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2006 3 July :: 11.29 pm
Okay, I can only handle putting down a few thoughts and realizations every day, cuz now that we’ve actually begun work Im gonna be SO BUSY. But first of all, I’m SOOO EXCITED for Italy vs. Germany tomorrow. They need to win. After that, they could potentially beat France because I think France’s victory over Brazil may have been a fluke. I didn’t see the whole game, but the one goal was just a random-bounce-off-the-leg. Which, mind you, was the only way Italy ever had a goal against them. So France could be really good, but not necessarily. Anyways, I have my outfit almost ready. Dark green shirt, white skirt, tomorrow I’ll pick up my red shoes (they better have my size or I’ll find some others), red belt and rose for my hair but maybe it looks too spanish but also red glass chili pepper earrings and a big red necklace. Oh and I have red lipstick. I’m SOOO EXCITED yes I already said that.
Now I’m sorta watching “Tango &Cash” which is a crappy cop vs. bad guy movie from the year I was born, with Sylvester Stallone and some guy I don’t care about and Terri Hatcher as the stripper and designated hot chick. But Stallone was definitely at his peak in this movie. I mean eyes don’t change but in this movie especially his eyes are so gorgeous… and he’s “speaking” Italian (I mean its dubbed. He probably can speak Italian. He better.) The rest of his face is pretty funny looking right now actually, but who cares about that. AHHHHHHHHHHH. You’d think I’d have enough with all the italian guys around, but no. Actually today I only saw like 3 hot guys I think, which is way down from the usual amount.
Also, as always, I am so sweaty. If I stayed in one place long enough I would drown. Want to know how much I’ve been sweating? (Yes, you do). I’ve been drinking probably twice as much water as I usually do and peeing the same amount. You wanted to know!
Another reason italian guys are awesome: they aren’t so insecure about their dicks that they need to drive a noisy escalade with 20 inch rims and spinners. Yeah, the people who can afford ferraris will buy ferraris, but otherwise no one fucking cares about what their car “says about them”. They’ll drive an old FIAT that could fit through their doorway AND THEY LOOK BETTER driving it.
Okay this is way too long but theres so much to say. But theres so many creepers here. The guys are either hot or creepy. And theres a kind of fine line between them.
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2006 2 July :: 11.28 pm
france? Okay… really? France? FRANCE? WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!?!?!
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2006 1 July :: 11.28 pm
I bought some useful things today: a pretty big flag, a bumper sticker, some other stickers, (you should know by now I was in a touristy area at one point), a gardenia, yummy Italian toothpaste, and I don’t remember what else. I think the gardenia’s named Alessandro, because after I bought it the movie Alexander was on, which is basically a few hours of colin farrell being a woman (with very bad highlights and an interesting mini skirt). And I’d already thought of this plant being given a man’s name even though it’s so delicate… well Alessandro works pretty well. I’m gonna have it for 5 weeks in my apartment so its not really a waste of money, and at the end I’ll give it to the receptionist at the Candia apartments because I met her today and she’s extremely nice, which is especially notable because she has a French accent. Hough-hough-hough (that’s my French laugh).
I love being here during the world cup. About half an hour before Italy played, the streets emptied out, and there were flags hanging out of windows everywhere (mine is sorta visible from the street but no one really looks 6 floors up.) After every goal I ran onto the balcony and could hear people yelling and honking horns and going crazy, it made me SO HAPPY. I was just so tired during the first half it was hard to keep my eyes open even though I wanted to so bad, and the only thing close to a dessert in the room was tic-tacs (the tropical cherry kind!) So my mom and I went up to the roof café and I got some sorta gelato covered in chocolate and it woke me up entirely. But where was del piero?? I never saw him, che peccato. People are singing “vittoria” now and waving flags around, its awesome. It looks like everyone is walking down to piazza del popolo, its basically a parade. They’re now singing the tune “seven nation army” I think, out of key and with Italian words, and I’m jealous cuz I’m just staring from up here and I also don’t know the words to that victory song. cant wait till the next game when I can run around outside with my roommates. Oh yeah, poor Argentina, but whatever. I’m pretty confident that Italy’s better than Germany… it would kick much ass if they won. Molto culo.
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2006 29 June :: 11.26 pm
Why is everyone in Rome skinny? I saw one fat person today and he could have had a tumor or some health condition, hes the ONLY one! My grandma’s pretty damn skinny and basically lives off of costco samples, and I think that’s where I get my wrists and arms from. Definitely not the rest of my body. I think I’m like 1.5 Italians wide. On the bright side, if it matters, almost every guy is gorgeous. Well I need to make some better calculations than that, while I’m up on my balcony during the day. But, at least, one in four is good looking. And good looking in Italy means VERY good looking, and also smoking, unfortunately. I’ve realized that I can measure distance in Rome by cigarettes on the ground. It’s just different for every area. Where I was there were about 10 cigarettes per square foot, so I passed up thousands.
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2006 10 February :: 10.59 pm
:: Mood: lonely
:: Music: pixzies (wow thats crazy)
my finger is cold
im drunk on sad. (its not a drink). i watched the last 4 episodes of arrested development with lizzie. then i drove home yelling to the pixies. now im lonely and my room is under occupation by A MOTH so im sitting in the hall (trying to drive it out towards the light but its not working). after school i tried venting to my mom and ended up crying and then she got bored of what i was saying and cut me off with "stop repeating yourself i know what you're going to say". and she TOTALLY didnt. overall a kind of depressing day although for a time i was very giddy... oh yeah it was like a 10 minute window after school.
if i could figure out how to do tremolo i would play the godfather theme on the mandolin to console myself, but i guess ill just try to get some english reading done.
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2006 4 February :: 10.31 am
my eyes font focuse focused and i sort of cant reed things on my computer... i mean it literaly took me 5 minutes to figure out what the words meant on my computer screen. i guess this is how migranes start? advile time.
edit: wow. that was not a joke at ALL. (reeeaaaally bad opthalmic migraine!)
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2006 29 January :: 11.59 am
"Ebola is often characterized by the sudden onset of fever, intense weakness, muscle pain, headache and sore throat. This is often followed by vomiting, diarrhoea, rash, impaired kidney and liver function, and in some cases, both internal and external bleeding."
i've had 8 of those, 9 if you count the blood in my eyes
yes ive tried eyedrops
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2006 12 January :: 9.37 am
question: why did i wake up at 8:20 this morning after the winter formal?
answer: PAIN.
my nose hurts, my head hurts any time i stand up, my eyes hurt, and my throat is obviously still HORRIBLE.
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2006 7 January :: 11.30 am
:: Mood: giggly
:: Music: well final countdown was in my head for a while although i dont exactly consider it a song...
why arrested development was amazing on monday
*george michael learns to express himself at the hippie school
"You don’t respect me. How can I respect you, man?" (to his dad)
*lindsay learns to cook
"It's hot ham water."
*GOB learns how to get big tips after he accidentally becomes a waiter
"If you didn’t have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn’t mind giving you a little sugar."
*tobias doesnt learn to stop filling envelopes with glitter
"The glitter queen struck again. Never hire Tobias Funke" -casting director
*maeby learns more reasons why her dad cant get an acting job
"Now what we do is we paint our lips Joan Crawford red, pop on a little blue eyeliner and then plant a lipstick kiss on every one of them."
*GOBs parents learn where he has been making money
"Is he following people to their cars again?" -george senior
*michael learns that his dad was "the muffin man" in the 70's
"And whatever happened to the Muffin Man? Remember him? I always pictured a giant six-foot muffin trying to eat me while I was eating him. It’s kind of a fantasy I go to a lot now."
*buster learns that lindsay would have been a better mother for him than lucille
"You gave us cereal in an ashtray." (describing the only time lucille cooked for her children)
*the show's writers learn how to improve the ratings
"Tonight: An Arrested Development you can’t miss. A cavalcade of stars. The shocking final moments will be presented live! And one of these people... will die." -announcement at the beginning
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2005 29 December :: 7.54 pm
another brief moment away from my applications
bag bag bag.
i have a new bag.
ITS AWESOME!
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2005 22 December :: 12.07 pm
UNIVERSITY OF CHICAGO!!! *raises arms steve-holt-style*
SORRY JAN I ALREADY HAVE A SAFETY, I GUESS I DONT NEED TO LOOK ANYMORE FOR COLLEGES TO APPLY TO THAT I DONT REALLY LIKE
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2005 21 December :: 8.40 pm
:: Mood: groggy
:: Music: smashing pumpkins
ive had a migraine all day
still no chicago letter
but theres always arrested development quotes
Michael: Gob, Steve Holt is your son. He probably just feels a connection.
GOB: He doesn't know what he feels. I'm tired of being told - my God. What is this feeling?
Michael: You know, the feeling that you're feeling is just what many of us call... a "feeling".
GOB: It's not like envy, or even hungry.
Michael: Could it be love?
GOB: I know what an erection feels like, Michael. No, it's the opposite - it's like my heart is getting hard.
Michael: Maybe you're ready to be a father.
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2005 20 December :: 9.28 am
:: Mood: ecstatic
:: Music: more godfather music
i got tired of waiting and finally called the admissions office...
MIT DEFERRED ME!!!
honestly, when i see the stats of other deferred people its just an honor. my essay must be good!
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2005 19 December :: 11.07 pm
:: Mood: every emotion bundled together doused in gasoline
:: Music: radiohead- creep (acoustic, to be precise)
college! woo!
ive literally snapped and gone crazy from being in a weird hyper state, expecting my important letters from colleges for a week now. i know i didn't get into MIT, but i'd be proud of myself if it was a deferral, and i really just want the frickin letter already. that was sent 2 fridays ago but supposedly they had mailing issues (and snow), but by now everyone has it anyways. then theres chicago, which im hoping is an acceptance letter, that everyone has already too. no mail for me. stupid fuckin PO box why cant i have a mailbox the post office workers are lazy whores. ffffpppggmotherfucker.
but speaking of rejection letters, i read that on the princeton app in the "a few details" section they just want you to be honest. who votes i do this:
*book- i may have to say kite runner just because of the part where the kid took out the evil guys eye, it reminded me of my favorite part of kill bill. sweetness.
*website- milkman dan comics... here
*recording (ivy-league for "cd")- blood sugar sex magik by red hot chili peppers. by far the best cd ever. don't even bother disagreeing with me.
*keepsake- a square of 4 little mosaic pieces i stole from pompeii... the last one left in this pretty broken up rubbley room and no one was around so i pulled it out of the dirt. it reminds me of pompeii :).
*movie- kill bill. see "kite runner".
*source of inspiration- talking to friends online late at night when i havent finished my homework
*news source- i dont religiously read one newspaper... i glance at the pictures in whatevers in front of me or sometimes read an article if the headline mentions murder
*2 adjectives your friends would use to describe you- weird, crazy
anyways now ive moved on to the godfather soundtrack... and its making me cry. not in a depressed way, just crying. im so glad i dont do drugs.
ps katherine and i had a very intellectually stimulating conversation that i wish i wrote about on the stanford app...
k: my mom makes ASIAN spaghetti
k: you can't beat that in terms of weirdness
a: hahahaha
a: welll you know what they say about marco polo stealing china's ideas
a: also i read (for italian homework) that italians didnt HAVE tomatoes until explorers got some from america
a: so like, 1500s
a: and if they got the idea of pasta from marco polo's trip to china that was probably 1500s right
a: what the fuck did italians eat before then?!!!
k: hahaha
k: those cheaters
k: i DON'T KNOW
a: i guess olives
k: olive sauce...
k: yummy
well now i have a research project for my "italian cultural studies" focus at columbia... or "italian studies" at berkeley... or archaeology/anthropology/ancient studies anywhere
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2005 17 December :: 10.50 pm
:: Mood: bored
:: Music: bullet w/ butterfly wings
wow
i am literally bored! amazing! of course i will start some new applications soon, and that homework i never got to, and that will all be super fun.
for now ill just read this book that seems awesome- The Dante Club, a murder mystery, it has a FUZZY COVER (aka what philip calls "matte") and whatsmore, theres blood spatters on it (printed on the cover, silly). so you know its good. so far it has been the most gory thing ive ever read. ill leave it at that.
... maggots!
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