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12:13 pm
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ps
ps i picked that color cause its called RANCH HAND
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11:42 am
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tick tick tick
im just gonna get this out of the way...my birthday is around the corner, like honestly im running a marathon and i can see the finish line...and it feels like a bomb is ready to explode. i honestlly think that might happen when i turn 21...im jsut waiting for the explosion.
you know whats great? finding old stuff. what kind of old stuff? my IM A MUNCHKIN shirt that i had circa 6th grade. granted i get made fun of on the nights i choose to wear it to sleep but i dont care. there is still that litte bit of pride in my as i sit in my bed watching roseanne and i look down at my shirt. i feel a little bit closer to her while i remember the bond we once shared.
my toilet has been broken for a week and a half. this has forced me to start using my roomates bathroom. normally i wouldnt care, cause hey im used to sharing a bathroom but let me tell you-the luxury of your own bathroom is something that shouldnt be taken for granted. i miss it...coem back to me bathroom, come back to cold mountain.
along with the gazillion problems new orleans faces; disease, lack of a waste management program, no traffic lights, no levees, tarps on roofs, people with out jobs etc...we are now being invaided with....CATERPILLERS. in my opinon-probably one of the biggest if not THE biggest problem to face our great little town. honestly, they are everywhere...yesterday while biking-i crushed one...my roomate-sat on one...they are everywhere...you cannot walk without killing them
i hate cats. if you knwo me you know i hate cats...in fact ill go so far as to call them p*ssys. and i hate them. so lucky me the people downstairs have a stray one called mr. whiskers. he has become a staple in my life. dont worry-i still hate cats but i have to deal with this little shithead daily. to make matters worse my roomtes talk to him and FEED HIM. just last night my roomate fed him a zapps (thats a potato chip)...i told her not to but alas she did. to my amusment whiskers started chocking on the zapp. the roomate got scared and i rooted for the death of whiskers. unfortunatley for me-whiskers is still kicking but unfortunatley for him-i will continue kicking, everytime i pass him
all the talk of whiskers and the caterpillers got me angry. im off for now but ill be back, so all of you reading this (and something is telling me all one of you reading this) dont worry.
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cem
Current Mood:  accomplished
Current Music: nasty girl-tbd
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05:57 pm
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peer pressure
with a little push, im back.
but not just yet.
but later tonight...get ready.
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04:05 pm
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im in lodon?
i dont think i can even begin to write waht the past few weeks have been like. surreal is the only way to put it. since its my life yes its been crazy yes its been chaotic yes its been incredibly sad but the only way to really sum it up is comical. as ltk said 1 billion times these past few weeks "if you cant laugh about it you are just goign to cry"
there is no way i can sum up whats been going on but ill give a really abbreviated timeline
friday august 26-leave leighs house to start driving down to school 2 blocks from her house a fire hydrant is gushing water as we are heading right towards it with our oh so open windows (thats when we knew the trip was going to be a disaster...to bad we really had NO idea)
later friday august 26- (we sit in traffic for about 6 hours finally reaching the dc area)
much later friday august 26- nascar is in town so we cant find a hotel until 2am in chatanooga tennessee
saturday aug 27- new orleans runs out of gas we are 2 hours away so instead of heading south we go west sleep in jackson mississippi where we meet up with arielle berg and co. this is still fun, we party and eat at ruby tuesdays
sunday aug 28- 7am leigh and i drive through the back roads of texas to finally end up in houston (jody meltzer wants us to stop at the bush ranch to see the iraq protestor we shoot her down)
later sunday aug 28-we are in a kick ass hotel in houston texas...im talking the works. we are there with about half the tulane population. we find out classes are cancelled till the 7th in preperation for that fucking bitch katrina.
even later sunday aug 28-huge party in our 5 star hotel in houston. free happy hour, milk and cookies, byob to the hotel dinning area to party...this is all a game, but why are they putting the homeless in the superdome?...AND THEN
****** it shoudl be noted the above is now considered BK (before katrina) and we are now entering the time period forever to be renamed AK (after katrina)*******
monday aug 29 (early)- katrina hits land, the eye of the storm missed new orleans, we think the worst has passed, but wait the superdome is falling apart...go back to bed
noon monday aug 29- new orleans is starting to flood? a leevee might be breaking? ummm, we head to san antonio
and later monday aug 29-arrive at the lazarus household to turn on the news and find out the worst has happened...new orleans levee systems are failing, the city is under water. shit i think we are stuck in san antonio for a while
tues aug 30-thurs sept 1- chilling in san antonio, eating bbq, NOT shooting guns, visiting the alamo, buying cool alamo bracelets, watching the news, not having any idea whats goign on in new orleans/my future life, the original start date of school passes, watching the us open, starting to drive back to new fucking york...also in this time period and until i reached new york on friday/saturday i was planning on going to the university of colorado, columbia university, workign relief in new orleans, getting an apartment in the city and going to school somewhere local the list goes onnnnn.
later thurs sept 1-leigh and make it to missouri where we spend the night in a hotel with a jacuzzi in the middle of the room, my computer crashes and we still have 19 hours left of the trip. during the car ride constantly on the phone with sal applying to millions of other colleges
friday sept 2/sat sept 3(early am)-submit an online application to syracuse study abroad (lazarus did it over the phone) and then...one week after leaving to go to school and 5,000 subway meals later we make it back to ny (i arrived hom at 2am) with 4000 miles added to my car and no idea what was going on with new orleans, tulane or my life
sat sept 3 (2am-6am)-carly meltzer and her parents fight until the death in circles about waht is going on, carly cries A LOT and finally falls asleep at 6.
sat sept 3 (10am)-wake up tell my parents i applied to london and recieve the acceptance letter
sun sept 4-sept 10)-its all a blur, it involved a bunch of sushi, a lot of crying, a lot of tv (which i now have none of) some awesome usopen, some winter clothes shopping (what the fuck is winter)a lot of news watching, a lot of praying (jk i dont pray) and finally a plane ride to london.
yeah so that was a summed up version...doesnt really do the actual events justice but a lot of you called so kinda know more but its just been unreal
so im in london, where the pubs close at 11pm...but they have dance clubs and we all know i LOVE dance clubs...but im 20 and the drinking age is 18 and im living with 8 people so tahts awesome! and im sharing a room with my two roomates (3 girls one room) so tahts also awesome (ps the last two comments were sarcastic) and there is really no water pressure in the shower so its like showering with a hose...BUT im going to get to travel and things will only get better and heck there might even be a mardi gras this year
so im alive and im ok and i wasnt stuck in the superdome and minus all the emotional stress we actually had an amazing time doing a tour de france around the us and now im in europe miles away from my tivo and cellphone but ill make it...and you want to know why? CAUSE I CAN FINALY WEAR UGGS WITHOUTH LOOKING STUPID LIKE THE REST OF THE WORLD!
see you soon
carly
ps. stand strong 1517 stand strong
pps. i realize that was just a crazy rant, well sorry get over it
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04:58 pm
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suprise
im alive, and well. back from my summer travels out west. just checking the lj to make sure they didnt can my account and guess what its still tickinnnnn
off to a mets game
focus up
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10:24 am
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death
ive been locked in the library since tuesday, no joke and im only half way done with finals.
the other night i was thinking if there is another carly meltzer in the world. like im sure someone has the name somewhere. well id like to mee this person. i started thinking about it and i decided i would be very creeped/disapointed. cause id be expecting to meet myself, cause its my name and if the person was like me that would just be creepier.
i just took a 2 hour music final with no desks-the crick in my neck feels awesome
i went to a wedding-i didnt catch teh bouquet-infact i dont think they threw one.
we will talk more when this is all over
take 5's are a great candy bar-the past few ones have been a bit too peanut buttery for me, but all in all hersheys did a good job
cem.
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10:02 am
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awful
i just spent more time in the library these past few days then i have in a while. it kinda brought me back to freshman year finals and hanging out in the library. sal always tells me the lib is so social and i know paf lives there...i might go back, well see.
i got yelled at by the librarian not once but twice. one time cause i stole her stool and the next because i stole a chair. im on a roll. she was pretty scary, old about 75, barely able to walk...you knwo the deal
am i going to hell? (dont answer that, cause we all know the answer) ITS NO! (cause jews dont believe in hell!)...anyway i have the slightest bit of satisfaction that i have no more 930's because my professor wont be back till finals. but then my feelings kick in and i feel bad cause he is in brazil cause his mom died. yes, its horrible and i do feel really bad...but its also really hard to wake up at 9am.
please dont judge me for that...like im very on the fence, but everyone always gets a tinge of excitment when a class gets canceled, no matter waht the reason
there is that one point in my day when i feel so disgusted/proud and its the time when i get to the spinning class to go on my "regular" bike and the seat/bars etc are set to the same adjustment as i last left it. i am so disgusted/proud cause that means that nobody had been on that bike since the last time i went spinning. YUCK!/IM AWESOME!
ive had so much work to do lately i havent been able to come back to the house between classes and take my usual naps, that blows more then a bulimic after christmas dinner...
i saw joseph and the amazing technicolor dreamcoat for extra credit, my first post-high school production viewing. it was very good, leigh loved it. i thought she was going to break into song and dance right there. i was pretty creeped out and distracted by two things a. the narrator who had these bulging eyes like she was going to kill you and b. the guy who played joseph who had an even creepier resemblance to buffalo bill from silence of the lambs.
i guess after seeing bruce bider productions your whole life, you have high expectations. i was half expecting him to be sitting there playing the piano. i was also waiting for them to point to the pit and for him to give his little wave, or take his little bow.
7 days of classes (cause i wont be here for the 8th and im not counting today) and i am halfway done with my college career. watch out unemployment, im just around the bend
cem
ps i just selected enthralled as my mood cause i wanted to see what it would look like, very unimpressed
Current Mood:  enthralled
Current Music: even angels fall-10 things i hate about youuu
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01:42 am
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new highs and lows
so i added something to my season pass on tivo. the michael jackson trial (re-enactments) on E! i havent decided if this program is tv reaching an all time high or low. like honestly if you have the time check it out, watch for yourself. its pure ridiculum ill give it that. but at the same time its pure genius. they have actors re-enacting the trial and then they have "actual lawyers/analysists" analyzing the re-enactment.
the best part is the guy who plays michael jackson sitting behind the stand looking liek he is ready to kill someone (or molest a little boy)
ok i lied the best part is the actor playing one of the molested boys saying "he tickled me while we watched cartoons, it was fun and he tickled me, and i laughed, and he kept tickeling..." i think we all know where that lead to.
they should just allow live coverage in the actual court room so we dont have to stoop to this.
*congrats to a jaci pulice for her 20 years of life
my life is in a downward spiral consisting of me being healthy and having massive amounts of work.
and as an aside i wrote a paper on ronald reagan (my 3rd on him) and managed to spell his name wrong consistently throughout the whole thing. reagan not regan. im awesome
Current Mood:  drained
Current Music: babylon
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11:21 am
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the price is wrong bitch.
watching the price is right and two quick thoughts...
1. why does this show attract overweight, overly excited people? i swear everyone on this show is about 200 lbs overweight and has more energy then a little kid on a sugar rush. im convinced they do it for the ratings. like its more fun to watch a 500lb person jump for joy and scream and try to kill bob then it is to watch a regular person.
2. bob is a racist. like if a white person wins he will hug them etc (the white person also has to be one of the rare attractive/non overweight people) but if its a black person he doesnt. ive actually seen him cringe in horror (and ive used rewind to confirm)
oh ok i have 3 thoughts...
3. if i was on the show, the only prize id want to win is the hot tub. like everyoen always wants to win the car-but the cars are always ccrappy and ugly colored. and i guess the next best thing from the car is the RV. well im not going camping and i dont live in the midwest so i dont want the RV. the ONLY PRIZE I WOUDL WANT WOULD BE THE HOT TUB...ive decided its the best prize they offer
im done and ive decided if i go on the show my shirt would say "my pet is not spade or nutered" OR "youre gonna get it bobby"
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02:30 pm
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oh yeah im 20
my birthday came and went. im 20 and since ive been 20 ive noticed one HUGE difference. i havent gotten a good night sleep since ive been 20, i guess it comes with old age. thanks to everyone who sent me birthday wishes/spent it with me. it means a lot and i had a blast. i said this the other day and now that i am 20 i no longer fall into the "teenager" catagory. that said i can now and forever never be a statistic...and by statistic i mean from this day on i can never be one of those teenage pregnancys. moving on
i went to texas for spring break. it was amazing im about to list the highlights (you can skip them if you want but i had to write about it. and let me tell you people, ive traveled the world, ive been to europe and even africa. but NOTHING, NOTHING, NOTHING will ever compare to the panhandel and the towns known as wheeler and lubbock texas. NO JOKE
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WARNING: the following message contains lots of religious undertone/ignorance. do not be offended, if you are too bad. just accept what is being said, this is the texas experience through my eyes.
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- 13 + 13=26 hours. thats how long i spent traveling to and from texas. everything that could go wrong did go wrong on my flights. it was awesome. jessica francis korn and i will never travel together again. just think about it 26 hours, we could have gone to australia
-one of our flights was delayed due to engine failure, that issue didnt really upset us, but our moms were pretty freaked out by it
-in the airport all this little kids were dressed as cowboys. the jeans, the boots, the hats, the belts etc. their parents thought it was pretty cute. newsflash: it wasnt. but then i got to thinking, up in the north we think its adorable when we dress the kids as little gangsters/in baby juicy etc. so i guess they think that of their freaky cowboy gear
-oh in case you were wondering the ppl in lubbock texas apparently think i am a threat to our nation. had my first strip search at an aiprot. went through the bags etc. they even left my underwear on the table...that was cool
-when people refer to teh "bible belt" you laugh. but i was there and honestly it lives up to its name. i mean only in the bible belt will you a. see a sign that says "HE HAS RISEN...LETS CELEBRATE" on a mcdonalds billboard and b. see a group of about 200 mexicans walking on the side of the highway and the leader carrying a cross
-honestly i am convinced that people in the south woudl fry their fingers if they could. i swear they find everything and anything to fry and eat
-all you folks who go to schools taht actually "support athletics" i now know what it feels like. i watched texas tech (lose) in the tournament and it was an intersting experience. yeah i got into it, like everyone else at teh bar but as soon as they loose i swear everyone in that bar got silent and pretended liek nothing happened. i swear it went silent and ppl just went on to other convos, it was as if 5 minutes ago pepole werent clapping every time tech got the ball. bizzare, felt like the twilight zone
-of course because the game was on i missed idol/apprentice/oc. stupid sports bar had 20 tvs, they could have put on fox
-in one of my nightmareISH days of travel i had some comic relief when i tried to cut across the terminal with my carry on (it has wheels) and i took out an old lady at the knees. i got her pretty bad, she stumbled a little-i was ina huge rush so said sorry over my shoulder and hauled ass
-along with discovering the boondocks of our country in texas i discovered how mature (or immature-however you look at it) joe-jess and i are. in the 3 hour car rides to lubbock-wheeler we managed to act like 5 year olds with the attention spans of a goldfish. yes folks, we are the people who watch your kids all summer
-crazy eyes (only 2 people will get that but it has to be mentioned)
-um, if youve spoken to me/have the facebook you obviously know that ms.carly elisabeth meltzer lost her gun shootin virginity and it was the happiest day of her life. yes we went to texas and yes i shot guns. (i still have a hint of the bruise to prove it)
-after the day on the farm with the guns i decided i wanted to join the NRA. i think its faboulus, my mom cried. but me and charlton heston can now have a nice little chat
-I SHOT GUNS, honestly it was amazing. the kick on that son of a bitch shotgun, hurt but as jess put it, its like crack. you know its bad for you but you cant help shootin up.
-do people in texas not use ketchup? i know they like to fry things, i know they like mustard, mayo and bbq sauce but i didnt see a hint of ketchup anywhere. it kinda upset me
-the town i was in (home of mr. craig bass) had 1 traffic light. thats right 1. now try and picture that. well whatever you are picturing, you are wrong. nothing can describe it. nothing.
-what woudl you do in a town with 1 traffic light/where would you be. some predictions were babies by the age of 15, obesse, using heavy drugs, missing limbs due to fatal gun accidents
-it smells in texas
-i also got to visit the border of OKLAHOMA!
-and finally i really want to go back because as much of a culture shock as it was i have to admit...fried food is amazing and i am addicted to the guns.
that was long overdue and probably a snooze and a half for most of you, but as a city girl in this little town of texas i was dying and loving every minute of it. and i know that it didnt do it justice (but explinations never do really)
that being said ive wasted 21 hours of my life watchign the show 24...3 more hours to go. its a great show, but god dang ive been addicted.
i have 3 weeks of classes and then i am officially a junior in college. um, yeah, awesomee errrr.
the bad part about it always being nice here is that i cannot enjoy the excitment of everyone else when the weather turns warm. all you folks are so excited about "spring, and the warm weather" and the fact taht you can "sit outside"...and i get jealous of your excitment cause its new and exciting to be able to sit outside during happy hour with the amazing sun. then i realize ive been sitting outside during happy hour and reading in the park with the amazing sun since december...i dont feel as bad anymore.
ill try to update more, i feel my eyes shutting (its the old age i swear) so i must get some sleep.
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12:09 pm
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midterms
ok so they are over. i raped my midterm today. actually i just got really lucky and the 2 questions that i knew really well were the ones on the test. wahtever, im happy about it and for once luck was on my side. now that thats done i can relax for a bit enjoy the new orleans night life and be on my way.
um i ran a mile yesterday, thats right i ran...cause i was locked out of a spinning class. (moving right along)
im addicted to sushi i eat it about 4 times a week (sometimes more) i cant help it, i always crave it-i wish i could start a tab.
you know how people stand in the streets with buckets collecting money? well i was at a red light (windows donw of course) and a lady with a bucket is at the corner-so i start to roll up my window but BAM she catches me rolling it up-obviously to avoid her and the awkward interaction of me NOT giving her money. umm the look she gave me as seh passed my car was priceless-it ALMOST made me want to roll it down and give her a nickle, almost. im such a philanthropist.
another awkward car interaction: the streets here are one lane but wide enough to be two lane-so i kind of drift to my right cause leigh wanted to look at a new mustang, and the guy behind me starts honking (keep in mind we were in kinda heavy traffic so werent going fast. then as soon as we start to drive again HE CUTS ME OFF. i was not happy so i proceded to honk my head off at him. finally at the next light (he is ahead of me now) i pull up towards his left so he can see me in his rear view mirror. he saw, he opened his door-thats when i closed my window again and prayed for dear life. he was yelling something out his door-i dont know what. so i honked until i turned onto the next street.
so i saw the movie SAW. pretty crazy shit, i acutally enjoyed it. but did anyone else think the guy who plays dr. gordon (also plays jerry in liar, liar and robin hood in rhmit) sounded suprisingly similar to RON BURGUNDY? well he did-and when he was having little breakdowns it was parallel to rons breakdown when the "bad man punted baxter"
tripod the neighborhood friendly three legged dog was wearing a flashing light the other night. like something you would wear to a rave. so we are convinced that tripod loves to roll and and go to clubs.
the spinning instructors have started to recognize us cause well, we go a lot. so this one guy JC really likes us...so as he is walking around while we are spinning he situates himself next to me. im in the middle of my intense workout i figure he is going to say something liek "hi" but instead he catches me off guard and says "nice form". it was just reallly funny/awkward/weird. like waht do you asy to that?
dont even get me started on the bachlorette and the whore that is jen schefft...i blame deregulation in the 80's for the ridic amounts of reality tv and the promotion of verticle integration in the media (woah comm classes)
ipods are so popular now and everyone is getting one...mines like 2 years old already, they dont even make my model and i fear every day that its gonna slip into ipod heaven soon (cause its 2 years old thats like 99 in ipod years). and once that happens im going to be so untrendy when i was once so progressive
i slept from 3am to 5am last night, it was AWESOME
im going to pick my aunt up from the airport in 30 minutes, im super excited, should be a very nice weekend.
keep it real and dont forget to floss.
cem
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01:19 am
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wanted west side story
its missing. im pretty sure i brought it down with me but as of now my one movie casualty is west side story. if i cannot find it (VHS) by the end of the weekend im cracking and buying the dvd.
im one of those people who pushes crazy old movies (esp musicals) on people. after weeks of trying i finally got leigh to want to see it and what do you know its missing.
arielle berg actually asked what S.O.S means
i actually answered her.
does anyone have my west side story? i need a good cry, i need to see a musical gang war between the jets and the sharks and i need to dance on the roof to "america"
i hate the walgreens (closest drug store to me in oside) at home but i love the walgreens down here. i just like where it is located (by the tanning salon) it brings back good memories. the main reason i love it is cause of the fresh ink cards and the second reason i love it is for the wheelchair bum...
wheelchair bum is always there and i almost feel for his trick. first time i saw him he mumbled somethign about his wheels being broken so i was gonna do a mitzvah and help him...after bending down and trying to fix it (carefully moving my body in between me and my wallet in case of attack) i then had leigh clarify that he wanted money for the bus not me to fix his ride. so i got up, told him i had no cash and shopped my little heart out.
now when i see him i ignore him-that will teach him
i have a test tomorrow-i spent all night "studying" aka stalking the spinning instructor we love at starbucks. life is good
speaking of spinning if i keep it up by this time next year i shoudl be able to stop lance from winning is 7th tour de france, no joke
its been really nice here. like sun out 70 degrees. hows february for the rest of you? did the groundhog see his shadow? i kinda forgot to check this year
this semester is quickly rounding the bend. midterms are almost upon us, but i feel like i just got back from winter break.
i wish i was seven again and able to sip on chocolate milk shakes and nibble on a grilled cheese from a diner with french fries.
friday night lights has been on "very long wait" on netflix for about 3 weeks now-is it really that good?
does anyone else think that bush (senior) and clinton are not in the same room during that commercial for usafreedomcorps.gov (funds for the tsunami?)
c
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01:50 pm
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rockin the gras
so the biggest party in the whole effin world just sweeped my city. it was redunk. i could recap it for all you who missed it but that woudl be cruel. there is no way to explain mardi gras. its just one of those things that you need to experience in your life. everyone should have it on their list of things to do before i die. so put it on your list and then we can talk.
for those that were here: thanks for a fucking amazing time. nonstop good time, seriously. thanks and the stories will keep us entertained until we are 90.
as for my life amg (after mardi gras) well there really isnt one. ive spent this week catching up on being lance armstrong (spinning) and doing some work.
you know when you do something stupid when you are crunk? like you have an awkward interaction with someone and you know you had it and know your going to run into them again-so you just keep anticipating this awkward interaction. well i have that story. and im waiting to have the interaction. its this man in my spinning class (i thought he was famous but i really just recognized him from him singing to beautiful day during spinning)-and he hasnt been there yet. i just want to get the interaction out of the way but he wont show up to class!
have you ever had a jelly nougat? its nougat with little balls of jellybeans in them. i swear i have these crazy memories of me eating them as a child in my grandparents house. sure enough i see them in the supermarket and i tried to push them on arielle and leigh. they wouldnt have any. i swear they are missing out.
the other night i had a dream that i was dating snoop dog. which is kinda weird cause i dont even find him attractive. of all the rappers him? oyyy
im boring-and my mind is mush thanks to the past week
oh yeah im goign to texas in march. here i come cowballs, pickup trucks and guns. yee-haawww
c
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03:54 pm
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wanted dead or alive
i am a changed person. i dont even know myself anymore. ill just break the bad news first-i actually set an alarm to get up and go spinning at 615AM.
wow i cant believe i just said that. but its true-i am one of those people. i am a regular at teh gym, i push spinning classes on anyone who asks. i wear spandex-ride a bike for 1 hour in a dark room with an instructor screaming at us-listening to crazy music-downing 2 bottles of water adn wiping myself with a towel.
i know i dont even recognize myself anymore. what have i become.
thats really been keeping my life busy.
we have neighbors-they live downstairs. one of them is in charge of the field work for extreme makeover house edition. thats right-i might be one of those people screaming MOVE TAHT BUS as the family with some sad story sees their brand new house for the first time. i cannot wait.
Had to write a paper for my comm. Class. Was having a lot of trouble, but then I thought real hard and decided to go with old faithful. My pal, my bud Ronald Reagan. (went to his funeral)
Something huge happened to me in class a few weeks ago, something that hasn’t happened since 1st grade. I was separated from my friend. I didn’t know that existed at the college level but apparently it does. My professor said it was the first time he has ever had to do that. I kinda feel special.
So our neighbors from downstairs : we have established a code with them. Its kinda fun-like they knock 1 time to say whats up 2 times to come down etc, etc. I kinda feel like im in a secret club or back in 1st grade…maybe I am back in first grade…secret clubs, separation in class…
Im not happy with my pens. I bought my school supplies this semester and didn’t go a good job with the pens-I just feel so incomplete. I need to go back to the bookstore and get new, better pens-its effecting my school work
A few weeks ago we went to a pet shelter to check out the dogs and kill the cats. So it smelt really bad but I mananged. All of a sudden we see this fox like dog named cinnamon its really cute but BAM it turns its head and it only has one eye. I like jumped 1000 feet back and started to cry I was so scared…
But then I thought of tripod the dog from across the street and how I should set the two of them up-their babies would be amazing
Tivo has officially destroyed my life. I can never go back to live tv. Thank you. Seriously though its like a drug...
You know what never gets old? Jokes about FUPAS also know as BUPAS…don’t know what they are? Love em? Have one? contact me
I should probably start thinking about what I want for my birthday its only a few months away…
Speaking of which im in a mini depression about my birthday not being over Passover-that’s like not having Christmas on jesus’s birthday
And finally…its MARDI GRAS the biggest party in the world and im here for it. So ill be indisposed from now until Wednesday morning. Be jealous no joke, like seriously you really should be.
…and once again I have no visitors this mardi gras…by senior year I expect to see some of you guys down here so you too can eat king cake, embarrass yourself and fight little kids to the death for plastic beads.
Chuck
P.S my summer plans are being changed I am now currently employed at an all girls camp in maine as the riffle instructor. For details call.
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10:40 pm
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happy mlk day
thank god a bunch of years back mr. mlk jr had a dream-i really needed a day off i mean ive been in school for a week now and it was about time.
a few days ago i went to update and livejournal was having "massive failure" i had a mini panic attack. my whole livejournal life flashed before my eyes but then it came back, so im fine.
do you watch teh bachlorette? if you dont have a vag you probably dont. anyway these men are ooc. one guy is giving her a necklace that was his dead mothers, some other guy says he is in love with her and wants to know if she likes chunky or smooth peanut butter and this firefighter from staten island cant even get his words out so he asks her for an autograph. keep in mind they have known her for about 23 hours. well the only good to come out of it was that jen decided to get rid of all the quacks-thank god cause thats about the only good to come out of her.
one of my teachers actually asked us what the difference was between men and women-and he wanted us to answer. why
today the neighborhood bum was strutting down the street with his little shopping cart and bam stopped right by our steps. i froze-composed myself-ran inside-looked out the window and saw he was in a very nice blue blazar.
what did you do this weekend? i got a little too drunk and decided to book a couples massage at the fanciest hotel in new orleans. hey, at least i didnt wake up with a tatoo on me.
im watching iron chef (dont ask) and they are obsessed with the fact that the iron chef is batteling a classmate who he hasnt seen in 40 years. like they are obsessed with it-the guys havent spoke in 40 years its not that great. it woudl be like me doing battle with chris horan in 40 years.
celebs are stalking my town-first loho, then vince and now jude.
gotta go-judes at the door.
c
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09:50 pm
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phonebooth
if i didnt call you last night or you didnt hear lindsay lohan and seths ex girlfriend (anna) from the oc (everyone i tell actually knows the ladies real name i dont) were at the boot last night (local bar). it was a huge scene yes she is skinny and i like her hair color. what can i tell ya the boot attracts the drunkest tulane kids and all the celebs. (its been featured in the real world new orleans and the made for tv movie "the brooke elles story" directed by the late great c.reeves)
the pictures of the event kinda make me feel like im part of a trashy magazine.
back to real life: in one of my classes we had to say an interesting fact about ourselves (really pointless since there are about 60 kids in the class but the teacher is hot so its ok) one girl decided to share with us that she has a 3 year old daughter. the class kinda went silent. i believe it is what you call an overshare...but after ms. innapropriate told us all about her todler some other kid decided to share with the class that he had size 18 feet...like why would you share that. cause everyone always thinks about the big feet big socks comparison.
today my sociology prof said taht "sociology" is formalized gossip" and thats why im a soci major (segway into) ITS OFFICIAL i did it today, declared my majors the forms are in im on my way to earning a degree. communication and sociology, gosh my parents are gonna be so proud and im gonna be the most over qualified hobo ever.
my dad got me 2 cases of poland spring water so of course i keep drinking it. the only problem is if you go to the side of my bed thats near my closet its a mess-i look like an alcoholic minus the alcohol add the water with tons of empty water bottles sprawled out.
i have my music class tomorrow. last time i had it we had to listen to 5 songs and write down how we felt about them. im glad im paying for a college education for a pre-k music class.
that being said ive only had 2 days of classes (2 more days before the weekend) and im already behind on reading. i think i might attempt to do some now.
im really hot right now im either sick or feeling the symptoms of 50 + year old women.
i brought my vest back to school with me (if u saw me over vacation you saw the vest) and now its hanging up on one of my really cool hangers. its so tempting its calling out to me "carly, carly" but the only problem is ill look like a huge loser goign to class in this big bubble vest while everyone else is in shorts. maybe ill just wear it around the house
i saw this kid today with a tulane dog tag-its a lot cooler then mine.
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10:19 pm
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i made it
ive made it through day one (2 hours of classes) and i can already tell this isnt going to be easy. the only plus side to my friday class is that i have amazing people in it-its going to be a blast.
so one of my professors is an ex air force pilot who said the only type of emergency is a plane crashing, so he doesnt buy any kind of emergencies/excusses. my other professor is going to be away all of march/april-thats always a good way to start off a class.
have you ever been into a nail place? im not talking the high class ones im talking the angel tips or ling lees nails-you know the type run by the "asian americans". women who get their nails done on a regular basis all have the same kind of relationship with the ladies who do their nails. i dont use a regular place so i get to witness these many relationships. its all the same-the asian americans make the women feel special talk to them laugh with them ay their names treat them "special" but you know they are just laughing about them and talking abuot them in their own language after.
what kills me is that every woman has this special relationship with their "asian american" just go into a nail place once your bound to find that one person and youll witness what im talking about.
ugh. i sat next to that person today. you know the one who answers a question a teachers asks just loud enough so everyone around them can hear it-but not loud enough for the whole class to hear it. and then when teh teacher says the answer they give tihs little look and make a little noise liek HA told you so im right. WRONG-i feel like telling that person they are a big douche bag, and if they think they are so smart-speak up raise your hand and grow some balls and say it to the whole classs.
i bought a coffee pot for the house, thats my next step to turning 20.
three more classes tomorrow.
chuck
one of my favorite past times has quickly become watching open water with people who havent seen it and waiting to see their reactions. it makes the experience a lot more intense.
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07:29 pm
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round 2
its that time of year again, i buy new notebooks that i know ill never fill up with notes (only doodles) i buy new pens, get some hiliters buy my books and say to myself: its a new semester a fresh start. im sure tomorrow ill be thinking to myself (after my two classes) ok this doesnt seem bad i should do my reading, get ahead and be a good student. talk to me in a few weeks you can count on it that ill be singing a different tune.
but at least i know im making fake promises to myself im not out in the dark actually believing the promises im making.
winter break came-i didnt sleep-i got sick-and the only thing i conquered was cranium. being home is always fun and ill bypass all the cheesy nostalgic crap about it never being the same. yes, its true when your home its just a break-just a placec to sleep for a few weeks and while some might not agree i think i made the most of it.
i had a trip to boston which was a blast with some ihc folks. road trip with korn and lauren provided for some entertainment esp when korn would stare at the cars passing by and then scream as they passed. it didnt get old
ventured into nyc like a good new yorker during christmas time. leigh/arielle (visiting) and co. made me skate under the tree. i was very against the idea but i guess im happy i did it. its one of those things taht i can now say ive done in my life (kinda like being at reagans funeral)----> i will never pass up the oppurtunity to mention that EVER
i also puked in my hands at the table in the sushi resturant, i guess tahts a once in a lifetime kinda thing too (like the ice skating, and being at reagans funeral, ok you get it)
since i had to wake up early to drive my mom to work every morning i was fortunate enough to catch the price is right with mr. bob barker at 11 am every day. i really got into it. i want to send away for tickets. i would bet 1 dollar every time if i got called up to contestant row-i can see it now.
went to pizzaola at least once or twice a day-it was a must. this made my visit easy because i would be fed and get to see every single person in the town without having to call and organize a get together.
im an animal at cranium. props to erik and katlin and of course jaci and laura and all the guest players (highlights: ms. courtney alex meltzer and cali pulice). i dont think ill ever forget those nights molding clay with the chant of chuck the carpenter in teh backround while sucking back on a gallon of ice cold arizona. (lets have a round of applause for club cranium)
oh-i also celebrated my first christmas eve this year. it was fab. dance off-sea food-trees falling-santa tracking-franzia recieving all included in this night of fun. i hope the pulices enjoyed my company as much as i did theirs cause ill be there every year so there better be a seat for me
oh and i tried watching napolean dynamite and hated it-couldnt finish it, maybe i was in a bad mood but i was anot a fan i will try it again though so do not attack yet.
i must get ready for desperate housewives but the updates will be more frequent seeing as i have not included everything.
on a final note the jetta is in new orleans. its kinda weiird not driving down the hardcore roads of oside but it will be back. the road trip that was supposed to take 2 days and 21+ hours took a day (230am-820pm). im kinda embarrassed to admit it but my father drove teh WHOLE WAY. we passed a lot of cows, some dead animals, almost ran out of gas two times and had subway. at a gas station in georgia there was also a barber shop-my dad thought abuot goign in. it was a nice little trip and i slept a lot (but only because my dad forced the codeine down my throat because he couldnt deal with my cough)
im finally part of the sim card world im high tech now with my phone (ringtones included)
chuck taylor
ps. did you hear the one about the schizophrenic midget clown??
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09:23 pm
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break innn
woah two in one day, no but this is a huge public service announcement:
ok so we are on the way back from dinner and i get a call from hannah (she is in another car adn at the house already) she asks leigh and i if we know a kirk because apparently he left a note on our door with his number (taped ot the door with chewed gum). leigh and i do not know a kirk
leigh and i are home, sitting on the porch as usual and then we notice something: the lighter in teh shape of a fish is gone-well the fish is gone the lighter holder is there, my notebook (which was outside cause iw as going to burn it) has been rummaged through and the credit card (which belongs to someone who lived in the house before us and hasnt changed her address) which we have left on the porch for 2 weeks is GONE.
thats the dirrty for you folks. so double lock your doors-its getting spooky,
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02:28 pm
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a little delayed.
its friday-the first friday in three that i am not on my way back to long island. yes sir ive been a commuter the past few weeks and im not talking nassau to oceanside im talkign tulane to oceanside. i might be complaining but i actually loved the commute and here is why...
i love the airport and the airport really seems to love me...
week 1: i went home on the friday because i was going to attend michael bakers bar mitzvah on saturday and thanksgiving was thursday so i figured why not miss a few classes. now here is what went wrong:
-first leigh couldnt figure out why her flight was an hour longer then mine even though we were going to the same places (as we looked at the ticket print outs
-i arrive at the airport at 130 a bit "sick" if you will and as the girl who is driving me opens the door to say goodbye she yacks out the window (the first of many for her on that day)
-i walk thru the doors and oh wait somethings missing-thats right i left my backpack in the car with my money and computer
-the car comes back i decide to call leigh and tell her what a moron i am-but she is crying. why? cause she missed her flight
-i go to check and they tell me that check in isnt till 230, well i tell them this cant be because DUH the plane is supposed to leave at 230. oh no your mistaken they say-thats when the plane leaves ny, you leave at 540. GREAAAT
-im still all smiles, so i lug my bag, my backback and my headache over to DELTA to comfort leigh and keep her company
-230 rolls around, leigh is all set to leave around 4ish and i go to check in for my flight
-hand them a fake id, take the fake id back, hand them a real id they tell me "you arent on this flight"
-after going back to my bags and leigh i get my print out ticket-and then leigh and i realize it...my flight is booked for new york to new orleans...not new orleans to new york. (no problem i think...wrong)
-i am crackin up now walking to the counter explain to them the situation and they explain to me that the flight is full. i tell them this cant be, because of course i know more then the airline...
-yada yada yada i go to every airline flying to new york trying to buy a ticket they give me a big smile and tell me that will be 1,000 dollars, i walk away
-some more bullshitting around, leigh leaves for ny, arielle comes and brings me lunch, we go shopping
-arielle and i buy aids braceletts and the lady tells us that we are not supposed to take them off until they find a cure. i smile and say i guess ill be wearing it for a while (guess that was the wrong joke)
-i wander around some more, harass everyone in my phonebook and then finally
-I GET ON STANDBY
so the story had a happy ending, i thought it was funny and although a few weeks delayed and probably the 10th time some of you are hearing it its worth it.
there are some people i hate airports and i bet some of you are like this. those people who flip out and are so upset about missing their flight. this one guy is behind me on the escalator we get up and what do you know there is a long line for security. (big suprise i mean it is the end of thanksgiving, thts just like what the busiest travel time ever?) so as soon as he sees the line he says-loud enough for everyone to hear SHIT I HAVE AN 8 am FLIGHT. now im pissed because i hate ppl like this.
the line moved quickly it took us about 5-10 minutes to get thru but i had to listen to this guy the WHOLE TIME. every two or three minutes just loud enough for everyone around him to here he woudl sigh and then say GEEZ THIS IS INSANE I HAVE AN 8AM FLIGHT. and then he would like lean over me and sort of shuffle me along, liek tyring to cut me or push me aside. newsflash buddy=everyone around you probably has a flight at 8am too, thats why we are all on this friggin line. like why do people like this have to advertise the time of their flight adn taht they might miss it. if it gets real close the ppl will let you skip the line so dont panic.
now is the appropriate time to tell you that he had these weird burn marks all over his face.
week 2: i dont remember anythign about the flight to new york but i do remember a mr. harry conick jr on my fight back to new orleans. thats right and let it be known i stalked him out. after the flight i waited for him to get off the plane then walked behind him so i looked like part of his entorage. we shared an escolator stair-it was huge. (he was on teh phone the whole time)
and those are my airport stories-stay tuned for more in my book (title is still underconstruction) published by random house.
i want to be one of those people who can say "yeah at my regular poker game". i feel liek if you can say that youve really made it in life
since before thanksgiving there has been no food in my fridge. im under protest. its like a game to me-see what i can eat without actually going shopping. or another sign of me being lazy.
arielle berg is a pusher
wahts the point of those stupid teacher evals anyway? like i know that none of my teachers woudl ever take any of the negative comments well and anything nice would just make their heads bigger. so again, wahts the point?
i have a sleep problem-during the hours when its light i can fall asleep anytime anyplace however as soon as it gets dark im tossing and turning to the sounds of roseanne/melrose place for at least 3-4 hours.
im living out of 2 suitcases thats right now just 1 but 2. i went home didnt unpack, then went home again packed a new suitcase and now i have the both of them.
this week on the OC they had a dance called the snOw C. it took me about 45 minutes and them saying it 1000 times to finally understand it.
we have a menorah in our house its made of redbull cans and a rolling rock bottle. its very ghetto but that about sums up my chanukah-no gifts=ghetto. thats what happens when you are a jew and go to college. kinda kills teh whole "holiday spirit" sortta mood.
im tired, im burnt, typing is difficult for me (tahts waht finals will do to you). im off for now and guess waht? ill be in new york on monday.
ps. my aids bracelett fell off last night-does that mean they are gonna stop looking for the cure?
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