| Ohhh hey |
[Jun. 23rd, 2006|05:21 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | New York | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  curious | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Ella Fitzgerald and Louie OBVIOUSLY | ] |
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. I don't even know how to use this anymore but it still makes me laugh. I secretly read people's journals that still use this buaha.
Where'd everybody go? |
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| The good part comes right after this... |
[Sep. 8th, 2005|12:56 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  hopeful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Gershwin | ] |
I'm looking out the window when I should be reading... it really is a pretty sweet deal. The view is awesome and you can sometimes hear the announcements at Fenway. I'm listening to Rhapsody in Blue by George Gershwin. I can see the YMCA blinking by Bedoya's place. I think I just like staring at the Pru cause it reminds me of home. Whatever I'm mad happy right now. I hate my tv class but I really like archaeology. I basically just want to travel the world for free, is that a major? Eff it, I'll just be a pilot.
My first few days were rough but I think I'm falling back into it. I miss you all. |
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| Trailer Trash |
[Aug. 20th, 2005|10:11 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | confused | ] |
Uh oh... this is what it looks like here after Phil left.
Sloppy joes.
Christie "speed of light" Ortolani.
D9 nights are my favorite. |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 14th, 2005|04:14 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  frustrated | ] |
Man, f word.
I wish I still had work. I wish I lived in the city.
I wish Phil was home. |
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| I am not a camper... |
[Aug. 7th, 2005|12:08 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | awake | ] |
| [ | music |
| | ::crickets, bats and something that croaks and chirps:: | ] |
Upstate visiting my grandparents. I'm allergic to trees or something... and mountain climbing.
Me and my brother put food all over the yard to attract bears. This made my grandparents angry. Bahaha oh well. They better come. We put sausage on the porch. It's going to be SHIT A MESS.
I'm coming home tomorrow. Sweet. |
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| You're staring cause you're jealous we party like rock stars. |
[Jun. 25th, 2005|03:56 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  exhausted | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Killers | ] |
Prom was last night. Ok stop laugh at me for being lame now. I'm sorry there's a lot of pics. But fuck all of you I haven't posted in like a week so deal with it bitches.
Me and Phil being G's outside Eastwinds.
The what the fuck was I thinking taking her to prom picture... Check out those tan lines... but his shoes were from Pay Less. So we both represented the trailer park.
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| Too much free time |
[Jun. 20th, 2005|11:23 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | content | ] |
Bahaha shoot me. This g drank yoo hoo with Patti Labelle. <33
I cut my hair off and it's bad ass. |
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| New Coldplay owns you |
[Jun. 10th, 2005|12:53 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Conan | ] |
.......................................................
So you don't know where you're going and you wanna talk
And you feel like you're going where you've been before
You tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored
Nothing's really making any sense at all, let's talk
Let's talk, let's talk, let's talk.
.......................................................
Went out with Brett, Maureen and Josh. Listened to Josh's sweet music in his rad new car. Discovered Brett's new fashion statement gapxcore. Took some sweet turns driver's ed style. It's muggy/foggy as hell tonight. There's like 8 cd's I wanna buy. I'm going to the beach at dawn with my entire town...
I'm employed now bitches.
I'm excited. |
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| Take my photo off the wall if it just won't sing for you... |
[Jun. 9th, 2005|01:43 am] |
| [ | music |
| | Jet- Look What You've Done | ] |
Me and Erica. Reminiscing about the days when wetting the slip and slide was all that mattered.
Check out Katie Val... posing for a picture... that no one is taking of her.
Me and drunk Christie.
Uhh stop drinking.
Tonight was fun again. It was sad too. Goodbyes suck. Goodluck in Louisiana and keep having fun. I'll see you for Mardi Gras, "call a bitch." And not to worry, cause you'll always have my LJ. |
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| Your only love is breaking hearts... |
[May. 30th, 2005|07:59 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | worried | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Bravery - I Steal From Nikole's Music Library | ] |
Uhh idk about last night. Went to Nikole's. I like her cause she's fun and listens to better music than me and she lets me eat her food. Took the car home. Steph picked me up. Went to Jenna's. Played Backstreet Boys on the piano because secretly, I am a composer. Picked up Sara went to Laura's Actually I have no idea what order all that went in. Uhh ended up at Joe Hair's (sp?) party. There were like 30 random people there. Actually I might have been the only random one. Darlene showed up ready to party for Joanna but Joanna didn't make it to "the game." But Darlene still celebrated? I don't really know. Bunch of drunks... haha just kidding. Uhh we had fun. There's a lot of sketchy pictures going around... of cheese blocks?
PS Steph Smith pees in the shower all the time.
Whatever, it was a lot of fun. I came home and passed the fuck out.
Sorry if my meds made me out of control.
Special Shoutout to Kristen "the LJ stalker" Siano.
PS Don't transfer. |
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| Aww boo |
[May. 24th, 2005|04:55 pm] |
There's a place on the corner of cherry street
We would walk on the beach in our bare feet
We were both eighteen and it felt so right
Sleepin all day stayin up all night
I'm sick. |
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| Uh huh this my shit |
[May. 23rd, 2005|07:44 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | chipper | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Gwen Stefani bitches | ] |
Baha arrest me
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| This shit is bananas... B A N A N A S |
[May. 23rd, 2005|02:06 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheerful | ] |
| [ | music |
| | J Lo Hold Me Down | ] |
Man today almost turned out to be a disaster. It took three hours to get to Continental Airlines Arena (in Jersey) because it was 2 hours to get into and out of the Midtown Tunnel cause the piece of shit only had one lane open. Anyways we get there and stand in the pouring rain for 2 hours to do press outside for Bowling for Soup and uhh people I didn't know like Akon.. who sings Lonely... a song I sing in the shower because I have no friends... but really it wasn't just raining it was fucking ridiculous. We should have been electrocuted or something. I snuck my telephoto lens in past regular and backstage security. It was my greatest camera feat to date. Let's just say I've thought of new ways even the drug lords of Brazil haven't tried for getting shit across the border. Doing press kind of sucked because JLo, Gwen, Kelly Clarkson, and BSB all decided they weren't doing interviews because they didn't want to be "co branded" aka have their pictures smeared all over newspapers with a Z100 logo in the background. Which is understandable. Me and my buddy Kenton got pretty excited when "Music" and "Baby" walked by because to him that meant Gwen Stefani was around. We never found her though. Which was a bummer. I stalked the BSB like an animal. I met AJ. I probably wet my pants and made a fool out of myself. I stood next to the other 4 and grinned but really it wasn't crazy and I didn't get any pictures cause they were picking up sandwiches. Black Eyed Peas was pretty chill. They were nice and like actually talked. We finished press at like 8 so I had time to go in and see the show but I didn't have a ticket so I had to get super sketchy. I upgraded Stephen and his friend's tickets so they were parallel to the stage so I called him and made him bring out his friend's ticket so I can sneak in (you know 8th grade movie theater style). Anyways I get in with this camera... a huge no no. And I decide taking 48 pictures of the BSB isn't enough so I decide to run up to the stage. I didn't get as close as I would of liked... oh boo. But my lens is the shit so we'll see how that came out tomorrow. When Gwen came out I got a little too bold. It was the end of the show so what the fuck let's try it... I basically ran down 20 aisles to sit under a little sidestage that was right below her. I probably have 800 up the pants shots but whatever good enough for me. The pictures below are from my digital so they suck. I'll scan the good ones tomorrow.
Rob Thomas and his dog... I don't know why he brought his dog but he did.
Bowling for Soup got some award for selling something... they were nice, and drunk as fuck.
Black Eyed Peas paparazzi style.
Fergie and me...
Gavin DeGraw and me...
Gwen around the time I should have been arrested. It's blurry... wait until tomorrow mwuhaha.
Just to update... today was too many hours not spent on the phone that I plan on making up for tomorrow. So wake up and call me fool so I can scan you 900 pictures. |
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[May. 21st, 2005|06:10 pm] |
I'm really tired.
Stop Drinking kids.
This weekend was long. I need a break from my family.
Tomorrow could end up being the coolest day ever, and by that I mean only if you were here. |
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| I'll be outside waiting for you... |
[May. 15th, 2005|08:56 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  june come faster | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Dashboard | ] |
Pictures.
This is from when I came home. My little neighbors decorated my piece of shit car for me. They're pretty cool. I'm going to spend my summer throwing fruit and watermelons over the fence shouting "sweet" with Christopher.
Christopher and me after he "pimped my ride." He said it, not me.
Had family Italian day today for Lorelyn's birthday. Here's me and Steve (the giant puberty induced child).
And here's Chubbina Laurina and Jacomo reunited again. (I love when we get too Italian for the Sopranos). I think they smacked the accent back into me.
PS. I'm ok with getting a brain tumor if you are. Now come over. |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 11th, 2005|03:53 am] |
Dear natlie,
your room sucks now and i hate it.
i dont like the urse's office.
awww boo |
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| Information overload |
[May. 8th, 2005|02:26 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Worried or Something | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Carrie's Snoring | ] |
My
Brain
Hurts....
I CAN NOT
Finals Tomorrow and Tuesday. :/ |
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| On my own |
[May. 8th, 2005|12:24 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | nerdy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Used | ] |
Studying for beaches and shores all day/night.
Waiting to pick up Natalie from T Anthony's. I don't want to leave her. She needs to move to New York.
PS Boston Public Library Sucks |
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