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(no subject) [Jan. 13th, 2006|12:47 am]
so, _weasleyisking.
it's time to say goodbye.

it's been a good two and a half years, but you know, whatev.

oh, hi, i'm moving ljz.

i'll be at brenzz

so if you want, add me, but if you were looking for an opportunity to lose contact with me forever, here's your opportunity!
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(no subject) [Jan. 12th, 2006|01:04 am]

AQUARIUM!!!!!Collapse )
so then joanna and i were sooo hard at work at coldstone.
p.s. sorry my post isn't amanda-friendly. i'll bring you to the aquarium one time and you can touch the sting rays.
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(no subject) [Jan. 11th, 2006|01:09 am]
so yesterday i passed out
i was running, right, and i stopped to cross the road but i got dizzy all of the sudden and the next thing i know i was waking up and i was on the ground with tiny cuts under my nose and dirt and blood and snot on my face. it was weird. i was going to stop and go home but i stupidly decided to continue running. thanks gods i didn't pass out again.

then i went to work and discussed how awesome college/boston is with alex waxman. he wants to go to bu.

i didn't go to bed until 4 because after work i decided to take some photos. maybe i'll post them. they're called drowning in suburbia and are really angsty and take place in parking lots and around my house. and then i was looking at a photography community on livejournal. ideally, it would be oh so awesome to direct photography for films or tv or something. mmm.

oh so then today i woke up and had to go to the doctor to get some shotzzz. or a shot. i'm really glad he didn't touch my balls.

then we went to ATLZ to see my friend daveed rajan lift at georgia state. we were able to sneak into his dorm once again.
we ate at some diner where the waiter hated us and the water boy was a short little mexican name pequeno.
actually, i dont know his name, but it was probably pequeno.
so then on the bus back to the dorms i didn't have a seat so i sat cramped in the stairway and ilana sat with the gangstazzzz.
we played frisbee after tali braided my hair and you know, whatev.
i danced my best to indian music. i'm going to be an indian dancer when i grow old and wrinkly.
k loves.
um tomorrow i go to the AQUARIUM. sup, fishes.
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(no subject) [Jan. 10th, 2006|12:32 am]
today i passed out for the first time ever
it happened on the side of the road at the intersection of lower roswell and davidson
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(no subject) [Jan. 8th, 2006|03:36 pm]
2005- the entry.
Welcome to the longest post of your life consisting of some quotes from almost all of my entries.

SUP, 2005.Collapse )
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(no subject) [Jan. 6th, 2006|03:15 am]
so our cable is broken kinda so one of the only stations i can stand to watch is vh1
and when i watch it at 3 am like this i swear i see this stupid james blunt guy singing about how beautiful i am
like 7 times.
that is all.
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(no subject) [Jan. 5th, 2006|03:27 am]
so home.
last night was exactly as it always was.
daveed ilana and i were up til 3 am doing nothing but talking in the car parked in front of daveed's house.
it was so weird how nothing seemed to have change, but in reality everything has changed.
i know for a fact that i am so different then i was, or atleast i feel so different.
it could be, however, that everyone else is different, but i think not.

i was thinking... when i asked people to write histories about me for my art? history? project, kelsey wrote, and i quote: "His dad died this summer, which was horrible, but i guess in a way closed a chapter to his life and let him start a new one with college." i think she hit it right on the head. if there was ever a perfect time for anything like that to happen, it was right when it did. right before college. it really did close a chapter in my life. i think i'm a really different person then i was before that happened. actually, the difference that i feel may not be apparent to some of you out there in cyber space, but i think it exists.

anyways, i feel like i'm ready to go back to school. i, however, have not been able to see everyone who i'd like to see.

changing subjects real quick: can we discuss cold stone creamery incorporated for a few moments.
it smells like meat and bleach now. not icecream or waffle cones. i feel like cold stone has changed more then anything else, even more then me.
this may sound really retarded, but i grew up with that place. you know. the past two and a half years of my life have been filled with the constant sound of myself yelling those retarded songs at the top of my lungs and the smell of waffle cones as some old man complains about the price of icecream nowadays or as the same lady comes in for her banana icecream with raspberries and almonds. wtf, i still remember that. like it was always really weird to me that she came in every day adn got the same thing. she wasn't even fat.
we can go on and on with people's orders. like that man who came in and would always get a large cake batter with m&ms and almonds and i gave his mom the breast cancer bracelet. or that one man who always smelled like smoke and would get a quart of chocolate with four brownies, but then he started ordering other things and we thought he got a girlfriend. but he was a felon, or something. there are so many
but like, i really feel that coldstone has gone. jenn's not there anymore. all there is is steve, and he changed the caramel can doorstop for a rock. aw i miss everything about the old coldstone.

i don't know if any of these thoughts are really making sense to anyone. but whatevs.
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(no subject) [Jan. 3rd, 2006|03:21 am]
i like home, i swear.
it's just these hours of sitting here in boredom are not good for my soul, or my little belly.

so today i was reunited with my jewish friend, ilana slomovitz.
we did a whole lot of nothing, but it was nice.

last night, or this morning, at 1:30 AM myself and daniel gilbert, that long lost friend, journeyed to shake and shake.
we enjoyed a few anecdotes over his blt and my strawberry milkshake.

on new years i ventured off to underground atlanta with a few of east cobb's finest
and realized how anti-climatic the peach drop actually is.

coldstone has gone downhill, or so i think
and it seems to smell like meat a lot, thanks to ted's.

i'm beginning to think that my mother might not like me as much as she likes my sister casey. this is probably all in my head, but whatev.
i feel like i'm waiting for something big to happen and that it's going to happen tomorrow, but then i realize that nothing is going to happen.
in what is it, 14, 13 days i get to go back to boston and bask in the glory of being in college.
a month really is too long to be away from school.
i feel that in going back to school, though, it's going to be like a countdown until may. because may is only four months away, which is a really short period of time, but then the four months that follow that will manage to be incredibly long.

this probably didn't make sense.
oh well.

my dog is the best person that i know.
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(no subject) [Dec. 31st, 2005|07:24 pm]
in the new year, someone remind me that i want to watch more sunrises.

the sunrises in georgia are superior to the ones in boston. i think it's because atlanta has mega smog.

tonite i'm going to go watch a peach drop
and then maybe later later i'll do a 2005 round up of sorts.
i probably won't, though. that's why i suck.
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(no subject) [Dec. 30th, 2005|06:12 pm]
stealzzzzCollapse )

and the world is beautiful- just look around

um can we discuss how i'm working from 8-close tonite at the creamery.
come be creamed.
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