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Alright, I keep saying that I'm going to actually give a good update, but we know that it never really happens. So, this is going to be a little recap, with more to come of course, when life slows down.... HA
Birthday: The eve of was spectacular. Complete with deceit, mischief, ironing, SNL, my cell phone, unexpected calls, hilarious voice mails, a sign on the back of a chair, a second place AFA plate adorned with two cocktails, a beer, and a tower of vanilla wafers and peanut butter, two of my closest friends, drunk dials, horny couples, security guards, laughter, and love.... the makings of an epic story. This truly was one of the best birthdays I've ever had. Thanks guys.
Time with Tanya: Lots of Sports Night, Shake Shack, The Museum of Sex, Starbucks, St. Pat's Cathedral for a quick NFA prayer, walks all around the city, politics, Angels in America, tears, laughter, mocking, lots of mocking, cleaning, beautiful suit that will need severe and amazing heels to match, Chat N Chew, subway, OMGoodness, there's so much. Each day and weekend needs it's own story.
Party in Hoboken: Frat Party, so much fun. Time with team mates, paddles, drunken certificates, a new favorite shirt, barf next to Rob's bed, at least four make-outs ;), amazing "live" art, tons of new friends, drunken debauchery, lesbian lover, body shots, a Staten Island girl, boob reductions, and a ride home on the subway complete with a sicky and Joe O'Brien... yeah, talk about a party.
Let's move to the more present.
Finals Week: So far I have kicked two final's asses like a rockstar. Didn't study at all for one, and studied for 5 hours straight before the other and didn't need it... yeah, love spanish. I have a World Religions final tomorrow bright and early at 8:30. So exciting. I have to finish my presentation for Oral Comm so I can be exempt from the final, yay for speech experience... awesome. And then I have an English final that I need to prepare for minimally, yup, pretty sweet.
Packing: AHHHHHHHH! I have so much to do and I'm not good at it. But I will prevail, dammit.
On more lighter notes:
At the Dancing Goat with George, in one of our many lengthy conversations, I have decided my future occupation. I am going to be a Hun Soldier when I grow up. That's right folks, a Hun Soldier. We were talking about their sack of Baghdad centuries ago, and I figured I would have been a damn good Mongolian implement of terror. I have a leg trained horse that I would trust with my life, I have some experience with swords and primitive weapons, I could kill 40 people in two days (not counting that I would have moral values or guilt), and I'm fierce. Fierce, I tell you! I may look dainty and feminine and stuff, but only cause I work at it! Okay, other options included Bloody Mary, Elizabeth I, and one other King that I can't remember right now; the one that killed his entire Imperial Guard. Yeah, well, it's gonna happen, you can't rain on this parade.
Summer Bright Spots: Getting to see Adam and Aimee - the beacons of my life, Seeing Sarah - my bestest friend in the whole world, Seeing Mrs. Stewart, helping with the play, coaching, Trip to Bend to see one of my closest and best and most caring friends - ALEX!!!, Seeing Stephanie, DRIVING!, Riding Tuck and Bill bareback and with saddle, Working and Shopping, Salon, Haircut, TRIP TO BURBANK AND LB!!!!!!!!!, the list goes on and on.
I want to cut my hair and do something a little new, but I'm not sure... suggestions???? No color, it's too hard with blonde hair.
On less light notes:
I don't want to go home. It scares me. I can't wait to see my kids and friends and I guess my family, but I really don't want to go home. I'm going to keep my chin up, put up what Tanya calls my "Impenetrable shield of what I know about how people feel about me," and make the best out of every situation, like I always do. This time I know what I'm up against; there's no fairytale thoughts to have dashed.
Although, she talks about talking to me and getting together, but it never comes through, so I guess sometimes you have to do things on your own. My stuff isn't as important, and I understand. Ha, let Jack be your guide, pshh.
OMGOODNESS: I learned how to play the intro to Wonderwall today and I almost peed my pants out of excitement. I have a ton of practicing, it's still a little choppy, but I want the basics of the whole song learned by this week. Then it's just practice. Ugh, I don't think I have a guitar anymore. Before I die, I'm going to be a kick ass guitar player. Yeah, and I know all of you OASIS fans out there are cringing, but that's the only song my friend knows, well it's an easy one, and that's what he's starting me out with. Next year, we're gonna do a lot more... Tim's getting me started and I'm so excited.
Things are still uncertain, but I've decided that that's the beauty of life. Not knowing if you'll have a roof over your head, or a job (summer, ahh!), or a love, or what profession will fulfill you, or what's going to happen tomorrow, it's all what makes this life so amazing. But ultimately, All Will Be Well, you can ask me how but only time will tell, Threshold of Revelations.
"Julian!!!" Haha, Noce
"If the clogs are comfortable, wear 'em around for a little while."
I should definitely keep up with my favorite recent quotations, the remembering is killing me!
Leave me some love, y'all. A girl needs it sometimes. Good luck with the end of the year, and if I'm not gonna be around to tell you later, make sure to have an amazing summer!
MC
Ummm, Friday?
Birthday: The eve of was spectacular. Complete with deceit, mischief, ironing, SNL, my cell phone, unexpected calls, hilarious voice mails, a sign on the back of a chair, a second place AFA plate adorned with two cocktails, a beer, and a tower of vanilla wafers and peanut butter, two of my closest friends, drunk dials, horny couples, security guards, laughter, and love.... the makings of an epic story. This truly was one of the best birthdays I've ever had. Thanks guys.
Time with Tanya: Lots of Sports Night, Shake Shack, The Museum of Sex, Starbucks, St. Pat's Cathedral for a quick NFA prayer, walks all around the city, politics, Angels in America, tears, laughter, mocking, lots of mocking, cleaning, beautiful suit that will need severe and amazing heels to match, Chat N Chew, subway, OMGoodness, there's so much. Each day and weekend needs it's own story.
Party in Hoboken: Frat Party, so much fun. Time with team mates, paddles, drunken certificates, a new favorite shirt, barf next to Rob's bed, at least four make-outs ;), amazing "live" art, tons of new friends, drunken debauchery, lesbian lover, body shots, a Staten Island girl, boob reductions, and a ride home on the subway complete with a sicky and Joe O'Brien... yeah, talk about a party.
Let's move to the more present.
Finals Week: So far I have kicked two final's asses like a rockstar. Didn't study at all for one, and studied for 5 hours straight before the other and didn't need it... yeah, love spanish. I have a World Religions final tomorrow bright and early at 8:30. So exciting. I have to finish my presentation for Oral Comm so I can be exempt from the final, yay for speech experience... awesome. And then I have an English final that I need to prepare for minimally, yup, pretty sweet.
Packing: AHHHHHHHH! I have so much to do and I'm not good at it. But I will prevail, dammit.
On more lighter notes:
At the Dancing Goat with George, in one of our many lengthy conversations, I have decided my future occupation. I am going to be a Hun Soldier when I grow up. That's right folks, a Hun Soldier. We were talking about their sack of Baghdad centuries ago, and I figured I would have been a damn good Mongolian implement of terror. I have a leg trained horse that I would trust with my life, I have some experience with swords and primitive weapons, I could kill 40 people in two days (not counting that I would have moral values or guilt), and I'm fierce. Fierce, I tell you! I may look dainty and feminine and stuff, but only cause I work at it! Okay, other options included Bloody Mary, Elizabeth I, and one other King that I can't remember right now; the one that killed his entire Imperial Guard. Yeah, well, it's gonna happen, you can't rain on this parade.
Summer Bright Spots: Getting to see Adam and Aimee - the beacons of my life, Seeing Sarah - my bestest friend in the whole world, Seeing Mrs. Stewart, helping with the play, coaching, Trip to Bend to see one of my closest and best and most caring friends - ALEX!!!, Seeing Stephanie, DRIVING!, Riding Tuck and Bill bareback and with saddle, Working and Shopping, Salon, Haircut, TRIP TO BURBANK AND LB!!!!!!!!!, the list goes on and on.
I want to cut my hair and do something a little new, but I'm not sure... suggestions???? No color, it's too hard with blonde hair.
On less light notes:
I don't want to go home. It scares me. I can't wait to see my kids and friends and I guess my family, but I really don't want to go home. I'm going to keep my chin up, put up what Tanya calls my "Impenetrable shield of what I know about how people feel about me," and make the best out of every situation, like I always do. This time I know what I'm up against; there's no fairytale thoughts to have dashed.
Although, she talks about talking to me and getting together, but it never comes through, so I guess sometimes you have to do things on your own. My stuff isn't as important, and I understand. Ha, let Jack be your guide, pshh.
OMGOODNESS: I learned how to play the intro to Wonderwall today and I almost peed my pants out of excitement. I have a ton of practicing, it's still a little choppy, but I want the basics of the whole song learned by this week. Then it's just practice. Ugh, I don't think I have a guitar anymore. Before I die, I'm going to be a kick ass guitar player. Yeah, and I know all of you OASIS fans out there are cringing, but that's the only song my friend knows, well it's an easy one, and that's what he's starting me out with. Next year, we're gonna do a lot more... Tim's getting me started and I'm so excited.
Things are still uncertain, but I've decided that that's the beauty of life. Not knowing if you'll have a roof over your head, or a job (summer, ahh!), or a love, or what profession will fulfill you, or what's going to happen tomorrow, it's all what makes this life so amazing. But ultimately, All Will Be Well, you can ask me how but only time will tell, Threshold of Revelations.
"Julian!!!" Haha, Noce
"If the clogs are comfortable, wear 'em around for a little while."
I should definitely keep up with my favorite recent quotations, the remembering is killing me!
Leave me some love, y'all. A girl needs it sometimes. Good luck with the end of the year, and if I'm not gonna be around to tell you later, make sure to have an amazing summer!
MC
Ummm, Friday?