Let me preface this with that I’m watching Donnie Darko with my mother and that regina spektor makes me cry like a baby. It is now three days later and I’m reading a book that my 10th grade teacher gave me. Back when alex zangari and I would eat pistachios in the back of the room and I directed a fucking play. And now it’s a day later and I have finished the book. Now, it’s not like I’ve been sitting around reading it, but I kinda have because I rode a bus to and from boston yesterday which took up about a good 7 hours of my life. It’s just so stupid that this book is about a teenager in boarding school but I find it so touching that I cry throughout multiple parts of it.
I am now in the condo alone and I made lentil soup because I’ve decided it’s really childish to think I can eat anything when my parents aren’t around. But man, working at a grocery store and seeing all the yummy things people buy is just so cool.
I guess I haven’t been on lj in a while and it’s because I have no internet here and that always makes me sad (which is an even sadder point) because I spend too much time inside of my own head. I can’t even waste time watching shitty television because there is no cable even. Whatever, such petty things to be upset about.
Anyway, since I finished school on the 7th of December I took two finals and ended up with my best GPA yet and I’m really hoping to make deans list. Then I pretty much took concerta to see how long I could stay awake for but in turn got pretty sick from not eating enough and drinking too much. I was annoyingly crazy.
Finally, I left Burlington and headed to Syracuse for a few dentist and doctors appointments and to be with Nicole! Saw Sam Kurey for the first time in like 6 months and overall it was a good time. Left early on Wednesday (the 22nd) for Jersey City to see Nicole/Eric and my dad! Blah blah I was sick and got hiccups 14 times over the span of two days. Saw the lion king on broadway and my sister almost suckerpunched a very angry woman in Bloomingdales.
On a semi related note, many of my friends that have met my sister over the past few weeks have a very hard time believing that she is only 22. When I stand next to her I look like a 15 year old that got left in the city by themselves and then there’s Nicole being mad business-like and seriously conquering the city. Whoop de doop, I just hope I’m not disappointing my parents.
While stating in jersey city my friend Dale came and picked me up and brought me back to his house on the shore where we did stupid things like go to the jersey shore house and drink scotch at bars. We proceeded to call his boyfriend like 10 times that night until the people next to us at the bar asked us to stop calling people on speaker phone, hmm..
Anyway, I cried on Christmas partially because I was sick and partially because I was mad that my family went to church without me (not that I actually wanted to go but I still find that point irrelevant.) My sister wouldn’t let me make the cranberry sauce because she thought my allergies would contaminate no matter how many times I pulled the noncommunicable card. All of the anger settled when we sat down and swapped presents and I definitely got my sister the best presents that I’ve ever gotten her before so I felt pretty cool. I gave her two 6 packs of woodchuck cider and some really awesome gloves but she one upped me by giving me silver sperrys and a Marc Jacobs wallet (wtf) moveover, my parents got me a yoga mat and a new camera. I am now a proud owner of a Nikon D5100 and it’s pretty fuckin cool.
After Christmas everything moved pretty quickly. My parents left two days later and on the 29th I met Lara at the French consulate where they are biatchez. Anyway, we explored Rockefeller center for a bit and I stole a 30 rock magnet. Realizing we needed to get to the train station quickly we ran many blocks/avenues and ultimately found ourselves at grand central clenching onto tickets and a fuckin ton of dollar coins that the machine dispensed back to me. And then we were off to Beka’s in Westport where BMWs flood the streets and they have their own tiffany’s jeweler on the main street in town. Went to a diner that cost a good 4 times as much as the one and Baldwinsville and then played banagrams with a lot of girls. The next day Lara Beka and I stopped at a restaurant that I drunkenly saw on a food network show and finally made it to Glastonbury where we left Beka for a long time for she is now already in paris. Lara and I proceeded to get our shit together and drive up to Burlington to meet my parents. And by this time it’s New Years Eve and were going to das pearl to get smooshy.
Now my mom is gone and lara is gone and ariel is leaving tomorrow and I’m listening to dido which also makes me sad. I’ve come to the realization that I’m not very emotional in real life but when it comes to books, movies, and music I’m a sucker for anything. And because i'm not in school i have time to focus on better (different) things. such as, reading, traveling, nail painting, relaxing, coffee-ing without a purpose. meh meh meow
I move back into my dorm on Tuesday and I just finsished a camera that needs to be developed so I guess…photos to come.
Hope everyone has had a wonderful holiday (if you made it this far into the entry…)