Sunday, July 31, 2005

I just ate far, FAR too much Chinese food. I seriously went down to Chinatown and bought everything I could get my hands on and ate it all in one sitting. Uggghh about to puke puke puke.

My mom decided I had been in the house too long and I've been suffering from college-related stress and insomnia. Like not being able to sleep until 5AM because my mind is overrun with thoughts of how badly I'm never going to a respectable college. Therefore she gave me $100 to go buy clothes. I love it. I think I needed that. And I need new clothes anyway. My gut --Buddha as we call it-- boosted me a pant size or two. Oh god.

On another note, HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA!!

Saturday, July 30, 2005

Pete's latest journal entry made me into a nostalgic emo fruitcake.

"Saturday, July 30, 2005
baby boy don't be blue. we've got big plans for you. ive been up for three days straight trying to get you off of my mind. but your stuck like super glue. what a mess. i can't say i mind it. i am in love with the show 24. it's obsession. summertime is running. sprinting. it kinda makes me feel sick to my stomach. come back. punched a wall so i couldn't type anymore. gotta make it stop. all these paragraphs have become rainchecks. promises on things that will never change. and oh god. the cameras flash at us in the dark. i miss the days of sweat dripping under the radar, just off of the grid. the grogshop. the fireside bowl. chainraction. the greendoor. the downtown. the arlington heights knights of columbus. the continental. the crystal ball never looks this clear looking into the past. im becoming vaguely disinterested in myself and all of my excuses and complaints. and you're pretty easy on the eyes- i never know how to end my conversations with you. i need a writer. i need a script. im getting desperate.

"we're just a wetdream for the webzines. make us hip, make us hip. make us scene"

posted by: peter"


Sighs.

Ooh boy it's about a month until school starts. CRUNCH TIME.

On another note, I feel horrible for the Boy Scouts of America. First five of their scout leaders were electrocuted to death on the way to the Jamboree or whatever. Then hundreds of participants in the Jamboree suffered from heat-related illnesses. And then yesterday a Boy Scout or two died from lightning strikes.

http://apnews.myway.com//article/20050730/D8BLVHN80.html

What the hell.

Oh, and I miss my friends. Cries. I hate when summer comes round and all of a sudden we're on different ends of the world.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Oh my gosh do I love Gatsby's American Dream.

Ahh.

Amanda and I were at the Continental like two freaking hours before the show... and it was 98 degrees outside and then started to rain. Grr. But of course I was lurking and got all happy when ANY of the Gatsby's guys would walk past. Hahah.

A Late Design wasted my life. That is all.

I freaking love Waking Ashland though. If you haven't heard them go listen on purevolume this instant. They're like an instant happy fix. It must be the keyboards.

And Gatsby's... are incredible live. They really are. Who cares if I had more of Nic's sweat on me than my own? THEY WERE SO GOOD. Argh argh argh I wish I could get away and see them at the Downtown tonight.

Action Action sound just like the CD and I really have to say keyboards rule my world. Really. And Clark-from-Count-the-Stars is like a little puppy. He had this goofy smile on his face the whole time and was like running around. That was fantastic lol

Maria and I left after three Spitalfield songs because we wre hungry... then we walked back to the Continental to lurk and get pictures with the Gatsby's boys but um we didn't.

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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

I just deleted my post by accident. GRRR.

To the point- I keep eating and can't stop. It's like a disease. Which has made my Buddha (mah tummy) gain four pounds since I got home from Fiji. Cross my fingers and hope it's just my body readjusting to the luxury of food everywhere all the time.

The boy from Relient K is freaking adorable.

The Academy on Cold Pizza this morning made my day. It was hilarious to think I got up at 8AM, hauled my pillow and blanket to the couch, and crashed till they came on. Beckett looked lovely in flannel. Rawr. It was funny watching him have a conversation about baseball and other Chicago teams with that sportscasterlady. They performed 'Checkmarks' and I ended up watching it like twice because I fell asleep during the rerun and was awaken by the chorus. Whoo

http://www.livejournal.com/users/angry_little_me/130704.html?mode=reply

Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Word on the street is that temperatures reached 100 degrees today... no wonder Amy and I almost died walking around. And made about five stops at random fast food places for the AC. Anyway, I got a shirt from Urban and one from American Eagle so I guess I'm a happy camper lol

Bring on the college essays, extended essa, college scouting, etc. etc. etc.

Btw- FOB on Kimmel was kind of strange to watch. Regardless, I wish I had been there. Grrr.

Saturday, July 16, 2005

Hey.

I'm back from Fiji and I'm really oddly jetlagged. Like the time difference was almost a whole day so I'm not falling asleep all over the place... in fact the opposite I'm freaking out with energy.

I haven't gotten the new Harry Potter yet I should've been almost 3 hours into it by now! Argh argh. Therefore I'm reading the fifth one to quench my energy and the such.

Things About Fiji off the top of my head right now:
-I sat next to the guitarist of Stellastarr* on the flight from NYC to LA. Yeah I was stoked. Their singer sat next to my friend behind me. We bonded it was fuuuun..
-Nevu Levu & Nasivi Coso (villages we stayed at).
-Missing iTunes/friends/family/NYC way too much.
-Being completely disgustingly dirty 24/7 [example: dirt on skin mistaken as a tan].
-"Bula!!" to everyone.
-Noelle's self defense tactics.
-Brandon & Momo Fish. I mean Momo Saewa. And his dancing and constant babbling about Club Access.
-Eating bread and butter all the time. So much that the thought of it makes me want to die.
-Constant Flight delays that probably add up to an entire day.
-The Beach & boogeyboarding.
-Really gross staph infection on my arm that could have killed me if I had waited longer to see the doctor. It was nasty. Like pus-filled things all over my arm and shoulder. EW.
-Beautiful weather every day (their winter is our perfect spring day.)
-Getting messed up on Kava (traditional drink people drink to relax.. it's a mild narcotic lol) pretty much every night.. hmm.
-Ryan's dancing when we were in the carrier waiting for the Austrailian rugby team (one of them was really hot.)
-Joesesse the Kava freak who made us the strongest bowl of Kava second to none. And then made us drink it in bowls the size of my head. After four I was on the ground.
-Getting hit on by a creepy Indian guy in Nadi (one of the cities) which ended in Jenny and me running away after he's like "I want to have sex with you." Ahhh
-Our counselors Kelly and John making us believe a girl went missing and cannibalism had only stopped 10 years ago. All lies!
-John was Andrew McMahon's long lost twin.

More to come avec pictureth!