kill the drama.: 08/01/2004

Tuesday, August 31, 2004

i love how its past 3AM and i just started writing a mini review of the punchline show to keep ppl happy.

so today aisha, maria, and i braved terrorist threats surrounding the republican national convention and a mini heat wave to get to penn station and take the LIRR to farmindale, LI. we got on the wrong train first and somehow got to the venue around 5.. riana got there at freaking 9:30AM and got to eat lunch with punchline and called me right after and we promptly had an 'aaahhhthatssofuckingawesomee' session. it was good good times.

got to the the downtown, found amanda, sed hi and all that good stuff after getting lost for a bit, and stood in the line with these two girls who were at the FOB KF show in june. i dont know what i thought of them. they were ok i guess. we saw paul peek out from the back and the two girls had this huge thing about whether or not to talk to him or drag riana out of the dressing room where the guys were playing poker. i cant play poker. random thought.

they let us in, and we kind of mingled throughout the first two opening bands.. both were kinda ska with the tubas and saxes and all that stuff. the first band was called blue barraccuda or something and i thought they were kind of a joke and got really tedious in a sense. i liked high school football stars better. i got annoyed with the taller of the two girls (ugh i forgot her name) cuz she was right up front and she was so mothering tall you couldnt see anything and my view was completely blocked. oyy.

uh i somehow got pushed onto the barrier before baysides set and got between these three guys that started shoving me so i yelled at them and told them to stop fucking shoving me and id get out after punchline so calm the fuck down. and they did. yay for that. bayside had some inflatable alien fetus in a jar with water and after their set, the dude next to me got it. so basically i was being sprinkled with water from that jar. it was hilarious tho, seeing this guy clutching a retarded alien creature in a broken jar. bayside was really good. when they played masterpiece i didnt know what to do with myself i was so happy.

while punchline was setting up i told chris we got him necco wafers [as usual] and he got this huge smile on his face and was like 'i love those!!' lol. the setlist: not afraid, heart transplant, GETTING THERE IS GETTING BY, open up, just getting started, a sharp is a flat. ugh and they didnt do play. bleehhh. steve totally pimped the top hat that he asked for and riana gave him. when he thanked her onstage me and aisha screamed like groupies for her lol. it was awesome. or asm. whatever. steve even wrote about it in his journal:

Monday, August 30, 2004
NEWSFLASH: I would like to thank Rheanna for bringing me a tophat to the show at the downtown. I dont know if I spelled her name right. I hope I did, Thank you so much. I have a top hat now... its official.

i have like two shots of paul cuz he was so damn far away. oy. steve came over to our side once and was like staring at the alien baby and i started to laugh cuz it was so pathetic. damn alien baby in a jar. i got FOOTAGE OF DANCING and pix on my dying camera... i kinda thought it was going to explode or something. steve slapped hands after the set and when he saw me he did an 'ah! you!' point. we rule the world, riana and aisha.

we got out before catch-22 and hung around the bathroom and merch area. i was so disgusting it was ridiculous. got merch (the punchline dance party shirt ive wated since who knows when), bumped into steve. got pix. he sed hed only take the pic if i wore the tophat. oy so i did. amanda wasnt feeling that great and i didnt know what to do. so we gave her a whole lot of hugs. hung out more. sang along to the catch-22 karaoke version of 'somebody told me'..watched in horror as a dance pit emerged. tried to find chris to give him the necco wafers. went outside and ended up talking to jack from bayside with riana. i look like a whore in the pic i took with him lol. found chris, pj, and steve in the back loading up the trailer. pj: 'hellooo ladies!' chris was ecstatic about the necco wafers and we ended up hanging around there for a bit kind of debating about how good they were. uh so lots of hugs and goodbyes ensued... chris loves his necco wafers far too much. pj was acting 'normal' again. i swear its his gf who makes him weird at shows. we left for the train station and ended up waiting aimlessly for like an hour. went back to the city and home.

i hate how i wont see them again until november for the mest tour. ugh. i cant go to the krome show on saturday cuz ill be camping out for marthas bday party in connecticut. blehhhhh. and i missed hipv today at the continental and i missing them tomorrow at the downtown. this isnt my week very much. punchline makes me so happy its sick.
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TBS+FOB+The Used.. all in one place. weird.
http://www.ticketmaster.com/artist/935865
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August 29, 2004
The VMAS
MTV IS OFFICIALLY DEAD.
Completely disheartened,Darren
Posted by DarrenRobinson at 11:44 PM

Monday, August 30, 2004

current annoyance. punchline is playing the downtown on long island at 6PM TODAY. hidden in plain view are playing the continental in manhattan at 7PM TODAY and the downtown TOMORROW. goddamnit people how stupid are your booking agents to do that to me. ugh. im not happy about it. aisha and i are going to see if we can catch both shows somehow. were both dreamers, what can i say?

im back in the city for punchline. going back to the burbs tomorrow night. life is grand.

the MTV VMAs were so mothering boring. i ended up watching mostly the olympic closing ceremoines and flipping back and forth to see what stupid hip hop or rap thing was on.

highlights: back to back 'rock block' with jet, hoobastank, and yellowcard. oh would you look at that, ryan doesnt look bored or dead when hes singing! i was amused at how he was about to cry when they won the MTV2 thing. hoobastanks set kinda sucked. personal opinion.

im excited for punchline. it should be good times. my mom wanted to come cuz of the republic nat'l convention blah blah blah but i convinced her otherwise.

my hair is really really boring. its so.. black. and thats it. fucker.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

i rolled out of bed and met chiara, ana, and cynthia up at marymont on 84th and 5th. we walked around for a bit and popped in and out of random delis before we ate at at one and went to loews to see without a paddle. wow ive never summed up a day in one sentence like that. without a paddle is the funniest thing ever. we sed bye and went home. where i did nothing.

so aisha might go to vancouver alone and see fob after all. i dont know how i feel about it. i want her to go because

1) its fully do-able.
2) shes might miss the december show and she has to see them
3) i dont want to be the one bringing everyone down
4) somehow she has more reason to see them than i do

but im also pretty torn about it. i dont know what to do with myself. i dont know what to think any more. part of me is kind of like 'FUCK IT youre seeing them in december any way.' but on the other hand its just really tearing me up inside. *emo tears*

my mother ruins everything.

im not a happy camper.

Tuesday, August 24, 2004

i need (more) sleep, as much as i can possibly get before the school year from hell comes. this is completely ridiculous.

yesterday jenny and martha coaxed me out of bed and i went to jennys at 4-sih. we got pizza, and went to a 7-something showing of the notebook. its the best movie ever. i love chickflicks, just not bad ones. we stopped by blockbuster and got quills, murder by numbers, and the first tape of the first season of queer as folk (cuz we love hal sparks way too much).

went back to jenny's, saw murder by numbers. it wasnt that great. ryan gosling was, but the rest of the movie kinda sucked. i thought the plot would be better. and i hate sandra bullock cuz she plays the same role in every movie and shes so irritating.

quills is the most amusing movie i have ever seen. it makes you yell at the television and laugh and scream and all that good stuff. jenny was badly jetlagged from sweden so it was basically me and martha yelling at geoffrey rush and joaquin pheonix. and the porno. mmmm.

slept at 4. got up at 8 to watch queer as folk. its a bit hardcore. just a bit. no wonder it was on showtime. hal sparks is god. we love him. the dude who played brian was so hot. oifnisdf. he reminded me a bit of ashton kutcher.

slept more. martha left. jenny and i were half passed out on beds. it was pretty bad cuz i kept randomly waking up to look at my cell phone at the time then falling back asleep. finally got up at 2. hung around. left. met rhia at loews to see the village. it was worse than i expected. adrian brody is awesome as a retard. and i unintentially had a joaquin pheonix filled 2 days.

i fucking rule at life. i knew that diane kruger was in both wicker park and national treasure.

Sunday, August 22, 2004

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so we were supposed to take a $320.49 plane trip (round trip) to vancouver for the FOB/TBS/MBR date, but my mother really rained on our parade. it fucking sucks cuz it worked out PERFECTLY. we even had a aplce to stay (at aishas cousins house). ugh to the fullest.

call me "out of control" again and youre going down. im fucking serious. and i dont need to deserve every single motherfucking thing i get.

martha wants me to go 'all the way' downtown to hang out and see a movie. BLEHkjsbfsiudfvdsui. im so lazy i dont even want to move for one of my best friends.

and i havent gotten my fob poster yet and its starting to bug me. the post office had best not have lost it.

edit: williams is back. WOOT. she said danielles friends were kinda hostile. and she brought us cheese. can i get a FUCK YES.

the my chemical romance show was tonight. why didn't i go? cuz my mother decided i go to "too many shows". so i was constructive today so i lazed around and slept and watched television. it was good stuff. i blasted their cd to console me. blehh. michelle (_broadcast) went and met them all. envy times infinity. but no pix cuz she didnt bring a camera (u unassuming poop lol). sighs. MUST CATCH THEM IN OCTOBER.

Saturday, August 21, 2004

i went to bed at 4AM last night and got up at 5PM today. it was truly good stuff cuz ive badly needed sleep for a month or so. i lazed around. i got a call from martin about the higher english reading lists or something and i freaked the hell out. reading lists?! i really doubt we have required reading. we're recommended books to read so we dont forget how to but thats it. damnit... and i have to start some sort of SAT/PSAT prep course cuz i have NOTHING.

- i wish i was going to canada with amy.
- when the fuck is aisha coming back.

i want to get the new head automatica album 'decadence'. i probably misspelled all of that, didn't i...

Angrylittleme [12:05 AM]: alot of ppl actually knew it was petes bum.
Angrylittleme [12:05 AM]: how? i know not.
JewelPretzle [12:06 AM]: ew theyre freaks
JewelPretzle [12:06 AM]: i wouldnt have been able to tell
Angrylittleme [12:06 AM]: lmao
JewelPretzle [12:06 AM]: i was gonna pinch it again but i was distracted
JewelPretzle [12:06 AM]: so i messed up his hair instead
JewelPretzle [12:06 AM]: lol
Angrylittleme [12:06 AM]: lol u shouldve done it when he mentioned u as his prom date
Angrylittleme [12:06 AM]: u shouldve been like ur damn right
Angrylittleme [12:06 AM]: *ass slap*
Angrylittleme [12:07 AM]: for affection
JewelPretzle [12:07 AM]: lmao
JewelPretzle [12:08 AM]: ahh that pain from being kept from the things you want
JewelPretzle [12:08 AM]: phelps, wentz
JewelPretzle [12:08 AM]: lmao
Angrylittleme [12:09 AM]: LOL DAMNIT JULIE
JewelPretzle [12:09 AM]: lmao theres someone who lives aorund here with the name wetnzlaff. which is a mix of petes last name and mine
JewelPretzle [12:09 AM]: lmao
Angrylittleme [12:09 AM]: lol its fate

Friday, August 20, 2004

blogger fucking deleted my last entry. grrrr.

i went to columbia again today to go to some college application seminar at havermayer. aeli called me in the middle of my subway ride and i missed the call cuz i had no idea i could even recieve calls there... t-mobile sucks and i cant even get good service at home. but on the subway?! right. so i got to the hall and promptly freaked when i saw it was one of those MASSIVE lecture halls with seats going upwards like a freaking mini amphitheatre. chiara, aeli, ana and ppl yelled for me to go up to the top so our whole class was sitting together cuz were cool like that. even if they made us move later.

the semiar thing was pretty cool. very informative and funny when we were joking about this sample application about a hick girl from wyoming who was called stupoid by her teachers and listed breeding sheep as a skill. ana's "hot guy" was there and kept trying to act like the stud HES NOT. he was an arse to chiara.

there was a barbeque afterwards, so chiara, aeli, cynthia, ana, and i got food and sat in the shade. soon our whole class was there eating and exchanging emails and being picture whores times ten. good times. sophia got her lip pierced and it looks quite cool. ppl started leaving and it was all sad and such. i loved our class.. we went with laurence, max, john, and jacob to learner hall where we found out (ON THE LAST DAY OF COLUMBIA CLASSES MIND YOU) that there was an arcade there. fucking bastards for not telling us. dean was there, and all of us crowded into the arcade and played racing games. all the guys left except laurence, so we all hung out then went on the subway. there was a really hot guy on the subway but i dont think anyone else noticed.

laurence left, so it was the four of us [aeli: "and then there were four..."] in times square. went to starbucks. saw little black book. its the worst movie ive seen in the past few months. it was terrible. brittany murphy was funny sometimes, but by the time the tell-all talk show part started, we all wanted to walk out. ughh

michael phelps swam his last swim today. hes supposed to have one tomorrow but he gave it to that idiot ian crocker. blehhh.

its almost 4AM. my lips are so chapped its incredible. i cant breathe thru my nose. I CANT FUCKING FIND MY CHAPSTICK. WHY THE FUCK ISNT IT IN MY FUCKING BAG?!

one of my worst nightmares in coming true:
http://www.absolutepunk.net/showthread.php?t=45599
the comments are awesome tho, lol.

last day of classes at columbia. WOOT. i have to go back tomorrow for some college thing and a barbeque and see everyone before we never see each other again. DAMNIT I HATE GROWING SOMEWHAT CLOSE TO PPL THEN 'LOSING' THEM. cuz well all go back to our own lives, etc.
math test, easy stuff. OED for critical reading was shit. ate at M2M with chiara, ana, aeli, cynthia for the last time. watched funny version of othello. i talked to dean for the first time in like a week lol. became semi picture whores. came home, watched band dvds and phelps swim. hes fucking awesome lol. slacking is good.

amy is going to canada tomorrow. i want to go. my teacher derrick is canadian. we bonded over that lol.

Thursday, August 19, 2004

ana: "boy: mom, people at school call me a backstreet boy. mother: who does? boy: 'Everybodyyyyyyy'." LOL

Wednesday, August 18, 2004

i have one more day of classes at columbia and two more final projects due. i stayed up till 4:15 AM working on my fucking philosophy annoted biblio and presentation. i need to fucking review for my math test. FUCK. and i need to do this damned othello essay for creative reading. im going to really miss my class: aeli, cynthia, ana, chiara, greg, max, sophia, jane, laurence, etc. maybe even jacob lol. i know its only been three weeks but theyve all grown on me. i like how just today i realized sophia's tattoos were real. LOL. ill miss greg falling asleep in class, anas endless laughter over NOTHING, our little lunch breaks, jacob being a smart ass, etc. big sighs again.

on another note, olympics swimming is fucking. awesome. michael phelps is god. a problem that is emerging is that i started getting really into races, to the point of yelling at my television :X

I HATE PADS. die die die die die dieeeee.

"boyang is a pussy and amy is a dick."

i want to fucking go to fucking sleep but i fucking cant cuz my fucking project isnt done. i hate annotated bibliographies. i hate rousseau and philosophers and my boring as fuck teacher. my eyelids are half closed. fuck this shit.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004

http://admin.warpedunwired.com/frontend/weblogs/postGallery.php?weblog_post_id=89&index=20
FOB's crowd around the Volcom Stage. like 3,000 kids. INSANE. they had to stop after like 2 songs cuz the stage broke.

tomorrow is the Buffalo, NY Warped date with the best line-up EVER. including fall out boy. and i cant go cuz

a) its more than 6 hours away from manhattan
b) i have two final projects that arent even halfway done cuz i cant focus and am too distracted by the olympics.

fuck.

fuck.

FUCK.

Monday, August 16, 2004

loong day at columbia with my head in the clouds and awake. phelps love lol. four final projects due but it hasnt hit me yet im going to fail them.

i got my FOB tickets today for the NYC show. i rule at life.

i feel bad for (you), aisha. your timing is bad. things you missed/will miss:

-Warped Tour
-Fall out boy hotline
-December FOB tourage

etc. sighs.

i hate when youre really caught in the moment, do a huge blogger entry, then somehow it mysterious deletes.

i spent my day doing hw, watching michael phelps swim his speedos off, and other olympic stuff. anyway, after i watched the US get bronze in the 4X100 relay race (i wasnt happy about that. death to the dude who swam first), i called amy and started spazzing. amy, on the other hand, was thoroughly hornified by michael phelps and heard nothing of the bronze. only of his bronzed body. LOL i suckk. anyway. i think she was on something (i think i was too) cuz she had been pulling weeds out of her lawn the whole day, and towards the end they found actulaly weed, like marijuana in front. LOL. jokes about nature ensured. laughter for half an hour straight after random promos with thorpedo and phelps popped up, followed by silly men running around.

quotes.

"ooh!! a mushrooooom!!! lets kill it! [obscene sound effects]"
"haha you want a forest" "four-some??" "no you fucking idiot, FOREST"

i love amy when shes high.

Sunday, August 15, 2004

current annoyances.

1.) i called the FOB number again cuz tiggs told me to. dan picked up.

dan: fall out boy hotline!
me: hey!
dan: hey!
me: i see youre still picking up the phone..
dan: haha yeah.. youre gonna be stuck with me for the next hour or so
me: haha that sucks
dan: ohhh so you dont want to talk to me? i could just block you or something (mumbles) *click*
me: lol hello?

that was weird. i called back and no pickup. this is irritating. i didnt mean it in the sense 'ohgod its YOU not PETE' but like 'oh that sucks u have to pick up and talk to annoying ppl like me and u cant just let FOB pick up'. oy.

2.) at warped, i had 3 rolls of film. two spare, one in my camera. when i finished with the roll in my camera, i switched it with an empty roll. when i finished with the second roll, i didnt know which of the remaining two rolls was new. STUPID MOVE. why? BECAUSE THE FIRST ROLL HAD MY MOMS PIX WITH TOM CRUISE. i guessed that one was the new one cuz it was on the bottom of my bag with the top still attached.

cross my fingers i guessed right.

3.) final projects for columbia. i dont get 2 of my classes. math theory or something and 'study skills' turned philosophy class. i dont know what to do with my final project, i have no idea what to research and its just all confusing me.

i was waiting for the M16 after my piano lesson when i got bored and spontaneously decided to call the FOB number pete posted on the tour journal. i expected some voicemail thing to start like it did yesterday. instead, i got this after two rings:

voice: fall out boy hotline...!
me: (cautious pause) hey... is this pete? (it sounded like him)
voice: nope, guess again
me: joe?
voice: guess again.
me: (laughs) haha i dont like this game anymore
voice: (laughs) hold on ive got a call waiting, probably another one of these...

click. hold. hang up a few secs later. so i called back. after one ring:

voice: hey, fall out boy hotline!
me: hey who is this?
voice: its dan!

soo dan and i chatted for like 5 mins about canada, touring, etc.

me: where are the guys?
dan: uhh theyre running around... maybe theyre eating and meeting kids and suff like that.

me: you guys should mock canadians by saying 'eh' after every sentence
dan: haha we did. everything people say about canadians is true, and they do say 'eh ' after EVERYTHING.
me: haha i knew it.
me: how is it up north?
dan: eh....its ok. montreal and toronto were pretty cool i guess
[ramblings by both of us about moose and maple syrup]
dan: are you coming to any of the warped dates?
me: i cant..i live in nyc and u guys are going to buffallo and its like 6 hours away and i have classes...
dan: ugh that sucks
me: my friend tiffany went tho, to the PA warped date, did u see her?
dan: what does she look like?
me: she s kinda short.. hung out with chris the whole day at the merch area...
dan: ohyeah i mightve seen her...
me: my friend and i want to fly out to vancouver to see FOB.
dan: wow really? you mean on the taking back sunday tour?
me: yup
dan: that would be so awesome
me: yeah... cuz if we dont the next time we see fob is in december and thats really far away
dan: it is... it would be really cool to fly out, tho

we sed bye a few mins later. it was lovely. obviously not as great as ppl who spoke to pete and joe or andy or patrick, but still fun.

according to my blogger counter, i have 998 visits. cool stuff considoring the fact i dont plaster the fact i have a blogger everywhere. well on my lj theres a link but w/e.

my dad put the michael phelps TIME issue on my side of the table. i bet u my mom is behind it lol.. taunting me like that. DIEE. i just realized i cant swim that well. i can stay up and go across the pool a few times...and do flips underwater, but i cant do the breaststroke to save my life.

i got AIM to work. all is now right in the world .

Saturday, August 14, 2004

so pete put up some number on the FOB TOUR JOURNAL:>

"--Saturday, August 14, 2004--
answer the phone, I know that you're home.
So samsung gave us some phones to use. I want you to call me and tell me everything. So it will be up in the next day or so for a week. Ill probably be alseep a bunch and eating sometimes but otherwise: 312 351 0493
-peterpan
posted by: tbok at 3:38 pm"

tiggs furiously IM's me with at least 100 OMG's and sed she talked to Andy for like 10 mins about random stuff. i gave it a call but some voicemail thing came up and sed that a voicemail service wasnt connected. im so confused...

Angrylittleme [10:52 PM]: it didnt work
Angrylittleme [10:52 PM]: o well its ok
Angrylittleme [10:52 PM]: ive talked to them on the phone before
Angrylittleme [10:52 PM]: i guess theyre talking to other ppl?
Angrylittleme [10:52 PM]: what u guys say?
homesick hearts [10:52 PM]: they are loading the van
Angrylittleme [10:52 PM]: and its andy number...?
Angrylittleme [10:52 PM]: ah
homesick hearts [10:52 PM]: no
homesick hearts [10:52 PM]: its a fob phone thing ungh
Angrylittleme [10:53 PM]: u mean that promo thing
Angrylittleme [10:53 PM]: like this phone has been used by fob, win it!
homesick hearts [10:53 PM]: no
homesick hearts [10:53 PM]: i cant explain it
homesick hearts [10:53 PM]: iam spazzing go read their tour journal
Angrylittleme [10:53 PM]: i did!
Angrylittleme [10:53 PM]: hold
Angrylittleme [10:54 PM]: well tis not the andy number i have
homesick hearts [10:54 PM]: ITS NOT ANDYS NUMBER
Angrylittleme [10:54 PM]: no i know!
Angrylittleme [10:54 PM]: just chekcing
Angrylittleme [10:54 PM]: so what u guys talk about?
homesick hearts [10:54 PM]: IM SPAZZING
homesick hearts [10:54 PM]: CANADA
homesick hearts [10:54 PM]: AND BEING TIRED
homesick hearts [10:54 PM]: ANDT THE COLD
homesick hearts [10:54 PM]: AND THE DRIVE THERE
homesick hearts [10:54 PM]: OMGOMGOMG
Angrylittleme [10:55 PM]: i wanna make kanuk jokes
Angrylittleme [10:55 PM]: aww yay!
Angrylittleme [10:55 PM]: how long u talk?
homesick hearts [10:56 PM]: LIKE 10 MINUTES
homesick hearts [10:56 PM]: I CANT BREATH
Angrylittleme [10:56 PM]: wooow
Angrylittleme [10:56 PM]: so tell me everything
Angrylittleme [10:56 PM]: TYPE TYPE TYPE
homesick hearts [10:57 PM]: OMG
homesick hearts [10:57 PM]: OMG
homesick hearts [10:57 PM]: IM DYING
Angrylittleme [10:57 PM]: ahh

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Your internal clock is permanently set to know when Alternate Side of the Street parking regulations are in effect.

You know what a bodega is.

You know how to fold the New York Times in half, vertically, so that you can read it on the subway or bus without knocking off other passenger's hats.

Someone bumps into you, and you check for your wallet.....

You cringe at hearing people pronounce Houston St. like the city in Texas

Film crews on your block annoy you, not excite you.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from NYC.

__________________

the saddest thing is that MOST of these are true... i think like 4 dont apply to me lol

FROM: http://www.blogthings.com/wherefrom.html

i f-ing missed ian thorpe and michael phelps swim cuz i was sleeping. phelps won a gold medal for the 400 meter i think. well thats lovely. and i didnt see it.

mmm so i watched 4 or so hours of the Olympic opening ceremonies in Athens...it made me really really happy for some reason. like i almost melted.

point one. i like swimmers. i.e. ian thorpe (i forgot about him for a while...) and michael phelps. bless those commercials. neither of them showed up at the ceremony cuz they were resting i think...theyre both competing tomorrow.

ohboy when the winter olympics come round marf and i will be ga-ga over speed skaters again :-/

point two. what the FUCK were the producers on when they decided to have bjork sing and then have parts of her dress that looked like a map of the world almost suffocate the athletes!?

anyway. you know its bad when you spend 20 minutes trying to scour your house for coffee mate and when you cant find it you cant drink your tea.

NOTE: my AIM is fucked up. i cant see my buddy list for some stupid reason so i cant IM ppl...unless i do it from angrylittleme but thats so annoying. bleeh. IM: jenniee1250.

Friday, August 13, 2004

im so tired. aim is being quite the fucktart and i cant see my buddylist. i need to get my FOB tickets. we unintentionally followed ana's 'HOTGUY' to the subway. hes really not that great upclose. he looks like trent ford from far away, but not so much when ur standing next to him. sophia was going to virginia to see her guy friend who sent her a picture of his dick and was going ot cook her dinner. go figure. i sent julie a $20 money order for FOB shirts.

julie- can u get my friend any one of the limited edition shirts (like FOB MAKES SHIRTS! one) in a YM. and get me a FOB is for lovers shirt? i still dont have one :X

its 2:45 AM. i have less than 600 words. but it amounts to roughly 2 1/2 pages. FUCK THIS SHIT.

Thursday, August 12, 2004

its past 10PM and im not even close to finishing my 4-page DOUBLE SPACED tiananamen square essay for derrick. shitshitshit. sophia and i had a mini bonding session during lunch over HIM and random stuff. i saw ana's hot guy and he really does live up to our nickname.

i need sleep. i took a nap during my 2 1/2 hour free with cynthia. i was out cold for like half an hour. at least i wasnt alone; in reading, none of us were attentive so the teacher gave us a 20 minute break to recirculate blood to our brains or something. i was convinced greg was on something cuz he was acting WEIRD.

and also. i have no fucking clue what i have to do for my final projects for reading and study skills (turned philosphy course).

ive had mcdonalds twice in two days. something is terrible wrong. aisha called me and we talked for like 20 mins. i miss her like crazy.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

"Story Of The Year will headline the second Nintendo Fusion Tour, which will also feature Lostprophets, My Chemical Romance, Letter Kills, Anberlin and Autopilot Off. The trek begins Sept. 18 in Phoenix and will encompass 37 dates, some of which are not yet finalized. Taking Back Sunday, Fall Out Boy and Matchbook Romance will join the tour for an Oct. 7-8 stand in Seattle."

this only slightly infuriates me.

i told my mother that i wanted to go see taking back sunday and she said 'jen...youre so into your bands i dont know what to do with you..you know, in the 70's, girls used to be RAELLY into bands and...'

i went into my room before i heard the rest and yelled 'IM NOT A DAMN GROUPIE!!!' i mean seriously, people, if you saw me would you think 'like omg look at her shes such a little whore... cover up man!'

anyway. it was weird today the number of comments that i got about my fob shirt (the one with pete as a vampire). and ive worn this a million times before but all the comments flew today. sophia, this girl in my class sed she loved them and she saw them in maryland or something. and the library boy asked me about it. and the girl at daily download where i went to see tbs but went home cuz
1) it started raining like hell
2) i had a shirtload of hw.
3) i couldnt take the girls with miniskirts yelling 'omggg adam!!!'

i miss my friends. i miss annie cuz shes back in hongkong. jennys in sweden with danielle. marf's in canada. haifa anwar and tima are in their countries. maria and aisha are in barbados. nora is in lebanon. and everyone else is away. FUCK THIS SHIT.

dan lied not about the transition cd. good stuff i got it.

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

normal day at columbia. i was awake most of the day. my classes make me space out. tiggs was at warped PA today avec Nel. jealous i am. she was awesome and got me merch. i think she hung with pete, andy, patrick, and joe. i wish i got a call. or a text. love of my life.

my moms letting me go to the FOB show. i wanna go see blindside on the 16th but its a monday. i wanna see lps/soty/mcr/anberlin on oct. 26th but its a tuesday. die.

edit: after warped, in the parking lot, this dude named justin snow ran up to us and started begging us to buy his band maverick's cd and it was hilarious. like he kept begging me and wen i was about to buy it jenn did. it was funny stuff. 'were being fed by yellowcard tonight, but we need money to feed ourselves!" after buying: "you guys are kinda cute.." me: dude shush not now. justin- 'you guys dont want to party with yellowcard???"

soo friday, after columbia i went to uncle rays office to get a ride to jersey with them. while i waited, i popped by marthas and we hung out for a total of 5 mins cuz i had to leave and she was going to kanukland.

satuday. spent the whole day online and bored shitless. watched forensic files and almost shit on ourselves after watching this one on fundamentalist man john list and his fucking scary homicidal self. Amy and i were cowering in the corner and couldnt even move to turn off the light cuz we kept scaring each other by repeating quotes. "mother is still upstairs...she was too heavy to carry downstairs..." kjdfksjbdfk -shudder twtich-

sunday. waaarrrrpppeeddd tooouurrr. amy and i left the house around 8 or 9 and went to jenns. her dad drove us to the place and we got on line..and almost froze to death. amy and jenn started slapping each other and making squeaky noises. i pretended i didnt know them until amy slapped me and slapping ensued three ways. i called riana and we met up near the front of the line. goooood stuff. riana and her friend went off to get tix, so amy, jenn, and i conversed with her two friends as we all died of inhalation of cigarette smoke + pot + essence of porta potty.

after an hour and i half, they let us in and we walked across the HUGE parking lot. checked out the big fat inflatatble schedule and i being a freak i am wrote down the stages, times, and bands in order that i wanted to see. that piece of paper saved our asses.

we saw RUFIO first (they were awesome). i only knew 'in my eyes' 'above me' and i think one or two more from the 'perhaps...' album. the rest were from their most recent album i dont have :-/

made our way over to the maurice stage to see ALLISTER. my love-band. amy and jenn were pushed back by a mini circle pitt while i soved my way to the front barrier. hells yes. yelled along to 'somehere down in fullerton', 'flypaper', etc. that was the start of my sunburn.

Taking back sunday had a signing at 3:30 but we figured it was hopeless anyway, so we went to the Story of the Year stage. that pitt was fucking. insane. we were really close to the front, and when they came out people shoved like there was no tomorrow. i stayed up the whole time and got spun around a million times and lost jenn and amy. crowdsurfers kept FALLING ON ME (tall guys arent always dependable...) and it was so hot a couldnt breathe at a point cuz my face was in someones back. i made a split second decision to get out during 'anthem of our dying day' cuz i coincidently didnt want to die for a band thats not even in my top 20. :X there were SO MANY PEOPLE at soty's set! it took me so long to get out and the sea of people never ended. i had to shove and this one guy was really cool and yelled 'GUYS LET HER THE FUCK THRU!!!!" and went with me thru for a bit. good guy. and this bastard was like 'suck it up, pussy!' so i made a point of jabbing him in the rib as a passed.

i SOMEHOW found amy and we went to see matchbook (jenn was still in the soty pitt). i was surprised alot of ppl were at their set. judas wasnt there cuz he had tonsillitus/laryngitus, so andy, aaron, and ryan ended up doing an acoustic set. a girl behind us passed out from heat stroke and her eyes rolled back and it was freaking scary. they threw water into her mouth and she was revived but i was still kinda shaky. i was wondering why some guy didnt pick her up and carry her out or something. whatever. they did a really great set. there was this dude that looked exactly like jason vena sitting next to aaron and amy and i culdve sworn it was his cousin or something.

went to the allister signing at the slim jim tent. amy ate so much slim jim it was sick. thank god winterfresh was giving out free samples.
jenn: amy look! theres a slim jim down there between that guys feet!
amy: what?! where???
jenn: over there! and its UNWRAPPED!
amy: ahh! (lunged) (ate it)
saddest thing in my life.we got pix (i think i have like 3 of the same cuz we didnt hhink the camera worked...but it did) and kyle and scottie were really nice.

we split up after we found jenn cuz i wanted to see Motion City soundtrack and jenn and amy wanted to see sugarcult (i did too but was in more of a mood for MCS). i caught three songs and discovered the cute jason vena lookalike is their keyboardist who is fucking insane. i knew two songs thanks to aishas iPod lol. i ran over to the sugarcult stage and caught half of pretty girl before running to the tent to see the SOTY signing and MAtchbook signing.
"i love matchbox!" girl 1: 'wheres the lead singer!?"
girl two: "he has laryngitus you idiot!"
us: well gosh he mustve had that to sing fine thru the entire set...fuckers...

i couldnt be bothered to stay on the HUGE soty line, so i snapped pix of Lips and co. (lol timaaa) and ran to the matchbook line. yeah i was running around like a chicken without its head. i was a nervous wreck cuz i didnt know which of two rolls was a blank roll of film, and was worried i was taking pix over tom cruise pix. amy and jenn met me on the line and we waiting for a while for the line to move (and amy oogled her bum off at ryan). so we got stuff signed...talked to ryan about judas and the TBS west coast tour for 0.23498 seconds. it was nice.

the saturday call wentz nicely. all one minute of it.

saw part of new found glorys set...arkham...i loved all the bands i saw on the volcom stage. which BTW FOB PLAYED in PA. more later tho. think think who else did i see..mhm. i saw the lead singer from sugarcult and nobody else noticed till i was like 'LOOK ITS THE SINGER FROM SUGARCULT!' i rule at life. i saw guys from hipv. amy oogled at spencer. bought $80 worth of merch. dan from transistion best have not been lying to me. it was a good cd, tho.

amy and jenn wanted to get to the TBS stage early (see anti-flag before them, too), and i desperately wanted to see hidden in plain view, so we split up. i ended up catching the LAST SONG OF UNDEROATH b4 hidden in plain view. diiieee. i love them. watched hipv set up...i was right up from. knew the words to songs i d/l-ed lol. 2 were new and sounded really good. i hated these 3 or 4 girls behind me who screamed at ANYTHING ALL THE TIME. eg. joe: 'we love' (screeeaaam) 'jersey cuz' (screeaaamm) etc. i was murderous. i elbowed one. shamans witch magic and bleed for you rule my life. and an american classic.

when i got to the tbs stage it was comepltey surrounded and i made my way back to the pit and not the boring as fuck outer ring area. good times. jenn and amy were like 3 ppl from the front and amy had to get pulled out as jenn was ass humped by a fatass. no pun intended much. adam was smaller than anything but i did see the swinging mic so that was lovely. i caught the whole set contrary to what i thought before that i missed half of it. i had mass amounts of fun there...

after that, we sat on the ground, got hipv merch where chris and i had a little convo about FOB and got pix. i complained to like three bands about that lol. saw some of NoFXs set, and went to see some of Yellowcard's also. amy and jenn were having scenester moments but we went anyway.

i didnt eat anything the entire day. i had 2 bottles of watter, 2 of gatorade, and a brownie. i dont know how i survived. its like the FOB KF show, when i had a mountain dew and nothing else, and sweat more than i ever havein my life.

and i lost my cell phone. but found it after one awesome girl picked up, two freakishly nice security guards helped me get it, and one nervous breakdown. goood stuff. we passed by joe from hipv and all of underoath. but i was starstruck and went by them in slo-mo with huge eyes. i wanted to say hi but ddint. we passed by hipv rob and his gf and he waved to me. :)

overall, good good times.

im back from jersey. my mom is screaming at me already...
>warped tour NJ. more later. highlights/downers:
-TBS, Matchbook, Underoath, HIPV, SOTY (i have decided i hate their fans), Sugarcult, Allister, etc.
-minor facial sunburn
-not getting to any signings except for Matchbook and Allister
-Judas from Matchbook came down with laryngitus.
-called Pete and had a lovely little less than aminute chat. lol i called in the middle of a second-long break during the 'saturday' shoot.
-losing my cell phone. nervous breakdown. guard helped me find it. ITS BACK.

annie had a little going away thing at spice. it was me, rhia, randy, maria, paloma, peter, phil, and 2 or 3 other girls. good times. i cant believe shes leaving tomorrow.

jenny is in sweden. why arent i there...

THIS MADE MY LIFE. FALL OUT BOY 12/26 IRVING PLAZA. best xmas bday present ever.

Thursday, August 05, 2004

camera whore-age one livejournal:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/angry_little_me/35143.html#cutid1

anyway. columbia was ok. did two surveys and got $10. we ate at M2M and fell in love. i think my lack of sleep has resulted in my spacing out and seeing bright lights.

not cool. on the bright side, i got to see annie and rhia today at annies empty apartment. we ate half an apple pie and almost puked. that was where i did my camera-whore-age. we hung out, then went and hung out at annies hotel room. muchos fun.

the punchline journals make so happy i could cry. three updates in one day (?!). -cries-

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

lol so im friends with more or less all the girls and random guys in my columbia class. its fun fun fun. i should be doing my math hw but i have no idea wtf to do. its related to GP and AP but the instructions arent clear and only one guy gets it so far. ate lunch with rhia again. made more friends. after classes, i met up with tiggs, her friend, and aisha in union and we sat at starbucks for like 2 hours talking. fun fun. went home. SO HUMID OUTSIDE. bleh.

memorable quote: "gay isn't even the word, hes a rainbow!" tiggs on heychris.

edit: punchline did 'i don't know', not 'weekends'. i suck, i know.

today was spent trying not to fall asleep during my classes. made more friends in my class. walked 12 blocks to subway with cynthia because we were hardxcore and freaking hungry lol. ate twice my weight, walked back. aisha called me with happy making punchline news that thoroughly made my week. i couldnt take it. cynthia and i checked out the gym and ud be insane to think i would even touch anything there. went to second class where i completely spaced out and nearly fell asleep. like i was swaying and completely unfocused. left. went home. spaced out more.

the new punchline website made me so happy i couldnt shat on myself> www.punchkids.com.

Monday, August 02, 2004

today. so it was my first day of classes at columbia. it took me 40 minutes to get my damn contacts on in the morning. bad compared to last night wen i did it in 15, but awesome compared to the 2 hours last time when my MOM helped me lol. i took the train to columbia and got onto the line to orientation. lots and lots of asians. i spoke to random people and made friends with a few ppl in my class.

first class, study skills. there were like 17 kids in my class, and this one guy jacob who reminded me ever so slightly of napoleon dynamite was annoying cuz he was like little mr brainiac. i had a 2 1/2 hour break between classes, so i hung out with rhia, talked on the phone with aisha. roasted in the sun cuz it was a gross and muggy but sunny nyc day.

second class. with this small dude with a mini fauxhawk, emo glasses and eyebrow piercing..and a BUSH of chest hair. *shudders* it was gross. he plays favorites i swear. greg and sophia hit it off i could see lol. made friends with cynthia who is uber cool.

rhia gave me a ride to 82nd, so i went to go get our name is mud pottery we painted. then went to annies where i hung with her and chris her friend for a while. the entire house was packed up in boxes and it made me so depressed. god im going to miss annie. chris walked me to the subway and we had a lovely little chat.

sunday. contacts and haircut, u know the story.

saturday. AMANDAS 18th BDAYS PARTY/PUNCHLINE SHOW. amanda invited us up to her bday party in harrison where punchline would be playing the bday party/mini concert, so aisha and i met up at grand central around 2/2:30, and after ticket mix-ups, got on a train to NORTH white plains.

after a bit, we reached the station and met up with tranette. this guy who accidently bumped into me while going up the stairs and a girl named melissa came up to us and asked if we were here for amandas bday party. we chatted with her and the other guy in the car. he asked us if we were from manhattan and we sed yes, so we chatted about manhattan and FOB shows.

we got to the 'venue' which turned out to be a country club in harrison (cough stepford), NY. we got out and sed hi to amanda who was a nervous wreck and running around trying to get reception on her phone. steve was driving and was lost and she was trying to get them there. i heard him on speakerfone and it was funny. tranette, aisha, gina (who came later), and i were lazy asses and sat on this really squishy and freakishly comfy couch in front of the entrance and just hung out when we werent running around trying to get reception. t-mobile sucks a big one.

a little while later after amanda opened her bday present (she loved the shirt) and we drew blue triangles on our faces cuz she told us to, i saw paul and steve at the door. as soon as paul saw us his eyes kinda popped and was like "HEY!! whats up?! what are you guys doing here..?" and did a high five hand clasp thing. i grasped hsi hand but didnt think to get up and give him a hug till i realized aisha eyes were drilling a crater into my skull lol. by then he had moved on aisha so i ended up getting up and giving steve a hug (cuz he was right in front of me) then turning around and hugging paul lol. lazy arses always finish last. let go of steve, saw pj and chris who gave us heys and hugs and introduced their gfs who were both really really nice.

from aishas lj: "then after a bit punchline arrived. we said hi to them. it was cool that they remembered us and were all like 'how r u guys? blue triangles.. good job.' lol when paul walked in he was like 'hey! what's up guys?' and gave jen his hand to help her up. and jen shook his hand and refused to move and looked very unexcited lol. and then i got up and gave her the look of death and hugged them all. lol she followed. and so did tranette.
they went inside but then steve came back out to talk to us for a bit. and jen told them how embarresing the dvd was and how she couldn't watch it. and steve didn't understand. and they had a conovo about jen having to elaborate on everything lol. and finally jens like 'u were such a geek' and he was like 'yeah, thanks for bringing that up.'"

they went in to get food and stuff and we hung out on the couch more. steve came out into the hall to say hi and chat with us. it was sad when he was like 'whats up?' and tranette and i both sed 'not much...' at the same time. well it sounded weird then. apparently, according to aisha, i always seem indifferent with them. not cool.

me: i saw the rewind dvd
steve: oh really?
me: i had trouble watching it. it was embarrasing to see.
steve: why? did it upset you?
me: no... i was watching the food dance...and u wen u were younger (geek)..
steve: thanks for bringing that up

aisha and i think that they all mightve been a bit hungover or something, cuz they were all kind of slow and acting gloomy. i dont know if it was awkwardness or the fact their gfs were there, but they werent acting 'normal'.

we sat outside cuz we all felt a bit out of place mingling with amandas friends, so we went outside and sat on the porch. steve, paul, pj, nightbeast, and pjs gf came out to get stuff from the van or something, and they all noticed aishas customized FOB shirt. they all commented on how cool it looked, but paul was more detailed in what he said, and kept talking like 'so i see this is the shoulder...and...you made it tighter, right? and this...' and he kept babbling and being really inarticulate and tranette and i almost couldnt take it. aisha didnt know what to say and he started apologizing like 'no, wait, i didnt mean that, but...'

more from aisha lj: "i was wearing the customised fob is for lovers shirt which suprisngly got quite a few comments. and they were all like 'why is it like that?' lol. and i explained. and they were like 'that's cool' and pj was like 'u shoudl do that to one of our shirts' and i was like 'but all your shirts fit me' lol. and then when they were wondering how i did it paul kept saying 'she just made the whole thing alot tighter' and i gave him a weird look and was like 'yeah she just slutted it up' and laughed. and he kept apologizing going that's not what i meant. and i kept saying it's fine i was kidding. and it was really bad and awkward. jen and tranette claim they were laughing really hard. but i did not hear laughing just the awkwardness of him explaining himself and me saying it was ok. it was pretty bad.

id just like to add how weird/cool it was seeing them outside of a concert setting.lol then after that we went inside and punchline played after a bit. they were really really good. nightbeast sang getting there is getting by. and some girl sang chris's shouting part on play. which was strange lol. it's nice that she had guts.

AMANDA ROCKS. she handeled everything really well and i could tell she was sorta worked up and anxious and on her last nerve cause this whole party was a pretty big deal and she organized it all herself. (and really well). she played tambourine with the nightbeast lol. she should've sang!

but we sang happy birthday, and they dedicated a song to her saying that she was their biggest fan and the person whod helped them out the most. and they sang the amanda song of their first album (lol.)A A A A A A A A M M M M M M M M A A A A A A A A N N N N N N N N N DDDDDDDD AAAAAAAAAAAAapres le performance we had to go immediately cause jen had to make it to her great aunts 80th bday. so we said out goodbyes, had a bonding talk with chris about the color purple and how he looked high cause his eyes were bloodshot. steve and pj saw jen and me so they called us over and we hugged them and told them we had to go. lol we didnt say bye to paul so i think he thinks i hate him. (which i dont!)"

anyway, we heard some guitar strumming from inside and thought it was best that we get our anti social arses back inside. punchline was setting up, and people started surrounding the stage area, and i tried to get as cose as i could, but between me and steves mike was 2 girls with huge clunky cameras. bleehh wanted to move them but its not like a crazy show so i couldnt be eeevil.

set list:
open up
heart transplant
getting there is getting by
round here (cover)
some song by the gin blossoms not many ppl knew
a sharp is a flat
battlescars
play
WEEKENDS (hells. yes.)
the world
not afraid

lol i got distracted by the guitar/bass strumming and my camera more than a few times, so sometimes id be singing along a bit then abruptly stop, make a weird face at my camera being stupid and look like i was just being a crackhead. it was the slightest bit awkward standing there not jumping around like an idiot, and steve looked at me once like 'wtf...?' after 4 or so shows, i finally got footage of that boy dancing. i got a whole bunch of footage of them dancing, nightbeast, amanda, etc. its so happymaking.

highlights:-chris: "hey can we sing happy birthday the chichi (?) way?" (does it) (all stare) steve: uh, well u just did it so...
-the amanda song
-paul was forced to talk. steve whispered everything in his ear and he sed it like he was in a trance. it was great.
-the amp was making weird noises and steve kept imitating it
-nightbeast doing getting there is getting by, and amanda on tambourine
-footage
-napoleon dynamite quoted cupcakes
-they did 'weekends'. nuff sed.
-steves dancing. none of cuz could take it. and when he randomly decided to cut thru the entire crowd.

we were supposed to leave at like 5 to catch a train back into the city, but we were like 'fuck that' and our ride wanted to see heart transplant. we hung out for a bit while punchline dispersed. then we found out we were getting a ride with amandas sister to the white plains station, so we had to go. before we left, we went past chris and sed bye and hugged and all that. aisha and chris randomly had a 5-second convo about his shirt. chris: 'i love this shirt!! ' and somehting about purple. sweat is gross. we saw steve and pj outside so i poked my head out to say bye to them. pj saw me and waved and got steves attention. i didnt know steve smoked. anyway, he gestured for me to come over, and goodbye hugs ensued. i looooove them.

overall, one of the best bday parties humanly possible. i had so much fun and im so happy amanda had us come and be part of it.

pictures. http://community.webshots.com/user/angrylittleme

Sunday, August 01, 2004

i got contacts. but i cant QUITE put them in myself. lolol. my mom loves them on me but i think i look weird. and i got a haircut and i just hope that my hair will grow faster than normal cuz i think its too short. and that was my day.

i start classes at columbia tomorrow and im really freaking anxious.

my lj will become realm of the camera whore tomorrow, once aisha helps me learn html.
www.livejournal.com/users/angry_little_me

im quite pissed off right now. i think im going to watch the punchline dvd cuz that was the plan.

i had what could be a possible contender for best day ever. kind of.

+amandas 18th bday party: aisha and i took a train to north white plains, met up with tranette, some other guy, and got picked up by melissa (?)
+punchline love. enough sed. (good times, aisha, good times) . DVD chats and dancing steve.
-leaving early to go to my great-aunts 80th bday celebration.
-i was late, and had to take a half an hour subway ride and 3 buses to get there, in addition to walking.
+pictures and footage.

i think im getting contacts tomorrow. i dont know if ill like them or not. BLEH.

i talked to my dad about the vancouver thing and he was pretty opposed to it. like wtf? go to vancouver for a band? no way. but he didnt yell at me or lecture me. i hope maybe he'll reconsidor.

punchline has 4 shows in NEW YORK STATE/UPSTATE NEW YORK. what the fuck is that all about??

"say yes say yes say yes"

kill the drama.