| I know I haven't ljed in a long time, but this weekend was so good that I just had to.
Got to see pretty much everyone, either at Emily's or Claire's or both.
Seriously though, there's so many new things and old things that we did.
Of the old things I appreciated the dance party, learning a dance from claire, bronwyn's pizza picture, y tu mama, acting like psycho foolios, eating, spooning
of the new things I appreciated the beach, the love sack, the great dane, sangria, getting drunk as one, oh yeah and getting high. oh and tina add to my list a blunt.
i gotta say i liked the blunt more than the pipe even though i'm proud in a nerdy way that i now, thanks to stew claire and hilla, know how to smoke one on my own. something about the scratch and the burn and the cough and the masterfull rolling skills of hilla and it being my first time made the physical process of smoking the marijuana better. but yeah hilla and lauren listening to music on that perfectly long mini-roadtrip was the shit.
i think i laughed my ass off/slapped my thighs or the table/fell back/couldn't feel my face/had to grab my crotch to stop from peeing 39.5 times while hanging out w/ everyone
oh and when are you guys going up to the cabin? thursday or friday? I'm coming up hella late friday night after work, but i don't have work sat or sunday. i know this is a longshot, but does anyone want to drive with me up there on friday | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment   |
| The light on my desk glows like an artificial sun
shedding truth upon my disparation from the world
falling
falling
falling
Lost at sea the lighthouse that is the desk lamp leads me on the path of superficiality and falseness
Its sickening embrace swathes me like an unholy stepmother
I turn it off, I am in shadows.
I must choose either sight in falseness or truth in darkness.
The design of the phone is meant to be old fashioned, yet it exudes useless modernity.
It is consumerism, commericialism.
It is America.
Why do we evoke nostalgia?
Is it because we fear the nuclear holocaust of the future.
The world is in the hands of a cowboy who chokes on pretzels.
I want to ponder these thoughts within myself.
But like the twisted cord that connects the phone to its base, I am wandering and winding.
Communication between my brain and my heart is as convoluted as the cord.
I want to ponder so many things.
My future. My life. My legacy.
It's like those American Express commercials with Kate Winslet and Robert de Niro.
Except this isn't my card, its my destiny.
I want to go to the Congo and deworm the decimated population of gorillas.
What do we really know about these majestic creatures?
When the unknowing public thinks of gorillas, they think King Kong.
I'm 78.654832926% sure that I'm going to the Congo in 6 months.
Maybe I'll meet my African princess there.
She will be the muse for my painting, like Mona Lisa was for Leonardo da Vinci.
Although we wouldn't speak the same language, we would have a transitory and effusive connection.
I can't change the direction of life's freeway, but I can choose the transportation.
A motorcycle.
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by Bronwyn and Tipper | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| I enjoyed Cornell, because I realize I like hanging out w/ my sister. As long as we're not living together, we get along. Plus it was so refreshing to breathe in clean air and see the stars!!! and it was nice to actually party with straight, dirty, hormonal, not anorexic, athletic guys, baseball hat wearing guys.
and i know my sister is going to read this because she reads my ljs, but i would say it even if she didn't...peter is such a cool guy. they are soo cute together. robyn, you better treat him well. i know your ways.
me and bronwyn being dirty syphillis carrying prostitutes
R.I.P Anemone | | comments: Leave a comment |
| lindzers1687 : what about you
morocco00mole: i'm going to a club w/ bron and tina, dem franchize boyz (whom i'm sure you've never heard of) are going to be there
lindzers1687 : omg im sooo jealous!!!!
lindzers1687 : oh think i like me, oh think they like me
lindzers1687 : fuck you im so jealous!!!
morocco00mole: you do know them!!!!
morocco00mole: i love you lindsey, you are sooo random
morocco00mole : yeah they're performing
lindzers1687 : dude im listening to it right now. i freaking LOVe that song
lindzers1687 : i always run to it, like i put it on repeat
morocco00mole : LOL, i thought you liked like rock
lindzers1687 : i am SO jealous you get to see them!!
lindzers1687 : euuw im so over rock
morocco00mole: lindsey liking rap...won't make you darker
lindzers1687 : hahah fuck you
lindzers1687 : liking lacoste wont make you any lighter
lindzers1687 : SNAP.
morocco00mole: touche
lindzers1687 : two can play at your game, tip
lindzers1687 : brb, im gonna go grab a salad from downstairs, im fucking starving | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| One minute I'm in Central Park, then I'm down on Delancey Street, from the Bowery to St. Marks, there's a syncopated beat. I'm streetwise, I can improvise, I'm street smart, I got New York City heart.
downloaded the old Fantasia last night. gotta love Mickey in Sorcerer's Apprentice.
mmmm Reeses Puffs (candy for breakfast?) and Apple Jacks (we eat what we like!) are soo good. next week i'm going to buy smacks.
gonna go see dem franchize boyz, i think that's what they're called, on friday. i think. and me and bronwyn are going to find NICE hbgs. we already have a plan worked out for how to lure these NICE hbgs.
isn't it so sad that nick got kicked off. it'll probably be daniel, chloe, and santino at fashion week. I don't think Cara is that good. poor nick. sigh.
deciding whether i should enter the national pop culture contest. its in new york, but i'm suppose to have a team, but i don't really. that'd be so cool if i made it into the contest. | | comments: 6 comments or Leave a comment |
| Disclaimer: boring commemorativeness
Me and Bron were gangstas last night. we stood out soooo much there, it was hilarious
-Went to Exit and saw Busta Rhymes. He didn't come until 3:30 am so that means we spents 6 hours going out. uhh left at 9:30, took the subway/walked which took us an hour. didn't make the guestlist time by seriously 1 minute.
-love going to Exit b/c there's always such a polic presence there. Five cop cars, three calvary and like 10 bouncers.
-Anyway got inside, danced for three hours straight with all the thousands of people from all the buroughs (minus manhattan. i think we were the only manhattan not to mention not black people there).
-we went up to the balcony (Save the Last Dance styles) and got to sit in the circular white leather booth behind the dj.
-watching a dance floor packed to capacity with black new yorkers was amazing from an aerial view. we thought a fight had broken out, but then we realized they were just dancing so damn vigourously haha. and like we could see all these guys like doing "choreographed-esque" little dances and moves..they were so cute.
-busta finally came on (i miss his braids) and it was so cool seeing the whole dance floor move their hands "up and down" and "getting low" in unison.
-we wished there was a gang shooting
-left a lil after 4. when we got our cab, these two guys who had stalked us the whole night but who we had succesfully avoided for two hours by being on the balcony, jump into our cab and bron was like "it's YOU." they like tried to get us to go with them. but i finally just shut the door.
-changed into comfy shoes at bron's, and went to san loco | | comments: Leave a comment |
| had my first interview today. got my second one tomrrow.
puuhheleeaazze let me get this job at adidas. $ + hbgs + bbms + kevin garnett = best job ever!!!! well not ever. but better than any job that i've had before.
i hope american apparel doesn't hire me b/c i don't know if i'll be able to say no to them b/c i love their clothes. but adidas would be way more fun and i might get to design the window displays.
gonna go see good night and good luck tonight. (btw does anyone else want to hurl at the fact that Kiera fucking Knightley is nominated for an oscar. three cheers for Terrence Howard though!!)
gonna go see busta rhymes tomorrow. damn excited for that.
my new favorite brand... "morphine generation"...how hardcore is that. got a shirt from them at atrium.
claire/lui have you heard of this brand? you prob have, b/c it seems like a brand that ikon would sell.
ummm my new favorite person.... tan Jason Schwartzman. its amazing and he's in my writing class and he talks to me and plays with my watch and is freakin hilarious.
i feel like a little kid. for lunch, i had an oscar mayer turkey and cheese sandwich on iron kids bread with a cookie. hehehe | | comments: Leave a comment |
| so had the longest night ever last night. it started from 4:00-9:00 with the watching of the entire !! Colin Firth "Pride and Prejudice." during which we measured and compared every part of our bodies.
twas followed by some hardcore pregaming with the watching of our favorite scenes from Wedding Crashers (shout montage, red seven red seven red seven, and gay night rape) then tina and laura embarassed themselves with some potheads one who i kinda sorta like. then tina dropped her phone in the toilet after she had peed in it. then we went to hookah where tina got more drunk, bronwyn got inquisatorial, laura well was laura, and i found the new love of my life.
yeah so this is a video of annoying nyu kids being stupid. kinda just a way for the stupid ppl who were there, to remember it. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| went to CBGB last night. it was really cool. saw "naked riot." They're a really good band and they're soo cute. anyway, but it was so cool being in the like such a famous place that everyone has a tshirt of and seeing people we know play.
short videos of their songs "let it ride" and "scoundrel"
i really hope they become famous because i like love their songs. i think they're awesome. and even bronwyn's brother (he's a master of rock) listened to them and said they're really good.
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| "Drink, Dessert, and Dress up" was a big hit last night.
we had drinks (captain morgan, skyy, bud light, smirnoff, and a lil screwdriver action in champagne glasses), Dessert (mud pie cake, cheescake, and tiramisu), and Dress up (girls were in dresses, boys in ties and one very cool boy in full suit amazing)
anyway so yeah very fun. i felt like we were all trashy trust fund babies. twas marvelous. and don't forget the journey dance party.
so yeah i love my dad. he was home during this whole debaucle. stayed in his room the whole night, and only came down during the very beginning to tell me to turn off the christmas lights. we were so loud too. we were running around everywhere. music was blaring. people were screaming durinh drinking games. he knew there was mucho alcohol. and at 4 in the morning after most everyone had left, he comes downstairs to clean up, but me and my sista had done most of it. he starts a conversation with stephanie about opera. he also hadn't slept at all, and he had a mini marathon and funeral to go to today. so my sister apologizes and he's like "oh its okay, as long as you had fun." and this morning he gave me a hug and asked me if i had fun.
see this kind of parenting makes me wanna be a good kid. he's so cool and funny that i don't mind hanging out w/ him or spending money on him. unlike w/ my mother who just yells and makes me want to defy her. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| uggh finally i'm back home in cali. I've been cut off from the world for three weeks.
florida was fun. went to the beach, partied in miami, but it'll always be wanna be california to me.
so remember when my house was empty when i moved out? so basically it's all like furnished again. its crazy. like what the hell is going on? my dad moved back in here, and like every room is decked out with beds and shit, well i'm assuming that since i haven't been in all of them yet cuz i'm lazy. but like there's furniture and interior design shit everywhere.
there's so many cool chill spots now. like the master bedroom (which is my room now, my dad moved into mine) got a widescreen Dell flatscreen plasma. its the shit. and like the dance room has a new big tv and couch. and my new mattress is a fuckin king size tempur pedic with 11 throw pillows. man i never want to go back to my shitty dorm. and i loved running up and down my stairs...aww soo fun.
OHH and we got a new sweet fridge, b/c my mom took our big one to florida. so its nice to see the hole in the wall filled.
anyway so i got a busy week ahead of me. must hang out with everyone. but like it seems that everyone is out of town or leaving or something. this is sad. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Current Music: | rolling stones-wild horse | | Time: | 01:31 am |
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| CAMP is the best movie ever. so random. i had such a craving to watch it. ran to virgin at 9, bought it. magic. the tears were flowing freely. i love musicals. these kids are so freaking talented. sometimes i wish i could sing more than I could dance. It'd be cool if I was good at both. If I had a good voice then i could sing all the live long day and not be embarassed, but i can't dance around in my tiny little dorm. and singing is a lot more prestigious and singers get all the cred. dancing doesn't really move people, but hearing some people sing like makes my heart soar. i'm really depressed. i aint got nothing
VLAD is sooooo hoottt!! "serpentine!!"
the things that i do now are for survival and that's scary. school is scary. boys are scary. independence is scary.
anyway, i'm ready to start break. last final is on friday.
okay mta cannot go on strike in NYC!!! people do not drive here! its ridiculous. i'm really annoyed. i want to go to central park, but i'm not going to walk 50 blocks. buses are broken. i'm basically stranded.
drink, dancing, and dress up
i'm basically the same age as my sister's boyfriend. weird. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| i just realized that my dad is the shit and i love him so much and i am so proud that he is my dad.
my sister googled my dad, and she sent me a link to his profile on Kaiser Permanente. Not only is he the shit when it comes to Neurosurgeons, but he's also freakin hilarious.
here are some excerpts from his profile:
-"On my part, because of my accent, I try to speak slowly and use charts, drawings, models and atlases to explain the problem."
-"For my relaxation and quiet refuge, I enjoy my classical guitar and the sand, water, fairways and trees of a golf course. I also like the competitive gladiator-like atmosphere of a tennis match followed by the soothing voice from Charlotte Church’s “Flower Duet” to prepare me for my next day’s work."
LOL
-"My youngest wants to follow in my footsteps and become a physician. I do not blame her. She volunteers at Kaiser Permanente in Roseville"
I'm in his freakin profile!! aww daddy. now i'm going to be a doctor just because I love you so much. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Your Birthdate: December 18 | 
You are a cohesive force - able to bring many people together for a common cause.
You tend to excel in work situations, but you also facilitate a lot of social gatherings too.
Beyond being a good leader, you are good at inspiring others.
You also keep your powerful emotions in check - you know when to emote and when to repress.
Your strength: Emotional maturity beyond your years
Your weakness: Wearing yourself down with too many responsibilities
Your power color: Crimson red
Your power symbol: Snowflake
Your power month: September |
right...i don't know what to think. I'm a bad leader, because I'm either a slacker or I'm a slave driver. I guess I'm pretty social and I like to plan fun things. The emotions thing is pretty true, although i'm not emotionally mature.
O.M.G this is like out of control!! my power symbol happens to be a snowflake, of all symbols...I spent 8 hours (swear to GOD) making paper snowflakes last night to decorate my room!! Whoa caaraazzaay.
I hate septemeber...i just told tina a couple days ago that it was the worst month ever..... or is it?
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us doing ridiculously cute Christmas things in NYC! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king (mighty king)
"Do you know what I know?" (do you know what i know)
"A child! A child, shivers in the cold
while you sit here with all your gold.
You selfish son of a bitch." | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| So I'm listening to some French Rap for class...I gotta admit I could get down to this shit. and it's really meaningful too. Like it's way deeper than most rap from America. Like these rapper's know the expression of the 25th image...I didn't even know that until I asked my teacher. This shit is deep. Straight from the streets.
I recommend:
NTM (who's name's an acronym in French for fuck your mother/motherland France)- "Laisse pas trainer ton fils" (don't let the education of your kids (be from the streets)), "Ma Benz" (what do you think that's referencing?), "Nique La Police Remix" (fuck the police remixed with Edith Piaf)
Zebda- "Tomber La Chemise" (take off your shirt, or let your shirt fall), "Je crois que ca va pas etre possible" (I don't think that is possible...the "polite" response the lower classes recieve when trying to get a loan, car, an apartment, etc.)
IAM- La 25eme Image (The 25th image...in short, preconcieved notions, which in this song lead to discrimination, racism etc.) this song is so awesome, my favorite.
I would love to study at NYU's program in Paris perhaps in my junior year and like experience real urban France and not just stuff like the Champs Elysees et the Eiffel Tower.
This is fun...
I'm doing my project on Christian Dior, writing my French oral, and listening to French Rap...talk about your pretentious cultural activities. sheesh | | comments: Leave a comment |
| so we went to this so called Club 58 tonight.
horrible.
usually i would think i would like it. 20 or 30 something business men and 15 year old trust fund babies.
perfect.
but i didn't like it. it was too pretentious even though it had no right to be. the dance floor sucked. too many white people. and the dj only played hip hop that white and forty year old people would know: such as yeah and EI
here's what i discovered about my likes about how i like to spend my weekends:
-i don't like drinking
-i prefer ghetto bootsy hip hop clubs, where i can get down and feel comfortable
-clubs where the clientle is 99.9% hbgs and bbms
-sitting in sweats and watching my nerdy movies (star wars, LOTR, harry potter) ALONE on a saturday night, so i don't have to worry about ppl making fun of me or more importantly i don't have to answer people's questions because i'm so sadly knowledgable in the mythology of the Force, the One Ring, and Hogwarts.
-i also realized how much i LOVE going to the movie theaters and discussing it afterward
so why the fuck did i come to new york? so i can be like in Sex and the City? I realized i hate the places they go to. where you have to be uptight and stuck up and have such low self confidence that you go to places that others say are cool, so you can be SEEN there. that is so fuckin sad. i would rather get down with homies and friends and good music.
peace. i'm out.
stew: i miss your house.
claire: i miss your house | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| thanksgiving was cool, but i really wish i had gone back to california or stayed in new york. the midwest/chicago sucks. i'm glad my mom moved to florida. it snowed in chicago while i was there so that was fun. i'm so pissed that i don't get to spend new years with ya'll.
but ok FO SHO i'm having a dress up party at my house (the big one) when i get back. i'm not sure if there will be drinking..b/c my dad might be home. If he is home, it will be a dress up/dance party/sparkling cider party, if he's not home it will be a dress up/dance party/champagne party. so make sure ya'll pack a dress when you go home for holiday break.
harry potter is soo hot. i've already seen it in imax twice, and i don't know bout ya'll, but in imax you can see his nipple hair and it is hot. haha
it's getting really cold here. i seriously just want a boyfriend so he can put his arm around me when we're walking so i won't freeze my ass off...also so we can do cute central park snow things.
i can't wait to drive my civic down 50!!
i'm saying "word" way too much.
"he rolled in with his posse en force"
"menage a quatre?"
"yeah"
"eww"
fortune has dealt me a lucky hand. muahaaha | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
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