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I just realized I never posted the survey I filled out the other night. Oh well - you didn't want to read that anyway.
I'm in Phila, Penn. I love this place... it puts me at a sense of peace when I'm here in the summer. I didn't realize how much I missed being here until I came back. But then, I'm good at shutting off my emotions or ignoring them long enough for them not to matter. Whatever that means.
see i've been watching you for a while
it doesn't seem you ever sleep
ten thousand pills couldn't ease the pain
so how could i make a difference?
...and I can't breathe without you near me
as if you stole the air
and i can't wait until you fall in love
we all know it's what you were afraid of...
mmm I love this ballad. GoodBye Innocence by Breakpoint. You'd love them too, if you could get their cd. They're from Fremont, Ca, and they've got a record out, but not by a major label. My little cousin is the lead singer and he writes all the songs... I don't know how he does it. I still remember when he was a little nerdy 10 year old and we'd get together for Christmas or some other ungodly holiday. He was SUCH a nerd. When did that become cool? Haha... good for him. I admire anyone who has any musical talent - I love music, yet I'm so not musically inclined.
Anyway, the flight out here was quick - non-stop flights are my new preference. The woman I sat next to happened to be a counselor at UC Berkeley who was a psychologist who had her own practice, so of course she TALKED THE WHOLE FLIGHT about my studies and future plans. Just what I need - someone elses opinion. But she was nice, regardless.
Becki (the bride to be) had a bad day yesterday, and today's not looking too good either. I should probably mention that she's manic-depressive with borderline personality disorder before I say any more. We think she's stopped taking her meds because she's been manic and hasn't stopped talking long enough for anyone to get a word in. It could be that... or it could be the 5 bags of weed Marlene (her soon to be sister in law...) brought in from California in her "private parts". Marlene and I were on the same flight, and when we were picking up our luggage, smoking came up and she admitted to bringing weed in from home. Stupid me, I asked where and she said "my private parts". What is she, 12? It struck me weird... who says that? She said she would have put it in her bra, but then "it would have started to stank and shit". ...cause it won't in your pants...? The house smelled of weed when we dropped more people off last night, so if Becki's smoking, it could be contributing to her moodiness. Or, it could be the fact she's got 5 guests staying in her small-ass two bedroom place. I dunno. But this weekend is DEFINITELY going to be eventful. Did I mention Rachael Kahn will be in the wedding? Oh joy.
I was going to post some pictures, a little eye candy for you all. But then I remembered I didn't have any new ones... but I did get my little webcam working so maybe I'll post one of those little blurry things
My two-in-the-morning unbrushed pale face. (the things I start when I'm bored...) You know you love it. (Tiff - look what being away from you has made me do...)
I'm in Phila, Penn. I love this place... it puts me at a sense of peace when I'm here in the summer. I didn't realize how much I missed being here until I came back. But then, I'm good at shutting off my emotions or ignoring them long enough for them not to matter. Whatever that means.
see i've been watching you for a while
it doesn't seem you ever sleep
ten thousand pills couldn't ease the pain
so how could i make a difference?
...and I can't breathe without you near me
as if you stole the air
and i can't wait until you fall in love
we all know it's what you were afraid of...
mmm I love this ballad. GoodBye Innocence by Breakpoint. You'd love them too, if you could get their cd. They're from Fremont, Ca, and they've got a record out, but not by a major label. My little cousin is the lead singer and he writes all the songs... I don't know how he does it. I still remember when he was a little nerdy 10 year old and we'd get together for Christmas or some other ungodly holiday. He was SUCH a nerd. When did that become cool? Haha... good for him. I admire anyone who has any musical talent - I love music, yet I'm so not musically inclined.
Anyway, the flight out here was quick - non-stop flights are my new preference. The woman I sat next to happened to be a counselor at UC Berkeley who was a psychologist who had her own practice, so of course she TALKED THE WHOLE FLIGHT about my studies and future plans. Just what I need - someone elses opinion. But she was nice, regardless.
Becki (the bride to be) had a bad day yesterday, and today's not looking too good either. I should probably mention that she's manic-depressive with borderline personality disorder before I say any more. We think she's stopped taking her meds because she's been manic and hasn't stopped talking long enough for anyone to get a word in. It could be that... or it could be the 5 bags of weed Marlene (her soon to be sister in law...) brought in from California in her "private parts". Marlene and I were on the same flight, and when we were picking up our luggage, smoking came up and she admitted to bringing weed in from home. Stupid me, I asked where and she said "my private parts". What is she, 12? It struck me weird... who says that? She said she would have put it in her bra, but then "it would have started to stank and shit". ...cause it won't in your pants...? The house smelled of weed when we dropped more people off last night, so if Becki's smoking, it could be contributing to her moodiness. Or, it could be the fact she's got 5 guests staying in her small-ass two bedroom place. I dunno. But this weekend is DEFINITELY going to be eventful. Did I mention Rachael Kahn will be in the wedding? Oh joy.
I was going to post some pictures, a little eye candy for you all. But then I remembered I didn't have any new ones... but I did get my little webcam working so maybe I'll post one of those little blurry things
My two-in-the-morning unbrushed pale face. (the things I start when I'm bored...) You know you love it. (Tiff - look what being away from you has made me do...)