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this is by far one of the best conversations i have had on aim. its starts off trying to find a new sn for me and progresses to be one of the most interesting conversations i have ever partaked in. enjoy.
caeldo11 (1:29:55 PM): it would be, this is true
caeldo11 (1:30:03 PM): or ifuckmidgetsformoney35
arewhyan89 (1:30:18 PM): thats a little wordy
caeldo11 (1:30:24 PM): true
caeldo11 (1:30:27 PM): maybe
caeldo11 (1:30:30 PM): midgetfucking254
arewhyan89 (1:30:36 PM): perfect
arewhyan89 (1:31:09 PM): ifuckalbinomidgets6969
caeldo11 (1:31:18 PM): those are the best
caeldo11 (1:31:22 PM): the whiter and smaller the better
caeldo11 (1:31:26 PM): thats how i like my midgets
arewhyan89 (1:31:33 PM): i can taste them now
caeldo11 (1:31:44 PM): their little toes are always a great appetizer
arewhyan89 (1:32:17 PM): congradulations this conversation qualified as fucked up enough to go on my profile
caeldo11 (1:33:20 PM): why thank you, but i also find it somewhat offensive that you think my pure love for midgets both as food and as sex is fucked up
arewhyan89 (1:33:44 PM): i appoligize, that was rude of me
caeldo11 (1:33:50 PM): i know
caeldo11 (1:33:52 PM): thats why i pointed it out
caeldo11 (1:34:02 PM): but its okay, i'll forgive you for the fame i'll receive once i enter your profile
arewhyan89 (1:34:28 PM): it is completely ok to be a midget sex loving canible
caeldo11 (1:34:37 PM): i know
caeldo11 (1:34:41 PM): thats how i was raised
caeldo11 (1:34:46 PM): love 'em and eat 'em
caeldo11 (1:34:59 PM): if their head only comes to your stomach, they're not real people anyway
caeldo11 (1:35:10 PM): they're put on earth to serve us, like animals really
arewhyan89 (1:35:10 PM): thats my life motto
caeldo11 (1:35:40 PM): i might get that tattooed under my heart with DAD written in it on my arm
arewhyan89 (1:36:33 PM): i would get my own face tatooed on the back of my head but of course that would mean i would have to shave my head, and i am a lazy motherfucker
arewhyan89 (1:36:49 PM): i am gonna get my spine pierced
caeldo11 (1:36:52 PM): it woudl require a lot of upkeeping
caeldo11 (1:36:56 PM): the whole way down?
caeldo11 (1:37:14 PM): studs? or a chain?
arewhyan89 (1:37:15 PM): no the ninth or thent vertabrea those are my favorite
arewhyan89 (1:37:22 PM): studs
arewhyan89 (1:37:29 PM): with bling
caeldo11 (1:38:00 PM): ohh okay, see im a fan of my 32th vertebrate, but thats just cause its my ticklish spot and i like it when the midgets stroke it
caeldo11 (1:38:04 PM): bling is always great
arewhyan89 (1:38:31 PM): god bless black people and their lingo
arewhyan89 (1:38:49 PM): woah why the fuck is it showing the time i sent my message
caeldo11 (1:38:51 PM): actually, just their lingo
caeldo11 (1:38:56 PM): cuase thats how i like it
caeldo11 (1:39:04 PM): i liek to see the time stamp
arewhyan89 (1:39:05 PM): only lesbiens like that
caeldo11 (1:39:10 PM): i know
caeldo11 (1:39:16 PM): oops, cats out of the bag
caeldo11 (1:39:20 PM): i like girl midgets only
caeldo11 (1:39:21 PM): oh well
arewhyan89 (1:39:22 PM): i do love carpet munchers though
caeldo11 (1:39:27 PM): whats that?
caeldo11 (1:39:37 PM): oh boy
caeldo11 (1:39:38 PM): ok
caeldo11 (1:39:38 PM): yes
caeldo11 (1:39:39 PM): i see
arewhyan89 (1:39:45 PM): that would be one who east out the carpet of annohter female
caeldo11 (1:39:47 PM): yes, i like oriental rugs better
caeldo11 (1:40:02 PM): when they're taken care of, you know, nicely kept up
arewhyan89 (1:40:44 PM): persian rugs are the finest
caeldo11 (1:40:53 PM): mmm
arewhyan89 (1:41:04 PM): but i prefer shaved rugs
arewhyan89 (1:41:13 PM): but then it wouldnt be a rug now would it
caeldo11 (1:41:30 PM): no
caeldo11 (1:41:42 PM): then i guess itd be more like a wooden floor
caeldo11 (1:41:43 PM): but softer
caeldo11 (1:41:58 PM): more luxurious
arewhyan89 (1:42:09 PM): like a dog
caeldo11 (1:42:46 PM): a chiwow-wow
caeldo11 (1:42:49 PM): clearly i dont know how to spell
arewhyan89 (1:42:56 PM): anyway all this talk about midgets and rugs has made me offal hungry
caeldo11 (1:43:04 PM): understandable
caeldo11 (1:43:10 PM): go to the midget market
caeldo11 (1:43:14 PM): they bring them in fresh daily
arewhyan89 (1:43:56 PM): its usually 5 dollars a pund right or am i gettin ripped off
caeldo11 (1:44:07 PM): thast not bad, cause they only weigh about 3
arewhyan89 (1:44:18 PM): yea
arewhyan89 (1:45:08 PM): bye i'll see you art the the n.a.h.m.l.a. meeting
arewhyan89 (1:45:40 PM): also known as the north american human midget love association
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[22 Mar 2005|11:56pm] |
Ryan Torino
English 10H
3/21/05
The Decline in the Preference of Classical Music in Society
I was born and raised listening to the classics, not Bach or Beethoven, but The Moody Blues and The Beach Boys. As I have matured, so has my taste in music. It has shifted from pop to metal to rap, and finally has settled on classical music. I am not completely sure how classical music has become my music of choice, but I have a good idea. In the summer between fifth and sixth grade I had a small part in a Broadway show. During this experience, I befriended a boy who was a boy soprano at the Metropolitan Opera House. When he had landed a main role, as a spirit, in the Magic Flute, he urged me to attend and invited me backstage. I became enthralled with the beautiful singing, majestic sets, and the magical story. Ever since, I have been a fan.
For more than five years, I have been formally trained in the art of opera. Recently, I have mulled over in my mind what I might do with my life, and I realized that I enjoy singing and realized that I would like nothing more than to perform. However, I have become worried about the future of opera. When you think of the crowds that attend an opera, what do you think of? Does the monopoly man come in mind, with his monocle, top hat, and cane? Well in some instances that is true, but for the most part the majority of people are senior citizens. Granted that many senior citizens go to Broadway shows, my age group enjoys most of the shows. When I discuss music with my peers, they ask me what I listen to, and my answer, opera, usually receives blank stares. I explain to them who are my favorite singers, they just smile nervously and admit they never heard of them.
When I go to see an opera with my grandparents, because my parents won’t take me, I seem to be the youngest one there by what appears one hundred years. According to a demographic I read, the average for an opera audience member was forty-eight which went up from forty-five years old from 1992 to 2002. Also, it showed that over the same period of time the percent of young adults (18-34) decreased from fourteen percent of the opera crowd to a mere eight percent. I look around and wonder how my generation, the MTV generation, will keep up the rich tradition of opera. Will the sold out crowds of four thousand seat opera houses soon dwindle? Unfortunately, I don’t know what is in store for the opera world, and I begin to think that all the hard work I have put into singing, might be for nothing. There would be no reason to perform if there is no crowd to watch. I don’t want to grow up only to find that the singing technique I studied is not of interest.
Pop music, which is portrayed on Z100 and MTV, is the antichrist to some and the savior to others. But no matter what your position, one can agree that there is a poor message in contemporary music. The music is often incoherent sentences or sexual metaphors wrapped around a techno beat. Now you may be saying “Heck I can’t understand opera either because it’s in a different language!” Even if you can’t understand the words, one can always understand the emotions composer is trying to get across in the aria, be it fear, anger, or love by either the symphony or the singer. Contemporary music appears to have no substance. It seems that some new artists are turned out on a production line. They are all blonde, beautiful, and buxom. I find it humorous that people are drawn to explicit materials, which are strategically placed by directors to make up for the lack of talent. I don’t think that people should be so easily swayed by what they are told is cool. They should broaden their horizons and decide for themselves what they enjoy after being exposed to various kinds of music.
I am not trying to force my choice of music on anyone. I would never do that because by allowing myself to experience all sorts of music I was able to find something that suits me quite well. I am unique, like a snowflake, a special little snowflake. Unfortunately, the possibility of my peers in this school becoming opera fanatics is slim to nil. Their first opera experience was their first and worst. In fifth grade at Stewart School, they were forced to go see an opera at the Metropolitan Opera House. Even though it is probably one of the best opera houses in the world, it is also a four thousand-seat theatre, and they sat in the last section. When you force ten year olds to go somewhere, then make them sit in the same place for hours on end, and compel them watch something that have no interest in, one is just asking for a disaster. In most cases if ones first experience is not a positive one will be hesitant to return. Now one may be wondering why my first experience wasn’t as bad as every one else’s, and why mine wasn’t ruined? Well, I went to a private school during this time, and I was allowed to discover opera on my own.
The preference of classical music is declining, and soon may become non-existent, and people’s uniqueness is also dwindling as they get sucked in to popular music. I think that it is important to find out who you are, and for you to develop a sense your own of identity. So in your quest to find yourself, pick up a CD filled with the classics. Not The Moody Blues or The Beach Boys, but Bach or Beethoven.
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wow, so its been a long time since i've updated my journal yet again. hmmm, what's happened since november? christmas, which was normal, then my birthday which was kick ass. i turned fucking 16....kiss my ass bitches. and i got my permit! i got manikens for my birthday....yeah i know you're jealous. so then i got bored and i decided to make it look like they comitted suicide :) i love friendly thoughts. oh and at my b-day party i raped some kittens, and then robot love played. so all in all it was a pretty eventful night...and robot love is awesome.... www.robot-love.tk ..the site isnt' complete yet, but when it is, i know you'll want to go there every fucking day of your life. or maybe thats just me. then the auditions for the musical happened...i got the mayor WOOOOOOOOOOO fuck yeah. and then the rest of the casting was just really fucking bizarre, but the only way to make a situation like this right is to put lots of glue in your mouth and persist to eat the feathers from your pillow. therefore, to fix a situation like taht, i did the glue and feather thing...somehow nothing changed. but things are good cause everyone stayed with the show instead of dropping out..gotta love drama in the drama club though. and then i got the clapper as a belated gift cause caitlin sucks at ordering things online. the clapper is my new favorite appliance.
so that's pretty much it. i probably won't write in here for a long time now.
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Alrite sorry about the delay my lazyness has gotten the best of me, and i didnt really bother to update. so what happened was.... i had a pretty kickass weekend. it all started on friday... after vj, i met up with chesney and we called amanda who is of course grounded, how is that differernt than any other day? anywahy since her mopm loves me, i chesney and i went ova her house and we made a poster for the band Robot Love that i was going to that night. When i was done hangin out with ches and nagr, i went home, got changed and was picked up for the concert. Katelin picked me up and erin lynch was in the cat(we both made some kickass signs)we drove like 2 hours to amityville, and watched emily and katelin set up for the concert.they started playing, and fuck they are really good!!! *emily the robot is the best song that has ever graced my ears* after the concert, we all went to bartucchis(i suck at spelling)for a nice round of pizzas. i went home that night and reminissed about what happened that day. the next day, i had the first full runthrough of the fally drama. by the way if you dnt go to the show, i will cry and then kill you. :). that night i did nothing since everyone was in boston(loosers)on sunday, i had a sweet sixteen for ashley seline. which was ok. anyway that was my lj and will proably be the last one for a while do um...there you go.
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sorry, i have bee so lazy in my updating of the live journal. uggg....what a fucking week, i am so tired. well i dont really remember anything past yesterday, so i will start there. well, yesterday i had school, and i felt like shit and i was tired and really didnt want to be there. after school i had play practice and had a grand ol' time there. after school, i had to go to a sushi making class which sucked. It was three hours long and i kept like sneezing and i think i grossed everyone out. after that class i have so much more respect for the people who make it. making sushi is hard as a mother fucker. anyway when we got to eat what we made, it tasted like crap. the rice was not cooked.
today was interesting the night before, i was so sick that i really didnt bother to study for rivadue. might i say thats not a good idea. but science i had a quiz that i didnt study for but i can just copy from one of the genius freshman.anyway... next i have a studyhall where me and some seniors just yell at freshman. not really for any particular reason, but it is still fun. at third i had a vocal jazz lesson. fourthe i had more singing, fifth i had flemming, so all we did was talk, sixth i had a band lesson, and seventh(which is my lunch)was the bomb threat. so i didnt get to eat. ahhhh. so i sat outside for three hours in the blazing sun on the crappy ass wooden bleechers. which are definately not ment to hold that much weight. anyway my ass went numb after that long and i now want to beat the shit of the kid that called it in. but i got to miss a riv quiz which was good.
anyway that was my two days.
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um...i am updating b/c amanda has informed me that i have become lazy at the upddating of the journal. so here is goes. this week i have begun the rehersals of Blithe Spirit, the fall drama. so far it has been good. i get my hw done, and i act.
I also have come to realize that i might be a klepto maniac. For somereason i steal random shit for amanda. there was the poster i took from th echurch that looks like some guy is giving jesus head. and now i took an armrest from the audotorium. Row O to be exact. that all i have to say now. bye!
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sorry it was so short
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ok so i havent updated in a while.its really hard to because nothing really interesting happens during school. anyway...on monday, i had the play tryouts they went well and i got called back. there were like a million freshmen there and they all couldnt act for shit. anyway..tuesday i had a history test, an i was panking because rivadue is nuts. he picks the most randome questions and puts them on the tests. anyway, tryouts went well, and night i found out that i had the part in the play iam Dr. Bradman i dont have a huge number of lines, but there are only 2 guys inthe play and i think i should stick out because of that. on wednesday after school, i had to interview candidates for student court. everyone that showed up were like the regects of the ninth grade. so i did my best to ask them the most random questions to really make them feel akward. on thuresday i had to go to the first play practice .all we did was sit there and talk about un important shit for a good three hours. also on thuresday, i gave amanda her tounge ring. your welcome amanda. and finally today i had to do the final round of interviews. we mad this girl sing, do jumping jacks and answere questions. i think were just gonna let her on because we feel bad for her. the end
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[20 Sep 2004|06:30pm] |
ok ive got alot to talk about. on thuresday, we had a day off from school, so i went into the city with sarah, katelin, breanne, and ashley. when we got into pen, we had to fight our way through the crowds to get to the subway. when we got to the subway, we went down like two stops until katelin told us we went to far. i knew better, but i followed her off the train. finally i told her we were about 3 miles from where we want to be,china town. we ended up in the east village and we went into some really wierd tibetan stores. i got a kickass winter hat that is made of yak hair. then we went past a crowd of transvesites and i got some funny pics. the we walked past alot of sex shops and we took more pics. when we finally got to china town, we realized that there was nothing there that we really wanted to see. so from ther ewe went to a kickass italian restaurant and had lunch. for about two hours we shopped and got more useless crap. it was really funny, some indian guy was trying to sell us bongs. then as we were walking to nyu, we saw a tatoo polar, and we went in and i got a fake toung ring and katelin got a fake nose ring. from ther we went to nyu and pretended to be students wich was awsome. as we were walking from nyu to penn. to go home, a guy asked us if we were the people go on fuse so we lied to him , and we got to go on daily download. which was awsome!!! and that was my thuresday. over the weekendi went to pennsylvania to go scuba diving. however, because of the hurricane i didnt get to go diving so basically i took a 3 hour car trip for nothing
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hello. over the weekend i did nothing but sutdy. I managed not to put off reading my books until the last possiable moment. and still i did not read them. on saturday i decided that i would put off my work again. but when sunday came, i buckled down and read all that sparknotes had to offer on my books. for about five hours i stared blankly at the screne and tried to comprehend the information. when monday came i was panacking and i was sure i would fail. anyway i wont keep you in suspense i got a 108. that right fuckers i am genius. at least i like to think so. i feel really bad though because people who actually read the books didn't do so hotsie totsie. after school i went to vocal jazz auditions. from ther ei went to the eye doctor who told me i that my perscription didnt change even though i cant see shit. and then she dialated my eyes so i couldnt go out in the sun. horay. and that was my past couple of days.
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hmm...lets see. yesterday was the first friday of the year. the day went quick enough. after school i went to rivadue extra help. i got like seven points added to the summer reading test. however, i think a seven is the grade i am gonna get. i must have attempted to answere 30 questions and got only 7. ahhh. and apparentsly the questions are going to be more indepth on the test. after that i went to the eye doctor place and i picked out a new pair of glasses because i couldnt find my other ones. i did pretty much did nothing after that until amanda came over. when she came over i greeted her in the driveway and i talked to her mom for like 20 minuets. when we got in the house, we got some popcorn and put cruel intentions in the dvd player. amanda was really pissed because the brother and sister didn't fuck. according to amanda a deal is a deal. then we watched some show on pregnant mothers.
oh yea and snaps for that louis kid for running around the lunch room in a bra and fish net shirt
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the night before school started i couldn't sleep. i was not nervous nor did i really care that i was returning. for some reason i slept for approximatly five minuets. sleeping for such a short period of time makes you day kinda crappy. my dad got me to school like 20 min. early, and i spent the time wandering the halls and talking to friends. when i arrived at my first period, i was pretty fucking pissed off becaus i am the only sophmore in that class. incase you were wondering its bio honors. after a double period of that, i went to math. once againg i am the only sophmore in my class. akward for me no? my next class was chamber chior and it rocked. that was my favorite class last year and i hope that shall continue. from there i went to english with fleming and she was pretty awsome she gave us a period to write a paragraph about a crayon. my next class was spanish will be alot easier without pantin. if any of you have her... may god bless you for she is the most evil of teachers. the is lucifer on earth. she lives on the flesh of the living and sucks the life out of the innocent. anyway then i had lunch which i spent at many a table, i am trying to find a proper place to sit. next i had rivadue whose class i am sure to fail. he listed off all sorts of countries and we had to tell him the capitals. some how everyone but me knew the answeres. i am gonna blame my lack of knowledge on stratis. then i had wind ensamble where i didnt do anything. macran rox even though he took my cell phone. when i got home my mom told me that i was going to the u.s. open. then i told her i really didnt want to go, but apparently i was the one who told her i wanted to go. however, to my recalection she was the one screaming and holding me down on the computer making me get her tickets. whatever. when we got there my mom just bitcched alot becasue we had to walk and apparently walking is to difficult for her. for what reason i dont know. when we go there, we bought a bottle of water for ten dollars then had some food.we went to our seats which were in bumble fuck and got ready for the match it was serena williams vs. jennifer capriati. the match was good but serena got her ass haded to her, her freakishly large ass i might add. it was pretty funny serena played in boots, a jean skirt, and a jean jacket. who the hell can play tennis in that. the match went on forever and i didnt really care enough to stay to watch andy roddick(the defending champion) play. i got home really late and at that time i had to put my books and binders together and went to sleep at like 12:30.
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Yesterday i hd to have lunch with my grandmother who proably dosent remember that we even had lunch. i had to set up all the crap for outside so i could spend some heart filled moments with my family. well that got boring fast, so boring that the only way that i could think of a way to get out of the house was to go to the library. I got ther and i looked for the movies of the books i read. i found all quiet on the western front and i decided to check out. when i was on my way to check out, i saw jeanine ippolito(i suck at spelling) and we talked for a bit, and her mom decided that i was best for her to go over my house and watch the movie. when we were on our way out we saw mrs. olivo and talked to her for atleast 30 min. well when we got back to my house and we turned on the movie. that movie sucked. i could have sworn that all quiet on the western front was a gay porno from the 1930's. so we just made fun of it for 2 hours and i dont think i got anything out of that experience. the next day (aka today) i did jack shit for the beginning of the day. but when 4 o'clock rolled around, it was time to get my hair dyed and cut. that was easily the most metro moment of my life!!!so i sat in the chair while the lady tried to tell me what she was gonna do. i just said yes to everything she said, and before i knew it i had tin foil in my hair and a shower cap on. that was ok what was really bad was sitting in those heat thingies. All the old women were sitting there reading wedding books and staring at me. ahhh!!! so fucking akward!!!. when i was all done it looked good. then she took out the scisors and took like all of my hair off. i was fucking freaking out. now my hair can't wobble from side to side. but i restrained and didnt flip at shit at the lady. my parents decided that they really didnt want pick me up, and they came like a 1/2 hour. after the salon closed i might add. when i got in the car and yelled at them for a couple of minuets and then i was told that we were going for lobstars with annother family. my father and i drove out like an hour to get lobstars. when we got there there was a really long line, half way around the block. so we decided that we would go inside to get lobstars. we had to wait like an hour for the food to get cooked and by that time i had the delicious stench of dead fish tatooed on my skin. ewww. by the time i got home it was dark and the great idea of a cook out was pretty much ruined.
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[01 Sep 2004|11:05pm] |
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today like my title suggests, i watched many a movie. a woke up about 11 and my mom went out to lunch with her friends. during this time i watched both of the kill bill volumes. I found them to be quite good no matter how gory they were as most of quintin terintino's movies are. when my mother came home i assured that i read and that i was almost finished with my book. haha right. I gave up on my summer reading. well shorty after my mother arrive home we had to rush out to the othodontist where he told me i was ready for braces. dont worry wont have metal in my mouth, i am getting the invisaline. um... from there we went to blockbuster to return the movies we bought cruel intentions. later that night i would have to got to a mission trip reunion which i really didnt want to go to. my mom thought it necessary to buy all of the leaders gifts. we got the men gift cards and the women flowers. but when i showed up for the "party" half of the leaders didnt show up, and now i have like fifty dollars to blockbuster. well, the reunion was nice and i had a good time talking to everyone. When it was all done with, i came home and watched cruel intentions with my mom, which was a little akward. cruel intentions is like the saddest movie in my book. oh well.
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today i got my schedual from the school, seventh peroid lunch, and went to get food at bistro. after i read for a bit until denby called and wanted me to go into town again. I walked there and we decided to go orchid for dinner. when we were finished there we walked to tcby and saw jenny cohn and allie rotundo(g). jenny was babysitting a baby with gigantic ears who plays with cell phones. after a long conversation, jenny abandoned us. Sarah, ashley and i went to payhalf and walked around taking pictures. when that became boring we walked to my house. we talked for about an hour and put pix on sarah's livejournal. amanda halvorsen came over and the party began. My parents left, and we decided to make brownies. fun fun! during that time we went up to my room and the four of us hung out there until the brownies were done. after the brownie were done we blasted the music and danced around.we rocked to geen day, scotty dosent know (eurotrip) and fuck her gently(tenacious d) that went on for about an hour. then we went back to my room and they saw that i had a livestrong bracelet. when i told them they could have it they freaked out. they started fighting over it and literally beating eachother. Sarah tried to hide it in her bra, but that didn't and the other girls got it back. the the fight moved out side as amanda got it and ran down my street then denby got it and was tackled in my driveway by amanda and ashly. Denby continued to scream "rape!" at the top of her lungs to try to get people off of her. this went on for annother 20 minuets. then all of them left around 10 oclock
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[29 Aug 2004|11:41am] |
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today i woke up and read for the first part of my day. when 12 o'clock rolled around amandad called my cell and told me that her mom was picking me up and bringing me lunch. horay. when i was picked up, we went to their house and ate pizza w/ jeff. after amandad was finished coloring the pizza box, mrs. halvorsen tooks us to cold stone. We ate ice cream and forced the people to sing. funny stuff. after that mrs. halvorsen dropped us off at my house and amanda changed my backround incase you cant tell. After a harday day of fun with amanda i had to walk her home. on the way to amandas house we met michelle. I had to hurry home because i was goin out with my fencing buddies. however it started pouring when i was walking home. luckily for me caroline eaton was driving down hilton ave. as i was sprinting down the street. she drove me home. snaps for eaton! i made it just in time for beth pape to pick me up. the fencers and i went to tin allie grill. then we went to beth's house and we said our good byes.
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today was nice. For the first part of my day i did nothing but read my book and sleep. interesting huh? however, tonight was nice. I recieved tickets from the spinas to a mets vs. dodgers game. I decided to bring atkinson along for company. we left around 5 o'clock for the game, but there was alot of traffic on the way. we got there at around 6:15 and we went to eat.when were done eating we missed the first inning wwhich is where the mets got six of thir nine runs. we left the game early to avoid traffic and got home aound 11.
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this morning i woke up extra early to meet Sarah for breakfast. I walked down to baskin and robins and met up with sarah. we decided to go to reisteriers for breakfast. after a hardy meal we walked aimlessly on seventh street. we stopped into starbucks and then walked to my house. we hung at my house for a bit then she left to go the beach. for the rest of the day i did nothing important. when night fall hit the rest of my day picked up. my voice teacher came over for a quick lesson before the i was to attend that night reciatal. at around six my parents dropped me off at the location of the recital to warm up while they had a bite to eat. no need to feed your own child, thanx mom and dad. this was the last recital before my voice teacher moves to cincinati to get his phd. so sad. after about two hours of people singing, which gets real boring fast, we decided to go home. on the way home my parents decided to feed me.horay for food!
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i had a pretty interesting day in the city. I was woken up by my mom screaming at me to "get out of bed we have to leave in fifteen minuets" i had no idea what the fuck she was talking about. i soon found out that we were to go to the city to see a play. uggg, just what i wanted to do first thing in the morning. well, when we got to the train my mother and i met up with annother family. when we arrived in penn. station, i found out that no one i was with could navigate themselves in the city. Ryan to the rescue. luckily i am not an idiot, and i can get myself around the city. so i tok them on the subway, and we came out right infront of the play-house. we saw the play 42nd street. go damn that play sucked ass. two and half hours of tap dancing. who the fuck can sit through that. not to mention that the guy next to me had major body odor problems. ewww. when the play was over my mother and i split up with the family we were with and we visited a cousin who worked in the theatre right next to the show we just saw. when she was done giving us a tour of the play-house she worked in, my mother and i went on our merry way. we called the family we went in with to try and meet up again, but they had no intention of meeting up with us. we were right accross the street from madame tuddsos wax museum and we decided to go on a tour. it was pretty cool. i got in trouble for feeling up marilyn monroe. it was worth it. hehehe. after like two hours in there we left and went home.
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| i am back bitches!!! |
[23 Aug 2004|09:00pm] |
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i am back from north carolina which was a bit depresing b/c i had to drop my brother at school. whats even worse than that is the fact that i am going to be left alone with my parents,they are nuts, contrary to anything you might think. i will have to think of ways of avoinding them, any body have suggestions?? with that behind me, today rocked. the short version is that i went to the beach with atkinson. here is the long version...i woke up by atkinson calling me on the on my cell to ask if i wanted to go the beach and of course i said yes.she picked me up around 10:30and we drove off. we arrived at the beach at around 11 and we took naps on the beach. when i became restless of tanning she offered to teach me how to surf, and i was like hells yes. when we got out in the water the we realized that the waves sucked and that there were dead jellyfish all around us which freaked the hell out of me as it would anyone. we gave up and headed back in for lunch. after lunch we took he little cousin who is about one on a walk which was pretty annoying because all it would do is cry. all i wanted to do was shake that baby and shake it hard. but i refrained.afterwards we played cards then frisbee with her younger siblings it was pretty fun. 7:30 rolled around and we packed it in and headed to pizza. then to marvel for ice cream. they drove me home and that was my wonderful beach day. and i didnt get tan god damn it.
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i have just found out how to get one of the mode typ thigies and i have chosen mine to be the zoloft blob. horay for anti-depresants!
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