age of hardcore pop and i'm loving it.
I am throwing frisbee on the quad and it's a cool day in the shade. I have Britney Spears stuck in my head.
Today is a wonderful day.
Which got me thinking- britney truly is the best. seriously. she's making a whole new genre- hardcore pop! the reason pop is so poppy is because it's light/wimpy. fluffy.
no longer my friends. toxic? my prerogative? they are HARDCORE POP. it's still pop, but pop with an edge. pop with a vengeance! britney spears can make a goth video- and it's appropriate! And Britney is their pioneer and founding member. or rather, the people who write her songs are. but i digress...
I even listen to her older stuff, and i'm like, "i loved this?"
So yes. I mean forget about the three papers. or 200 pages of reading (my fault for procrastinating). we are now entering the age of hardcore pop and i'm loving it.
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Hear You Me (Jimmy Eat World)
I definitely wish I could post all of Jimmy Eat World's Lyrics here. then... have their baby. the collective one, mind you. not like the frontman's baby or anything. you know what i mean. and you definitely know what I mean if you listen to any Jimmy Eat World.
There's no one in town I know
You gave us someplace to go
I never said thank you for that
Thought I might get one more chance
What would you think of me now?
So lucky
So strong
So proud
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
What would you think of me now?
So lucky
So strong
So proud
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
If you were with me tonight
I'd sing to you just one more time
A song for a heart so big
God wouldn't let it live
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
One sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
For some reason, I think of Mark Brewer when I hear that song. Some of you (the mppc crowd) know who he is... most of you probably don't. Don't know why, but there it is.
There's no one in town I know
You gave us someplace to go
I never said thank you for that
Thought I might get one more chance
What would you think of me now?
So lucky
So strong
So proud
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
What would you think of me now?
So lucky
So strong
So proud
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
If you were with me tonight
I'd sing to you just one more time
A song for a heart so big
God wouldn't let it live
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
One sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
On sleepless roads the sleepless go
May angels lead you in
For some reason, I think of Mark Brewer when I hear that song. Some of you (the mppc crowd) know who he is... most of you probably don't. Don't know why, but there it is.
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
sick-o
i am sick. i feel sick. i am skipping guitar. it's raining outside and my room smells but i can't open the window (aforementioned precipitation). ewww. just thought i'd let you all know.
Thursday, October 21, 2004
human being
how can i call myself a human being? ducky is so from pretty in pink, i know that... what was i thinking? i'm so sorry. maybe i should post when i actually have something to say and am coherent, not when i just want to procrastinate. at 1:30 in the morning.
i'm sorry. everybody go listen to the zutons. it'll make you feel better. in fact, i'm feeling better already. if you have windows media player you can listen to the whole cd (that's what i'm doing, hahaha)
i'm sorry. everybody go listen to the zutons. it'll make you feel better. in fact, i'm feeling better already. if you have windows media player you can listen to the whole cd (that's what i'm doing, hahaha)
ducky
so i was on this plane... and they show the sitcoms that you'd never watch otherwise. and i was watching the 'charlie sheen sitcom' because nobody knows its name it just has charlie sheen and we leave it at that.
NO MORE, MY FRIENDS! NO LONGER WILL WE DISREGARD THIS PIECE OF 'FILM'!
because who comes on screen but ducky! duckie. y. ie. however you spell it. sixteen candles ducky/ie! I almost spat out my nasty dry peanuts (well i'd spit that out no matter what the circumstances. no wonder delta is having financial troubles, their peanuts suck)
now i didn't love sixteen candles. mostly because at the end, the climax, molly ringwald's dress is hideous. how does she respect herself in the morning? also because she ends up with preppy guy (andrew? does he deserve a name other than 'preppy guy'?) instead of... yes, instead of ducky.
this, of course, leaves him completely open to me. and i have been functioning under this guise for a while. until i see him on my nasty dry peanut flight. possibly because he stands in the glory of charlie sheen ducky does not shine as before, but he is scrawny and polo-shirted. I was dismayed. ducky, my one true love! when i have a crush on a boy, i ride my bike in front of his house a hundred times...
well. so where does this leave us? nowhere really, here's a cool quotation (noun not verb!) from freyan's blog: "i realized that they meant raining raining where the world looks all fresh and silly people run around w/umbrellas everywhere and i just grin and grin. shakespeare boy didn't show again. stupid boy. i have only a few months left to befriend him/marry him etc."
yes, those apparently are adjacent thoughts. all the more power to her. no more procrastination, i must write my paper! (as i told tina, it's more like severe editing)
NO MORE, MY FRIENDS! NO LONGER WILL WE DISREGARD THIS PIECE OF 'FILM'!
because who comes on screen but ducky! duckie. y. ie. however you spell it. sixteen candles ducky/ie! I almost spat out my nasty dry peanuts (well i'd spit that out no matter what the circumstances. no wonder delta is having financial troubles, their peanuts suck)
now i didn't love sixteen candles. mostly because at the end, the climax, molly ringwald's dress is hideous. how does she respect herself in the morning? also because she ends up with preppy guy (andrew? does he deserve a name other than 'preppy guy'?) instead of... yes, instead of ducky.
this, of course, leaves him completely open to me. and i have been functioning under this guise for a while. until i see him on my nasty dry peanut flight. possibly because he stands in the glory of charlie sheen ducky does not shine as before, but he is scrawny and polo-shirted. I was dismayed. ducky, my one true love! when i have a crush on a boy, i ride my bike in front of his house a hundred times...
well. so where does this leave us? nowhere really, here's a cool quotation (noun not verb!) from freyan's blog: "i realized that they meant raining raining where the world looks all fresh and silly people run around w/umbrellas everywhere and i just grin and grin. shakespeare boy didn't show again. stupid boy. i have only a few months left to befriend him/marry him etc."
yes, those apparently are adjacent thoughts. all the more power to her. no more procrastination, i must write my paper! (as i told tina, it's more like severe editing)
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
fun with christianity
hey. i haven't updated in a while. so why not steal someone else's post? You all need to check this out.
yeah, stuff is good it's kind of cold. My new favorite book is "Seven Theories of Religion" by Daniel L. Pals. Religion 301 is taking a turn for the better.
Also, I found the quarter machine in Leavey Library... i can do laundry again! (always good)
yeah, stuff is good it's kind of cold. My new favorite book is "Seven Theories of Religion" by Daniel L. Pals. Religion 301 is taking a turn for the better.
Also, I found the quarter machine in Leavey Library... i can do laundry again! (always good)
Thursday, October 07, 2004
fast times at usc
hey. hanson played this afternoon at tommy trojan. yes, hanson. They have secretly (to some) been making amazing music for the last 7 years behind our backs! and the indigo girls will have a run for their money. and their awesome harmonies. plus i can harbor a little crush on the youngest hanson (obviously, the other two are funny looking) and i don't see myself having a crush on emily or amy any time soon...
everyone, deep down, is a hanson fan. it's true, although they don't admit it. a little marshmallow of joy: lovely paul is a hanson fanatic. kid you not. I asked everyone as they came into class today, "Hanson: yes or no?" and everyone was like, "noooo!" (p.s. they are dummies) except paul. "hanson? yes!" so i broke him the news of their concert. his face lights up, he looks absolutely dumbstruck and can only manage a "today?" well you learn something new everyday! so would i consider our 10 minutes at the show a date? heck yes i would!
yessssssssss.
everyone, deep down, is a hanson fan. it's true, although they don't admit it. a little marshmallow of joy: lovely paul is a hanson fanatic. kid you not. I asked everyone as they came into class today, "Hanson: yes or no?" and everyone was like, "noooo!" (p.s. they are dummies) except paul. "hanson? yes!" so i broke him the news of their concert. his face lights up, he looks absolutely dumbstruck and can only manage a "today?" well you learn something new everyday! so would i consider our 10 minutes at the show a date? heck yes i would!
yessssssssss.
Monday, October 04, 2004
When You're on Top (The Wallflowers)
I need a bed
That nobody's slept in
I need some air
Nobody's been breathing
I need a thought
That I can believe in
Is this fog
Or is the building really burning
I need you now
Much more than ever
I'm making new friends
But none of them matter
Maybe now
We don't fit together
But you've got your arms around
No one but strangers
I feel fine with the sun in my eyes
The wind in my hair
When I'm falling out of this sky
I'm doing better than I thought I would
But nothing's ever as good
As when you're on top
I want to wake up
And just start running
Into a ditch
Or straight up a mountain
I want to get
Where no one's been gettin'
Make it deeper than hell
Or make it higher than heaven
I need someone whose price hasn't been met
When everybody's disappearing
By the minute
There isn't anyone left
I haven't met yet
Well I remember
When they hadn't gotten to you yet
I feel fine with the sun in my eyes
The wind in my hair
When I'm falling out of this sky
I'm doing better than I thought I would
But nothing's ever as good
As when you're on top
Half way up
And over this rainbow
I heard a shot
Fire up from the ghetto
As I drop
I didn't think you'd follow
Just didn't know
The sky was this shallow
I need a garden
Where nothing's forbidden
I need an apple
That no one's been eatin'
I want to start again
Back at the beginnin'
I had a vision
That this feeling maybe has an ending
I feel fine with the sun in my eyes
The wind in my hair
When I'm falling out of this sky
I'm doing better than I thought I would
But nothing's ever as good
As when you're on top
That nobody's slept in
I need some air
Nobody's been breathing
I need a thought
That I can believe in
Is this fog
Or is the building really burning
I need you now
Much more than ever
I'm making new friends
But none of them matter
Maybe now
We don't fit together
But you've got your arms around
No one but strangers
I feel fine with the sun in my eyes
The wind in my hair
When I'm falling out of this sky
I'm doing better than I thought I would
But nothing's ever as good
As when you're on top
I want to wake up
And just start running
Into a ditch
Or straight up a mountain
I want to get
Where no one's been gettin'
Make it deeper than hell
Or make it higher than heaven
I need someone whose price hasn't been met
When everybody's disappearing
By the minute
There isn't anyone left
I haven't met yet
Well I remember
When they hadn't gotten to you yet
I feel fine with the sun in my eyes
The wind in my hair
When I'm falling out of this sky
I'm doing better than I thought I would
But nothing's ever as good
As when you're on top
Half way up
And over this rainbow
I heard a shot
Fire up from the ghetto
As I drop
I didn't think you'd follow
Just didn't know
The sky was this shallow
I need a garden
Where nothing's forbidden
I need an apple
That no one's been eatin'
I want to start again
Back at the beginnin'
I had a vision
That this feeling maybe has an ending
I feel fine with the sun in my eyes
The wind in my hair
When I'm falling out of this sky
I'm doing better than I thought I would
But nothing's ever as good
As when you're on top
Sunday, October 03, 2004
A Haiku for Yu
tired and hungry.
slept through my study session.
"get a life" backfires.
If this is any indication of the outcome of my "get a boyfriend" initiative (currently dormant), I'm joining a convent.
slept through my study session.
"get a life" backfires.
If this is any indication of the outcome of my "get a boyfriend" initiative (currently dormant), I'm joining a convent.
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
cute shoes
I want to be a songgirl. I want to have their cute shoes and perfect blonde hair and cute pleated skirts and preppy sweaters that are white but they're tan so they look good in white and i want their pompoms and their hair and their cute shoes and i want to be a songgirl.
And i'll keep writing ridiculous run-on sentences until I get what I want!
My "friend" (psh) Todd asked me who the "gay cone boys" are. Well, they are call leaders. And they totally rock and what does todd know he went to school in hawaii so he's obviously jealous or our superior cheerleaders because we have the best ones and they're call leaders and they have cones to inspire spirit not look gay so shove it todd but we're still friends not that you read this or anything.
Have you had enough yet? Somebody get me a tan and a cute pleated skirt!
I can't wait until college baseball season. It's too hard to get to a game at Dodger's stadium (plus it's no pacbell). And when spring rolls around, kate and i will lug big chairs out to the baseball stadium on campus because we'll live there because baseball boys are soooo cute and I like to watch baseball too some people think baseball is boring but they are dummies because baseball is so much fun to watch it's so exciting if not just for the tight pants and shortstops who are inherently sexy because they just are so there all you people who think baseball is boring.
Can you tell I'm having way too much fun with this run-on sentence thing? Time to work.
And i'll keep writing ridiculous run-on sentences until I get what I want!
My "friend" (psh) Todd asked me who the "gay cone boys" are. Well, they are call leaders. And they totally rock and what does todd know he went to school in hawaii so he's obviously jealous or our superior cheerleaders because we have the best ones and they're call leaders and they have cones to inspire spirit not look gay so shove it todd but we're still friends not that you read this or anything.
Have you had enough yet? Somebody get me a tan and a cute pleated skirt!
I can't wait until college baseball season. It's too hard to get to a game at Dodger's stadium (plus it's no pacbell). And when spring rolls around, kate and i will lug big chairs out to the baseball stadium on campus because we'll live there because baseball boys are soooo cute and I like to watch baseball too some people think baseball is boring but they are dummies because baseball is so much fun to watch it's so exciting if not just for the tight pants and shortstops who are inherently sexy because they just are so there all you people who think baseball is boring.
Can you tell I'm having way too much fun with this run-on sentence thing? Time to work.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
home
hey. i'm home. i've been home for 28 hours actually. and now i decide to post.
yes, it does feel wierd. because i can still get in the car and go on autopilot wherever i need to go. yet i feel too big, like i don't fit anymore. i can't quite fit in anymore. i see the roads i drive down as prerequisites to something bigger, and returning is just odd. it's a place that i know so well, yet i can't stay here because i can't let myself. I just wouldn't feel right, having moved on. Yet i can't see my life as linear, it's all to interconnected to be that simple! So moving back, moving
towards the center, moving wherever now after a month of every thing being so new! it's just odd.
is this making any sense? at all? no? good, because i don't understand it myself. I just love not having to shower with flip flops. seriously. and being able to sleep naked (well, w/ underwear i don't go all out). that's an important one.
I went to the stanford-usc game today- incredible! some people have no spirit and complain when we stand up and cheer. he needs to drink some more prune juice and get over it. Afterwards we had su hong takeout with my cousin Steve. brooke wants to be his cousin, too, now. he is that cool. evan (on ultimate frisbee team) and some of his friends came over. they were going to a party. we were going to bed. of course, we didn't let them know this. it's embarassing when they say the night is young and i'm already brushing my teeth.
well i should get over that pretty soon. and homework? out the window. see y'all later.
yes, it does feel wierd. because i can still get in the car and go on autopilot wherever i need to go. yet i feel too big, like i don't fit anymore. i can't quite fit in anymore. i see the roads i drive down as prerequisites to something bigger, and returning is just odd. it's a place that i know so well, yet i can't stay here because i can't let myself. I just wouldn't feel right, having moved on. Yet i can't see my life as linear, it's all to interconnected to be that simple! So moving back, moving
towards the center, moving wherever now after a month of every thing being so new! it's just odd.
is this making any sense? at all? no? good, because i don't understand it myself. I just love not having to shower with flip flops. seriously. and being able to sleep naked (well, w/ underwear i don't go all out). that's an important one.
I went to the stanford-usc game today- incredible! some people have no spirit and complain when we stand up and cheer. he needs to drink some more prune juice and get over it. Afterwards we had su hong takeout with my cousin Steve. brooke wants to be his cousin, too, now. he is that cool. evan (on ultimate frisbee team) and some of his friends came over. they were going to a party. we were going to bed. of course, we didn't let them know this. it's embarassing when they say the night is young and i'm already brushing my teeth.
well i should get over that pretty soon. and homework? out the window. see y'all later.
Friday, September 24, 2004
shin splints...
i have shin splints. my lips are better, though. sicko...
no really i have shin splints, which surprised me because i'm not all that hard core and i feel odd being like, "no i don't want to play because... i have... shin splints" brooke told me i was making it up to sound hardcore, which is probably something i'd do... but no i actually have them. this is wierd.
Lindy: so am i hardcore now that i have shin splints?
Sunshine: no, it means you're out of shape and not used to running that much. ice them and stretch.
wow, she always knows how to brighten my day! so i did some research on the internet and that was cool. I get to ice them and consider alternate training methods and wear a shock-absorbing sole and all that good stuff. except going downstairs is painful. fourth floor is killer. i've actually tripped twice now coming out of doheny. clumsy... no i am i tripped last night at practice and my knees are sort of skinned up. but it was one of those trips where i tried to save myself for like 5 yards and finally fell in this really odd knees-hands position. not that many people were looking.
so not that any of you care about my wimpy 'sports injuries', but you should. then you should bring me cookies. that was actually recommended by one of the websites. namely, this one.
in other news, i'm going home for the weekender! so excited! bye
no really i have shin splints, which surprised me because i'm not all that hard core and i feel odd being like, "no i don't want to play because... i have... shin splints" brooke told me i was making it up to sound hardcore, which is probably something i'd do... but no i actually have them. this is wierd.
Lindy: so am i hardcore now that i have shin splints?
Sunshine: no, it means you're out of shape and not used to running that much. ice them and stretch.
wow, she always knows how to brighten my day! so i did some research on the internet and that was cool. I get to ice them and consider alternate training methods and wear a shock-absorbing sole and all that good stuff. except going downstairs is painful. fourth floor is killer. i've actually tripped twice now coming out of doheny. clumsy... no i am i tripped last night at practice and my knees are sort of skinned up. but it was one of those trips where i tried to save myself for like 5 yards and finally fell in this really odd knees-hands position. not that many people were looking.
so not that any of you care about my wimpy 'sports injuries', but you should. then you should bring me cookies. that was actually recommended by one of the websites. namely, this one.
in other news, i'm going home for the weekender! so excited! bye
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
summer all year long
everyone should vote for me! not because it would be summer all year long, but because i'm the one with the ideas. seriously.
- More tater tots in evk! Forget the french fries, they're fools' gold! Tots straight up!
- Make doheny less scary at night. I fell asleep there last night after gospel choir and woke up to find all the windows closed and the intellectual commons completely empty. I bolted. We should have a librarian reading stories (short ones, not kid ones) and passing out chocolate milk (with or without marshmallows) at all times in the coffee room. consider it.
- We should make an ultimate frisbee shirt that says "USC Ultimate- making McCarthy unsafe since 1984" or whenever we started the club. optional 'quad' after 'mccarthy'. awesome idea, i know!
- Someone should follow me around and tell me to do homework instead of spend too much time on facebook, blogs, aim, and other procrastinatory tools. word. yes, it is a word.
- get starbucks to take uscard. really. and then make it closer to my dorm room.
- frickin' elevator in new! i'm getting shin splints from climbing to the fourth floor!
- Get two people on the make-lindy-work initiative. i mean it.
vote for lindy!
- More tater tots in evk! Forget the french fries, they're fools' gold! Tots straight up!
- Make doheny less scary at night. I fell asleep there last night after gospel choir and woke up to find all the windows closed and the intellectual commons completely empty. I bolted. We should have a librarian reading stories (short ones, not kid ones) and passing out chocolate milk (with or without marshmallows) at all times in the coffee room. consider it.
- We should make an ultimate frisbee shirt that says "USC Ultimate- making McCarthy unsafe since 1984" or whenever we started the club. optional 'quad' after 'mccarthy'. awesome idea, i know!
- Someone should follow me around and tell me to do homework instead of spend too much time on facebook, blogs, aim, and other procrastinatory tools. word. yes, it is a word.
- get starbucks to take uscard. really. and then make it closer to my dorm room.
- frickin' elevator in new! i'm getting shin splints from climbing to the fourth floor!
- Get two people on the make-lindy-work initiative. i mean it.
vote for lindy!
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