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01:52 am: not that late night rambings
are there little kids that start out wihtout any hope? I mean without dreams of becoming somehting more than what they are? or of outgrowing their situation?

That makes me sad. Little kids without dreams.

I think it's easier as a big kid to think and "logicize" your way out of having dreams. It's easy to be "realistic" and lower your expectations and hopes. It's common to outgrow wishes I suppose...

but little kids without dreams is still sadder than an adult who can't figure out what she wants.

03:43 am: neat-o

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04:43 am: cheapo-update
just a quiz
but it was scarily accurate (maybe...)

Your Love Life Secrets Are

Looking back on your life, you will have a few true loves. You've been deeply wounded in the past, and you're still recovering from that hurt. You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky. In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so. You have a hard time ending relationships, even if the other person says it's over.

that is all

09:08 pm: For Lesley on your Most recent entry
16-12-16 these numbers mean something...
I realize however that my logic might not be logical and so, I explain:

add 16 letters to 'a'and you get 'p', add 12 letters to 'b'and you get 'm'and add 16 letters to 'c'and you get 's'!
ISn't that crazy? SO ABC (my initials) combined with the amazing number sequence of 16-12-16 turns into PMS. Moreover, add 16+12+16 and you get 44.

Okay sitll with me? good. SO you take 44 and you think about how there are two of us, you being half way across the world (practically) and you halve the nummber 44, which gives us 22.
Which, unless I am mistaken is the day of your birth in the month of May.
Then you think about 22 and you divide it in half again because sometimes when I get really angry at everything I feel as if I'm about to be torn into pieces (in this case equal bloddy halves) and you get 11, which unless my mother and father lied to me, is the day of my birth in the month of May.
so you have 11 and you have the month of May which is number 5 in the western calendar and you add those two together and you come back to the number 16, which is where we started.
Then you realize that you were wrong and it only takes 15 letters to get from 'a'to 'p'and you you realize nothing is connected, the world hates everyone and then you go pee on someone you don't like.
Basically what I'm trying to say is, you can blame me because I'm a bitch. A non-sensical bitch. With far too many points on her "crappy things that have happened so far this year" list. Also a bitchy bitch that's no good at keeping in touch with people.
Good news is my doughnut nitake for this week is now at eighteen.
I love doughnuts.
I'm fatty mac-fatty bitch who loves doughnuts.
(and ps. I miss you)

04:51 am: hmm, things I hate at the moment right now right before 5am.
February isn't going much better than January but hey! at least no one else has died yet.

So on to ranting... I think it's fine to rant on live journal, really I do, I mean I do it constantly but you know what I hate? Well, I'll tell you...
People who post things on live journal or just randomly start talking about what a horrible person someone is and blah blah blah how they can't believe someone would do what that person did when, in reality they have no fucking clue what the hell is going on. It pisses me off when it's about one of my good friends and it pisses me off when by talking loudly about it around other people who don't know what is going on it starts spreading false hurtful rumors.

Hmm, yeah that's all I'm exceedingly peeved with at the moment.
oh and on a seperate not, the way everything has been handled this year in the theatre department, yup pretty much hate it to the point I now finally understand why the seniors (especially from my freshman year) seemed to go slightly insane.

to balance this entry out here are some good things too:

*I love vaginas and I'm happy that "vagina monologues" was just this weekend and I don't have to battle a cold to get up in Bush (pun noticed and intended) and 'pretend' to be "the woman who loved to make vaginas happy."
*I love the idea for our campusmoviefest movie (even if it's a little daunting).
*I love Grey's Anatomy and the fact that there's a new episode next week, I like my Sunday night tv ritual.
*I love Joseph and citrus fruit.
well, that's all I can think of for now so,
that is all.

12:22 am: Overall...
F*#k you January.
That is all.
except for b.c.

05:32 pm: Boo school
I don't like school, especially the administration part of it aka. student records. I like my classes in general even though Acting II scares the bejeezus out of me... I guess that's kinda pathetic but whatever.

Early last week was awesome...dinner at cheescake for Fogel's b-day, board games galore with Alex, farmer's market delicious food, lots of play (like uhm games and watching movies and stuff) time with Joseph, Busch gardens for the first time...and then stupid classes started taking away all fun...well not all of it but a whole lot.

I need to hurry up and make my millions so I can just play board games, drink, and make out.

That is all.

also, I miss Blair... a lot.

11:09 am: Moew quizzes to pollute LJ

You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch. Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes. You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them. You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.

Your Fortune Is

Passionate kiss like spider web, soon lead to undoing of fly.

You Are Mud Pie

You're the perfect combo of flavor and depth Those who like you give into their impulses

Your Love Quote

I was nauseous and tingly all over. I was either in love or I had smallpox.

Okay..that's it for now
man am I bored

10:48 am: random quiz time
As I sit here getting my mind off things I have decided to consult the underwear oracle...

What Your Underwear Says About You

You enjoy wearing nice underwear, even if it comes at a hefty price tag. You're a closet exhibitionist who gets a thrill from being secretly naughty.

I amuse myself with online junk... I'm back in the United States of America nd my stomach is already grumbling...I will be seeing brokeback mountain very very soon, today perhaps... New Years Resolutions: stop biting my nails (as much), stop swearing (so much), and uhm, do lots of yoga... I made them realistic this year...although I did succeed with my new year's resolution for a little while freshman year (it was: Start drinking heavily)... now for some more random quizzes...

You Are 90% Weird

You're more than quirky, you're downright strange. But you're also strangely compelling, like a cult leader.

interesting...
That is all
till I do another quiz in a moment...
ps. Sorry I was being slightly anti-social and weird last night Lesley...we should go have some caffeine and wander the streets soon.

06:48 pm: Bah, my face hurts, I´m hungry, and I just want to go to sleep. Caracas is great but I´m so mad at my country...bah.

That is all...
I just want to go home... but I just don´t know where that is anymore.

02:50 pm: thanks Lesley
this was too weird (if you know what I mean)


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02:21 pm: I gave (half) the rhubarb pie to Andrew and although it may have looked slightly diseased it tasted pretty good...
and now for copying Lesley:

2005

January- “Okay, so I did the music thing again.”
February- “So, I am going insane and everyone around me is as well apparently.”
March-No Entry
April- No Entry
May- “I’m leaving to L.A. early in the morning and I’ve been plagued all day by a feeling of imminent doom”
June- “I hate Vegas it took my money and left me with no soul in a puddle of tears.”
July- “Woo hoo!”
August- No entries
September- “here’s an apology (or two or three)”
October- “I quit/ Life is good.”
November- “I made a sandwich”
December- “I gave (half) the rhubarb pie to Andrew and although it may have looked slightly diseased it tasted pretty good.”

2004

January-No Journal yet
February-So, isn't this exciting my little chipmunks?
March-No, I didn't eat any meat today
April-GRRrrr , not quite the same kind of GRRRR that comes before the grrrreat of kellogs frosted flakes
May-Okay, so I'm not so good at this whole updating thing.
June-because all the other kids are doing it:
July-NO entry and on to a new username...
AUgust-you are gorgeous...and hot...and sooooooo sexy.
September-Hurricanes are poopie.
October-Wow... I mean damn
November-AMANANANANANA OPENING NIGHT IS THURSDAY
December-Well, I´m in Caracas now.


Hmm, I don't have any conclusions as to if they represent me in any way... I guess they are random and I can be rather random . Went to see "Every Christmas Stroy Ever Told" at OSF lst night with Jil, Patrick, and Kelly. It was funny adn whatnot, Timothy Williams is freaking awesome/cute. Staying with Alex J for now...went to lunch with some people...playing with Lolita (Lesley's pussy) who I'm obsessed with because she is so freaking cute...uhm...
that is all..
oh Joseph should hurry up and get a passport already
and also I want a baby...well, no not really...well maybe.. nah, changed my mind, i think I'll get a sweater instead

06:55 pm: googly goop
I leave for Connecticut tomorrow. I'm going to freeze to death, my mom called to tell me that it's in the thirties. I've been wearing sveral layers here, in Florida and it's like in the sixties. This coupled with my continuosly growing fear of flying means I'm going to start FREAKING OUT soon. Also, Joseph already went home for thanksgiving. Boo.

So, my solution for spending this weekend with my family and not going crazy or feeling cold?
ALCOHOL. So I plan on drinking a lot this weekend, not to the point I'm drunk but tipsy enough to be able to handle my slightly overwhelming family. Sounds like a plan to me.

I'm going to be the studio crew head for the next show, super fun. I just ate some delicious barbeque ribs thanks to Maya and her dad that smoked them and drove the food down here from Tennessee.

Growing up I never thought I'd be friends with people from somewhere as random as Tennessee and now they are everywhere!

Okay, going to go do laundry and see how many clothes I cna cram into my rolling carry on, yup.

that is all.

10:22 pm: bah
I made a sandwich. I ate it. It was good. Not as good however as the red velvet cake from the Briar patch I ate today.
I write stuff down. I hold grudges. I whine a lot and I hate whining. I like "I" sentences even if no one is listening. I talk to myself...a lot.
I think somethings missing. I think I'll go look for it now. Perhaps after showering.

ooooh show on pies on food network...
maybe that's what's missing, pie.


hmmm, no...it wasn't the pie. Darn, will keep searching.
That is all.

01:29 am: que chimbo, que chimbo
This paper will get written...tomorrow...sometime before class on Thursday...so it's already over a week late...oh well.

National Cake week is making me sick. Maya made five cakes and I think I ate about one and a half of them, yup. They were sooo good and I know I'll go home and in the morning wake up and have another slice and life will be good as I head for my Nuclear PAW midterm. I think I'm actually going to pass (thanks to my study buddy Bill that put up with my scatterbrained attempt at learning or something, anyways he's super).

This week, I will go to all my classes (not counting Monday when I sort of already skipped one...). I have to or else I will fail them since I've already missed way over three in each.

I got to see my Rhea today and have some oldroomies reunited time. However, the most exciting part of my day was when in yoga this morning I almost passed out. I've never actually been so aware of the fact that I was about to pass out. My eyes were wide open and then everything started going black but I could still see through the center of my eyes and then I couldn't hear well anymore (like when you go up in aplane and it throws the pressure in your ears off) and I was like, hey, I'm passing out. So I sat down so as to not fall down and made myself breather and eventually the black faded away and my ears sort of popped. It was during a really simple stretcht hat I always do so I was confused.

Anyways,I told the yoga teacher (whom I adore) and he was like "good thing you didn't fall on your face!" Later that day, for the afternoon class, he says to me, "going to try not to pass out?" We giggled and then I went in to the classroom. He's so cool, I love him.

I also love the cold weather right now. I love turtlenecks too.

Okay, I'm going to go home now with Andrew to eat cake. Paper...will be written...tomorrow.

Costume ideas:
good kitty and bad kitty (me and Rhea)or road kill/dead bunny or something creative.

that is all
(aunque quisiera estar con la hotta-a en mi cama, completamente dormida...)

01:18 pm: AHHH
Something is definitely wrong with me (yes yes haha). Seriously though, so I have a paper due in about oh 40 minutes and I'm just not going to go to the class, I have a bit of an annoying cough, I'm behind in everything I have to do (including the things I want to do for personal betterment...) and yet, I CANNNOT STOP SMILING. Argh, what is this madness? Giggling and girly and far too silly (I blame the moon being full and whatnot, yes, that's it!)

Alex and I cooked (well I sort of watched more than actually cooked)dinner yesterday and it was scrumptious. We did this last week too, I like the domesticity of it and the fact that the guy at the publix fish counter recognized us. I think meatloaf or chocolate fondue or quiche is next, maybe some wonderful combination of it, chocolate-meatloaf-quiche? Hmm, maybe not...

So the other day I was in the shower...hehehe....and I realized I can still hear the door from the stair well creaking in there, yup.

GRRR, I hate the idea of certain things, people, all up in my bizzness, yet I'm still a-smiling.

That is all.

01:22 am: EDIT: BAHHHHH
oh man, after having re-read the post from last night I can safely say that, yes, I was drunk. I have deleted the entry because it had to be done, I have left the belle&sebastian song quote because Lesley is right and it rocks and has been stuck in my head the past week. Thanks for the quote Derek, agreed.

now back to homework (yes, AraBella actually does homework sometimes)
That is all
:...oh get me away from here I'm dying..." B&s

05:39 pm: it's been a while
Here's an apology (or two or three):
sorry if I've confused you at some point
sorry if I've been a bitch to you in the past year (if it was before August of last year, you probably deserved it)
sorry about getting emotional over it ( especially because I know I shouldn't care)
sorry that I don't talk to you very much anymore and rarely listen when we finally do
sorry that I'm writing this publicly on something as silly as a livejournal
sorry that I let you have that piece of me

Anyways, sorry that things will never get better or easier or even just go away>

And in the traditon of LJing, here's a quiz response thing.

God I hate being stupid.

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"te espero sentada en las esquina de siempre..." Shakira

08:53 pm: so I finished Harry Potter a couple of hours ago and I'm not sure if it was my mom screaming at me half the day or having other stuff on my mind but, I just didn't enjoy it as much as the last one. The last one I also read under slightly stressed conditions (traveling with my dad and my sister) so I don't think that really affects my reading pleasure.
that's all.

I need to get out of this town.

02:26 am: I got tagged way back
Amy, I'm even slower...(no pun intended)
post five things you enjoy, even when no one around you wants to go out and play. what lowers your stress/blood pressure/anxiety level? post it to your journal, and then tag five friends and ask them to post it to theirs.

I'm not gonna tag people sorry but here are my five things in NO particular order:

1. kissing, although I guess I need someone around for that one.
2. sleeping, napping is fantastic in the outdoors and on my bed.
3. eating, especially dark chocolate and well, just about anything.
4. really hot, unbubbly baths with the lights off and three scented candles burning.
5. laying under a piano while someone plays it passionately, I also like banging on the keys pretending I can play (makes me feel like I'm five again).

ooh two updates within the hour, spookyyyyy.