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silhouettes in the dark
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May 2008
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goodbye and farewell Yes, I am alive. My last two finals of college are today at 2 and 6. Wahh!! I'm not even studying. I just want them to be over. Speaking of over, I guess it's pretty obvious that I don't use this place anymore. In fact, it's been replaced! Ah!! Come on down. |
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it ain't easy being clean [if cleanliness is next to godliness, then i'm fucked] As is always the case, I am and have always been an extremely messy person. I'm not organized by any conventional means, though I can usually find what I need in the midst of the shambles. Regardless, my room )and basically everything that needs to be cleaned) suffers. I don't understand it. I clean every 2 weeks at best, which isn't great... but it's not bad either. I'd say when I'm done being a tidy girl, within 30 minutes, my room goes to shit and returns to its hamper link form. Why?! All I want to do is be clean!!!!  Maybe for Lent, I'll be more clean... amongst many other things. Responsible and studious might be some good ones to consider as well. Senioritis has hit me hard -- to be honest it's not even senioritis. I've been lazy with my school work since the beginning of this year and now that I've managed to secure a job, it just fuels the fire of my do-nothingism. Well isn't that just peachy. I don't even know about this Lent business. I technically missed the kick off. I practically smacked my forehead smooth when I saw my mailroom guy with a big black cross on his own holier than thou forehead. Damn it! Plus, to top it off, I was reminded while writing the last paragraph that I ate a Taco Bell taco for lunch today. No "meat" or other strange meat products on Friday. DAMN IT! I'm the worst Catholic ever... except for maybe the Anglicans. Hahaha. Although, they're not looking too shabby. I don't even know who the Pope is anymore. Paul, Benedict, Arnold (haha)?! I'm an ass hole and there's a good chance that God doesn't want to be my friend. He has to be though. We entered a binding contract the second that water and oil annointed my dainty little head. Oh God. He's so good to me. Look at how I abuse our relationship! Terrible. I'm going to a BU for Burma meeting on Wednesday. Hopefully, that'll make up for my being a dick this past week. It's all about checks and balances, baby. That's a joke. With an attitude like that, I'm pulling a Disney World and fast tracking the ride to purgatory. Except there, it's not air conditioned and it's never over. The Snow White ride comes pretty close, but that's a definite no. Haha. Ok. I'm done. I feel blasphemous now. Oh boy. |
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definitely didn't listen to anyone on this one [haircut like whoa] Let the transformation begin:  the canvas: long, stringy, brown, and just blah  woot yeah dye job!  black, long and wet... yummy  ending... short and black If you're not going to say something nice, don't say anything at all. |
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hairstyle advice needed [haircut!!!] I need help.  My hair is really long and kind of ratty looking. Actually, I'm well on my way to forming my own Amy Winehouse rat nest. If it weren't so bleh at the moment, I wouldn't mind the length. Krissie mentioned that she liked my short hair back in the day.. so I'm thinking about a comeback special! Woot. The only thing is, I like my hair long. Ponytails are a snap! And really, who doesn't love a good held in place ponytail at the gym? I'm not into the chin length bob that Katie Holmes is sporting these days and I'm really not into the blunt bangs. Too many of girls I know have them and if they're Asian, they usually look like fobs... not that there's anything wrong with that. I'm just not going for that look. There are a lot of Victoria Beckhams on campus. Unfortunately, most of them don't have Posh's gaunt face. Needless to say, I'm not a huge fan... and God only knows how round my Korean face is. <3 So Nicole Richie's hair is cute. I won't say our faces are the same shape necessarily, but hey, it looks round enough in that picture. Jessica Alba's hair is cute, but what isn't on Jessica Alba. :shrug: Are Thundercats go, or what? Short, long, somewhere in between?!!?!?!?! HELP HELP HELP HELP HELP!!!!!! Also are we looking to keep it brown or dye it black???? |
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just kidding... found time to upload some photos [hustle bustle time]  "I can't wait to get back to New York City where at least when I walk down the street, no one ever hesitates to tell me exactly what they think of me." - Ani DiFranco  off to NYC!  "your lips are so pursed, they look like they're going to fall off!" =\  we're very excited by breakfast food at Andrews! -- no Russian princess this time   maturity at its finest and Anthony's mile long finger  strike a pose!      Tree @ Rockafeller Center    hmmmm... what could they be looking at?  oh that's why    primary colors represented in the most awkward picture known to man   elastic faces and beady eyes  a bus full of hanukkah clad santas   walk back to Penn ... Anthony was very tired (muahahaha!) |
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something to hold you over until i return! [oh god, why is this happening!?]    First of all, yes, we all know sequins and embellished tops are in. Some little designer was a wee bit overzealous to hear the news. 1st is just too crazy and the 2nd... a polo, really?! Come on now. 3rd - what is going on here? I usually love Marc by Marc Jacobs, but this has clearly gone too far. Stop trying to bring overalls into everyday wear of fashionistas everywhere. The fact that these are even stretch denim both frightens and disgusts me all at once.  [and speaking of frightening] #1  the boogey man decided to hit up the local bookstore... no wait, that's no boogey man, it's just Michael Jackson. EEEEEEH! #2  Woot - yet another frightening find. Ok so none of them were particularly that hot to begin with, but now they should all be called Scary Spice. P.S. The sheer fact that Victoria Beckham has "fat" or skin in her case rolling over her shirt should count as frightening find #3. [New Year's Festivities and resolutions]  #1: Replace all fatty snack foods w/ the healthier option, Pinkberry. I am going to gobble up as much of this stuff before I have to go back to the ghetto substitute, Yo Berry (So Good Because It's So Hood). I DON'T THINK SO.  #2: Lose 5 lbs. When is this not my resolution?! Haha, every year I manage to evade this one.  THIS IS THE YEAR PEOPLE! I WILL DO IT! Although it should really say 10 lbs. at the rate I keep eating and growing. Butt.  (Image Credit: Hans Neleman)  #3: Go to the gym at least 3 times a week Even 30 minutes is better than nothing. Being home helps because I have nothing better to really do aside from class. When I go back to school with an overloaded schedule and such, I must dedicate time to keep my body healthy. I will be less tired and will ultimately be healthier and happier. (Image Credit: Madbox.com)  #4: DRINK MORE WATER! In fact, replace the coffee, sugary juices, and soda. I have managed to drink probably gallons and gallons of this liquid candy in the last semester. Another enemy in the battle of the bulge. What I need to do is man up and have some discipline.  JUST SAY NO! (Image Credit: Sabine Scheckel)  #5: Start taking cod liver oil capsules again. I haven't done this since I was little. It's supposed to be a super drug, this one. It worked when I was little, so here I go again. I was never a big fan of the smell though. Nasty.  (Image Credit: 3D4Medical.com) So now to completely go all out lush before being a health nut, I'm going out. Still don't know where since it's totally too late to buy tickets anywhere in New York... not that I feel like dishing out $250 to be a platinum VIP. Haha. I just want to have fun and wear something pretty. Is that really so hard?! Teehee. I won't be posting till after New Year's most likely. So have a good one everyone! Do something fun and wear something pretty too! =D  Ah yes, just in time for the holidays. Nothing like a little (or big) butt to get your new year started! Get your Sensualle 2008 New Year Thong before time runs out!!!!! |
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back from the dead? [if impatience is a virtue, call me St. Kathrine] If you can't wait for the break to start, raise your hand. Please forgive me. Writing has never been my strong point. [it's a love/hate thing] I am head over heels for BU sometimes. Though I've indisputably let my grades slip this semester, I've never felt more honored to be in the presence of greatness. By that, I mean the professors. Today was my last day of classes, for those of you wondering why I'm being so cheesy and sentimental. With only a semester left of college life, it's easy to get wrapped up in wanting to feel emotional these days. To date, this has been the most trying semester for countless reasons. The amount of work, my inability to manage my time*, hours and hours spent researching and prepping for job interviews. I've never really been confronted with having to deal with trade offs. Doing homework and being a good student definitely clashed with my need to watch out for myself and get a job! After all, isn't that what my education was all coming down to (aside from being a well rounded, educated individual of course)? *I only had class 2 days a week and still managed to fall behind! In my defense, I was overloading -- both intermediate accountings, 2 finance classes, and that damn MG class that I hate. [do what you love] My MG professor, someone who I haven't really dedicated the time with which to build a relationship, is retiring. Our last class ended just an hour ago. Despite my great odds of getting a C+ in the class (with no one to blame but myself for that), I really enjoyed it. This is because of my teacher, not because I love the material. And let's be honest now... who's a big fan of breaking down business into vocabulary words aside from Michael Porter? Clearly not me, who gets a C on a midterm with the names Lisa Turtle and Mr. Belding on it. Seriously now?! Seriously? In any case, because I'm severely straying from the topic at hand, my Prof. gave me more than just a piece of retirement cake to chew on: Don't just do what you love, but also learn to love what you do. These past few months, I've been pretty scatterbrained as far as my career goes. My big argument is always, "I want to do something I love." That of course, for anyone who doesn't already know, is cooking. I love cooking. I wouldn't say I'm great at it, but it's a skill I'm always working hard on and something I truly enjoy doing. If I could support myself through culinary school post graduation, it would be a dream. However, I don't have that kind of capital to just throw around at my leisure. Plus, I'm sure the parents would love that. Spending $40 grand a year on business school only to have their daughter do something that will most likely generate a fraction of that. Starving chef? Seems like an oxymoron. I clearly chose accounting. I'm not one of those ass holes who says things like, "ACCOUNTING CHOSE ME!" I picked it because I like math (up to a point) and because it's a good place to start my career. When I reread that sentence, I feel like such a coward. If I were braver, I would just pursue my real dream. I don't think anyone says they want to grow up to reconcile numbers and stare at spreadsheets all day. Nevertheless, after a few good stories driving his message home, Prof. Kohn has unknowingly changed my life. ***Note: drastic language is used to emphasize my point. Basically, what my rambling all boils down to is that I'll accept this job with an open heart and see where life takes me on the corporate ladder. If the opportunity presents itself however, I'm going to culinary school. [happy news] Ray has informed me that Merriam's word of 2007 is "WOOT!" MY FAVORITE!!!!! |
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madness [the dreaded job search continues] If I had bigger [hypothetical] balls, I would take my chances with New York, but I don't have balls... even hypothetical ones. Plus, even if I did, they'd be smaller than the heads of two nails. God. This is why studying hard and doing extracurriculars actually helps you in life. I wouldn't know the feeling. I haven't done either since high school. Well, that isn't completely true. I think I study fairly hard, plus I've had jobs pretty much every semester since freshman year. This semester I'm practically killing myself to stay on top of my 20 credits worth of school work, so I nixed the job this time around. The sad thing is most of these grades won't even matter. None of the recruiters are going to see them anyway since most of the interviewing for accounting/finance kids within the next two weeks. So here's my big debate. NY or Boston? Like I said, if I had the GPA to own the world, I'd say New York was my first choice. Since I don't and I don't have any spectacular experience to boast about, I'm going to play it safe and stick with Boston. Pretty much every alumni I spoke to at the career fair told me to pick Boston as a first preference and New York as a second. There's no guarentee that I'll get a job in NY, but once a recruiter forwards my resume to the New York office, I pretty much give up my shot in Boston. That's kind of silly considering that's what these interviews are for, jobs in Boston. I don't feel like gambling on something that's not a sure bet. I'm not one for risk especially when it would have such a big impact on my life and my already frazzled nerves. They can't transfer job offers, that's for sure. Plus, I'm assuming I even get an interview for these jobs. Eeesh. I just know me. Boston will mean being lonely... and I don't really like that. =\ On a positive note, all of this will be over before Thanksgiving. Well, hopefully. I just want a job already. I want to know that I have a plan after graduating. Even more, I want a guarentee that I'll be happy. Yeah, I'm pretty desperate for that. [b-day stuff] As told through a disgusting onslaught pictures!
And Ivy's 21st birthday [oooooh pretty]
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i have the verbal runs [these are a few of my favorite things]
Shopbop will be the end of me. I'm going to have to enroll myself into label whores anonymous. And though, at this age, I don't feel bad for spending my money on nice things, I can see it being a problem in the future. I guess I rationalize it. I have to buy myself these things when I'm young because I'll have people who depend on me when I'm older. I know it probably sounds crazy and doesn't make much sense, but you know what... fuck that. I don't understand why I have to feel bad for buying this stuff or why anyone would try to make me feel bad about it. It's my money and I can do whatever I want with it. I might not be spending sensibly, but who's to tell me not to? Grrrr. I may be superficial, but I don't see how spending money on myself is selfish. Who else do I owe it to? [early birthday presents] I always mention how Krissie is going to the land down under. Separation anxiety! Haha. But right, my point is... we're heading down to Virginia Beach next week and we'll be staying down there for two. Krissie, however, is leaving on a jet plane and won't know when she'll be back again. Dahahaha. No, she's actually leaving early and flying up to Boston to stay there for a while and then back down to New York until she has to go. I will be in Virginia getting my bake on when she has to leave. Krissie bought me a Return to Tiffany Heart Charm bracelet and mommy and daddy gave me a matching necklace!
I'm going to wear them tonight and basically everyday for the rest of my life. My goodness. They are so good to me. [roid rage] Polaroid rage, that is. | |||||
This just so happens to be the last weekend we'll be together at home before she goes. Mommy and daddy put together a little family dinner thing at the Garden City Hotel. Oooooh. 5 star restaurant. Can I say yummmmmmm? All the cousins are going to have a ball and wear pretty dresses and be cute. Haha. Man, I love us. It should be a fantastic evening. I love my family. I love little get togethers. I love dresses. And more of all, I love good food. Haha.
