Monday, June 30, 2008

Oh.



And nothing I ever do comes out right.

Do it again.



Yea, this weekend was okay.

Friday night was a complete s-show. Saturday was a pretty mellowed-out day. I saw Wall-E which was the best movie I have seen all year, so I really recommend you go see it. It's beautiful and perfectly done.. and somehow political? I'd see it again.

Sunday was pride and it was all kinds of amazing. Probably the only parade it CAN rain on and people be excited about it. I made homemade Oreos, too.

So today is pretty mellow, but tomorrow is the first day of Orientation essentially. It's my last one. Makes me feel weird.
 





Go see it. It will be well worth the posible $15 you spend on. (What is WITH the price of movies these days, anyway?)



My back/body hurts. This is rotten.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

In memory of..


I am a mess.

This morning Kristin was scared by a squirrel running with a plastic bag. I guess you had to be there. I got paid from the PAC yesterday. $$Cash Money$$


Friday, June 27, 2008

Let me see that fancy footwork.



Amazing video.

Last night was kind of great. Henry climbed a tree. I had cheese fries from the Star Diner. I look forward to this weekend as long as it holds up to its pseudo promise to be amazing. Today I work at the PAC but after I do laundry and go to the gym.

Pride is Sunday. I can't wait.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

And everytime we fight I know it's not right.

My next large-ish investment.

Right after chic headphones.


Speaking of being chic, yesterday I picked up this book:

I just started to read it now... and it is kind of like the toned-down Skinny Bitch for going green. Just started & we'll see how that goes.
Basically this entry is just spam since I do not have anything new to post. Yesterday was kind of boring. I went to work, went off campus, came back, hung around.. I haven't gone to the gym the last few days which is really bad since I just had two of those jumbo cookies again and some fries.
Someone brainwash me, plz?
Last night I had a strangely good dream. I woke up feeling well-rested and in a good mood. I felt threatened by bunnies on my way to work.

I'm just hoping for a great weekend.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Irony.

i·ro·ny Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation
–noun, plural -nies.
1. the use of words to convey a meaning that is the opposite of its literal meaning: the irony of her reply, “How nice!” when I said I had to work all weekend.
2. Literature.
a. a technique of indicating, as through character or plot development, an intention or attitude opposite to that which is actually or ostensibly stated.
b. (esp. in contemporary writing) a manner of organizing a work so as to give full expression to contradictory or complementary impulses, attitudes, etc., esp. as a means of indicating detachment from a subject, theme, or emotion.
3. Socratic irony.
4. dramatic irony.
5. an outcome of events contrary to what was, or might have been, expected.
6. the incongruity of this.
7. an objectively sardonic style of speech or writing.
8. an objectively or humorously sardonic utterance, disposition, quality, etc.

9. my life

Shut up and let me go.

Today my headphones bit it while I was at the gym. So I am headphone-less until next Thursday, when I get paid and can buy new headphones. I want cool, colorful, chic headphones. Sort of like this:

Not that I really have the money. But the good part is that I've been going to the gym every day it is open for almost week now... I have been napping a whole lot too.

I work at the PAC in two hours and I have barely a uniform. I only work two days these week, though, and then I'll be working on Orientation for two weeks. 

Last night I was on duty and then I went to Adrian's where they were playing video games. But that isnt the best part.. The best part is that I learned that Cole once ran into a raccoon with its head in a jar and he laughed at it. This is hilarious to me because a. I hate raccoons and b. Cole laughed at a defenseless animal as it retreated into the woods... to die.

I bet it looked like this:

Monday, June 23, 2008

Waiting for Mac & Cheese.

my favorite song.

This weekend was kind of boring except for the fact that I went home on Sunday. Albeit, it did have it's perks:

I sometimes miss going home for the summer. Until I realize how bored I got all the time. But my family is pretty ace.

etc.
I think this is one of the funniest youtube videos I have ever watched:


I read this book this weekend. It did not turn me vegan. As a matter of fact, it didn't gross me out with anything except Splenda. I did not learn anything new about the way they make meat but I learned oodles about the meat industry [USDA, specifically]. Maybe I will read up more. However, I have to say that if I read it again when I have more than just cheese in the house..  maybe I will change my mind. But other than that?

I'm making Mac & Cheese for lunch.

















Sunday, June 22, 2008

Cyndi Lauper, be my wife.


I go home for the day, I don't think my g-ma will approve of these shorts.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Fuck.

I had a dream someone burned all my leggings.

I was so fucking pissed.


Friday, June 20, 2008

Today I dyed my hair.. Typical.


Before...

...During....


...After. (Looks exactly the same. Excellent. Oh the texture is worse.)

I locked myself out of my room for the first time today. It took me 3 hours to find the master key. Fuck that.


And then this fell on me.

Funny part is: I'd be home if someone would cover my duty tomorrow.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Hawk of the Future

You're not really reading this, are you?

GRADUATE SCHOOLS AND ACTING AND/OR THEATER

Most Def check YOU out
* Florida State University/Asolo Acting Conservatory
* New School
* NYU/Tisch
* Yale?

Maybe/Most Likely/Why Not
* University of Hawaii at Manoa

I Don't Like You But I'll String You Along Until I'm Sick of You
* Binghamton

I don't want to grow up?

I'm trying not to write in this so much, so people might actually read it? I don't know, I read my friend's blogs religiously - write more, guys!

Today I worked at Admissions and got paid.. Money in teh bank, bb! Finally. Now I just need to figure out how much money I owe my aunt, and how to make this $70 last two weeks some how.. Hopefully I will get money when I go home. But that isn't why I'm writing.


Getting my masters has been increasingly scary and close as the time goes on. I hardly know where to start.

Working at admissions doesn't help because every Monday and Wednesday I talk to students that are doing basically the same thing I should be doing now - looking at schools. The only two differences (and they are big ones) is that I'm looking for a MFA in theater/acting and they're trying to figure out what they want to "do with their lives" unbeknowst to them... they still won't have a clue in four years.

Something tells me the next year and a half will literally change my life like never before. I will stressed, busy, and terrified. But in the end, I know it will work out and it will be over in a flash so I have to enjoy it. And it all starts with this summer.

Case in point:


I am determined to meet all of my summer goals this year. And to do so, I really have to keep track somehow of what I want to do before I forget something. (IE: I said I wanted to lose 20 lbs but all I have been eating is cookies and hot dogs.) My friends & I need to really buckle down and set dates for all these trips we want to do otherwise they will never happen.

All things considered this summer thusfar has been somewhat productive and I think it can only continue to be even more productive. I need to work on my resume pretty bad since my current one is terribly outdated. I need to figure out a hairstyle/look I want to sell myself to gradschools with. I need to figure out how long it takes for me to eat another jumbo cookie in the room next to this one. I also need to call my father, someone who I haven't talked to since they bought me my mac. I'm an asshole.

Cookie? Sounds good. I'm hitting the gym later.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

The vigilantes can't agree on who's in charge.

So it dawned on me today that I will never get stuck doing something I do not love doing.



First of all, I woke up in a good mood. As soon as I remembered I went to bed in a bad mood, however, I was in a bad mood again. That bad mood was complimented by a stern talking to about my poor attitude, lateness, and general slack off at my admissions job. Basically, I was warned that if it happened again that I would be fired. I left the office, not frightened (I have four jobs, after all) but very pensive about this attitude of mine that I never seem to have anywhere else.

I hate doing office work, which is why I might appear to have an attitude. So it is safe to assume that my attitude has to do with the tasks themselves other than the people. While giving tours, I am at my best because I love doing them. I do not work there for the money but the tours. I think they were surprised when I told them I enjoy the job for whatever reason.

This happened last summer: I worked at SI Yankee Stadium at a poorly run coffee and italian ice stand (Staten Island, go fig.). I hated my job and did not hide it from the managers, fought with costumers who yelled at co-workers, and did not get any hours when I returned from Orientation leading to a summer of poverty. I do not regret it. I would rather get stuck doing something I like to do.

Anyway, today I had to a softball game for a job that I do enjoy thoroughly with my favorite boss, Paul, who I hadn't seen in some time. The game was canceled due to rain, but I did get to hang out with Paul for 20 minutes and walk home/eat these:


I had five cookies for dinner. Healthy lifestyle? Oh yea.  It thunderstorms every day in Westchester. You would think I'd be used to it. I'm still terrified. Though, listening to Wicked during a storm is pretty epic, I think.

Oh, last night some non-student came into my apartment and told me that the parking lot near my place was haunted. I shot him down and told him to leave, basically.

(Parking lot in question.)

Tonight is Mike's farewell dinner-thing. I am making really yummy cookies like my mom used to make. Thunder is scary... Gotta run.



Tuesday, June 17, 2008

"You are just one big bruise." -my therapist.

I have good-looking friends. Even in candids:

I did not go to the beach. After carefully considering weighing out my options, I realized at my net worth of $0 at the moment, I would be better off making $60 these two days rather than getting to -$80 (which is to say, $20 borrowed for the day/night trip, and the money I would lose from not working). I hadn't made this final decision until the very last minutes I had to be at work at 9AM, after waking up at 9:05AM. Bitterly, I decided I should just go to work.

After arriving $5 down and a half hour late to work, I did nothing for a good half hour until it was time to do a tour... Where I proceeded to do nothing for another half hour until we were scolded by one of our "bosses" to actually get up and do the tours. Don't get me wrong, I love giving tours but I wish that place was a little more organized.

Immediately after the tour, I felt refreshed because it really is nice to feel like you did your best and made people confident in their decision to apply here. Also, I made a few bucks. And since peanut butter and jelly in a jar was my lunch, I considered this a very good thing:


Within an hour of waking from my nap, there was an impromptu dance/birthday party in my apartment. I also burned my mouth on pea soup from a can. [No regrets.] After some cake & banana bread, I head over to my staff meeting where this is Godiva chocolate. In combination of the things mentions plus two nights of guacamole, I now believe there is a God.

Hung out with Adrian on duty, Paulo came by and at 12 we head back to Adrian's where Adrian proceeded to make the apartment reek of Icy Hot and fall asleep on the bean bag in the livingroom where me and Paulo chatted 'til sunrise. On the walk home I really realized how much I love the sunrises here. So nice... and the third sunrise of the summer.

Today was my first day at my fourth job for the summer:

Yes, we had to strike Christmas Decorations leftover from the winter in a gigantic mansion right off campus. It was probably the most pleasant first day of work I ever had. Probably because Keegan Mills wasn't involved and Sheila was. This is her opening a bottle with a flip-flop:


This is becoming a lot longer than I have anticipated and probably a lot more boring than I'd.. want it to be. Kudos to you if you read this. I have to play/organize a softball game tomorrow.. Ill be sure to bring my camera.

I cut my hair Friday night.

I leave you with a drunk candle:


Sunday, June 15, 2008

I love this record, baby, but I can't see straight anymore.


This summer keeps outdoing itself.

Armonk was, as per usual, incredible. Everyone turned into a total bro.

Unfortunately the first night was short-lived and late-nighted. Sabletooth & Henry had to depart far too early.. Just when the seedyness began. Sheila, Casey & Aaron were added to the trailmix of friends. Macaroni salad made by Cole is spectacular. At some point in the night, someone pressed the crazy button and everyone lost their minds. Totally blew Paulo's culture-shocked mind.

I like the way that boy thinks.


Skinny dipping is always a good idea, except in cases when you have blonde hair. Your hair will proceed to turn dark turquoise by morning. It does help to be resourceful and use the lemons to bleach it back to normal.

I am resourceful.


I have work in the morn but I'll most likely be heading to the beach instead. For two days. I need to push appointments back but I believe it will be worth it. I get paid Thursday.

I found this in the bathroom as I washed my hair with lemons. I thought it was ironic.


I need to break this habit.

Went to Burger King in Mt. Kisco. Which was amazing.


George Michael was there....

Until I realized it was just Cole.

Best friends.

Friday, June 13, 2008

High hopes.



Mark this as the first summer-oriented post.

Last summer was full of angst, anger and sadness. The typical summer adventures occurred but they were few and while the summer wasn't 100% terrible there was a lot of room for improvement. Now, in the year 2008, I hope to make last summer LOOK terrible and blast it out of the water. WIth a few on campus jobs and friends I think this is very possible.

So, here is a list of things to do and places to visit at least once this summer:
- The Beach on several occasions
- Host a party or two
- See Spring Awakening
- Get into shape
- Tattoo?
- Serendipitys?
- Go to a new city (buffalo?)
- See the Superheroes exhibit
- Lots of Tron

I think this is all easily do-able. And I will be taking pictures and posting along the way.

To Armonk!

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Dusk & Summer?

finally decided on a purpose for this blog. Sort of obvious and I have been doing this already... Logging my summer. Now that I have decided this purpose expect more detailed, picture-orientated blogs with my life as of this summer. We can only imagine where this takes us in the fall.

Loveology.

My personality type: the laid-back doer. Take the free iPersonic personality test!
Sounds about right.

Yesterday I got drunk at 5PM and ended up in White Plains seeing Kung Fu Panda. I have cool friends who pay for me when I am really broke, too.

Today I have been working since 8:30AM but I recieved a free lunch out of the deal. I'm in J21 right now waiting until 4PM. Then I'll probably play Bioshock, go to the BBQ and finish a really good game of Monopoly with a few of my favorite peoples.

This weekend resides in Armonk. I love my friends.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Forget it.

I'm pretty lucky to be on campus this summer. It is something I have always wanted to do. Yesterday was surprisingly eventful. Today I get the time with my therapist wrong and now have to wait until 2. Tonight I'm on duty but I hope people visit me. Battle wounds from last weeks encounter are mostly healed. Only my liver still feels pain.

Why do I have this blog, again?

Monday, June 9, 2008

Please don't stop the music.

I don't know, I'm in A18 with Cole listening to Rihanna. We'll see how long this blog lasts.