Well, I literary have not written in this thing in ages. I just put the last post up so I wouldn't look lame. A lot of things have been going on, nothing major though. Hmmm, let's see so last Friday night Kelly, Chris Justus, Jim, and I decided to paint the tunnels. Well, a tunnel (we have a tunnel here in school that anyone can paint and promote events and etc.). The KD sorority pledged painted all over with dumb little messages that said, "Dear Big, I love you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Love, Ditzy." It's pathetic. Everyone knows it is, but nobody has ever done anything about it. Why the hell would you put up on a pedestal some dumb girl who you pay their organization about $400/semester? I just don't get it. So, us four took it upon us to make a difference and let the tunnel gain its freedom. You can say it was vandalization, graffitti, or art. It doesn't matter it made a statement. A very RAW statement which I don't think I will get into much detail about. For a whole weekend the tunnel shined and I was secretly engulfing myself with the praises people were giving to our manifestatioin. Unfortunately, another sorority has already covered it up. We shall see about that...
Saturday night was wicked fun. Patty, Kelly, and I went to this oriental restaurant named The King and I where we saw Ryn and Dave C on their first date (oh so cute! PuKe!!! hehehe) . After that Patty dropped us off at the Dryden Theater in the Eastman House where we watched this 1950s film called Harvey starring Jimmy Stewart. It was great. I have forgotten how good and therapeutic it is to laugh at nice innocent humor; I felt like a little kid again. Well, that feeling only last for so long because after the movie Kelly and I walked down East Ave and went to Coyote Joe's and had a couple of beers. (Those were the only drinks we could afford, they were a dollar special) About 30 minutes Patty arrived from the theater and we decided to go to Milestone's on A(lexander) Street. Oh my goodness, it was soooooooo much fun!!! There was a live band, the music was great, the lead singer tried to .....with us (lol), and we got a couple of more drinks as well (ay, ya ya). Towards the end of the night these two guys bought Kelly and I two rounds of drinks (Patty was not interested, she's got a boy). These guys try to talk to us and it's going well. Then they ask us, "So, what do you two do?" And we respond, "We go to the U of R. How about you guys?" They say, "Oh, we don't go to school. We are PROFESSIONAL PAINT BALL PLAYERS." What??? Now, that is either the coolest job on this planet or the corniest, cheesiest, lamest pick-up line I have ever heard. Kelly and I agreed it was the second one and we just cracked up. Oh my gosh. That's insane. After that remark nothing happened, and we had to get going it was about 3 am. Plus, all three of us had rehearsal at 10 am. The guys insisted for us to come back next week and meet them there. I am not so sure, but if they are going buy us a couple more rounds I wouldn't mind. Hahaha!!! Whatever, I am not selling myself for some "Long Island Ice Tea" or a "Metropolitan". I just had too much fun.
Maybe this weekend I shall go again...
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Saturday, March 26, 2005
Speechless
This is what we discussed in my Political Science class titled "Art & Politics" this past Thursday....
where are we heading to?
Saturday, March 19, 2005
Back in the R.O.C.
Damn. I am back in upstate New York with the cold and probably getting a cold. It's hard to believe that just a week ago I was in 90 degree weather with the sun on my face and be surrounded by some truly awesome people. Now, I am back at Rochester with more work than I can handle, stress from work, classes, and the plays. Yes, you read right. I wrote PLAYS. I am in the play I auditioned for since the beginning of this year and I also tried out for the annual one act festival, and I got in. It's going to be insane. I think by the end of this year I will definately have some two or three (thousand) grey hairs. I have been irritated so much already with some things going down in the theater that I have compiled a list. Here it goes:
Irritating Things in the Theater:
1. Girls who are definately way bigger than a B cup not wearing any bras and jumping up and down
2. Receiving directions from two people at a time
3. People not understandig the fact that I have a speech impediment
i will continue later i have to go
Irritating Things in the Theater:
1. Girls who are definately way bigger than a B cup not wearing any bras and jumping up and down
2. Receiving directions from two people at a time
3. People not understandig the fact that I have a speech impediment
i will continue later i have to go
Friday, March 11, 2005
Estoy en Tejas
Ahhh!!! This is not good, definately not good (Well, it's excellent, but that's besides the point). I am getting too accustomed to this warm weather, the pampering, the not doing any work, the taking a break from everything, hanging out with my friends, being with my family. It's going to be horrible when I get back. I am going to miss all these wonderful parts of my life. Spring Break has been soooooooooooo great and I really don't want to go back to school next Monday. I would love it if my university was here. hehehe However, I do miss my peepz from upstate New York. Ahhhhhh. I am so torn apart. You see, school would be awesome if I didn't have to go back to writing three 15-pages essays, getting back my International Relations exams, going to work, and not having any sleep. Other than that school would kick some major butt!!! LOL Oh well. (*sigh*) However, I am a bit ansy to see how the new play is going to be. I really hope I stayed as an antagonist. I love being the bad one (because I am so not that in real life ....hehehe). We'll see what happens in the next days. But as of right now I have to go to the Sprint Store and get my phone checked again. Ugh!!! They put the wrong area code its 585 not 956!!!
Tracey's joke of the week:
What does Snoop Doggy Dog use to wash his whites?
Blllllllllllleeeeeaaaaatch!!!!! (I don't know if I spelled it right, but you get the point. Oh, that Tracey cracks me up.)
P.S. Happy Be-Lated 21st Patty =)
Tracey's joke of the week:
What does Snoop Doggy Dog use to wash his whites?
Blllllllllllleeeeeaaaaatch!!!!! (I don't know if I spelled it right, but you get the point. Oh, that Tracey cracks me up.)
P.S. Happy Be-Lated 21st Patty =)
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Freedom!!!
Sintiendo el fuego en mi interior...
I am done, I am done, I am done, I am freakin' done!!! I had my last final today on Theories of International Relations (PSC 272). Can I say that was brutal?!?!?!?!
Well, I haven't blogged in about a week. It has been mad crazy. I haven't had any descent sleep for the past week. I have been going to sleep at 5:30 am and waking up at 9:30 am to go to class. I am running on energy drinks like Red Bulls and today I barely had a somewhat ok meal. But I am too busy with the play, work, school, homework, socializing (hehehe). However, today all my classes are done. Well, at least for a week but all in all i still have a break. Sooooooo, Sunday I will be going home to TX to the warmth. I come back to crappy winds and feet of snow of Rochester on March 14th. I can't wait to see everybody. I am need some desperate lovin' from mi familia and amigos!!! Don't get me wrong I love all my friends here (special shout out to Patty and Nick(DiCola not to be confused with Nick Charkow from back at home, although I am sending a shout to you too man, I haven't see or talked to you in forever!!!)), but you know I just need that love from da Rio Grande!!! Patty and Nick, you always make me smile. Thank you for your gift.
Today, after my test I went to Common Ground Cafe with Ted and met Nels there. My boyz are insane. They made me laugh so much. But Nels and I were like on this high because we are so psyched to go home. He goes to the warmth of Cali, and well, you know where I am going. We had these huge smiles plasterred on our faces. I felt kind of bad because we were talking about it in front of Ted (Ted, is from Syracuse about 2 hours from here, so he will just see snow throughout his Spring Break). I'll get a tan for you !!! =) I am so glad all this shit is behind me. Now, I am just counting down to go home. I will be chillaxing like it's my job!!!
On a very side note...I have been hearing this "Soldier" song by Destiny's Child all over the place. I freakin' hate it. There are some guys here from the Army ROTC group on campus that think its the best thing ever because they sing, "I need a soldier." Hello, they don't mean a soldier like in the army, they mean like a strong man in the sack and with a large sack. Can it get anymore explicit? Oh dumb boys with their big egos. The song is sooo repetitive and without a point. It's not one of Destiny Child's best. I prefer to stay with the classics like Can You Pay My Bills, I Say No No No, or Say My Name. All good songs that have not been produced by lead singer's boyfriend. Ugh!!!
I am done, I am done, I am done, I am freakin' done!!! I had my last final today on Theories of International Relations (PSC 272). Can I say that was brutal?!?!?!?!
Well, I haven't blogged in about a week. It has been mad crazy. I haven't had any descent sleep for the past week. I have been going to sleep at 5:30 am and waking up at 9:30 am to go to class. I am running on energy drinks like Red Bulls and today I barely had a somewhat ok meal. But I am too busy with the play, work, school, homework, socializing (hehehe). However, today all my classes are done. Well, at least for a week but all in all i still have a break. Sooooooo, Sunday I will be going home to TX to the warmth. I come back to crappy winds and feet of snow of Rochester on March 14th. I can't wait to see everybody. I am need some desperate lovin' from mi familia and amigos!!! Don't get me wrong I love all my friends here (special shout out to Patty and Nick(DiCola not to be confused with Nick Charkow from back at home, although I am sending a shout to you too man, I haven't see or talked to you in forever!!!)), but you know I just need that love from da Rio Grande!!! Patty and Nick, you always make me smile. Thank you for your gift.
Today, after my test I went to Common Ground Cafe with Ted and met Nels there. My boyz are insane. They made me laugh so much. But Nels and I were like on this high because we are so psyched to go home. He goes to the warmth of Cali, and well, you know where I am going. We had these huge smiles plasterred on our faces. I felt kind of bad because we were talking about it in front of Ted (Ted, is from Syracuse about 2 hours from here, so he will just see snow throughout his Spring Break). I'll get a tan for you !!! =) I am so glad all this shit is behind me. Now, I am just counting down to go home. I will be chillaxing like it's my job!!!
On a very side note...I have been hearing this "Soldier" song by Destiny's Child all over the place. I freakin' hate it. There are some guys here from the Army ROTC group on campus that think its the best thing ever because they sing, "I need a soldier." Hello, they don't mean a soldier like in the army, they mean like a strong man in the sack and with a large sack. Can it get anymore explicit? Oh dumb boys with their big egos. The song is sooo repetitive and without a point. It's not one of Destiny Child's best. I prefer to stay with the classics like Can You Pay My Bills, I Say No No No, or Say My Name. All good songs that have not been produced by lead singer's boyfriend. Ugh!!!
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Something Major
So tonight is the big night...
Major Barbara is opening. Finally, all the work, hours spent in the theater, and the strenuous Kabuki will pay off. I wish I had a little bit more of energy so I could really be happy about it. Don't get me wrong I am ecstatic, but my first reaction when people were saying, "Opening night is tomorrow!" my thoughts were Wow! I am almost going home to take a rest! I mean how f***ed up is that? I should be jumping around and shouting at the top of my lungs, but lately I have been so tired with eveything and everyone. I am just irritated for some reason and I can't put my finger on it. I want to rest. I need to rest before I end up having to rest on a hospital bed.
However, I do want to say that I am so proud of the entire cast and crew for Major Barbara. We all put ourselves and Todd Theater on the line with this prodution, but I think we have a kick-ass show. Everyone is rocking out with their costumes, make up, and Kabuki. I can't believe that five weeks have slipped through our hands and now we are hear about to embark on the last leg of this crazy journey. You have surprised me! (and I have even surprised myself) Break a leg!!! p.s. We must get those massages.
I am ready to fly...
Major Barbara is opening. Finally, all the work, hours spent in the theater, and the strenuous Kabuki will pay off. I wish I had a little bit more of energy so I could really be happy about it. Don't get me wrong I am ecstatic, but my first reaction when people were saying, "Opening night is tomorrow!" my thoughts were Wow! I am almost going home to take a rest! I mean how f***ed up is that? I should be jumping around and shouting at the top of my lungs, but lately I have been so tired with eveything and everyone. I am just irritated for some reason and I can't put my finger on it. I want to rest. I need to rest before I end up having to rest on a hospital bed.
However, I do want to say that I am so proud of the entire cast and crew for Major Barbara. We all put ourselves and Todd Theater on the line with this prodution, but I think we have a kick-ass show. Everyone is rocking out with their costumes, make up, and Kabuki. I can't believe that five weeks have slipped through our hands and now we are hear about to embark on the last leg of this crazy journey. You have surprised me! (and I have even surprised myself) Break a leg!!! p.s. We must get those massages.
I am ready to fly...
Monday, February 21, 2005
Just a Thought
Change around the words that you say, to suit me fine.
Predictable behavior
I crave ya
I'm driving y'all
My own is living save
Sometimes I hate ya
But I'm whipped
Being gone ? head down to the crypt
Restricted like a conscript
You loved to bully
I placed the blame with you
Fully...
Change around the words that you say, to suit me fine.
Make them mine...
Don't panic
There is only we too left on the planet I can explain..
I know it happened again,
It's manic
I'm standing in the flame, trying to fan it
You don't know what you've got till it's gone
And by the edge of the night,
you nobody belong thru this ad joint.
And that's what you cut.
Listen to the voice of your head, It makes no sense, Take a rest
I'm addicted..
I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self believe
Feed all day from underneath
Like a fief,
I left weak, barely able to speak
I seek nothing but constant supply
I can read every look in your eyes
I leave with a lie
Maybe our love will never die
Or, maybe it's the last time I make you cry
Make my appeal like the condemned.
Let's go away for the weekend
Your life I will steal and descend with it
Predictable behavior
I crave ya
I'm driving y'all
My own is living save
Sometimes I hate ya
But I'm whipped
Being gone ? head down to the crypt
Restricted like a conscript
You loved to bully
I placed the blame with you
Fully...
Change around the words that you say, to suit me fine.
Make them mine...
Don't panic
There is only we too left on the planet I can explain..
I know it happened again,
It's manic
I'm standing in the flame, trying to fan it
You don't know what you've got till it's gone
And by the edge of the night,
you nobody belong thru this ad joint.
And that's what you cut.
Listen to the voice of your head, It makes no sense, Take a rest
I'm addicted..
I have a demon for a wife
He delights in your pretty face and he hates my life
Takes notes on how to provoke past grief
Makes my teeth decay with the last of my self believe
Feed all day from underneath
Like a fief,
I left weak, barely able to speak
I seek nothing but constant supply
I can read every look in your eyes
I leave with a lie
Maybe our love will never die
Or, maybe it's the last time I make you cry
Make my appeal like the condemned.
Let's go away for the weekend
Your life I will steal and descend with it
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Killing Some Time
It's killer Thursday today!!! I am just taking a quick rest from the mayhem of today. I have class all day till about 7 tonight. All I gotta say is that thank goodness I do not have rehearsal tonight or then I would surely die and come back to life again and die once more just for grins. (*Side note* whoever is reading this and is in the Rochester, NY area should definately come and watch Major Barbara opening next Thursday at Todd Theater on River Campus. Tickets are $6 and youcan flex them or reserve them at the theater's website....aka this is what I have been rehearsing ever since we got back from winter break).
I can't help but laugh at myself sometimes. On Monday I was devastated and bitter about Valentine's Day. Today, I don't even care. Nothing extraordinary has happened since that time, but I just think I got over my melodramatic self and realized how insane I truly am. Anyone who doesn't know me that well may think that I have my head on my shoulders and can deal with anything, but most of the time I am caught up in some cloud day-dreaming and thinking about things that in some way or shape complicate my insignificant ordinary life. However, I do like to think that at times I am in my very own soap opera. So, every time I see this particular cute guy the soundtrack begins playing "I can't get enough of you baby," and everything slows down for a couple of seconds until I am left standing there like a fool with huge smile on my face. Oh what it is to dream!!! =) hehehe
I have had this song in my head for about three days, and I don't get tired of it. I think it is because it brings so many funny memories and fun times to my mind.
I can't help but laugh at myself sometimes. On Monday I was devastated and bitter about Valentine's Day. Today, I don't even care. Nothing extraordinary has happened since that time, but I just think I got over my melodramatic self and realized how insane I truly am. Anyone who doesn't know me that well may think that I have my head on my shoulders and can deal with anything, but most of the time I am caught up in some cloud day-dreaming and thinking about things that in some way or shape complicate my insignificant ordinary life. However, I do like to think that at times I am in my very own soap opera. So, every time I see this particular cute guy the soundtrack begins playing "I can't get enough of you baby," and everything slows down for a couple of seconds until I am left standing there like a fool with huge smile on my face. Oh what it is to dream!!! =) hehehe
I have had this song in my head for about three days, and I don't get tired of it. I think it is because it brings so many funny memories and fun times to my mind.
…And I don't wanna be an old man anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor
Shakin' booty, makin' sweet love all the night
It's time I got back to the Good Life
It's time i got back, it's time i got back
And I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back…
Yeah!
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Chinese Food is the Devil
I hate "Number One Chinese Food" place. I have a tummy ache, and I am not ashamed to admit that I want my mommy.
Once again I have spent another Valentine's Day by myself. No surprise in that. I hate the bullshit that all your friends (who are in somewhat of a relationship) try to console and tell you. Things such as: guys can't see what's in front of them, that I am too good for them, that none of them deserve me, that I am pretty but they can't see that. Why give the whole bullshit speech? Just fucking say, "He is not that into you," or in my case "Men are just not that into you." Maybe after being told that by somebody I will finally give up and spend my life in a convent praying the rosary till I die of old age. Last night when I was falling asleep I was thinking about how maybe I have lost my chance to find that right guy. Maybe Renke (my ex) was the best that I was ever going to have, and I let him go. But, I just don't think that is possible. He couldn't of been "the one" for me. I know I deserve more, or maybe I have way too antic and high expectations for guys, and thus, I am over looking the low, mediocre, anal rententive creeps all around me. I mean really there are plenty of creeps in the see; I mean fish. However, there is always something I can count on..... my wonderful friends back at home. They understand. And, there is nothing better than receiving a call or a text from them in order to feel the warmth all the way from the deep South Texas.
Happy Valentine's Day Everyone.
Happy Single-Lonely-You're Such A Loser- Day to Me.
Once again I have spent another Valentine's Day by myself. No surprise in that. I hate the bullshit that all your friends (who are in somewhat of a relationship) try to console and tell you. Things such as: guys can't see what's in front of them, that I am too good for them, that none of them deserve me, that I am pretty but they can't see that. Why give the whole bullshit speech? Just fucking say, "He is not that into you," or in my case "Men are just not that into you." Maybe after being told that by somebody I will finally give up and spend my life in a convent praying the rosary till I die of old age. Last night when I was falling asleep I was thinking about how maybe I have lost my chance to find that right guy. Maybe Renke (my ex) was the best that I was ever going to have, and I let him go. But, I just don't think that is possible. He couldn't of been "the one" for me. I know I deserve more, or maybe I have way too antic and high expectations for guys, and thus, I am over looking the low, mediocre, anal rententive creeps all around me. I mean really there are plenty of creeps in the see; I mean fish. However, there is always something I can count on..... my wonderful friends back at home. They understand. And, there is nothing better than receiving a call or a text from them in order to feel the warmth all the way from the deep South Texas.
Happy Valentine's Day Everyone.
Happy Single-Lonely-You're Such A Loser- Day to Me.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Bad Name and Bad Education
So what the fuck?!?!?!?!? You think that after knowing somebody for like a year they could at least learn how to spell your fucking name!!! It's Gaby. Not GaBBy, or Gabi, or Gaebe, or any of that shit. I am sorry, it's just something that I would like to take off my chest. I am looking through my friend's web pictures and right there in big huge letters it said, "Gabby and Me." What the fuzzy??? I hate you man; I really do. First, you are annoying. Second, you are an attention whore. Third, you try to please people in whatever they say just so they can like you. Fourth, in the process of pleasing these people you are completely irritating, loud, and make stupid remarks. Fifth, you might think you are funny, but I got news for you Dr. Klondike, you're not!!!! Sixth, you miss three days of rehearsal even though you were here, on campus, having dinner for the third one. And finally, I hate how I don't hate you, not even one bit, not even at all. So, just get over yourself and I'll get over myself and let's be friends again before I decided to rip your head off again. (sigh) hehehe You know it's all play!!!
Thank goodness that that is over now. On another note, I just got back from The Little with Shannon and her boyfriend Avery (they're so cute!). We went to go see La Mala Educacion (Bad Education) starring (my future husband) Gael Garcia Bernal and directed by Pedro Almodovar who is a phenomenal director. I thought the film was great and Bernal did a fantastic job with the role. Every time I watch him in a new film I am blown away from his performance. I only wish that one day I could rock the silver screen and the stage just like he does. It is my ultimate dream!!! We'll see one day. But, if you have the chance to go see this movie, I recommend it deeply. It must be one of the top films I have seen this year. I can't compare it to Closer, The Aviator, I ♥ Huckabees, and Finding Neverland, because the story is so out there that it is filled with twist and turns that kept me on my feet throughout the entirety of the film. GO WATCH IT!!!
Thank goodness that that is over now. On another note, I just got back from The Little with Shannon and her boyfriend Avery (they're so cute!). We went to go see La Mala Educacion (Bad Education) starring (my future husband) Gael Garcia Bernal and directed by Pedro Almodovar who is a phenomenal director. I thought the film was great and Bernal did a fantastic job with the role. Every time I watch him in a new film I am blown away from his performance. I only wish that one day I could rock the silver screen and the stage just like he does. It is my ultimate dream!!! We'll see one day. But, if you have the chance to go see this movie, I recommend it deeply. It must be one of the top films I have seen this year. I can't compare it to Closer, The Aviator, I ♥ Huckabees, and Finding Neverland, because the story is so out there that it is filled with twist and turns that kept me on my feet throughout the entirety of the film. GO WATCH IT!!!
Saturday, February 12, 2005
Set Gibberish
"I am in love with a lion tamer from Kabul....."
Well, not exactly, but I do find myself flirting with our set designer for Major Barbara. This is bad. *Disclaimer: the set designer flirts back, and he is only about 28. So, don't think that he is an old man of about 54!!!* His name is Justin and he is really cool. He came back to Rochester last night because he had to be at the opening of his other show (Off Broadway, if I may add). Those cute nerdy-kick-ass-gallant glasses are the best and he wears Rocketdogs which I give him major props for (having asswesome shoes are a perk). Note, I am not going to try anything because that would be so unprofessional on my part and it just isn't right. =) But I can look!!! hehehehe
Well, right now I have about a 2 hour break from rehearsal so I decided to post a blog (cuz I have nothing better to do, such is life). But really, I want to thank everyone who is out there reading these things and caring. Don't worry about me. After some shock therapy the twitching should go away. I am just anxiously waiting for the day that I go home. Unfortunately, I am leaving on my friend Patty's 21st B-day, but we will definately have to go out and celebrate when I get back. Being 21 isn't that much fun if you don't have friends around you to share it with. Oh well. I shall soon return. **Don't get discouraged Tipsey-Tracey you only have about 4 more months**
Hmmmm, I think it is time for a nap. Sounds like a plan Stan. 1,2,3 Sleep!!!
Well, not exactly, but I do find myself flirting with our set designer for Major Barbara. This is bad. *Disclaimer: the set designer flirts back, and he is only about 28. So, don't think that he is an old man of about 54!!!* His name is Justin and he is really cool. He came back to Rochester last night because he had to be at the opening of his other show (Off Broadway, if I may add). Those cute nerdy-kick-ass-gallant glasses are the best and he wears Rocketdogs which I give him major props for (having asswesome shoes are a perk). Note, I am not going to try anything because that would be so unprofessional on my part and it just isn't right. =) But I can look!!! hehehehe
Well, right now I have about a 2 hour break from rehearsal so I decided to post a blog (cuz I have nothing better to do, such is life). But really, I want to thank everyone who is out there reading these things and caring. Don't worry about me. After some shock therapy the twitching should go away. I am just anxiously waiting for the day that I go home. Unfortunately, I am leaving on my friend Patty's 21st B-day, but we will definately have to go out and celebrate when I get back. Being 21 isn't that much fun if you don't have friends around you to share it with. Oh well. I shall soon return. **Don't get discouraged Tipsey-Tracey you only have about 4 more months**
Hmmmm, I think it is time for a nap. Sounds like a plan Stan. 1,2,3 Sleep!!!
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Totally Radical Awesome Mädchen!!!
I know that there are certain times in my life when I only concentrate on the nearest things or people. I tend to miss the bigger picture. The picture that includes everyone in my life. And I know sometimes the things that I put down on this blog exclude some people. I apologize.
My Dearest Friend,
Yeah, you know who you are. I know at times we don't agree with the same things or have much in common. But those differences are the ones that keep me connected to you. I am intrigued and would love to learn more about you. You and I are like salt and pepper. They're different spices, but both make food taste a whole lot better, and when they are together they are delicious. Okay, so that is a really bad anology, but I think you know what I mean. I don't think there has never been a time where you have not been there for me. In whatever situation I am in or however I feel you are there by my side even if it not physically for the most part. For the past years you have been one of the closest people to me. However, I forget to tell you how much I appreciate and treasure your friendship. I love you, girl!!! And we both love Jason Wade. *1,2,3, sigh* hehehe I hope to see you soon back at home so we can go to the beach and get a tan....I swear I am pale with the winter up here. Take Care.
Love Always,
G-jo
My Dearest Friend,
Yeah, you know who you are. I know at times we don't agree with the same things or have much in common. But those differences are the ones that keep me connected to you. I am intrigued and would love to learn more about you. You and I are like salt and pepper. They're different spices, but both make food taste a whole lot better, and when they are together they are delicious. Okay, so that is a really bad anology, but I think you know what I mean. I don't think there has never been a time where you have not been there for me. In whatever situation I am in or however I feel you are there by my side even if it not physically for the most part. For the past years you have been one of the closest people to me. However, I forget to tell you how much I appreciate and treasure your friendship. I love you, girl!!! And we both love Jason Wade. *1,2,3, sigh* hehehe I hope to see you soon back at home so we can go to the beach and get a tan....I swear I am pale with the winter up here. Take Care.
Love Always,
G-jo
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
It Continues to Look Cloudy
I want to fall into the wind and let a cloud catch me .....
So, I don't think I am suffering from depression because I know there is something completely off balance within me. However, I cannot pin-point my illness (and that's if I even have one). It might all be a mind game. You know what, it is. Everything that is preplexing me is in my head, and thus, I am portraying it externally to the world and to myself. I look into the mirror and I don't recognize the reflection. I have broken the connection between me and my soul. I don't know if I might be ready to move on to another place, or if I have to meet new people. Maybe I have to stop being so caught in this High School bull shit environment and open my eyes to the life that is living in front of me. However, I do know that there are two very important factors missing in my life right now. I need a dosage of my crazy yet loving family and some very much deserved time with my Filipino (You know who you are!!!! We need to hang out pronto!!!) . I think going home for spring break will be a very good to me, like medicine. I just hope I get enough of home to help get through the end of the semester.
On a side note I want to amputate my right leg because the pain is horrible. About two weeks I rolled/sprained my ankle. The pain hasn't gone away. I am starting to get a bit worried, but I don't want to go to the university's clinic because I am afraid of what they might say. I don't want to wear a cast, be on crutches, or be off my foot; opening night for Major Barbara is in about two weeks and I need to be able to move around without a problem, especially if we are doing it Kabuki Style. Oh well!!!
Send me the love
I really need it
Pray for me
I will hear it
Send me peace
And I'll take it like a kiss
So, I don't think I am suffering from depression because I know there is something completely off balance within me. However, I cannot pin-point my illness (and that's if I even have one). It might all be a mind game. You know what, it is. Everything that is preplexing me is in my head, and thus, I am portraying it externally to the world and to myself. I look into the mirror and I don't recognize the reflection. I have broken the connection between me and my soul. I don't know if I might be ready to move on to another place, or if I have to meet new people. Maybe I have to stop being so caught in this High School bull shit environment and open my eyes to the life that is living in front of me. However, I do know that there are two very important factors missing in my life right now. I need a dosage of my crazy yet loving family and some very much deserved time with my Filipino (You know who you are!!!! We need to hang out pronto!!!) . I think going home for spring break will be a very good to me, like medicine. I just hope I get enough of home to help get through the end of the semester.
On a side note I want to amputate my right leg because the pain is horrible. About two weeks I rolled/sprained my ankle. The pain hasn't gone away. I am starting to get a bit worried, but I don't want to go to the university's clinic because I am afraid of what they might say. I don't want to wear a cast, be on crutches, or be off my foot; opening night for Major Barbara is in about two weeks and I need to be able to move around without a problem, especially if we are doing it Kabuki Style. Oh well!!!
Send me the love
I really need it
Pray for me
I will hear it
Send me peace
And I'll take it like a kiss
Sunday, February 06, 2005
Last Night's Recap
What the F***? I can't believe it is already February 6!!! Where has the time gone by? It felt like Mouthful of Birds was ages ago, and May seems closer to ever. Whoa!!! My sister will soon be graduating high school, my brother will be going to high school, my baby sister is going to jr. high, and I am almost half way done with my college career. It's INSANE!!!!!!! I realized all this last night when I was backing to the D-House with my friend Nick and we were talking about how fast time has passed by.
I had a really fun time last night. I was coming back form rehearsal and as I was walking up the stairs Nick was coming down and he asked me to go to Walmart with him. As we were walking to Park Lot, Nick decides to clap to this tree and in a millisecond a million birds fly out from that tree. I almost peed in my pants. It seemed like something right out of a Hitchcock movie. I was going to be attacked...hehehe. So we went to Walmart, got some yarn, and then dived ourselves into this massive pile of old school movies and see if we could find Teen Witch. I know, it's not the best, but it is a classic. So, Top That! =) We weren't ready to head back to campus yet. Instead, we decided to head straight for the dollar cinema and watch Shark's Tale. It was funny, but not as great and original as Finding Nemo. I think it was a film directed more towards the American audience than the international; there were too many American-pop-culture references. But other than that we stuffed our faces with popcorn and cherry coke. We came back to campus to make rice krispies treats because we had been planning for ages. And when tried to offer some of our snacks to the Nerd Fest going on upstairs we got rejected (the Nerd Fest is too long to explain, I'll just say big screen, all 10 Star Trek, you do the math!). So we came upstairs and had are own little party with Kelly and sang to ridiculous songs like "Like a Prayer," "Paradise City," and "It's Raining Men". Oh, and us being dorks.
My friend Sandra was having a party at her place, but I wasn't in the mood to get all dressed up, walk a million miles, and be disappointed with the male population of that soiree. I haven't been in a party mood recently. I prefer to be in pj pants and just hang out here at the house. No expectations, no pretentions, just plain fun. So I apologize to my Sandrizzle because I promised I was going to go but it didn't happen. I'll make it up to you meine kleine Schatze. =)
I had a really fun time last night. I was coming back form rehearsal and as I was walking up the stairs Nick was coming down and he asked me to go to Walmart with him. As we were walking to Park Lot, Nick decides to clap to this tree and in a millisecond a million birds fly out from that tree. I almost peed in my pants. It seemed like something right out of a Hitchcock movie. I was going to be attacked...hehehe. So we went to Walmart, got some yarn, and then dived ourselves into this massive pile of old school movies and see if we could find Teen Witch. I know, it's not the best, but it is a classic. So, Top That! =) We weren't ready to head back to campus yet. Instead, we decided to head straight for the dollar cinema and watch Shark's Tale. It was funny, but not as great and original as Finding Nemo. I think it was a film directed more towards the American audience than the international; there were too many American-pop-culture references. But other than that we stuffed our faces with popcorn and cherry coke. We came back to campus to make rice krispies treats because we had been planning for ages. And when tried to offer some of our snacks to the Nerd Fest going on upstairs we got rejected (the Nerd Fest is too long to explain, I'll just say big screen, all 10 Star Trek, you do the math!). So we came upstairs and had are own little party with Kelly and sang to ridiculous songs like "Like a Prayer," "Paradise City," and "It's Raining Men". Oh, and us being dorks.
My friend Sandra was having a party at her place, but I wasn't in the mood to get all dressed up, walk a million miles, and be disappointed with the male population of that soiree. I haven't been in a party mood recently. I prefer to be in pj pants and just hang out here at the house. No expectations, no pretentions, just plain fun. So I apologize to my Sandrizzle because I promised I was going to go but it didn't happen. I'll make it up to you meine kleine Schatze. =)
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
The thing is that I have not been myself ever since I got back from break, and I mean summer break. I feel lifeless and unmotivated. I am like 1,000 piece jig-saw puzzle, but suddenly realize that I am 999 and missing a piece. Where has that piece gone to? OR does that piece have to come to me? When will I get my pEAce? I am ready to leave this place and not look to what I have left behind me. It feels as if I am stuck once again in the 90210 but with worse actors than the previous one. All of the shit and all of the drama has worn me down to the bone where I have become disintegrated. That feeling in the soul is gone and the shine from my eyes has reached its sunset. I wish to move but I remain stuck in this isle of disillusion, of lost hope, of lost faith, of lost souls. My monster follows me as if it were my shadow. I try to run away but it comes back to me ten times stronger than when it left. She is there; watching me, spying me, taking over me. Evil can only be a woman, because she can both be tempting and vengeful. She lurks around in the shadows waiting for my fall. And when I fall it will my long awaited death. Maybe there will I get a rest.
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Missing Brain Cells
How can one erase something so easily from their mind?
I am not asking for feelings, but acknowledgment would be nice
How come it's only once?
How can you walk away so easily?
I am only asking to talk.
Not about this shit, but as we use to be.
How come you can't come to me and I must always go to you?
Walk.
You know what? This is stupid. You're stupid. I am stupid.
Oh, somewhere out there there is some loney I.Q. looking for us...
I am not asking for feelings, but acknowledgment would be nice
How come it's only once?
How can you walk away so easily?
I am only asking to talk.
Not about this shit, but as we use to be.
How come you can't come to me and I must always go to you?
Walk.
You know what? This is stupid. You're stupid. I am stupid.
Oh, somewhere out there there is some loney I.Q. looking for us...
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