what a wonderful day in the neighborhood...
i guess i put off writing long enough... i pretty much killed that thing about evaluating everyone who commented. it really appealed to everyones ego -- you know? as much as i wouldnt like to fess up to being as ego-centric as everyone looks from this angle, i am. i looked at my friends' sites to see if they had done the same thing, and when i found out someone had for a moment i thought about my results from them on my lj and 'showing off' how highly other people think of me, but then it passed and i realized that that was an awfully vulgar thing for one to do. i mean, the ego may be the one thing psychologists have yet to crack. for example, the id [playfulness] is present until the teen years in some then may stay with others and in rare cases may not really be present at all. but no matter what gender age race nobility, whatever -- people always jump at the chance to take a personality quiz, despite how they know they rank in society. what is a personality quiz other than a comparisson? even depressed or psychotic people want to know how they rank with mental stability and grace compared with others. sad really... were so proud, even when were at our lowest. i just thought id post and do a study to see how many wanted praise, it worked. everyone who reads my journal regurally or has since i last posted wanted to hear something nice that i had to say about them. praise from peers beats praise from others, probably because those are the people we compete against on a daily basis, so it matters more. i mean not that its bad, i enjoy getting it and give it freely. but it still bothers me that i cant be more humble... damn.
ok on a happier, less medical-journal note -- last night was fabulous! liz turned 15 on the third and so that night we met up at my place and her dad dropped us off at the movies [we saw spanglish] while we waited for kevin. i felt a little too powerful when i was purchasing my ticket, i asked the chic behind the glass if she took debit cards but i fogot to tone down the new jersey accent, it comes out when im excited or happy and liz and i had just been talking about ... someone. lol so the chic heard my accent as i forked over the plastic and i think i scared her... liz said she thought she looked sort of confused. however i mean besides lyndsey lustig's ma i think im the only person in florence with such an annoying nasal accent ... i need to learn how to speak in neutral insted of this horrible charade when i have to mask my normal accent and swap over to thick sweet southern whenever im babysitting or on the phone with strangers so they dont think im adopted or something. ma and dad didnt grow up there and bea cant talk period. ugh. but i developed my vocal palette up north and talk funny as crap -- and i <3 it! i mean it makes me unique but its also sort of overpowering for people who arent used to it... ma's from boston and she hid it so i guess i could if i tried.
thats not really an issue now though because i have a horrid case of what feels like strep throat. ive had fevers and everthing and my throat feels like i just had my tonsils removed, its really painful. i had some tea for dinner and i should be in bed but im still hoping that someone will get online. hes probably working really late like he has the past few nights so i think i should probably just call it a night and see if he gets online tomorrow. if i werent so scared of phones id call him but if hes at work that would really blow.
ive gotten a fatal re-addiction to incubus. i wish i could remember how i first encountered them!! i want to say it was when i was in 7th grade and i saw a CD that looked familiar. my earliest recolection of loving them was when i was in like 6th grade and i saw 'stellar' on TRL, it may even have been 5th, i have no idea anymore. i just remember that song rocked my small southern world the whole time it was playing. ever since ive been trying to collect all of their songs. im weird about buying things so i think im going to just ask for 'INCUBUS: alive at the red rocks' for my birthday in April. i want all the bootleg dvds though! oh man -- i watched the one that came with a crow left of the murder twice today and ♥ed it. the re-enactment of brandon breaking his foot when he slipped in dog shit was by far my favorite part. i have a new addiction because of it too... omg im so obsessed with
their bassist. he is sooo cute omg. i love how he had on that colorful coat thing in the dvd, and he seems hardcore like woah. see?! bassists can get action! lmao ok im done. mucho ... whatever love is in spanish -- fuck that =D
ok on a happier, less medical-journal note -- last night was fabulous! liz turned 15 on the third and so that night we met up at my place and her dad dropped us off at the movies [we saw spanglish] while we waited for kevin. i felt a little too powerful when i was purchasing my ticket, i asked the chic behind the glass if she took debit cards but i fogot to tone down the new jersey accent, it comes out when im excited or happy and liz and i had just been talking about ... someone. lol so the chic heard my accent as i forked over the plastic and i think i scared her... liz said she thought she looked sort of confused. however i mean besides lyndsey lustig's ma i think im the only person in florence with such an annoying nasal accent ... i need to learn how to speak in neutral insted of this horrible charade when i have to mask my normal accent and swap over to thick sweet southern whenever im babysitting or on the phone with strangers so they dont think im adopted or something. ma and dad didnt grow up there and bea cant talk period. ugh. but i developed my vocal palette up north and talk funny as crap -- and i <3 it! i mean it makes me unique but its also sort of overpowering for people who arent used to it... ma's from boston and she hid it so i guess i could if i tried.
thats not really an issue now though because i have a horrid case of what feels like strep throat. ive had fevers and everthing and my throat feels like i just had my tonsils removed, its really painful. i had some tea for dinner and i should be in bed but im still hoping that someone will get online. hes probably working really late like he has the past few nights so i think i should probably just call it a night and see if he gets online tomorrow. if i werent so scared of phones id call him but if hes at work that would really blow.
ive gotten a fatal re-addiction to incubus. i wish i could remember how i first encountered them!! i want to say it was when i was in 7th grade and i saw a CD that looked familiar. my earliest recolection of loving them was when i was in like 6th grade and i saw 'stellar' on TRL, it may even have been 5th, i have no idea anymore. i just remember that song rocked my small southern world the whole time it was playing. ever since ive been trying to collect all of their songs. im weird about buying things so i think im going to just ask for 'INCUBUS: alive at the red rocks' for my birthday in April. i want all the bootleg dvds though! oh man -- i watched the one that came with a crow left of the murder twice today and ♥ed it. the re-enactment of brandon breaking his foot when he slipped in dog shit was by far my favorite part. i have a new addiction because of it too... omg im so obsessed with
their bassist. he is sooo cute omg. i love how he had on that colorful coat thing in the dvd, and he seems hardcore like woah. see?! bassists can get action! lmao ok im done. mucho ... whatever love is in spanish -- fuck that =D