One day and fourteen hours and I'm bustin' on out of Mount Laurel. It's semi-sweet. Like the chocolate chips that I put in my homemade cookies. I'll savor it but I might drop some crumbs along the way. Why do I make such retarded comparisons? My departure for Fairleigh Dickinson University is much needed but I feel a different sort of connection to my home at this point in time. I've finally arranged my living quarters the way I want it to be. To the left to the left is an enormous mounted paper plate with it's gigantic potato chips from my eleventh grade art major assignment. Every where I turn, there are Kim drawings, paintings and posters that make my 'That 70's Color' yellow wall paint humble itself. I like this situation but I know that being back at Fairleigh, living partly on my own, will be once again a fantastic experience. Even if it's kinda hard for me to comprehend right now...
I saw Taking Woodstock last night with Jill, Jordan and Stina. It was a successful movie. I don't see myself ever growing out of the phase where I wish I spent three days in hippie splendor rolling around in mud or building human totem poles just to see Hendrix rip it or Joe Cocker convulse 'With A Little Help From My Friends.' The clothes in the movie were the shit and even though the film focused very little on the concert itself, and more on the process of assembling the festival, I was very pleased with the film. It was a super fantastic way to end the summer. Emile Hirsch and the hippie homefront <3
There isn't much else to say. I don't think I'll have time to sit down and do this tomorrow so that's why I'm doing it today. I have one more friend to say goodbye to tomorrow and then I'll be good. Last year, said friend (LEIGH-ANN!) spent a few hours on my couch with me late into the night before I left. We watched dumb youtube videos and hugged a lot. I don't think that'll happen this year since we already know that we're not leaving for good, just for a few months. AND WE HAVE SKYPE SO WE'RE DOING IT AT LEAST ONCE A WEEK! oooh la laaa :) Anywhoo, I'm pretty much packed save for my clothes being put into their orange and purple baskety thingys. But it's all set out on the table so all that needs to happen tomorrow is the folding and placing. And then I'll also have to get everything into the carSUVtruck. And Oma, my grandmama, is staying with us for the week. Rather, she's staying with Emily and my mom cause like I said, I'm scootin' in a day. She has been over generous with her checkbook and for that, HOLLA! :) She's cool too, cause she sways to Lil' Wayne when I make mixed cds and put them on in the carSUVtruck. Ladies is pimps, too. Go on and brush those shoulders off, Oma!
Things to look forward to for the first week of school:
-SEEING MY FRIENDS! HELL YESSSSS. There are a lot of people I've spoken to this summer but haven't seen in a long ass time. I'm glad I can see their bright bubbling faces again!
-Sam Party in her suite with the ladies ;) and then moving it over to Sam's castle to meet up with the boyzzz. God I'm excited. Sammy K. knows how to throw a shindig and I think I'm especially going to love this one!
-Development of Art II on Thursday. There will be better topics and hopefully a better professor. If for some reason that horrible woman haunts this art class, I'm switching majors to Accounting :/
-The cafe food.... Bahaha, just kidding. Only the Cap'n Crunch.
That's it, guys. Even though summer won't officially end until the autumnal equinox on September 22, the spirit of summer will be coming to a close for another year. Honestly, I couldn't have asked for a more secure summer. I had a good one, 2009. THANKS, BOO! :)
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Sunday, August 30, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
And Dat's All I Know!
Whoa! 2 weeks is a long time not to be on da blah-guh. But alas, lots of good times and bitchin' memories, yo. I think the only thing worth seriously talking about is my trip to visit the Statue of Ryan (Liberty). All of Friday and a good chunk of Saturday was spent in New York City with Ryan and I'm so god damn happy it was able to happen. There were definitely at least 6 variables in the mix (i.e. lack of the dough, lack of the car, getting around other plans, etc.) but in the end, I was able to hop on the 9:21 train by myself, which happens to be the first time I'd been on a train without others, and arrive at NY's Penn Station at approximately 10:28 a.m. EST. We had the best reunion in the friggin' world. When I spotted her, I did this childish hop thing. Twas silly, but very appropriate for not having seen her since the middle of May. After exchanging proper greetings and "How have YOU been?!"s, we were off to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. What an incredible place. Arriving there, I was told about the exquisite Francis Bacon exhibit that was currently on display. Jesus Christ, that man was awesome with his art straight from a horror film. It's just everytime I say his name out loud, I can't help but to pretend he is the much, much older brother of Kevin. Ya know... Kevin Bacon. Perhaps he was the founder of the Bacon Brothers! (What a silly bunch of musician brothers) Anyway, we scooted around the museum from time period to time period. My favorite section is probably anything with the word Caravaggio in it. And all the effed up feet! That was disgusting. Next time you find yourself in a museum with fancy statues of people, glance at the feet cause in most cases, the toes are hideous :/
After more than 3 hours at the Met, Ryan and I made our way to get sandwiches. We both got Zorbas. While eating, we people watched. It got slightly creepy when some man who was smoking 2 cigarettes and seemed high on "life" started to stare at random women. At the Hungarian bakery next door, we both decided that peeing would be premium. In the tiny little one toilet bafroom, there were about 3,000 writings, quotes, and life stories. It was beautiful reading all of them. I'm glad Ryan wrote her Joe Strummer quote but I'm slightly unhappy that I didn't throw a quote up there. Oh well. I know the exact quote I would have used, too. So after peeing and Zorba-ing, we went across the street to the most beautiful piece of architecture on the planet Earth. St. John's Cathedral. What the hell?! And I was overwhelmed just looking at the insane carving and intricate handiwork on the outside of the structure. But after entering and immediately breaking my neck to glance up at the barrel vaults and beautiful stained glass, I was on a whole other level of impressed. Being surrounded by such a brilliantly tall and divine cathedral is one hell of a way to make one feel defeated. In my 19 years of existence, what is it that I've done that could possibly measure up to the umpf of building something so staggering? The sense of accomplishment that the people who helped create this structure must have been astounding. Even though I don't identify with religion, it was an incredible way to spend part of my afternoon. Floating from room to room with Ryan, touching the glittering stone, getting down on the cushiony knee rest to send a "What Up? Create any miracles lately?" to Gawd, and reading birthday cards to the deceased was a fantastic and humbling experience. I'm excited to go to the Winter Solstice celebration and listen for dawn.
We went to Ryan's neck of the woods, Teh Village, after all the other godly and arty stoof. Washington Square Park was necessary. Saw young children playing in the fountain, witnessed a starving magician insult an 8 year old boy, tripped over dogs and heard guitars all in a very short period of time. We went to Urban only to have 12 year olds insult Ryan's outfit. The little bitches!...Who the hell do they think they are? They don't even have their grown up teeth yet! We did a lot of cute stuff too. Like heard the strangest dog bark from an infant canine. We also talked in Ukrainian accents for a while. How awesome. Then we went back to her house. SWEET BABY JESUS. Ryan, I love your house. It's awesome and eclectic and it smells cute. We listened to She & Him over again while washing dishes. Then we ate dinner and talked about our day. THIS WAS THE BEST PART OF MY LIFE. The entire time we ate our dinner, we pretended to be Loretta and Loreta, two of Staten Island's finest. We immediately became our creative selves and beefed up our best accents to fit with our acts. "Three ex husbands... I wanted to push him unda a bus"..."I like the sound my finga'nails make on the keybawd"..."She killed an ant with her thumb. Disgusting" :) And that's really all I know.
Later that night we went out on a dock to overlook some body of water. It was choppy and Ghostbusters was playing on some big screen. But we had better things to do. Alright, we had some of the best conversation. Honestly, I love how open we were with each other Friday night. I'm super happy that you (Ryan.. you're reading this probably!) felt comfy enough to let me in on life and I'm WAY SUPER HAPPY that you were able to get ma back and provide adequate life advice. You are one awesome chick! And we noticed that as our discussion got more heated, the lightning in the distance would work up more heat as well. And as soon as we would hit a lull until the next point was to be made about unsatisfactory situations, the lightning would put on the brakes too. It was awesome cool. The rest of the night went smoothly. Ate some frozen yogurt, went back to the Ryan house, drew for each other and watched Miranda July's Me and You and Everyone We Know. I think she fell in love with the film which makes me so happy. Macaroni. We fell asleep, woke up at 11 the next morning and were back on the town about 20 minutes later! We found out that even the smallest portion of Belgian waffle with fresh fruit and melted chocolate is filling enough. We also found out that Saturday was super sweaty and gross. But we managed and found relief going into cute stores with funny cards or under awnings that would provide shade if only for 3 or 4 minutes. Saturday wasn't too eventful, but only because we had walked about 347 miles the previous day. So we took the train together back to Hamilton so Douglas could pick us up and the two of them could go camping! It was awesome and sweet that he did that, even if his new car sounds similar to an airplane taking off. :)
OVERALL, I am 112% elated that Friday and Saturday happened for us. It had been about 2 months since we'd seen each other and it was much needed. It's funny that we both thought each other was super cool before even meeting. She liked my Flight of the Conchords bag and I was in love with how she read her poetry at the open mic and how awesome she dressed! It's even funnier that we have become this close and we didn't even start hanging out until the beginning of May. Not even 3 weeks before we left for summer! If I were an outsider and was giving an award for two friends who bonded super quickly due to their AWESOMENESS, I would probably have to give it to Ryan and I. Only cause Simon & Garfunkel would be busy making albums and such. But anyway, yes. I can't wait to see you again, Ryan cause I gots dat ticket fo' free cause-a dat dumb ass who left the ticket in da machine. SWEET!
Points of Interest:
- I consumed more fruit products in the form of juices and frozen yogurt than I expected!
- On the subway, it was determined that Ryan and I would go Goodwill.....hunting one of these days. HAHA RYAN, YOU ARE PREMIUM.
- It is perfectly acceptable to severely cut your hair based on a hat. ABSOLUTELY.
- Massage your leather products with lotion. Your wallet and purse will thank you!
- "And Dat's All I Know"
After more than 3 hours at the Met, Ryan and I made our way to get sandwiches. We both got Zorbas. While eating, we people watched. It got slightly creepy when some man who was smoking 2 cigarettes and seemed high on "life" started to stare at random women. At the Hungarian bakery next door, we both decided that peeing would be premium. In the tiny little one toilet bafroom, there were about 3,000 writings, quotes, and life stories. It was beautiful reading all of them. I'm glad Ryan wrote her Joe Strummer quote but I'm slightly unhappy that I didn't throw a quote up there. Oh well. I know the exact quote I would have used, too. So after peeing and Zorba-ing, we went across the street to the most beautiful piece of architecture on the planet Earth. St. John's Cathedral. What the hell?! And I was overwhelmed just looking at the insane carving and intricate handiwork on the outside of the structure. But after entering and immediately breaking my neck to glance up at the barrel vaults and beautiful stained glass, I was on a whole other level of impressed. Being surrounded by such a brilliantly tall and divine cathedral is one hell of a way to make one feel defeated. In my 19 years of existence, what is it that I've done that could possibly measure up to the umpf of building something so staggering? The sense of accomplishment that the people who helped create this structure must have been astounding. Even though I don't identify with religion, it was an incredible way to spend part of my afternoon. Floating from room to room with Ryan, touching the glittering stone, getting down on the cushiony knee rest to send a "What Up? Create any miracles lately?" to Gawd, and reading birthday cards to the deceased was a fantastic and humbling experience. I'm excited to go to the Winter Solstice celebration and listen for dawn.
We went to Ryan's neck of the woods, Teh Village, after all the other godly and arty stoof. Washington Square Park was necessary. Saw young children playing in the fountain, witnessed a starving magician insult an 8 year old boy, tripped over dogs and heard guitars all in a very short period of time. We went to Urban only to have 12 year olds insult Ryan's outfit. The little bitches!...Who the hell do they think they are? They don't even have their grown up teeth yet! We did a lot of cute stuff too. Like heard the strangest dog bark from an infant canine. We also talked in Ukrainian accents for a while. How awesome. Then we went back to her house. SWEET BABY JESUS. Ryan, I love your house. It's awesome and eclectic and it smells cute. We listened to She & Him over again while washing dishes. Then we ate dinner and talked about our day. THIS WAS THE BEST PART OF MY LIFE. The entire time we ate our dinner, we pretended to be Loretta and Loreta, two of Staten Island's finest. We immediately became our creative selves and beefed up our best accents to fit with our acts. "Three ex husbands... I wanted to push him unda a bus"..."I like the sound my finga'nails make on the keybawd"..."She killed an ant with her thumb. Disgusting" :) And that's really all I know.
Later that night we went out on a dock to overlook some body of water. It was choppy and Ghostbusters was playing on some big screen. But we had better things to do. Alright, we had some of the best conversation. Honestly, I love how open we were with each other Friday night. I'm super happy that you (Ryan.. you're reading this probably!) felt comfy enough to let me in on life and I'm WAY SUPER HAPPY that you were able to get ma back and provide adequate life advice. You are one awesome chick! And we noticed that as our discussion got more heated, the lightning in the distance would work up more heat as well. And as soon as we would hit a lull until the next point was to be made about unsatisfactory situations, the lightning would put on the brakes too. It was awesome cool. The rest of the night went smoothly. Ate some frozen yogurt, went back to the Ryan house, drew for each other and watched Miranda July's Me and You and Everyone We Know. I think she fell in love with the film which makes me so happy. Macaroni. We fell asleep, woke up at 11 the next morning and were back on the town about 20 minutes later! We found out that even the smallest portion of Belgian waffle with fresh fruit and melted chocolate is filling enough. We also found out that Saturday was super sweaty and gross. But we managed and found relief going into cute stores with funny cards or under awnings that would provide shade if only for 3 or 4 minutes. Saturday wasn't too eventful, but only because we had walked about 347 miles the previous day. So we took the train together back to Hamilton so Douglas could pick us up and the two of them could go camping! It was awesome and sweet that he did that, even if his new car sounds similar to an airplane taking off. :)
OVERALL, I am 112% elated that Friday and Saturday happened for us. It had been about 2 months since we'd seen each other and it was much needed. It's funny that we both thought each other was super cool before even meeting. She liked my Flight of the Conchords bag and I was in love with how she read her poetry at the open mic and how awesome she dressed! It's even funnier that we have become this close and we didn't even start hanging out until the beginning of May. Not even 3 weeks before we left for summer! If I were an outsider and was giving an award for two friends who bonded super quickly due to their AWESOMENESS, I would probably have to give it to Ryan and I. Only cause Simon & Garfunkel would be busy making albums and such. But anyway, yes. I can't wait to see you again, Ryan cause I gots dat ticket fo' free cause-a dat dumb ass who left the ticket in da machine. SWEET!
Points of Interest:
- I consumed more fruit products in the form of juices and frozen yogurt than I expected!
- On the subway, it was determined that Ryan and I would go Goodwill.....hunting one of these days. HAHA RYAN, YOU ARE PREMIUM.
- It is perfectly acceptable to severely cut your hair based on a hat. ABSOLUTELY.
- Massage your leather products with lotion. Your wallet and purse will thank you!
- "And Dat's All I Know"
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