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now you have to muah hahahhahahah. and i demand quality from the likes of you.
1. Can you cook?
2. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite vegetable?
6. What was the last book you read?
7. Are you Dirty or Clean?
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...
1. Do we know each other outside of LJ/Myspace?
2. What's your philosophy on life?
3. Negative or Optimistic?
4. What was your dream growing up?
5. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
6. Would you give me money or a slap in the face?
7. Tell me one weird fact about you:
8. Would you have my back or kick me when I'm down?
9. Do you Trust me?
10. Have you ever kept anything from me?
11. What do you think of me as a Person?
12. Do you think I'm sane or insane?
13. Would you cry for me if I died?
14. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
15. If you could change anything about me, would you?
16. How do you fall asleep?
17. Would you come over to yell at me or just call?
18. Would you go on a blind date if I set you up?
19. If I only had one day to live would you be honest or lie?
20. A million bucks.. what would you do with it?
21. What is your worst fear?
22. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
23. How many times did you curse at me while filling out this thing?
24. Can you sing or dance?
25. In one word, how would you describe me? Be honest.... |
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| The Irish really have me down |
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| 11:33am 24/09/2006 |
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mood:  accomplished music: So Jealous, Tegan and Sara
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| You Are A Walnut Tree | 
You are strange and full of contrasts... the oddball of your group.
You are unrelenting and you have unlimited ambition.
Not always liked but always admired, you are more infamous than famous.
You are aggressive and spontaneous, and your reactions are often unexpected.
A jealous and passionate person, you are difficult in romantic relationships. |
in other news, seeing as this is my first update in years,I'm backat school, working two jobs, and living off campus in a little house by the beach. my life is pretty ok now. I actaully acted like a little homemaker yesterday. I cooked, cleaned and did laundry. it was a first. but don't think it makes me any more grown up. |
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| oh Sunday. |
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| 04:49pm 19/02/2006 |
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mood:  hopeful music: A Million Ways (Ok Go)
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You're Ireland!
Mystical and rain-soaked, you remain mysterious to many people, and this
makes you intriguing. You also like a good night at the pub, though many are just as
worried that you will blow up the pub as drink your beverage of choice. You're good
with words, remarkably lucky, and know and enjoy at least fifteen ways of eating a potato.
You really don't like snakes.
Take the Country Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid
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| A little gnomish |
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| 04:35pm 15/02/2006 |
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mood:  bouncy music: barely legal (the strokes)
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So....i stole this from ana. and it remember learning it in com 100 anyone? anyway...i do enjoy these. i mostly update only when i have one. so yeah. fill it out!
http://kevan.org/johari?name=tarerey |
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| A Funk |
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| 09:42pm 23/01/2006 |
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mood:  uncomfortable music: Time (Ben Folds)
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Sometimes, i wish i could expand space and time. Actual space. Conseptuial time. My room is not what it could be, and its not exactly what i want, and thats be cause its to damn small and i have little actual things. Also, i dont have money to buy things to decorate. I need a job badly, im out of cash and still need to buy books. The state of things frustrates and saddens me. I didn't mean to leave Sarah's room early tonight, but I wanted to get back to my room. And now I don't want to do anything to fix it. I don't think i was made to be useful. I feel like im hanging on by a very thing string. This is just now. This is just things not working out. I was happy this morning, and I will be tommorrow, but I still need to buy books. |
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| Crying is so Defeatist |
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| 10:54am 11/01/2006 |
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mood:  infuriated
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So I had a doctors appt. for which i needed blood work. So i go to the lab, since the office said they faxed over the paperwork. But, no, it wasnt there. So, i go home, call the office, and once again they say they'll fax it over. With that over with, Jim and i go to my house, and watch serenity. which is a good movie. Thinking that ill go today, i wake up at 730 to get there at 8 when in opens. only to find that once again, no faxes have arrived for me. fucking pissed, and with most of my gas wasted trying to get to this place twice, i call my mom. who doesn't answer. so i call her 50 bazillion more times to see what the fuck i should do, and still no answer. so im home, and finially decide to just fuck it, when she calls back and tells me to call the office. so apparently when they said "ok we'll fax that infromation over" they ment oh we'll put you in there computer. which is NOt the same fucking thing. So i had to go back again to finnally get it done. So, those nurses must think im retarded. Or something. But tommorrow, i think im going to rip out someones eyes. See that coming bitch. This day has just led to more and more frustration. After all this, i wanted to get some breakfast, since to get the blood stuff you can't eat the night before. All i wanted was a freakin ham, egg, and cheese on a roll. I finnaly got done and back to Irvington at 1040, when i walked into Geordanes. who apparently close there f'ing grill at 1030, as does the other 10million delis in town. So, crushed into a pile of angst, i drove home, one handed (im wounded, remember?) and i want nothing more then to crawl back into bed. I want to scream, but the neighboors might call the cops. On the other hand, i love office supplies. i noticed this, when i opened the closet at work yesterday, and there it all was. piled high. and office supply stores, rows of tape and pens, it always reminds me of school shopping. which i love as well. im a nerd arent i? something about them just awakens the organizing monster inside me.
I blame it all on loss of blood. PS, so many good angry words start with "i" |
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| I think it's time |
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| 01:27pm 07/01/2006 |
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mood:  restless music: All the Way up to Heaven (Guster)
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this doesn't bode well for my new hair cut. |
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| Updates are my Life |
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| 11:15am 19/12/2005 |
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mood:  cheerful music: Us (regina spektor)
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A Long Short entry about life recently
Friday, December the Ninth:
Weather decides to have a conniption, and we get hit with every kind of weather imaginable. Apparently in the morning there was snow, which by the time i left for the two classes i had left, since it was the last day of classes, so i go out into the world and get bombarded by rain which is also forming in puddles created by the snow. so needless to say i have to go to 210, on the other side of the world of campus, and it was awful. Even the insides of my waterproof boots were wet. Any way, im done by noon and go to meet Drew, and ask him to get us the goods for plans later in the week. So im sitting in 193, and i starts to hail. After watching people struggling and loosing to the outdoor conditions, it turns to snow. A blizzard of snow. Snow that shuts off the power. So they shut the union down, and we were forced to leave. We go to hutch to bother Greer, but shes not there, so eventually, i go back to my dorm. Where no one is. and the stairway was pitch black. that was fun for four flights of stairs. finnally people start showing up, and we congregate in my room, aided by three flashlights. soon sarah joins us, and we sit there as everything begins to go black, cause its winter and 4:00, anyway we had some good bonding moments, and apparently if i were an animal id be a raccoon? so we decide to go out into town to see if they have power. and to get food. so we leave for applebees. the second we get into the car and begin to make our escape, on go the lights. Anyway, we still had a good time at dinner, then leslie and i and other friends went to the mormons room, where i proceeded to spill alcohol twice, all over his floor. im a little clumsy sometimes.
Saturday the Tenth
Went shopping with Amanda at providence place, ran into anna, brought drew secret santa gift, and met with leslie. that mall was fuckin crazy crowded. but we had good times. that night we went to narnia! a whole giant group of us. so siting through the moive, which was so good, and amanda at certain moments starts blurting out things. not just whispering them to me or drew mind you, but just speaking them. they were hillarious, and made the movie just that much better. my favorites, when no one believes theres a world inside a wardrobe and lucy starts to cry "and thats when i'd start shooting people." and when peter is being epic in battle with his sword thing " i want to have sex with him right now" that girl is one crazy bitch
Sunday the Eleventh
Coffeehouse Christmas party, punch and mozarella sticks, a movie we never watched, and exchange of our gifts. jill was my secret santa, and she got me chalk and twisty crayons. and i gave drew his, then we bought greer hair dye and went to dane cook. which was good
Monday the Twelevth
Went to Emerald Square with sarah, rob and amanda, got amanda's present, she got mine...i wasn't allowed to leave a store, shopping shopping shopping....came back, and had a party night with my suitemates...... got hella drunk, tried white russians, and yeah, good times abounded. i drunkenly imed people, some of which i didn't remember, and we played kings and that question game. and i didn't ask one ackward question. aren't you proud of me?
Tuesday i did nothing i can remember
Wednesday the Fourteenth
I had two finals
Thursday was nothing of importance.
Friday i had an exam at 7pm that was shit earlier in the day we exchanged gifts, yay! and had another fun get together
Saturday i went home with all my clothes and such,
so now here i am on sunday with only the holey jeans left.
oh well
more shopping cause i hate studying
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| one more time |
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| 10:18pm 23/10/2005 |
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mood:  contemplative
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You fit in with:
Humanism
Your ideals mostly resemble that of a Humanist. Although you do not have a lot of faith, you are devoted to making this world better, in the short time that you have to live. Humanists do not generally believe in an afterlife, and therefore, are committed to making the world a better place for themselves and future generations.
0% scientific.
60% reason-oriented.
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Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com
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| Because i can |
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| 09:43pm 23/10/2005 |
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mood:  ditzy music: I-N-S-O-M-N-I-A
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Your Seduction Style: The Charmer |
You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement.
You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.
By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.
And then you've got them exactly where you want them! |
i just don't think so. but, alas, what else do i have to do with my time but online quizes? studying? heck no. |
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| 09:56pm 18/09/2005 |
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mood:  tired music: I Think I'm Paranoid (Garbage)
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Bette Davis
You scored 30% grit, 28% wit, 23% flair, and 33% class! |
You're one smart cookie, and you know it. You also know how to let everyone else in on the deal. You've worked hard to get where you are, and sometimes you might not have played fair. You are ruthless but charming, and the light of intelligence sparkles in your eyes. When cornered, you can and will act, but you'd rather have things go your way and live a life of ease and comfort. It's not a great idea to cross you; you will run the competition down like a rabbit, and leave them wondering what hit them. Your leading men include Errol Flynn and Paul Henreid, men who like a feisty gal with a touch of class.
Find out what kind of classic leading man you'd make by taking the
Classic Leading Man Test
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My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender
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You scored higher than 77%
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You scored higher than 51%
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You scored higher than 9%
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You scored higher than 80%
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zox was good, but the crowd sucked some major ass. to start off, a whole bunch of them smelled like they hadn't showered in weeks, and these were mostly the ones in front of us, and people started moshing. people were jumping into each other and body surfing...at one point a girl dropped on my head. i hope to take advatage of more of the shows at lupos in the future. |
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| 61% Hellish |
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| 02:33pm 16/09/2005 |
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mood: energetic music: Things You Said (Ana)
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Im going to concert tommorrow at lupos. im excited. i finally got my classes all settled down, which is good news, and my schedule gets progressivly easier as the week goes on. example, mondays im done at 330, thursdays at 11, friday at 12. im excited. its shaping up to be good. i was carrying around $6. 04 in change. i carry around to much extra baggage. |
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| College, it's what's for dinner |
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| 12:59am 10/09/2005 |
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mood: jubilant music: Cinnamon Park (Jill Sobule)
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so....im back. an it is one dose after another of total and complete AWESOMENESS!!! first, my suitemates are amazing, and the room, though quite a bit tinier than the one before it, is daily more and more decorated and compeletly moved in to really be feeling like my room, shared with another person. classes are classes, and though they all seem interesting (i haven't had one yet, though) and i think i have a life plan sorta sketched out, which i also count as amazing. the coffeehouse, again amazing! jill got hired to, which didnt really change much, since she was there all the time anyway, but now she can make things! and we can have shifts and stuff. and stuff. the only issue i can see with having all my friends in one suite is that we dont have many places to go to to have a wide variety of new people, as we would in a hall set up. this has turned into rambling. its one in the morning, and im fucking tired. However, today we had a mini-hall reunion at lunch to day, again, the awesome, and so hopefully we will be keeping touch with a lot of the people from last year. i keep walking into people i knew last year, and maybe talked to twice or had a class with or something, but i always see so many familiar faces where ever i go, but i dont know who they are. the only not awesome part of today was going to return a book for a class and not realizing i needed the receit until i was second in line (after having waited at least 20 min.) but then, the coffeehouse got a hole load of supplies and things, so we can really open and have stuff, which i think kinda evens it out a bit. then, later, there was a concert on the quad, a random planned event that me and leslie hopped on over to, and the first band was ok, but i didnt like the singer, they did however, have an awesome pianist, and a sax player, which was rare and cool, and also good. next band, didnt like so much, so we went over to the coffeehouse and got... hot chocolate! it was awesome! i love the word awesome, and plan to severly over use it in this entry. so then we go back out, and run into jill! leslie and i kept trying to pry her away from the clutches of WoW, but it was finally managed by Comer, one of the people who organized the random, planned concert. so we see the last band, slik willy, and im not into there thing really, but they were good. and the basist was hot. and so was his brother, who came on stage to do things. Next move, back to coffeehouse, which i know jsut about spend my life in, apparently,and color in a muppet baby coloring book! awesome in an i'm three kinda way. or im a college student who's totally three at heart. so then jill want to go. like back to WoW or whatever. but then we run into this kid joe, and helps me convince her to go back to the coffeehouse. so we play cranium till midnight, and continue with the amazing day. the end. also, everyone lived happily ever after, but thats totally not the point of this story. i think i have a crack problem. |
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| As my body falls apart |
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| 11:22pm 07/08/2005 |
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Today i went tubing. I did not remeber i was going tubing, until a manager called at 9something and asked if i could work today. "uh, i have something that i planned today i think" was i think what my very convicing answer was. then i remembered that i was going to casey's tubing party thing and she was coming at 10. and 10 was in 5 minuets. it was all well and good, exciting, fun times, being one of the last groups of people (we went with a bus load of other tubers) to get anywhere. and true jim and i did get out before we went over the waterfall, but you know what mother fuckers, i dont care that im a scaredy cat, and we went down a set of rapids that was basically the same thing, and i did not fall out of my tube once. so ha. well. now im feeling 10 times the amount of pain i should. first, i have an unusual rash like thing on both the insides of my elbows. this could either be a reaction to some bush or whatever, or a rug burn like thing from paddling the tubes. i think its the latter, cause as far as i know im not alergic to anything. now my shoulders and my back switch on and off from feeling like there trying to pry themselves away from the rest of my body. and the cherry on top is that i just noticed my legs from the knees down, are extremely badly sunburned. it feels like i have no skin. i just kinda want to yell "OOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW" and then let my body fall apart.
peace.
also, sorry for my long winded rant about my pain. |
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| MORE QUIZZES!!!! |
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| 12:41am 04/08/2005 |
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First best friend: Jen Kestenbaum/Lauren Squazzo
First car: none
First kiss: jim-fouth of july
First screen name: candytgirl...oh the horrors
First funeral: my grandfathers, when i was 10
First pet: jasper, cat,
First piercing/tattoo: ears, 8,9,12 all the same whole
First enemy: all self proclaimed. though i have named enemies of mine, i dont know if the feeling is returned
First big trip: Disney when i was 8?
LASTS!!
Last cigarette: last night
Last car ride: about 30 minuetes ago,
Last time u cried: Not during Titanic. or any recent movies (sorry jim)
Last movie watched: 12 Monkeys
Last food you ate: tea.
Last crush: Cristian Alvarez. when he walked into the movie theater to start his first shift...aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
Last person you called: chinny
Last time showered: this morning
Last shoes worn: my flipflops. which for some reason i decided to wear with socks.
Last sexual temptation: hmmmmmmmmm...
Last cd played: Wilco, which i thought was mostly bad, and realized that basically the best songs on the cd, which i really like, were giving to me by a friend, and the rest werent the same.
Last item bought: um. i went to the mall yesterday...im sure i boought, yeah i bought jim lunch
Last annoyance: my sister, my mother, when i couldnt get the lock to open on the front door
Last time wanting to die: Ive rather liked living lately
Last shirt worn: my pj shirt |
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| A Long Time Gone |
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| 12:16am 04/08/2005 |
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so, the last time i left ya'll faithful readers, i had just died my hair burgandy..or green as the color at first seemed to have turned. Sufice to say that was so long ago that the die has pretty much faded completely from my hair. The new development is a significant chunk of it missing from the front of my head.
This friends, comes from trusting people with scissors when sificiantly inebreaded. I believe this all started while taking a break from the heat in his nice aconditioned tv room. when the subject came around to cutting hair, and he asked if he could have a strand of mine. "whatever," i thought, "i have a lot of hair." without much thinking, i pulled one, and he cut...this happened twice. Though the second time, it happened in the back, where it cannot be noticed. even by me, even now. but that leaves me with the first strand. which, as mentioned before, is in the front of my head. Its like i have bangs again, but only on one side of my part. i cant really hide it. my mother noticed it today. i had to make up a story about stragly end pieces from when my hair was layered. she seemed to have bought it. i hope my hair grows out damn fast.
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