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[09 Sep 2004|12:50am] |
b r ianxunloved: you're so bitter
b r ianxunloved: i love it
sIncerechAMeleON: you have no idea
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[07 Sep 2004|10:55am] |
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UGGGGHHHAHHHHHHHH!!!!!
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[25 Jul 2004|02:32pm] |
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Yesterday I saw Killswitch Engage.
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[28 Jun 2004|12:25am] |
i have a part time job at urban outfitters so that i can make money while i'm in new york. i work there about 4/5 days a week, and i work at matador too. tonight i worked at urban and i had to close. sometimes mike comes to meet me so that i don't have to wander the streets of new york alone at night. sweet, right?
anyway, he came to meet me tonight when we were done closing down the store. the front of the store is big glass windows and doors, and its on the corner of a block so you can see everyone around. mike was facing the door leaning up against a railing waiting for me. being relatively new to the job, there are a few ppl i have not met. tonight one of the girls was there that i do not know. while we were being checked out (it is store procedure to have you bags checked, etc. before you leave) the girl looks up and out the window towards mike and says (after a chuckle) "whats up with this guy!?" and kinda points. right when i'm about to say "oh, thats my boyfriend" she blurts out "guys!, i mean, whats up with this hot gay guy outside?!" and at that point the words "thats my boyfriend" were out. honestly, one should feel a little off..but me? no. i think the girl was WAY more embarrassed then me. whats worse is everyone else i was working with already knew who he was and so they thought it was just as embarrassing..but for whom, i am not sure.
ok, new york rules. see ya.
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[31 May 2004|11:42pm] |
Last night was OFF THE HOOK, YO.
INSANE FUN!
I've sent out three packages so far. If you want one, or mail of any sort, then I must have your address. Ciara and Brian are on my to do list already. If either (any)of you have a request for New York type goodies let me know. I've never been one to be on the ball with this type of thing though.
I made the digicam investment pre-move, and planned on photo journaling my days here. Although I have taken too many pictures already, my comp has no internet service. Therefore, I will be posting a massive amount of pictures at the end of the summer.
When I eat ice cream I can feel my actual stomach chilling.
PEACE!
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[17 May 2004|11:38pm] |
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go to www.coldplay.com and watch the nappies pop-up video. chris martin is a daddy. say word.
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[01 May 2004|11:25pm] |
good things about home:
there is always hershey's syrup
i have huge upholstery drape type curtains in my bedroom, so the pitch black of night extends well into the day for hours upon hours of sleep
i don't have to pay for my laundry
there is a remote for the television
my sister is here
it's CLEAN, and the hallways don’t smell of piss, beer and/or mold
my dad and his hs friend were telling stories last night and i found out he robbed a convenience store once. wow.
leather recliner…zzzzzzzzz
other:
i thought about what matters today. i also thought about what doesn’t. i thought about what matters SO much to me may not matter to anyone else. even the people that matter, right? i do that a lot since i often think and worry too much. i’m growing up and its weird sometimes. i am leaving soon and i don’t know who i will talk to that much this summer or what it will be like when school starts again. today i talked to someone (who i am glad is still a part of my life) about people who matter. i’m on his list, which is awesome. i thought about how i used to be scared of ciara. now i know she rules and is so great to talk to. i’m in love with anna.
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[06 Apr 2004|04:14pm] |
This morning Mike asked me if I had any dreams last night. He asks me this a lot- usually I don't remember. However, today was different. His question was followed by:
HOLY SHIT YES. I DREAMT THAT ME AND GEOFF SMITH DID ECSTASY AND THEN HE TRIED TO MAKE ME TAKE ALL THESE OTHER WEIRD LIKE PAIN KILLER DRUGS. I WAS ACTING ALL WACK AND FOR SOME REASON I THOUGHT THAT IF I TOOK THEM THEN I WOULDN'T BE AFFECTED AND I WAS AND IT SUCKED AND WE WANDERED AROUND IN THE WOODS AND IN THIS LOG CABIN FOR HOURS. THE ONLY OTHER THING I REMEMBER IS THAT ANNA WAS THERE AND MIKE TOO.
i hope this never happens again.
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[31 Mar 2004|12:30pm] |
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hey look! i've got a livejournal! and i say stupid shit!
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[29 Mar 2004|07:10pm] |
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I have a huge paper due tomorrow (as well as a test on 7 chapters in a book I have not yet opened) and I am in the library, attempting to begin an extended cram session. More then likely, I will be here until the evening becomes the early morning. What is keeping you alive right now Katharine? is what you may be asking yourself. Your answer: the numerous "rap" fans that choose to use their time in the library for "polishing their rhymes". Allow me to explain.
Since entering the lab I have been in the same seat at the same computer. The seat I am in faces a middle-aged African American man wearing HUGE ASS headphones. While most students use the lab to force themselves into a state of concentration for last minute assignments, this man chooses the library for his studio space. To frat boys, a "jam session space" of sorts. The past hour has been filled with his near silent mumbles and the echos of hot beats resonating from his headphones (that have been recently downloaded from the computer in front of him). While these beats flood his mind and ears, I have witnessed 6 people sit down beside him and then get up to leave. Somehow, he has become so involved in his rhymes he has begun to sweat. The now habitual wiping of the constant drip from his forehead and almost violent hand motions towards the computer monitor may be obnoxious to some, but alas, it has kept me here for my first of many long hours tonight. The only break in his attention is the result of a "fine ass thick girl in tight pants" walking by.
In sum, I would like the thank the rap industry for assisting in my future as a communication major and for letting this man sweat himself into a stupor WHILE RAPPING TO HIMSELF RIGHT HERE IN THIS DAMN LIBRARY.
to the books I say..
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[25 Mar 2004|05:05pm] |
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I'll do it! I really really will!!!!11
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[18 Feb 2004|11:19pm] |
new screen name = sincerechameleon
add it, bitch.
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[11 Feb 2004|03:20pm] |
i couldn't be busier with school. i love it when i'm all, "hey, cool semester" then i'm all "SHIT! NO WAY!"
in other news, while dancing with weights, a bike, the door frame, the coffee table, a hot glue gun, the iron, a box cutter, and ANNA last night to jordan mcknight, i managed to groove on to a shard of glass. let me lay out the order of events:
1) locate boy band megamix from high school
2) scream "hell yeah!!"
3) run to living room
4) demand anna cease studying to groove wit me
5) put cd in changer
6) start freaking out in unexplainable/intense ways
7) JUMP AND LAND ON GLASS AND YELL SHIT AND HIT THE FLOOR AND PULL IT OUT AND WIPE UP BLOOD AND BLOOD AND BLOOD AND WASH IT OFF WITH PEROXIDE AND WRAP IT UP WITH COTTON BALLS AND MASKING TAPE.
i have school work to do, so chill dude.
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[07 Feb 2004|02:43am] |
today i:
drove for hours in the rain, went to dinner with my parents, woke up after 4 hours of sleep, did the dishes, took two tests, hung out with my dad at the glass casket show, ran 2 miles, discussed summer with friends, drove my dad's car, listened to a whole cd 2 times through, saw derrick, sat at a table in tgifridays, played with knives, gave lots of hugs, smiled until my face hurt, rubbed my face, had that ball feeling in my throat, played air drums, touched sexy hips, ate goat cheese, talked on the phone for hours, met new people, tapped my foot, wore a sweater with holes in it, tried on tight jeans, saw margaret, reflected, reflected, reflected, hated my contacts, flat ironed my hair, made open mouth faces, thought about high school, talked to real people, sat across from a stranger, admired emily's engagement ring, talked really loud, brushed my teeth, talked on aim, felt love from an unlikely source, stood on a stage, crossed my arms..
and that is just the beginning.
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[05 Feb 2004|09:34pm] |
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fuck that.
in other news, uncle hernandez has a phat new love pad.
thanks oprah.
see you tomorrow, metal jocks.
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[02 Feb 2004|01:14am] |
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PANK EYE!!!!
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[21 Jan 2004|05:47pm] |
today went well. it followed the routine all my days seem to follow. i wake up pissed off bc all i want to do is sleep (today was double..wanting to sleep AND smelling this mysterious and unexplained dreadful odor), then i hear anna's alarm blast off in an attempt to pull smike from the sheets (very seldom a success;)), go to 3 classes, pretend like i'm fit for college, go to the gym until i'm worn out, then fill in every spare minute of my evening with my best friend (or trl, you know).
so yes. these are what my days are made up of now. i'm back to this routine that seems like it has been done before. not like the day before, but like i'm back to the starting line of this lifetime race. this isn't like a "new beginning"..those are stupid and never last. kind of like new years resolutions that somehow just aren't getting resolved. in essence, these sudden starts and stops in scheduling are not welcomed a lot of the time. the only spice i get nowadays is from soy chais.
school wise, my schedule is bearable. this conveniently leaves time for me to procrastinate on looking into a grad school i won't be accepted to or an internship that would be a dream opportunity, if only i was picked. oh how nice it would be to have a foot in the door somewhere. 20 is the oldest and youngest i've ever felt. hey, i mean, there's always american idol.
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[02 Jan 2004|02:19am] |
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i just read a lot of old stuff i wrote on this stupid thing and decided i am the gheyist person ever. like vomit right now ghey. peace.
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