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1. I am awful when it comes to doing these things because I end up writing way more than I need to -- but in true procrastinator's fashion, of course. 'Meaning that I always start these and get OCD-level obsessive about perfecting them to the point where it exhausts me and I have to walk away from it and leave it, unposted. (Whew. SEE?)
2. I am very much in the mood for some British comedy. (YouTube to the rescue, perhaps?)
3. I am more exited about this Seventeen Magazine thing than I had ever thought possible. We had a teleconference last week from which I am still reeling. It was incredibly exciting; we talked to editors and all the girls and even lawyers (!) and it just made the whole thing seem so real and thrilling.
4. UPGRADE: In exchange for working with them, we fifteen girls are being paid $1,000 dollars [sic; "$" and "dollars" is redundant, I know], to be distributed in ten $100 installments each month. I am definitely PSYCHED about that.
5. DOWNGRADE: Thanks to the demand that we use "nothing but the best" to videotape our clips for the magazine... I have already spent about $400 [of the money that I haven't even yet been paid] just buying the friggin' camcorder and all its necessary equipment. Grr.
6. But Ben and I have been playing with it all day, and it is rather fun.
7. For a short but very impassioned period of time (how like me...) I fell totally in love with the Canon Powershot S5 Semi-Professional Digital Camera (12X OPTICAL ZOOM?! WTFSEX!) But anyway, yeah, that camcorder really made a dent in my savings account, so it looks like I'm going with slightly less exciting (yet cheaper!) Canon Powershot SD 1000 Digital Camera. // So that saves me about $200ish that I know I will quickly and impulsively blow elsewhere in my pre-college shopping craze...
8. I have also semi-decided that I desperately want to put the rest of my money toward buying a MacBook. --- Again: Shortlived infatuation? Possibly. ... But a-kickass-artsy-laptop-no-matter-who-you-ask? DEFINITELY.
9. Erm. Uh. What else? ....I am apathetic toward the overhyped and unprepossessing iPhone? // (Okay, Liz, that was uninteresting to the max.)
10. Well. I got a 76 on the SUPA Econ final, which actually pleases me. I passed gym with a flyingcoloredB+. (& Yet Fronk gave me something ridiculous like a B for my high school grade for SUPA English. Now, I worked my ass off in the class more than any other, I wrote some really decent papers and worked very hard over this last semester especially, so seeing an abnormally low grade really got under my skin for about 5 seconds. Really, though, I don't even want to know what my college grade is.)
11. Heh. Oh yeah... I DONE GRADEATED!!
12. I also made out like a bandit at my grad party. Lots of money, lots of attention, lots of food, lots of family, lots of cool stuff, lots of pretty frickin' sweet company. ♥
13. I have decided that there is nothing morally wrong with Frederick's of Hollywood, and I began writing a very rough research paper/essay/cultural studies piece? about this that is currently saved in draft. *is a huge geek*
14. I bought my first copy of Seventeen. (Fitting, seeing as how I'm going to be IN the magazine in two months, no?) And I read all these testimonials about skin cancer. ... And I am pretty much scared to fucking death, now. Even though I am white as a ghost, it still freaked me out beyond belief. (Fuck you, Sun.)
15. The parade was all kinds of anticlimax, let me tell you.
16. ^ The same goes for the sad, sad fireworks. (Now, in true Townie Fashion, I must mention a shameless plug for the HARBORFEST Fireworks, which unequivocally kick the IndependenceDayFireworks' ass!)
17. When I was younger and could not afford to continue my horseback riding lessons, every thought of horses and riding made me feel incredibly depressed and melancholy. -- Yeah, now that same feeling occurs every time I think about how I could possibly audition for some kind of Broadway or Off-Broadway show. It occurs when how I am, instead, wasting four years of my life on a college experience (albeit a fun one, I'm sure...) that is leading me in a direction of a major in which I have NO fucking interest. I don't need my name in lights, I don't need a million people watching my every move.... I just want to be on *stage*, you know? I just want to be up there, acting and singing my pathetic little heart the fuck out, even if the stage is in the basement of a dingy New Jersey bar... that's fine! I want to make someone feel something as they listen. (But, most of all, as selfish as it sounds: I want to make myself feel something through expressing.)
18. I have so much reading to do. All of my books go back to the library soon... UGH.
19. I have even more "Thank You" Notes to write out to the attendants of my Grad Party.
20. Sick but True: Ever since I was little, I have *always* wanted rhinoplasty.
21. Sometime in early August (since I don't actually turn eightteen until July 30th), I am going to get a tattoo at Screamin' Demon. My mom is not thrilled, but 1) It is not her body & 2) She isn't paying for it, now is she? // Anyway. I called and talked to Tru today about setting up a consultation and got some good information already. He seems absolutely great: thorough, professional, and safe; plus, he is crazy good at custom designs. Which rocks because I have only the faintest idea of what I want. (Yeah. It has to do with music. Ding ding.) But he said that we'll work on that. So, yeah, pretty exciting.
22. 'So geeking out about Harry Potter Month, I cannot even express....
23. You know what? I really hate people.
^ Haha, wow, yes, vaguest and most LJ-typical statement ever. God. I swear I am becoming MORE of a teenage girl with age, not less.
But, really. Although obsessive loathing is obvious a waste of your time and effort, I truly think it's healthy to have a little bit of hatred in your life. You know? Keeps you passionate, keeps you focused on what is (and isn't) important to you. ^_^
24. I really spend way too much time online. No. ...Really.
24-A. Luckily most of it is pretty productive, informative, fun, and (thanks to this new internship) MAKING ME MONEY. But honestly. I am becoming a huge nerd. // I mean, I made conversation with a member of the self-proclaimed "Geek Squad" at Best Buy yesterday incorporating fucking lingo such as "ISO, firewire, MP, SLR, Zeiss" which creeps me out. And, for instance, just today I learned that there are 1,024 MB in 1 GB -- WHICH MAKES NO SENSE BASED ON THE METRIC SYSTEM, BUT THERE IT IS.
God, knowledge is kind of gross.
25. Ben & I have started throwing 'With great power, comes great reponsibility' into everyday conversation, then cracking up a little more than we is probably appropriate...
26. So, yeah, I've been taking a lot of videos of me pianoing [badly] and guitaring [REALLY badly], but I can't even upload them or edit them if I wanted because I lack sufficient cable-thingy-age. Sucks.
27. Tyler converted me to Avenue Q hardcore, and my new go-to Impromptu Singing Time song at any given moment is officially 'Everyone's a Little Bit Racist!'
28. I love/hate you, LiveJournal.
29. 6:22 AM means I should probably sleep.
30. I really enjoy Frasier.
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Okay. We have spanked that monkey long enough.