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Tonight is the last night I'll be spending in my apartment...both of my roommates have already moved out, and tomorrow is the last day that I can reside here before turning in my keys. Laura desperately needs to clean her place so that I can move in, the apartment is a wreck and I have barely 24 hours to get in there. I've only spent the night here alone twice, over Thanksgiving break. My roommates left before me on winter break too, but Nolen filled their place. So really...being here alone at night is kind of creepy.
It doesn't help that Foggy Bottom is too quiet tonight...The George Washington University and the Corcoran both had their graduations today, but there's no sounds of partying. Everyone's gone.
I hear all these stories about people's "wild freshman years," and I felt like I missed out on that until I really started thinking about it. This year really has been quite eventful...I moved to Washington DC, experienced living on my own, got a job, went to some interesting parties, saw live theatre, plays, music, concerts, traveled all over, hung out at other schools (GWU, UMD, USM, Assumption), experienced clubbing (meh), gained some self-esteem, made a variety of new friends, grew as a person, and despite my best efforts, I also became emotionally attached to someone, which has been the hardest thing ever to deal with.
I'm not anticipating the fall semester. I'll be living in a building with roommates I'm really unsure about, and Nolen won't be here. Much as he drives me crazy, I do care about him, and I met him 3 days after moving here, 9 months ago. I don't know how to be here without him...sure, in theory I could go visit him in NYC or he could come down to DC, but I doubt it'll happen, and even if it does, it won't be the same.
Oh well. Goodbye Washington DC!
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Smoking pot with the screenprinting professor in his apartment by Dupont Circle last night around 3.a.m, I realized I kind of miss the structure of a formal education.
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[15 Mar 2003|09:45am] |
I thought his flight left for London at four. I called Kendra and we went for a walk. Turning from 20th to F street I saw him pulling his luggage behind him and walking with Britta. I don't know why, but I grabbed Kendra's hand and made a U-turn back onto 20th. I didn't want to see him. Kendra and I lay on our backs in the gazebo next to the GWU library and stared at the sky. It was the time of day where the sun casts everything in a deep yellow right before setting, but because of the heavy rainclouds, the sun just created an intense, eerie light. I can't describe the color, but if it had a name, it'd be my favorite. I felt very empty.
Later, he called from St. Louis and asked if I had seen him on the street and avoided him. He hadn't noticed, but Britta said she thought she had seen me. I lied. I don't know why.
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[04 Mar 2003|08:24pm] |
Every single time I'm waiting in the subway I picture a little kid falling on the tracks, and how I would jump down (avoiding the deadly third rail) and roll them into the safety crevice seconds before the train came. The mother's grateful expression, the fanfare, and the good feeling I would have all run through my brain.
Every single time!
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[04 Mar 2003|03:00am] |
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I got screamed at by a woman over the phone at work today. She was on her cell phone, and said that her car's battery was dead. She was trying to reach our Georgetown campus to tell the instructor to her class that she'd be late for botanical drawing, but she kept getting only the answering machine. This prompted her to call the college's main line and yell at me about how "I'm" running a shoddy school and "I" should have people always by the phones, and she made it quite clear that she was "fucking furious." Finally, my boss had to just transfer her off the line in mid-rant. Nobody considered it my fault, they were all livid at her complete lack of manners or common sense. The two campuses are seperate, after all, and she was obviously taking out her road rage on me.
For future reference: When you call a large institution, the first person on the main line knoes shit. They can successfully transfer your call. They can listen to a brief (brief!) description of your needs and possibly decide on their own where to transfer you. That's pretty much it. That's why they're answering the phone...because they know shit and aren't worth yelling at. Be nice to them and they'll transfer you to someone worthy of your rage.
Other than that, today was uneventful. I went out to lunch with Laura, out to dinner with Renee, Amy, and Kendra, and went for "mid-study" coffee with Nolen. I also got some work done. Not enough work...but some.
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[27 Jan 2003|03:29am] |
I got my first paycheck for working in the dean's office, and for my work last semester. Apparently I got a pay raise without knowing it. When you hit 500 hours it happens automatically. So, while the pay is slightly better now, I still think I need another job to cover expenses and be all good. Work study is the way to go, for many reasons.
I made a nice big dinner with Cassie and Kendra tonight. It's satisfying to create a good meal yourself. :p I can cook...who knew.
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[20 Jan 2003|01:40am] |
I'm home in DC! I'm SO RELIEVED. I got in at about 9pm...spent about 20 minutes with my friends, and then went over to Nolen's apartment. I just got home from there and started unpacking. Very happy.
The trip down here from Maine can only be described as hellish. I have three sentences to detail the trip:
- getting lost and ending up in The Bronx.
- birthday party for my cousin at Gymboree.
- drunken relatives in Philadelphia, watching Philadelphia lose the playoffs.
...yeah.
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[30 Dec 2002|12:19am] |
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It's starting to sink in just how awful yesterday was...I cannot believe that our car is totalled. I didn't see much of it last night when the tow truck pried it off of the tree, but my mother took photos of it at the impound lot today and showed them to me when they got home. It's terrible! They've been in pretty good spirits, considering. I think this is the kind of thing where I never get screamed at directly, but I'll hear about it until the end of time. I'm actually quite horrified that my mother hasn't made with the screaming yet...my body is all tensed up, waiting for the fight, and the fight isn't coming. I've been raised in such a way that without a huge blowout fight, I feel no closure on matters. All day relatives have been calling, asking me in very low, frightened voices, "Are you...physically okay? And is your mother yelling at you very much?" My friends have been too nervous to phone - they're giving and recieving messages through Adrianne, as though they're afraid my mother will kill them for calling. Actually, my mother asked me today what I was doing with my friends tonight and I was like "...aren't I grounded?" And she said "Hahaha, well, you're certainly not driving anywhere, but why can't you go out with your friends? I don't care." Weird, weird, weird.
My aunt and uncle came over tonight and we had Christmas with them. As usual, my aunt gave really good gifts. I got four books off of my Amazon wish list (The Picture of Dorian Gray, Night, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, and Confessions of An Ugly Stepsister), a $35 Ikea gift certificate, chocolates, and an optical mouse for my laptop. :3 Cheers for distractions from reality.
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[28 Dec 2002|09:03pm] |
I got in a car accident today. Pretty bad. Involved me and a drunk driver who fled the scene...that was fun. Car destroyed. Had to go to the hospital, fractured wrist, whiplash, muscle spasming, bruised up...but intact. I will be murdered by my parents, but I don't think the full effect has hit them yet. It will. Car totalled. Doesn't matter that I was hit by a drunk, I was driving. So it's my fault. I hate drunk drivers, I hate police, I hate hospitals, and I hate angry parents. I got to deal with all of it today. Lucky, lucky, Alana.
God damn it.
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[26 Dec 2002|11:41pm] |
I got my grades back today. Less than stellar, but at least I didn't flunk out or drop out like an estimated 40% of my freshman class will. One 'A', four 'B's', and one 'C'. I could have done so much worse....but I can do so much better. If your first semester of your first year is supposed to be your worst, well...I guess I'm not in too bad of shape.
I hope everyone else did well this semester!
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[15 Dec 2002|04:33pm] |
Our party was, by college grading systems, a success. We got three noise complaints, two visits from the security guard, one visit from the RA, and still, we weren't shut down. I had only one downer, when I found out that my friend Aaron, who's a senior at GWU, knows Nolen and thinks he's a jerk. I felt upset for a few moments until I realized that everyone thinks that about him, so what does it matter what Aaron thinks, really? Even if I DO respect his opinion...it's just an opinion. I had a lot of fun at the party, and Cassie and I finally realized our dream of entertaining 25 people in our massive living space.
Our friend Kendra moved in with us for the week, because she goes to GWU and they kick her out of her dorm 24 hours after her last final. She can't leave because she has work until Saturday, which creates a problem for her. So, since our roommate Leslie is gone already, we took Kendra in for the duration. Last night the three of us spent the night at Laura's apartment, helping her pack up her things. She's moving to our building next semester! I can't wait for that to happen.
Today though, I've just been lethargic. I was drifting in and out of sleep until Nolen called to tell me that he was buying tickets for us to see Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers at MIDNIGHT on Tuesday/Wednesday. Like, the very first showing of the 18th. At the Uptown Theatre! I'm excited! This is going to be great. The best movie of the year at the best theatre in the area with the best person to see it with. An excellent way to spend my last day in DC, I'd say.
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[07 Dec 2002|03:09am] |
Thursday: I had a SNOW DAY! It was great, I was in the snow having fights and stuff from 1am to 4pm. I saw the president, had lots of hot chocolate, participated in a 30-person snowball fight at the base of the Washington monument, went to a party, met some cool guys, got my report done, went over to Nolen's, got back together with Nolen, and finally, got treated to crab rangoon for dinner!
Friday: went to class, had hot chocolate, got a power nap, had dinner made for me, went to a party, hung out with GWU and Corcoran people in a mixed group, listened to some good music, got photos developed, going to bed now!
Tomorrow: Sleeping in, going to visit Nolen (he ordered me to, plus I need to return his socks) and getting Claire back from Mike (he's holding her ransom tonight).
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[30 Nov 2002|04:59pm] |
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I found a box in front of my apartment door last night. It said, in very neat letters, "Alana" and was taped shut with masking tape. I warily opened the box to find 12 unopened cans of beer. Last night nobody that I knew was home. Everyone was still away on vacation.
Welcome to my random little life.
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[24 Nov 2002|04:59am] |
Kind of a slow weekend, which I needed since I'm sick.
Saturday was nice. I went to an art festival in Gathersburg, MD, with Caroline. It was so...quaint! We were there at night, waiting for her father to finish up at his booth. He bought us hot apple cider and we wandered around looking at everything in the various booths. With the fall breeze, the friendly atmosphere, the crafty-type folk art, the apple cider...I felt right at home. It actually made me homesick just being there. on Friday I had gone ice skating at this outdoor rink near the Washington Monument, which had actually started the thoughts of home going in my head. I ended up coming back to the apartment and watching the senior video that my class put together, and tonight my friend Adrianne called me and we chatted for over an hour. It's snowballing into major homesickness...I'll be home on December 19th. 24 days. I'm ready!
Oh, good news on the roommate front: Ciana came downstairs to confirm that she's requesting to move in with Cassie and I next semester. Ciana is one of those people that I'm friendly with, but need to get to know better. Living with her should make her a better friend and ensure that Cassie and I don't end up with some freak to live with! Cheers!
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[21 Nov 2002|05:15pm] |
Today was a busy day! I overslept and was late for my writing class, but it seemed to be no big deal to the professor. After class I went out to Peidmont Plastic with Erin and Allen, which took 3 hours because it's so far out there on the red line. A guy from my design class recognized us at the metro and gave the three of us a lift from there to the plastics place, which was great because it was a half-mile walk! I got home and started to nod off, but Nolen called and prevented that. He wanted me to meet him at CVS so that he could return my video and so that I could help him pick out shoelaces. I did that, and he asked me about four times what I've been up to lately. I only gave him 20 minutes of my time and then I left, probably in too bitchy a manner. Then I DID fall asleep, and Cassie woke me up to go pick up David, Neetal, and Inna at the metro station. We waited for them and people-watched, and when they came we went to the Kennedy Center to see Emily perform, but we missed her. The people who I did see play were amazing, though. After that I watched TV with Erin, went to Tower Video with Cassie and Kendra, and now we're watching 40 Days and 40 Nights, and I'm chatting with Laura and Justin, who both go to my school.
Thrilling entries.
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[18 Nov 2002|10:33pm] |
My kitten is insane! She sleeps for two days straight, and then wakes up, bursting with energy. She's knocked over everything within her reach, she's taken to sleeping on my laptop, she drank the dishwater (eww...), she attacks invisible things on the wall, and she chewed up my roommate's slippers. Crazy Claire.
Crazy Claire needs her litterbox changed. Maybe this is why college students rarely have pets...as I've typed this, I had to get up twice to fix things that she's knocked over. Gaaah!
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[16 Nov 2002|04:00am] |
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I got the test results back from the hospital. I'm positive for mono! -_- Fuuuck. There's nothing I can do about it, either...just "take it easy and hope it passes in a month" the doctor said. I know where I got it, too. Arrrgh.
Erin cut my hair in the bathroom at 1:30 in the morning with a pair of dull scissors that belong to Mike. It's way too short. Makes my face look really round. I should have kept my long hair. I REALLY regret cutting it.
I went to Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets tonight with Rebecca, Whitney, and Jimmy. I thought it was cute...funnier than the first movie if nothing else.
Off to VA for the weekend. Joy.
This makes me want to do something. Something important and smart and meaningful...get involved in a way that a 19-year old girl in art school simply can't.
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[13 Nov 2002|10:57pm] |
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I'm sicker than I thought I was...my friend Caroline took me to the emergency room at the George Washington University Hospital last night, and I was there for five hours. They put me on an IV drip of...god only knows what. Drugs to hydrate me, keep me from being nautious, calm me down, etc. I even got painkillers for my throat on top of all that. They drew two vials of blood and did a variety of tests on me. The doctors think I have mono, but they won't know for sure until tomorrow. I definitely have pharyngitis and infuenza, though. (I'm told it's normal for college students to have multiple illnesses at once...fun.) Luckily for me, I have an insurance card that went through, so payment wasn't even a question. There were people going in there looking mauled that waited longer to get in than I did and were released sooner simply because they didn't have the insurance to cover much treatment. That's really scary.
I ended up calling my grandparents to have them come pick me up at 11:30pm. I spent the night in Virginia, and slept for 13 hours straight. I still feel like shit, though, and tonight is Cassie's birthday party. Tomorrow I have tickets to see a movie with Whitney. I have studying to do, and I can't miss any work. This sucks.
Birthday party for my roommate tonight.
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I'm so tired...there are always people over here, I really just need some time to myself. But when I AM by myself I get sad, so I end up surrounding myself with people which tires me out and makes me feel sick. Gaah!
Oh well. At least I have a cute, cute kitten.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) lightstatic came down here with his friend Neetal yesterday. I showed them the famous George Washington University hippo, which Neetal "broke in." Doesn't that hippo just look a little bit TOO happy...?
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I got my absentee ballot in the mail </i>one day</i> before elections. Shitty! The state of Maine had to send out new copies because one of the candidates died, so it wasn't me requesting my copy late, it was them being behind schedule. I got it filled out and in the mailbox yesterday, but I doubt it got through in time. Arrrgh.
This week has been good, even with the lack of Grumpy Boy in the picture. Why? Mostly because my friends are so absolutely amazing here, and I love them. I was in class today and I got voice mail on my cell phone from one of them reminding me about my meeting with one of my professors so I wouldn't miss it. That's just a sweet thing to do. I spend every night with them, last night I pulled an all-nighter with Erin, Cassie, Mike, and Caroline. Caroline and Cassie helped me cut out strips of bristol for my 3D paper sculpture project when they finished their projects. We had the strangest conversation and came to the conclusion that Erin, Laura, Cassie, Mike, Caroline, Chad, Andy and myself are a clique.
My roommates, however, are a different story. Tomorrow Cassie and I are going to student housing to put in a formal complaint about our third roommate. She was so hostile to me today that I almost smacked her. Cassie calls me to warn me that she's coming home so that I can leave, and neither of us is ever in the apartment until she goes to sleep.
The girl's gotta go.
(school is getting better too, I'm getting caught up with my assignments and my grade in Writing I is an A+. My new job at the registrar's office isn't too bad either)
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I keep forgetting to write in here.
I am getting a cat! A cat for my apartment! My roommates are agreeable, and Cassie and I are excited as all hell to get this kitten. It's going to be a gray tabby, 3 months old, female...what should we name her?
Friday I got dressed up to go to a formal dinner at my school, met up with Nolen, actually got him to come over to my apartment where he met some friends of mine and was rude to them, which resulted in me just ditching him to go to the dinner. I left early and my friends and I bought some things, and then Cassie and I woke up by walking Jen all the way home to Mass. Ave. When we got back I went up to Mike and Chad's apartment for awhile, and then we all walked to the park and amused ourselves. Following that, I fell asleep only to be woken up by Mike waving an onion under my nose. Saturday I did some homework, then I walked over to Mass Ave. to pick up Laura, and she and a huge group of people came with us. We had a party, with the crowd consisting of me, Erin, Laura, Chico, Craig, Ana, Liz, Allen, Cassie, Caroline, Drew, Whitney, Mike, Chad, and Corey. Chico and Allen bought us some more alcohol, and we also made waffles. Spent more time at Mike and Chad's, went to Tower and got movies, went bowling with Allen, Mike, Whitney, Laura, Erin, Cassie, and Chad, came home and watched Lolita with a group of people. Today I helped Erin clean, and then went with Caroline, Cassie, and Drew to southern Virginia, and we just now are getting back and plan to eat nachos and watch Ghost World on DVD.
It sounds like an active and fun weekend, and it was, but I'm still...sad, I guess. I have great friends, but they really don't help me feel better about what I need to do. We both want to break up, but it's still kind of sad.
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I watched the Smashing Pumpkins DVD that James lent me today, which includes every single music video they have. I'm in a big-time Smashing Pumpkins mood now, hence the icon switch. (the DVD is playing in the background of my screen right now, even. I don't want to return it to him!)
This weekend was so somber, though...I was with my friends, and one of my roommates actually had some girls from Johns Hopkins University staying in our living room for a few days, but I just felt disconnected from everyone. Feeling lonely in a crowd...? I just kept leaving everyone at odd moments to wander around the city. I saw Nolen on Friday night and that was really good, but he's been calling at the weirdest times lately...I dunno. Seeing him only between the hours of 1am and 5am doesn't do much for me.
I went to the anti-war protests on Saturday. I was on the phone with my friend Kat, and I heard them start marching by my window, so I ran out and followed them with her still on the phone. She got so excited when she could hear Jesse Jackson both through my cell phone and on CNN. It was the biggest protest I've ever been to, and it was interesting to see, but the enticing call of Erin's pancakes drew me home. So lazy, Alana. Other than that, I watched a lot of movies, shopped up in Georgetown, set fire to Erin's apartment, drank some, and avoided sleep.
I want to take photos of my apartment to show you guys. Maybe I'll borrow Caroline's digital camera at some point and take some shots. But I've got to go to bed now, I'm supposed to wake my friends up by 6:30 to make sure we're first to register for next semester's classes in the morning. First come first serve sucks.
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[10 Oct 2002|01:35am] |
You know how people put on fake personalities and put up walls to keep people from getting close? at what point do those barriers become part of your personality? I'm disturbed by his assumption that I'm cold and distant. At the same time I just want to yell "hypocrite!" but i never would. I feel like I'm being judged constantly when I'm with him. Sometimes we have a lot of fun. Sometimes we don't. Tonight was fine until the inevitable "deep talk" that comes every few days. I could really do without those.
After 6 days in a row of spending every evening with him...I'm turning off my phone. Let him have mood swings elsewhere. Besides, after six weeks of dating this guy, I'm feeling very left out of the college scene. My friends are going wild and I went and got with Mr. Brooding-Cool-Guy after just four days (literally) of living here. Maybe that says something about me wanting to settle down somewhat...I don't know. I think our new status as "dating" was only put in place because all of his friends and all of my friends were getting anxious to label us.
Relationships apparently have the ability to either make me extremely happy or down in the dumps - this relationship is manic, I get both highs and lows, and I really don't like it. Which isn't to say I don't like him, because I do - I just don't like the drama. I wonder if he's worth it.
Probably not.
And that thought makes me so sad.
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I went to graphic design class up in Georgetown today doped up on a whole cocktail of medicines for my cold. The entire 4 and a half hour session was just a fun, hazy little wonderland. So much so that I got back to my apartment and slept straight through my drawing class...no regrets there, though, that class is entirely too long. I'm told I missed absolutely nothing anyway, and tomorrow I have my writing class, which I enjoy.
New color scheme and user picture because I'm bored.
I haven't had any dreams since I moved here. It's very strange...is it because I'm so exhausted when I hit the sheets every night, or because I'm not reflecting enough? Usually I always have a dream that I remember.
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I'm sick...from exhaustion or germs, I have no idea. My friends are all completely frazzled too, so...who knows. yesterday I worked on my design project for 4 hours straight, and when Nolen called to ask if I wanted to come over and watch a movie, I needed the break. So I brought Sleepy Hollow over, we watched that and then talked for awhile, which was kind of nice. Really nice, actually. So I got home at 1am after some debate on my priorities, worked on my project until 3am, fell asleep and woke up on the living room floor at 5am when there was a commotion from the bedroom. (hmm!) There was a crash, Cassie yelled "shit!" and then the Spongebob doll started yelling "HI! I'm SPONGEBOB!" over and over again until I heard it smack against the wall. I chose not to ask what the hell they were doing. I worked on the project until 6am, fell asleep again, and woke up in time for class. 8 hours of classes today was pure hell because I just got sicker and sicker, but I couldn't go home because the painters were working on our apartment...so now, I'm just working on graphic design and letting my floormates use my printer. When everyone is gone, I'll take a bath and read some of 'All Quiet on the Western Front.' That will be my first alone time today.
So exciting. But yeah, every night is hectic, which is why I'm sick. And my freshman 15 seems to be going the opposite from the way it should be going...I've dropped into a size 5 and my roommate is giving me nutrition lectures.
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[29 Aug 2002|08:02am] |
I'm in the computer training course for my digital media design class right now. The instructor asked if anyone had a website and I raised my hand, and he had me go up to his computer and show everyone on the huge screen. I just about threw up because I'm so nervous. People were nice though, and some people pointed out that Malloreigh's site was also very nice, because I was showing them how hostees work and I clicked on her site.
College is so weird.
it's nice being online again, even if it's just in my school's computer lab.
the metro smells funny.
I turn 19 on Monday!
not living in hicktown is really nice/creepy.
people keep coming over, so I'll go now.
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No work! What the hell! I get there, I punch in my card and head to my section, and I run into my boss. "Oh, Alana." she says "you aren't supposed to be here today. And you didn't have to work Saturday either, your section broke down" Argh! Nobody called me to tell me this! No wonder I had nothing to do that night. They said my phone line has been busy but I know it hasn't been...when I asked when I'd start work again, she said she didn't know. "We'll call you." What kind of operation are these people running? I need to pay my first tuition bill in two days, and I'm going to have to borrow more money from Kevin than I thought I would...I hate taking money from friends.
Hey, Dave, do you think this is what the good moods were building up to? Hot...damn.
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Ciao, guys. Tomorrow I'm driving down to DC, spending the night at my grandparents, and then flying out to Minnesota. I don't know if I'll have computer access very much, and I'll be gone until the 17th. Family Reunions...ugh...at least I come from a big, overly-happy drunken Swedish/Korean family. Things can't really get too bad with that combo.
If everyone would go here - http://persephone.nu/misato/ - and click the banner that says "Neon Genesis Evangelion," I'll give you a cookie. Truly. (It's a favor for Barbara)
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Just one thing: When someone offers to be a designated driver for you, that doesn't mean they're a fucking Holiday Inn. If you don't dare come home to your parents drunk...then don't get drunk. Just because I come from the most liberal family ever doesn't mean I'll be your bitch, bitch.
And goodness, Dave-baby, you don't seem too happy. :D Why ever could that be? ;)
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If anyone has Showtime or HBO, they should watch Wonder Boys or Billy Elliot, two really good movies (in my opinion) that have been in heavy rotation lately. That's really all I did today, was watch them for the umpteenth time...oh, and I watched the giant electrical storm outside for about an hour. A bolt of lightning hit a tree about 100 feet from my house and snapped it in two. There were claps of thunder every three seconds, and the lightning was so quick that there were no breaks, it was like the whole sky was just on fire, screaming. It was beautiful.
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Dave: I know I can find away to cheer you up. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but someday when you least expect it I'll make such a complete ass of myself that you will have NO choice but to cheer up...someday...oh yes. It'll come.
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[11 Jun 2002|08:34pm] |
...okay, well that stung a bit. Thanks so much.
Honestly, I just don't get people. Social politics = irrelevant to me.
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[10 Jun 2002|06:12pm] |
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It's all over. They gave me my diploma, and they're not getting it back. I'm not nearly as sad as I thought I'd be.
So now I'm going to recount the story of my graduation weekend, for my sake more than anything else.
Everyone had their family parties on Saturday. I went to five of them, plus my own. (so much food...uuugh) At Anne's, I started playing with the little kids because I was bored, and this one little girl whispered to another something about me, and from that point on she insisted that I push her on the swings and played only with her. Finally, when I was ready to go she whispered "I know who you are...and I think it's really cool that you're here." I said "Okay...thanks." and she squealed, "You're a singer, right?" I said no, and told her my name was Alana. Her face dropped, and she yelled to her friend "You said she was Mandy Moore!" She was very dissapointed. I'd be dissapointed too if I expected Mandy Moore and I just got me. Anyway, I got my gifts for graduation too, which included a lot of money, art supplies for school, an IOU for a new computer, and a bunch of stuff for my apartment. I also got some really sweet cards from friends.
Saturday night I went to a party, which was so-so. Something bad happend, but I'll cover that later.
Graduation itself was okay. Kinda boring, actually
Directly following the ceremony, the people going on the class trip left. As the bus pulled out, our all teachers lined up, waved to us, and all in unison, smiled and gave us the finger. EXCELLENT.
The class trip itself was a BLAST. We spent the night in tents and went whitewater rafting, and I've never had so much fun in my life. All of my friends were in my raft, and we went insane on the rapids. It was a perfect day, and the entire area was just gorgeous. I've never been anywhere so beautiful...the entire 5-hour trip, we were dwarfed by Mt. Katahdin, Maine's largest mountain. It was just fantastic. I wish I could really show everyone how absolutely breathtaking the area was, I couldn't believe it. When we hit dead water, we all jumped off the raft and swam around in the lagoons. At one point, we found a hidden cove with sandy beaches and large white rocks circling a shallow area of dark water. It was so smooth there, with a light rapid flowing over it, that you could just slide down for about 100 feet on your butt, like it was a water slide. It was SO MUCH FUN. All of it. I'm really happy that I went.
The only low point was when we were on the bus, someone had moved everyone's things all of the arrangements were messed up. Nick moved Jeremy's bag over so I could sit by all of them, and he got pissed about it. So while we ate at the restaraunt, he took all of my stuff and threw it up front, breaking a few of my things. It was completely childish and pointless. A few months ago I would have probably just moped or something, but today...I just tore him a new one. I screamed at him, swore at him, and when I was finished, I simply slapped him accross the face with all my strength. The chaperone kind of gasped for a second, then just laughed despite herself. So did everyone else. (he's not a well-loved person) I'd been having that anger toward him building for 13 years, and I feel relieved to be done with it.
Besides that, my class also didn't have a perfect pre-graduation night. At the party I was at, one of my classmates was really drunk. I remember poking him and asking him if he was okay, and he said "Oh yeah, I'm perfect! Just a buzz." He's the same one who drove himself home from the barbeque drunk...and that night he did the same thing. Only this time he crashed his car. Matt found him and actually thought he was dead. His car was wrecked, but he made it out with only scratches. However, the state troopers also found him, and without going into details, I'll just say that everything he had planned to do this next year is completely shot. Such is life.
Anyway...I graduated. That's pretty much the gist of things.
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[08 Jun 2002|09:30pm] |
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"You're a cute girl."
I'll give you cute when I GOUGE OUT YOUR SPLEEN.
...never mind.
I graduate in 10 hours. So much to write, too little will to do so. (too tired) But some funny things happened. Apparently 8-year old little girls think I'm Mandy Moore. ;p
I'll recap in 3 days, when I'm done graduating and whitewater rafting and all that.
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[05 Jun 2002|03:47pm] |
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Tonight was the senior banquet and faculty roast, where the seniors and the teachers all get together and gorge on lobster, steak, and clams, while making fun of each other. I always kind of dreaded the banquet, because it involves the class presenting the class gifts, the class prophecy, and the class will, which are usually really, really mean. I was so lucky, though! The only thing my classmates ragged on me about was my habit to miss school...in a really cute way, actually.
Some of the prophecies were just like..."so and so ends up in prison" or "so-and-so gets pregnant. Period."
I guess I'm happy to be leaving highschool with the knowledge that my peers don't hate me. They didn't take a shot when it was presented to them! Whoo-hoo...
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[02 Jun 2002|07:02pm] |
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...I don't even know what I think about anything..
I need to try to be a better and be more accessable friend to everyone, or just break you all off.
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[02 Jun 2002|11:50am] |
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Today was the Baccalaureate Service. It was a little sad, but not half as bad as I'd have thought it would be. I read a poem aloud because I was forced to. They read some prayers for the class and such...people sang...everyone pretended to be sad.
Very exciting.
It was strange hearing the "hopes and dreams" that my classmates wrote down, though.
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[01 Jun 2002|08:40am] |
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The trip to Bar Harbor yesterday was so stupid and fun. I walked around with Nick, Anne, Sarah, 'Manda, and Adam. All we really did was shop and eat, and it was so warm that I was able to just walk around in a tank top and shorts. I bought a new book, which I know is just about the most exciting news EVER. We went to a "sweet shop" which was so nice. The store was full of homemade candy like saltwater taffy and fudge. I felt like a little kid being in there. I got a black rasperry ice cream cone, which was really big and really huge, because obviously that's not a redundant sentence.
Obviously!
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[30 May 2002|05:05pm] |
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Tomorrow my class is taking a trip to Bar Harbor. In Bar Harbor we shop, get tattoos and piercings, and hang out together "one last time." Yes, this IS a school sponsored trip. XD Bar Harbor is a fun place. Tourists dig it, at least. And they have about a billion ice cream shops, which is always a good thing.
Anyway, I encourage people to read this article from X-entertainment.com on the "wonder" that is Bar Harbor. It always makes me bust a gut, but then again, I'm easily amused. The article says that anyone from Maine would be offended by it, but I'm not. In fact I plug it as much as I possibly can. It's all true. Maine has Pepsi ads EVERYWHERE. Maine doesn't open until May 5th. Antique stores are thinly disguised "buckets o' crap' stores. "Beaver Fever" is a real illness. And that "no puffin' please' picture that they have on the top of it, my mother actually has on our front door. *nerd*
Though that store that they show the picture of, Cool As a Moose...is actually a pretty nice place. I always buy my sunglasses and rings there, and tomorrow I'll get earrings there for my new piercings. Oh yeah, babeh. I'm going to mutilate myself further with two new holes on the ears.
BEST DRAWING EVER.
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[29 May 2002|05:04pm] |
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My whole life I've been fuzzy as to what my first memory is. I vaguely remember being in a dark building, standing in a doorway, and looking out the door. The sky was cerulean blue, and there was just endless ocean, like the building I was in was built on stilts in the water. I always figured it had just been an early dream, especially when coupled with the memory of me coloring on the deck of this stilt-house, dropping my crayons between the cracks in the boards to 'feed the lobsters" because I didn't want them to bite me. I also remember being there, coming down the stairs at daybreak because I woke up earlier than everyone else. I went into a big empty room with huge windows and a small chest filled with toys. On that chest was a smiling fish, and that's all I recall. I always assumed I had dreamed it because it was so bizarre...
...except that today I mentioned the "dream" to my parents, and they confirmed it as an actual event. In 1985 my family had gone to a friend's beach house that was half-built in the water on Casco Bay, and my description of the doorway and the room with only a toy chest and huge windows were accurate. I was about 2 years old when it happened, and looking out that doorway and seeing nothing but ocean is definitely my very first memory.
My second memory is of me and my mother walking along the riverfront in Washington DC when I was maybe 3 years old, but that's not very interesting to describe.
Well, it's an exciting revelation for me. :D
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[21 May 2002|11:22am] |
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Today was the Red Cross blood drive. I helped out there registering people and signing them in, and then gave blood myself. I didn't think they'd let me because of my anemia, but my iron count was really good today. Donating wasn't a great experience though. The needle was in wrong, so my blood was flowing slowly. It took alomost 18 minutes to get a pint out of me. Add that on top of my extreme fear of needles, and I....well, I started crying like a little girl. But hey, that blood will hopefully help 3 people, so it's all worth it in the end, right? Of course. Everyone should donate blood if they're able. This was my 3rd time, I'm well on my way to getting a mug...or whatever it is you get when your card is filled.
I need a nap. And a fucking MUG.
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[14 May 2002|05:06pm] |
According to my peers, I'm worth $12.83 when sold at auction like I was yesterday. (rent-a-senior day at school, the underclassmen buy a senior at auction for a day of dress-up and book-carrying) It could be worse. Some people only went for $1. Others went for $30!
I'm almost a $13 woman. Meow?
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| Graduation, prom, art shows, oh my! |
[10 May 2002|01:05pm] |
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I got my cap and gown for graduation today. I can't believe I'll be a high school graduate in 3 weeks. Lindsey and I were trying the gowns and stuff on in the cafe today, just laughing at how lame we looked. Like little kids playing dress-up.
Tonight is the art show! My friends aren't in art, but they still helped set up. I don't have much in the show because I do more digital type stuff, so my friends found some Photoshop printout of my mermaid CG that I had laying around in the studio, matted it really quickly, and stuck it up on the wall. They even made a nametag for it. It doesn't match the other nametags, and it's hung crooked, but....awwww! Sometimes my buddies can be so sweet. I'm excited for the show, so everyone should come!
And tomorrow is the PROM. I'm not ready. I'll be booked from 2pm until 2am... I hate formals! Hate! Them! So! Much! And yet, I'm going. There will be a party at Shawn's apartment after the prom, Sarah is doing my hair beforehand, and I'm eating at Hing Garden with Anne, Nick, Sarah, Shawn, Matt, Monique, and Amanda around 5:30. Very exciting, oh yes.
Two weeks ago it was snowing. Today it's sunny, humid, and in the mid-70's. Maine weather is fucked!
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| The Big One Nine. |
[09 May 2002|05:02pm] |
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Happy belated birthday, dracolight! I'm sorry I kept forgetting to upload this. Yes, I kept the horse you drew. For what...2 years now? For forgetful me, that's a MIRACLE. You know I care and all that. Even if I am a "cruel, bitter, vindictive woman," right? Hehe!
I still need to send Carme her card and make Erin one, as well as everyone else who has spring birthdays. If I do these things within the right 3-month period of the holiday, I'm doing GRAND.
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[06 May 2002|02:32pm] |
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I'm home from the Youth in Government trip down in Augusta. It was such a long week...and so much post-worthy stuff happened. I'd just like to point out some main happenings, I guess.
- Anne, Amanda, Sarah, Matt, Adam and I went to see Spider-Man on Saturday. I liked it, although the Green Goblin wasn't my style. Tobey and Kirsten were great, and that kiss was pretty sweet. It stayed fairly true to the comic, if you ignore things like the web coming from his body and such. It makes sense for it to, though, when you think about it. I mean, he has spider powers, he SHOULD shoot web.
- Speaking of Spider-Man, at the cafeteria for the Maine State House the guy behind the register was dressed as Spider-Man, in a spandex costume. He said that his boss dared him to do it. :D it was pretty cool, and I have a photograph. *will scan*
- at around midnight, Maine's Senator, Susan Collins checked into our hotel, and we were all hanging out in the boy's room. When we heard she was there, we all ran out in our PJs and scared her. We got our photo taken with her...her in her red power suit, and us in our boxers and PJs. She was a little scared of us, I think. Anyone with common sense would have been.
I also took the Advanced Placement English test today. I couldn't remember how to spell the names of the characters in Crime and Punishment, so I referred to them as "main character" and "the prostitute" and the "drunk man" in my essay. Oh yeah, I am NOT getting college credit. Ha. No.
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| Fun and Movie Theatres |
[28 Apr 2002|12:33pm] |
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Well, last night was fun. I feel a little tired, but that will pass. It was really nice to just kick back and let loose. The only downsides to the evening were probably when I ran face-first into a tree branch, and when two of my friends had a raging fight with each other over breaking up, or not breaking up. In the middle of the street.
I'm going to the movies tonight, because the "local" (ie: 35 miles away) theater just opened back up. It closes for the winter because, you know, I live in hell. But now it's back, in all it's oldie glory. It's great, it's a one-screen theater from the 30's, tickets cost $4.50, food is priced cheaply, they have "boopsie" cola, and if there aren't too many kids in the audience, the man who owns the place will play the piano in the front of the movie screen. He lives right above it, which adds to the coolness. They also play movies later than they're released to the general public, so tonight is a double feature, The Lord of the Rings and Panic Room. Swankass. I haven't seen Panic Room yet.
Take the which Silent Starlet are you quiz!
I really enjoy the word swankass. too much.
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[27 Apr 2002|05:18pm] |
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Happy birthday to Dave and Carme. I love ye both and wish ye well. :P I have gifts for both of you which I'll post tomorrow because I'm heading out to go to a friend's party, and I'll get back...well, tomorrow. I just wanted to say happy birthday before it was too late, at least.
I went shopping today and got some nice new stuff. It's the first time I've been to a mall since September (I live in the sticks, after all) I didn't realize how much patriotic stuff had come out. Even the regular shirts that I got had "United We Stand" stickers on them. I love patriotism, but please refrain from selling it to me!
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[21 Apr 2002|12:26pm] |
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Kazaa is driving me nuts. I left my computer on all night trying to download the first episode of Hellsing (I'm curious about ep. 7 now, dammit) and it only made it halfway. About a half hour later, Kazaa crashed and lost everything.
I hate computers, why am I going to school for computers!?
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| hanging out on a saturday, stupid holidays, and death. (not all at once of course...) |
[20 Apr 2002|04:41pm] |
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My great-aunt has moved in with us for the long haul. I guess it was confirmed that she has bone cancer as well as breast cancer yesterday. My mother hasn't talked to me about it, but I've caught shreds of conversation between her and others that indicate that they've decided that it will be better to have her pass away in our guest room than alone in her apartment or in a hospital. My mother is just being somber about the whole thing, and I'm trying to just not be home as much as possible. Death in general is hard for me to wrap my mind around, so I choose to blatantly ignore it, even when it's right in front of me.
Sarah is home from New York, so today I went out with her and Adrianne. We ate at Subway, sat on the dike and talked to Chris and Jenny, bugged Chris while he swept driveways, went to the beach and walked around, and gave each other makeovers at Sarah's house. yay for being girly.
There's a party later that I may stop in at...I don't want to go alone though, so I'll maybe call Bryant and rope him into going. If nothing else, I can bring my camera and get more fun photos of people acting like absolute morons. I'm getting a large collection. and it's really quite a fun hobby.
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