August 2010
3 posts
April 2010
1 post
Hole at Terminal 5, 4/27
As the lights dimmed and we waited for Courtney Love to take the stage last night, I thought about the day I bought Live Through This as a 13-year-old. It was the perfect pairing to a period of life that was bitter, scornful, defiant. There was depression. Hiding under headphones at school. Lots of eyeliner; trying too hard. Not brushing my hair and wearing ripped tights. Then there was slowly...
February 2010
1 post
October 2009
1 post
September 2009
2 posts
hanging out with guys > hanging out with girls. the lack of bullshit is so pleasant.
i’ve always had good female friends, but that changed as of late. this summer i kinda realized what’s involved with being friends with girls (at least the ones i know), and it’s a whole lot of ridiculous crap. at this point in my life i can honestly say i’d rather hang out with b and...
August 2009
9 posts
“this is how it works: you’re young until you’re not, you love until...”
I hate arbitrary friendships. I either want to be friends with someone or I don’t. And if I don’t, I can’t make myself try.
losing a dog fucking sucks.
1. stable and dependable
2. makes me laugh/i can make him laugh
3. doesn’t have a temper/doesn’t yell
4. isn’t critical (in a mean way)
5. kind-hearted
6. tolerant
7. masculine
8. not overly sensitive, clingy, or moody
9. affectionate
10. smart, curious about things, likes learning.
11. rational
12. has interests
13. willing to go on adventures
14. likes snuggling
...
July 2009
4 posts
going to cape may for the week. no wifi, so that leaves reading and watching movies. i used to be a hardcore reader when i was younger and now it takes me forever to get through a book, even if it’s really good. i blame the internet.
i had a good birthday. i’ve been lucky enough to consistently have awesome family and friends throughout my life, and my bday is always a reminder of...
June 2009
3 posts
so i was really lame for dreading this week. the interviews went fine, and the party was fun.
and, as i expected, no doubt was fabulous. we got caught in a massive thunderstorm/downpour and hypothermia ensued after standing for 5 hours in soaking wet clothes and shoes. i drove home with the heat blasting. but it was definitely worth it.
i’m really sad about MJ. i feel sorry for him. i...
May 2009
8 posts
Being home is so awesome. I now cherish sleeping peacefully and warmly. That is all.
I’m thinking about switching from a stud to a nose ring in the fall, just because once I’m out of college I’ll never be able to get away with having one. I always thought they were kinda hot.
I love working. It’s 100000 times more satisfying than school.
“I sneak into his car’s cracked leather seat, the smell of gasoline in the...”
I’m really loving myself for not keeping up with class readings all semester. Good job.
I’m in the lounge, and some girl is also doing work in here. She was here last night too. It’s one of those situations in which it’s unclear whether or not you should smile, say hi to that person, or just ignore them and pretend like they’re not there. I feel like I have this...
April 2009
17 posts
I’m supposed to be spending a good part of today writing a paper about Robert Mapplethorpe. I need to get this school stuff out of the way so I can get back to making money.
I love that it’s finally hot out..my cold-bloodedness approves. I don’t appreciate the fact that Mahwah is only warm at the very beginning and end of the semesters.
my box of celestial seasonings’ nutcracker sweet tea (from christmas) is finally empty. this is ridiculous, but I might have to order some on eBay. it’s that good.
Today I realized that most of the problems I encounter on a day-to-day basis stem from the fact that I usually feel pretty uncomfortable being the center of attention. But that’s not the worst problem to have, so I’m okay with it.
I journeyed to the Whitney today to meet up with my class (American Art After 1940). I hadn’t been there before, and I was kind of underwhelmed. The permanent collection was cool (de Kooning, Warhol, Rauschenberg) but I couldn’t really get into the exhibitions. I appreciate contemporary art a lot more than I used to, because now I have a better understanding of it, but it’s still...
“Say what you will about the sweet miracle of unquestioning faith, I consider a...”
– Kurt Vonnegut