| It's a strange condition. |
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Life is weird.
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| I am a dominant hugger. |
[05 Dec 2007|01:25am] |
Nine college kids spending an hour and a half on a Tuesday night talking about dominant vs. submissive huggers.
Oh, I love my floor, love my life.
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[29 Oct 2007|11:19pm] |
Tonight I shook Elie Weisel's hand.
Last night I rioted in the streets with thousands celebrating a Red Sox World Series Sweep.
I'm overwhelmed,
but I'm loving it.
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| Good times never seemed so good. |
[22 Oct 2007|01:43am] |
Boston, I love you.
And the World Series-bound Sox.
Fan-fucking-tastic.
Oh, what an adventure.
Being pushed back from Kenmore by the lines of cops, watching the end of the game through the window, jumping and celebrating, heading South, down the random alley, cop connection, and bam! hello, Yawkey Way! Oh, hey John Kerry. (In a minivan?) And we're on TV!
Heading back to campus, craziness on Morse steps. Burning the Yankees hat. The banana-man, bagpipe boy, and firecrackers. "Let's go Red Sox!" to "Go BU!" to "Fuck BC!"
This place is it.
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| I'm leaving tomorrow. |
[30 Aug 2007|11:19am] |
In other words, this is my last day at home.
In less than 24 hours my 4 large suitcases and I will be in room 713 of Warren C.
Exciting!
I was in Macy's the other day and they were playing "Fairfax" by William Tell.
It was strange, 'cause I'll still sort of always see him as the beautiful guitarist from Something Corporate, who we hugged trillions of times the first time we met them.
Things change.
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[20 May 2007|05:04pm] |
CMT actually went really well.
And now I'm officially, legitimately, completely done with USY.
It's strange.
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[26 Apr 2007|11:36pm] |
You know that feeling you get when you've been working at an article forever and you finally feel it coming together?
Yea, love that.
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[22 Apr 2007|11:30pm] |
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I can't believe I'm done with USY.
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| So get your notebook out and write your story now. |
[08 Apr 2007|12:50pm] |
I'm horrible at keeping in touch with people.
And I don't like that.
I woke up at 11:11 yesterday.
It actually made my day.
I'm kind of obsessed with Kevin Devine.
Really, listen to him.
And Mark Mallman.
Like candy for the ears, those boys.
The Early November is over.
Everyone's moving on.
I made a decision: Boston University.
I can only hope that it's the right one.
Thing is, every time I look back at NYU, I feel like I'm missing something either way.
My cousin asked me point-blank yesterday why I'd want to go so far away.
I thought the answer was obvious. Evidently he didn't.
I can't seem to get over the fact that everything's ending.
But I'm ready.
No more high school, done with USY.
I'm burned out.
I need some change.
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| Meet me where the city turns to trees. |
[27 Mar 2007|08:40pm] |
I never write in this thing anymore.
I really should.
It's good to write things down, I'd like to remember.
So much has happened since I last wrote, and I can't even remember the last time I wrote something substantial. Maybe even just an update or a summary would be nice.
December
-My last International Convention ever. And it was fabulous. Except that I'm a mean person. But it was truly a good time.
-New Year's in New York with camp loves. An amazing long weekend, friendly drop-ins, the Palisades mall, SVU, chocolate, and love.
January
-I honestly can't remember anything of significance that happened in January. Zut alors! First semester ended and I officially became a second semester senior.
February
-Jack's Mannequin concert. In fucking Maplewood. I don't like the Myth, but it was a freaking amazing show. Andrew amazes me every time I see him, and that's a quality you've got to love about an artist.
-Winter Shabbaton. A surprisingly good convention.
-Bri's Bat Mitzvah/Ari's birthday weekend. Solidly entertaining bat mitzvah party with massive snowfall. Shoveling out Amanda's car in dresses. Massive surprise party planning complete with Gilmore Girls-style balloons. Sometimes Amanda walks out of rooms wearing scrubs. Grey's Anatomy cake. Solid fun.
-Snow day. Enough said, 'cause it hasn't freaking happened in like 10 years.
March
-Daskal wedding. Vegas, sunburn, expensive houses on a lake in the middle of the desert. Slightly awkward but enjoyable.
-Kadima Kinnus. Entertaining, to say the least. I don't like eighth graders. Picking tape off of the floor for hours. Wheelchairs.
-Brand New concert. Absolutely amazing, minus a small panic attack. 'How a baby is born'. Hat. KevDev and Manchester Orchestra.
I guess that brings us to now. Spring break starts soon. Then it's Heschel, then Spring Kallah, then a couple weeks, Ryan's Bar Mitzvah, CMT, and then only a few weeks 'til graduation.
Everything's coming at me so fast.
On the bright side, I'm going to college!:
BU, NYU, American, Syracuse, Indiana.
I don't even know.
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[14 Feb 2007|08:30pm] |
Heart-o-Grams/Valentine's Day is basically my favorite day of the school year.
It's been a good one.
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[10 Dec 2006|10:27pm] |
Joint Board Weekend was a good time.
Update to come.
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| It's been awhile. |
[03 Dec 2006|05:52pm] |
Kinnus went surprisingly well.
Zach called me on Thursday, our final Achshav! went to the printers.
I'm addicted to the West Wing.
Joint Boards is next weekend, IC is in 17 days.
I don't even know what to do.
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[20 Nov 2006|06:36pm] |
Today was good.
+ German bus ("Internment: it could happen to you!" + scary German man who lives in the bus + photos).
+ My d'var is on its way. It won't be so bad.
+ I'm slowly stopping caring about this stupid essay. Maybe it's a symptom of getting into college.
+ Alicia made me cookies.
+ Cookie dough fun and nothingness in Gov.
+ I'm getting a hardcore quality digital AND a 35 mm black and white for Kinnus. !!
A month from today, I'll be in Boston.
Love.
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[19 Nov 2006|01:13am] |
I'm stressed.
I have so much to do before Kinnus.
And I'm coloring everything in sight with my pink highlighter.
And I don't know why.
And I miss my friends.
I haven't had a good, long talk with anyone in forever.
I've exited my post-show bliss and reality sucks.
I need a hug.
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| fantastic, yo. |
[16 Nov 2006|12:18am] |
Say Anything concert tonight: fabulous.
The first band was okay, nothing great. The last song though, when they drummed together, was awesome.
The second band, Piebald, was good. Nothing incredible, but I liked them.
Me Without You was way good. Especially after that girl we made friends with talked them up. The lead singer was interesting and their music was really good. I'll definitely have to check them out.
Then, Say Anything! They were fantastic, basically, and I loved all the songs they played. [Every Man Has a Molly, Spidersong, Woe, Slowly, Through A Vector, Wow I can get sexual too, The Writhing South, I Want To Know Your Plans, Yellow Cat (Slash) Red Cat, Belt, Alive With The Glory Of Love, Walk Through Hell, and a few others]. The show was amazing, they're great live -- so much energy and the crowd was great [except for the 'elementary school kids' and the kicking bitch]. There's something I love about going to shows and just like...letting go. I missed it, I love it.
After the show, we accosted Coby. Not really accosted, just...whatever. I was wearing a shirt from Israel (Macabbee Beer, in case you were wondering), which intrigued him 'cause he's Jewish and all. And then he saw my Ramah sweatshirt and was like, "hey, I went to Ramah!" which basically started our whole conversation. Then I asked him about his involvement in USY [he had some] and then did a spontaneous Achshav! interview with him. His most memorable USY moment is hooking up with a girl on a balcony, shirtless. That led into a conversation about the point system and such, at which point in time Emily told him that I lost all my points for hooking up with. And he believed it. For awhile. Then dared us to, which we declined. Then we talked about hook up places. And then about how he got his first girlfriend in USY and was loyal and cute (got her on Far West on Wheels)... then became a USY boywhore when they broke up. Then we played the "do you know ____" game. And talked more -- about how he was in USY when they did Baseball and how the USYer's liking of the record gave him confidence and stuff. And how he and Max met at Ramah, so that was good. And all this stuff. And then we talked about his lip ring. And the cold. And how he has family in MN. And all that nice stuff. It was good, for reals. I've decided that I really really enjoy talking to band members, interviewing them and such, and that if music journalism didn't seem so daunting and small to get into I'd totally do it. Moral of the story: it was wonderful. Connection, for reals.
Then there was our late-night Wendy's stop. And singing [badly] at the top of our lungs driving down the highway.
Amazing night <3.
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[13 Nov 2006|11:14pm] |
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This story's old but it goes on and on until we disappear.
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| Perfect eyes will have perfect aim. |
[13 Nov 2006|10:39pm] |
It goes something like this...
+ DEM VICTORY! Yea, I realize that that was like...last week, but hey, it's been awhile since I've LJ-ed. Anyway, election party was cute, we were going to go to Klobuchar's victory party, but by the time we would have gotten there it wouldn't have been worth it. Some good solid games of electoral college darts, though, and Stewart/Colbert watching. [The map from Mondale's election, oh my].
- On a scale of one to ten, play practice is a solid "I hate you, go die." And by that, I mean it's horrendous. They're mad at us (Bird Girls) 'cause we're "never all there at the same time." BS, my friends. Except when we're all together, you're using us in chorus numbers. AKA us standing on the platform of despair while you yell at the rest of the cast. No fun, yo. But whatevs. On the bright side, I really do like my Bird Girls. We're cute. Even if no one loves us.
~ Tali had a dream that I was pregnant. And didn't want to tell my parents. And got kicked off of REB because of it. Interesant, n'est pas? Apparently it's changed her view on me, haha. No word yet to who the father was. I can only hope it was someone good. Then again, her other dream was about going to college in Belgium with Herschel, so we really can't be sure what's going on inside her head.
+ SAY ANYTHING ON WEDNESDAY. I'm hardcore pumped, you don't even know. I miss the feeling of being at a show. I'm just so so excited.
~ Kinnus next week. I'm so not ready. Like, I don't even know what to say. And it's my least favorite convention, blah.
+ Last issue of Achshav! I'm kind of excited to be done with it. It'll just be like...a weight off of me. Super nice, for reals. Also, I have Ari's necklace. She's def not getting it back until I get her article.
I'm sure there's more, but oh well.
Late start tomorrow, love.
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| Fast lives, we're stuck in the undertoe |
[02 Nov 2006|11:33pm] |
So, basically...
+ Boys like Girls
- Nativ talk bombardments
+ Getting in some applications
- Still having 5 to finish
+ ISRAEL?!
+ IC so SOON.
- No Abby? No post-IC play? [Maybe?]
+ Getting half of New Zealand, part of Australia, bathed in Fiji water with a koala when Rebecca comes home.
+ Boy talk with Gaby.
- 3 more days of Shakespeare.
- People still haven't turned in their Achshav! articles.
- Haven't gotten the rest of the stuff for the Kinnus EE.
+ WONDERFUL recitation.
+ All projects will be done after Thursday.
- 1 paper for Tuesday, 1 for Thursday.
+ Election partay! and then BORAT.
+ No school Wednesday
- Sleeping during Gov.
- Hamlet test tomorrow.
+ GREY'S. Tomorrow. 'Cause I didn't have time tonight.
+ Photography. My matted photos are beautiful. And my negatives came back.
- A few of my good negs got messed with. ie I lack a few pretty pictures. BOO.
+ Getting back into the groove of the dark room.
- Dancing so bad we missed the platform of despair.
+ Transcontinental rumor mill / Facebook stalking. [Theme of the day!]
- Not going to Kinnus early.
+ Hercules/Mulan.
+ SAY ANYTHING ON THE 15th! [Getting back in, yea.]Fast lives we're stuck in the undertoe
+ Telephone lovin'.
Always.
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| Let's spend tonight on top of the world. |
[29 Oct 2006|10:10pm] |
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I love my friends.
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