the boring leading the bored
Monday, August 30, 2004
ULTIMATE!
frisbee anyone?
7 pm, wednesday
HERE
come play people whom you can easily beat. it will make you feel good. plus... we need a break from school already. let's be honest.
music: soft parade
Sunday, August 29, 2004
YESTERDAY WAS AMAZING
i hate making posts like this. but yesterday was the shit. it was.
xc meet. didn't run. that wasn't good or bad, really.
stuffed envelopes for theatre. sucked a little.
here it picks up.
open my mail--letter from the dublin arts council, telling me that my entry to the emerging show won best in show. i instantly call adam and shannon, thank them for being my models and giggle a lot. $80 and bragging rights.
off to fallout, a mini music fest at billy's church. it had been raining all morning, but it was sunny then so it was hot, humid and muddy. the afternoon was uneventful, some mediocre bands played... but then the rain hit. it rained for hours. but as we are hardXcore, the show went on. we all got soaked and hella muddy... the elms played, and they're pretty sweet. they actually just got dropped by their label, so they are unsigned right now, which is kind of crazy. they had a really fun set... their guitarist, tommy, was excellent and had braces. after that the rain got bad. there was lightning like, everywhere, and it was getting cold. then john reuben went on. i have a newfound respect for that guy... i'd heard some of his stuff before but i was never really impressed. But he put on a GREAT show. he was so high-energy and he was just getting drenched like the rest of us... he played this one song i knew and i rapped along, that impressed people... and then he had some open mic. i coerced billy into going up there, and reuben picked him because they had talked a little bit before his set, just about hip hop and stuff. he went up there and freestyled! it was great!
as billy was part of the event staff, we had some inside access and after the set we got to talk to john. billy had just purchased his cd from the merch booth and he got it signed... i just told john i wanted to shake his hand for putting on a sweet show. so i did.
oh--rewind. me and billy go into the kitchen and kristen is there. then this guy walks in with this sweet tattoo that looked like stained glass... we complimented him on it and he pulled up his tee shirt sleeve and it was actually a half-sleeve of a soldier kneeling and jesus above him, with the ensignia of a military unit on the underside of his arm. he told us it was a tribute to his brother who was killed in Iraq. then we found out he was the drummer from bleach. really cool guy.
bleach's show was really good. it was actually their second to last show ever after about nine years together. that made it fun because they were all just having a really good time. they arent a great band but they definitely put on a good show. at that point some people were just covered in mud. it was wild.
went home after a little bit of cleanup work. took a quick shower to get the mud off of me (i left muddy footprints on the floor. AFTER i had taken off my shoes.) and flopped in bed. it wasn't until today that i had a chance to try on the dress my mom bought me yesterday. it's terrifically cute.
so that was my totally excellent last shebang awesome day of summer.
yeah, i switched tenses midway through this.
shrug.
music: aesop rock
Friday, August 27, 2004
a shiny ring and how i could forget your name
it is freshly august 27th, as you can tell from the above dateline.
four short days ago, it was august 23rd. august 23rd is a very special anniversary to me.
two years ago, on august 23rd, i found myself in a kitchen. i was helping my youth pastor move that day, so the kitchen was stripped bare. all that was left was the refridgerator, which he was not moving to pennsylvania. i was in the kitchen there with Shannon, the pastor, and a friend to whom i had become very close that summer.
in that kitchen, i had the first of exactly six kisses with the boy with whom i would have an incredibly tumultuous relationship for approximately the next year. it was just on the cheek. however, it launched me into the most significant, serious, bizzarre and painful relationship of my life.
last year on august 23rd, i was still entangled in that relationship. i was at a cross country meet. i remember running and wondering whether that was the day it had been a year. it was. i looked it up when i got home. i document my life fairly well.
jump to this year on monday. on august 23rd, i did not remember the significance of the date. i actually found myself on a bench on an observation deck at a park, discussing with a guy how it had been one month and nine days since the first time we'd gone out.
about an hour later as we were walking through some very dark woods, august 23rd became my new anniversary.
life's funny sometimes.
music: mott the hoople
Monday, August 23, 2004
out of the office and into the springtime
gosh. what a weekend.
i visited UC on friday. that's university of cincinnati.
its amazing. it has a college called DAAP, which is design, art, architecture and planning, which happens to contain fashion design. i'd really like to go there. the program sounds challenging and exciting... and enveloping. it is a five-year program. it's known for its nocturnal/24-hour students... one of the professors got back from a trip out of the country at 4 am. he decided to go to his office. there he saw two FULL CLASSES in session. at 4 am. the kids just wanted to work. this sounds awesome to me.
another big thing about the program: co-ops. come the middle of my sophmore year, i would be co-opping every other quarter. i would not have summers off, but would instead be moving every three months, usually to new york city, most likely. i would get paid. and i would only be paying for three years of school.
this excites me. but also scares me. it sounds like a lonely life... moving every three months. and after that, i'd most likely have to live in NYC. it basically comes down to this: am i a career woman, or a family woman?
as a seventeen year old girl, this is hard for me to call. as of late, i had dismissed the thought of marriage after the breakup of a relationship i thought had been "the one." i was bitter and disillusioned. i didnt care if i never married. i wanted to make something of myself anyway. however, faced with the reality, it is hard to tell. i went to a wedding this weekend. i want a wedding. every girl does. yet, i want to be a fashion designer. it's incredibly difficult to weigh, especially when things are looking slightly brighter in the decaying pit of darkness that is my heart. (thanks, boys! you sure know how to do a girl right!)
so i guess i just have to keep thinking about it.
i love the school so much. i dont know about the university... i skipped the tour. it was raining.
like i said, i went to a wedding this weekend. this was largely unimportant, except that...
I HAVE A NEW PET!
her name is Marilyn, and she is a beta fish. she is the prettiest... she is sort of a fuschia red. perhaps i'll take a picture later. i love her so, and i sure hope she isn't too stressed about riding two hours in a van. she lives in a comfortable symbiosis with some bamboo. she could be the best pet ever. perhaps i will soon take a picture of her and share with the world.
it has been suggested to me that all beta fish are male. that is why they like to kill each other.
this may be true. regardless, i maintain the name Marilyn (she was named after Miss Monroe) because she is also named after Mr. Manson. and i will continue to call her "her," because her sexual orientation means nothing to me. i love her unconditionally.
i got new jeans today. guess jeans, much like those that met their unfortunate end at aqil's party. these ones are stretchy though. i hate stretchy jeans. but they just happened to be my best options.
i guess that's all.
music: radiohead
Friday, August 20, 2004
so many years have filled my heart, i never thought i'd say those words
today was surprisingly eventful.
practice sucked.
jeff chemically straightened his hair. this is moderately monumental if you are familiar with his hair. it isnt THAT straight. but it isnt the fro anymore.
my mom, while discussing the wedding we will be attending this weekend:
jeff, wear a tie. and lauren, you can't wear all black to a wedding. it's inappropriate.
dang, ma.
oh yeah... and this.
one of the roar is the sound boys sold it to me! it was madness! i wish i knew which one he was. they all look vaguely similar and i haven't seen them in so long...
music: staring at the sea (thank you, realplayer music sale!)
Sunday, August 15, 2004
judy never felt so good except when she was sleeping
number of days it has been since i have showered properly: four
number of days it has been since i have showered at all: three
number of days it has been since i have brushed my teeth: one
number of hours it took to get back from myrtle beach: 23 and a half
number of hours in the car: 16
number of girls in the car: 10
number of girls who had been drinking red bull: four
number of girls who particularly bothered me: three
number of girls i had to live with for a week: 27
number of pictures of ashlee simpson in the shrine: approximately 12
number of boys i danced with at "the club": one
number of girls in my room: four
number of awesome girls in my room: four
number of girls in my bed: two
number of awesome girls in my bed: two
i listened to a lot of belle and sebastian.
i slept through most of the day and less of the night.
i watched mtv.
i learned the words to rap songs.
i got sand in my bed.
i ran around.
yeah, i had a nice enough time.
music: le pastie de la bourgeosie-belle and sebastian
Thursday, August 05, 2004
so we go inside and we gravely read the stones
like leaves! absolutely!
what was that all about?
music: new york dolls
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
explodiplomacy
i wish i didnt drop the frisbee so much.
music: dear catastrophe waitress (andrea--xoxoxo!)
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