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| Damn! |
[Oct. 30th, 2006|02:46 pm] |
Damn!
fuck
shit
what the hell? |
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| Real Tight |
[Oct. 25th, 2006|08:41 pm] |
I have no idea what I'm going to be for Halloween. SHOOT
I'm also really tired of school. I met with my advisor today and I pretty much need to start doing better this semester. His whole graduate school talk invigorated me. He's real tight.
I bought some leopard print flats and they are uber neat. They sound tacky which they are; they go well with my white trash bleached hair. Damn sometimes when I walk around SMU, I think I should really be walking around a trailer park.
I have a big crush. Okay so it's alot more than a crush. He's really sweet to me. I think we are carving a pumpkin tonight. And that's not a euphemism for anything else. |
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| You don't have to love me, you don't even have to like me, but you will respect me cause I'm a BOSS |
[Aug. 2nd, 2006|01:45 pm] |
I'm bossy.
That's a really feminist song. I've been enjoying it.
I just moved into Rosedale (Hoesdale). I love my patio. The apartment is amazing and my new roommate is very chill. She's out of town until the fifteenth though so it's sort of strange hanging around with all her furniture. The twins, Steph, and I have been christening the porch area. The lighting is dim and subtle (a string of white Christmas lights illuminate the contour of the ceiling) and there is a fan to circulate the warm night air and coat our dewey skin with a light feathering of dust. Okay I'll stop being lame now. But seriously I think I'm going to be really happy living here so close to everything and everyone. The apartment is a lot bigger than I remembered too.
Pots and pans. Pots and pans. |
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[Jul. 8th, 2006|05:30 am] |
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do you have a wenis?
yeah! only the best do. |
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[Jul. 7th, 2006|05:53 pm] |
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I had a dream I contracted AIDS from a tranny. |
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[Jun. 30th, 2006|02:11 am] |
Dear Mom,
I can't wait til I grow up to be postmodern.
Love,
Daughter |
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| All I wanna do |
[May. 27th, 2006|12:47 am] |
Tonight, I promised Jenny that if the Mavs won, I would take my dad's 1975 red Cadillac El Dorado out for a spin. Well they did win and so we drove around a little bit. It was a bitch to start but it drives like a beaut. It was probably the single most rebellious thing I've ever done. I felt like I was in a John Hughes movie.
Arrested Development is probably one of the most amazing shows ever written.
I'm really tired and I'm trying pretty hard to be a buzz kill to my brother because he wants to have a party at my parent's house tomorrow night while they are out of town.
I have a feeling this summer will be too long. Fuck |
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| I need to stop saying "Yo" |
[May. 17th, 2006|02:26 pm] |
My goal for the summer is to cross a fifteen foot drainage pipe suspended twenty feet above a shallow creek at Grapevine Springs Park I found back in one of the nature walks. I think I can do it. I already walked a fourth of it and turned around while Jenny was telling me I was stupid the whole time. If David Blaine can be submerged in a tank for seven days, then I think I can cross the drainage pipe of doom.
Fuck, I miss New York so bad sometimes a get a tinge of pain in my heart. |
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| Romanian Mullets Invigorate Me |
[May. 9th, 2006|04:21 pm] |
With last night's outcome, David Blaine is in fact human. I can stop being afraid that he's the devil now. Satan wouldn't blubber like a baby on live television. I won't lie, I visited him in the sphere at Lincoln Center. I was strangely attracted to him as he floated around inside that tank. From all this David Blaine excitement, I've concluded there is something gravely wrong with our culture if we condone a huge media spectacle titled "Drowned Alive" and we all watch someone try to hold their breath for nine minutes.
Today is my last day in the city. I've packed and I'm ready to go south, the weather here has been bumming me out. To commemorate the last day, we have gorged ourselves on the food we will miss. We also saw Quentin Tarrantino in a random park today.
New York City, I will miss thee until we meet again. |
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| Shank Wanting |
[Apr. 30th, 2006|01:47 am] |
I was carrying my fake Marc Jacobs bag while walking around the galleries in Chelsea today. I then punched myself in the face for being a trendy bitch. I hope you all can still go on loving me.
I feel like it's pretty much summer already although I have 2 exams and 1 day of school left next week. I can't wait to do all the craziness I want to do this summer in Big D. I also want a shank bone. I don't even know what that means.
Guess who won treasurer of the art history club next year without even really running? me. I must reiterate that I hope you all can still go on loving me although I am geeky.
Faux prom, El Dorado lessons, camping, swimming, gambling, and shank acquiring is on the agenda for the first week of summer. I must spend quality time with the twinks before they head off to Weimar. |
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[Apr. 8th, 2006|02:25 pm] |
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I learned an important lesson last night over dinner: always be PC in front of people you don't know very well. |
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| Pollocks Anonymous |
[Apr. 2nd, 2006|10:15 pm] |
This weekend was really fun when Stepharoni's friend Alex from Baltimore came to hang out. It was gorgeous in the city these past few days.
Last night was one of those bizarre random nights that no one can really explain. It began with a weird college radio show in the basement of a dorm at Barnard and the theme was bar mitzah. There was some "avant garde" bullshit noise and some hipster with a flat ass dancing in front of me. I was amused and annoyed at the same time. I think it was best described as being stuck in "a parody of the way white people behave." Then we trekked over to a house warming party in a pimp ass apartment near Columbia. The party got pretty happening and somehow Steph and I ended up drinking Hennessy from the bottle with some guy named "Motherfuckin George." We hung out with these guys who invited to a show they are playing in the city later this week. One of them straight up asked if Steph and I were lesbians and I thought that was hilarious. I left my number on one of the roommates computer screen on a post-it note. He was cute but he probably won't call.
The subway ride home was really strange too. Talking to strangers and what not while drunk at five in the morning is always interesting.
And then I layed in Central Park for a long time today.
Now I'm worrying about school work and classes and apartments for next semester. I got to plan my trip to Europe this week too. Too much to do and too little time. |
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| Up and Down Like Flipper |
[Mar. 24th, 2006|01:53 am] |
I got a small glimmer of spring today. Hey Spring, you should reveal yourself more. Prude.
I'm volunteering in the East Village at P.S. 15 working with young girls at an afterschool program. It's fun but draining; I really enjoy it. Basically, I'm usually the only cracker in the room. So a little black girl asked me why I had white skin today and essentially why my nose was so Anglo. I was thoroughly amused and informed her that I didn't have a choice in either.
I've got a lot of work to do in the next few weeks but I really don't feel like it's going to be that bad.
I hope one of my roommates, Rebecca, feels better soon. She's been sick for two weeks and been to the hospital earlier this week. She has to lay low this weekend, which sucks. She can't get her drink on like usual.
My hair is getting nasty long and I kind of like it.
YO motley crew- Spring Break=fun times. Too bad it went by so fast. |
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| Bit of a Belly |
[Mar. 3rd, 2006|06:23 pm] |
I've been hanging around the apartment a lot lately because it is so cold and windy outside. I've been studying. I have three exams next week and then I'm done for spring break. I can't believe this semester is half over. I'm so pumped to see my family and the twinks.
Good emails make me feel really good. I love it when Dr. Jackman or Ann from work send me messages. They are great.
I've been giving my brain a sobriety rest and it was needed.
I want to do something free/fun tonight but I don't know if that is going to happen. The wind is truly piercing.
I just realized that I am probably really hard to be friends with. I'm kind of obnoxious. Supposedly I scoff alot at people at inappropriate times and my voice is sometimes too loud. I've also been listening to blue grass quite loudly and that is an acquired taste that my roommates do not share.
My mind keeps going back to this question:
What the hell am I doing this summer??? |
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[Feb. 15th, 2006|09:02 pm] |
It snunderstormed.
We ate shrimp tacos on St. Valentine's Day. |
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[Feb. 5th, 2006|04:09 am] |
I'm fucked up right now.
We saw Moby tonite at some club.
My first celebrity sighting...I was arguing with Jenny whether he was an A list or B list celebrity.
Either way, he's a fucking tool.
love,
emily
I miss my friends (twinks and ariel). |
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[Jan. 19th, 2006|09:24 pm] |
I went home today aka the marc jacobs store off Bleeker St. It was fantabulous.
I'm ill and now I must sleep for a very long time. I like this four day weekend business. NYU is going to be hard, I already have alot of reading and what not to do. |
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