| Monday, February 12th, 2007 |
| 10:43 pm |
So I just spent like an hour chipping ice out of the freezer with a steak knife. I feel better. Current Mood:  mischievous |
| Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007 |
| 3:02 am |
I love it here. I wouldn't rather be anywhere else. I have no one to talk to. |
| Thursday, January 18th, 2007 |
| 12:10 am |
SisterSaly7: ciao freedom of peach: hi! how is roma? SisterSaly7: trying to keep up with these "fashionable" romans is killing my feet SisterSaly7: these are people that care more about how they're dressed than whether or not they've showered in the past week freedom of peach: haha, do they wear stilettos on cobblestone? SisterSaly7: they all do SisterSaly7: I'm the only one who seems to be getting caught freedom of peach: crazy freedom of peach: maybe they have little hovercrafts on the soles SisterSaly7: it's like the cobblestones only open up when they read "made in america" on the bottom of your shoe freedom of peach: haha |
| Sunday, January 7th, 2007 |
| 10:28 pm |
Bye Current Mood: grateful |
| Monday, January 1st, 2007 |
| 6:09 am |
Nothing like welcoming the New Year with a nose-bleed. Doing the count-down with a tissue up my shnoz. Fun times though. New Year's resolutions? ~Bleed less lol Have a good one everybody. Current Mood:  Stuffy |
| Saturday, December 30th, 2006 |
| 6:52 am |
vorrei lasciare
I'm so ready to leave, why not now? It's nice being home and seeing high school people that I actually like, but awkward situations always get thrust upon me. I always end up having to talk to someone I hate. At least two people I hate for every one person I like. It's never a problem really, disliking all these people from my past, until there's some family party and I'm forced on them, and I have to be nice because parents are there, and I didn't bring a seperate car. *viewer discretion for those who plan on reading more: It contains openness about the male gender and feelings and if you don's know me that well please be warned that it is HIGHLY uncharacteristic. Don't judge. Don't hate.*That and this silly guy thing. I feel hurt and I feel used and it's NOT ok. OK? The annoying part is that I didn't really want anything anyway since I'm leaving and all. So why do I feel hurt? I guess any type of rejection will hurt (even though it isn't even technically rejection if it was your idea and you never opened up enough to be concidered regected and you didn't even like the guy that much). At some point you just want to mean something to someone. *Please resume you're normal reading frame of mind, mindlessness.*
My mom took me to get my nails done with her. I've been trying not to spend money on silly things but she wants to spend time together so as long as she's paying I don't mind indulging her. But today she cried in the nail salon and I felt awkward. It hit me for the first time how much she needs me, humor and company and getting through it. I feel like I'm abandoning her but at the same time, it's really not my fault that she's going through what she's going through because she really should deal with it.
Again, I'm ready to leave. There are things I may miss but nothing I need. I'm bored. I miss learning. I've been teaching myself Italian and I'm actually pretty good. Romance languages are so formulaic. I've also been reading Harry Potter in Latin
So that's what I've been up to, Now how about some others start posting again. Come now, you've had your christmas break, get back to telling me informally about your lives before I have to go to extreems and maybe *gasp* call you.
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| Saturday, December 23rd, 2006 |
| 8:19 pm |
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| Friday, December 22nd, 2006 |
| 6:41 am |
I cant sleep because my house smells too much like meatballs. *edit* 1 hour later, meatballs still obstructing my REM cycle and I love my girlfriends. Current Mood:  sleepy |
| Wednesday, December 6th, 2006 |
| 11:53 pm |
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| Wednesday, November 29th, 2006 |
| 2:34 am |
Sometimes I think that if I had the money there's a slight possability that I'd move away and get a boob job. I'd just be this new girl in Tennessee who is smart and funny with average-sized boobs. And then I get sad. I know it would really never happen even if I did win the lottery. But just the fact that I thought about makes me sad. Good thing I'll never have the money. I have to get a chest x-ray. No, not that kind of chest. The doctor said I had an irregular heartbeat or some nonsence. I had heart palpatations when I was a baby so I guess it's just routine. I think there is nothing wrong with my heart AND that it's in all the right places. *teehee* I'm glad I didn't waste my money on Chicago. There's no way in hell I would have made it and I know I'd be too stubborn to admit I benefitted from it. I wish that people would talk to me sometimes not just when they want to talk about auditions. Plus I'm trying for this internship at the upenn museum of archeology this summer. Fetching coffee, fetching skulls, the usual. I want to be on Beauty and the Geek but in the reverse sexes one. I can just picture it now "Hi I'm Alysha, pronounced with an "ih" as in fish. I like Classics, dead languages, art before the 19th century, vdo games, cartoons, and reading for pleasure with an emphasis on LOTR, Harry Potter, and a various assortment of black humor." And NO ONE picks me. They end up having to do rock paper scisors. A day not AS good but good. Current Mood:  geeky |
| Tuesday, November 28th, 2006 |
| 3:24 am |
Another good day. Current Mood: content |
| Monday, November 27th, 2006 |
| 4:54 am |
I feel good. I feel happy. I like where things are going. It was a really nice break. Well it was a rollercoaster I guess. Started with relief that I didn't have to do work for a while. Then depression because I was bored and had no one and no idea what to do with myself. Then happyness like two hours ago as I reached a state of contentment and even excitement at the way things are going. The fear, and depression like two seconds ago as I realized that everything is still changing. I always say I like change so much but that's just cuz I'm so very rarely happy with what I have. Couldn't things stay like this just forever? Or could I at least fast forward till the end of the semester? School stress. I just need another day of thanksgiving break. Current Mood: content |
| Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006 |
| 3:56 am |
I bought an evening dress for 30 bucks. It was cheap but I dont have the money and, of course, I have nothing to wear it to. But I sure look pretty. Current Mood: naughty |
| Tuesday, November 21st, 2006 |
| 4:14 am |
dont mind me, i think i have the flu
Relationships are like fishing. I don't just mean romantic relationships but also family and friends. You're out there all day trailing your little bouey when all of the sudden you're lucky enough to catch something and actually get it safely into the boat. Once you push that hook in good and tight you tie it to the back of the boat and what do you do? You let it drag there behind your boat while you look for other fish. If a relationship is totally secured we no longer feel the need to work at it. If you have ties to someone that are so tight that you don't need to try anymore, why bother? Family are usually strung up behind that boat automatically but everyone has about a handfull of other friends back there (if we're lucky) that we just know will always be dragging behind. It's pretty much impossible to break away from this line without tearing a hook through your lower jaw which makes it so much easier for us to treat these people like crap. You know them best so you know exactly how to hurt them but no matter what you are capable of doing it can't be half as bad as that cold metal shreding through their lip. I've only cut one fish sucessfully, any other's that may have drifted further away I know I could reel back in and re-connect with one meaningful conversation. Whe you're a fish you always want to get back in the boat to relive that one moment when they pushed the point all the way through and you really connected. When you're the fisherman you're just looking for more fish. Sometimes you're the man and sometimes you're the fish but you're almost never in the same boat. Current Mood: sick |
| Sunday, November 19th, 2006 |
| 1:20 am |
My parent's pathetic excuse for a "dog" decided to take his little incontinency show on the road and destroyed the lower half of my bookshelf including the most important textbook of all my classes (that isn't Homer) and the most influential book of my life (that isn't Homer). I unleashed such an epic beating on him to such an extent that four conclusions must be drawn 1. I like my books a LOT 2. It's a good thing Homer is on a higher shelf 3. I may have some anger that I should possibly try to invest in excercize and 4. I should never EVER have kids. I'm also systematically destroying all my nice shoes untill I'll inevitably be forced back into jeans and t-shirt Aly. Not like anyone will notice. I had a dream last night that I was married and we were at a party in a museum and they were uncovering this Egyptian pyramid where one of the Pharoahs had buried his wife alive when he died. When I saw in I couldn't stop crying so loud that someone called the cops and we had to run. By the time everyone got back to our apartment I'd made out with three different people and ate my ring which changed into a sword and exploded through my stomach. Mummy And Daddy Are Getting a Divorce. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~>Or we'll see. The best laid plans. I do know that they WILL buy me other copies of "The Greek Achievement" and "The Lord of the Rings" Yes. Now do you see why I hit so hard? Current Mood:  scared |
| Tuesday, November 14th, 2006 |
| 7:29 pm |
posty posty post. I got a new fish and his name is Ron Burgundy. Well, I thought it was clever. Bartleby's actual time of death was some time at the beginning of next week but I was just too stressed with all the midterms to deal with it. So I just fed a dead fish for about a week. I miss Bartleby but he was always week and sickly, that's why I liked him so much. i made sure that Ron is large and swims a lot because I just cant take another heartache!!!! whatever. I also gave the kitten a bath because it had flees and was sleeping in my bed so, naturally, now that it's clean, it sleeps with my sister. So it goes. Tom came down and we had an old person date. Picnic in the park that got too chilly, dinner at a place that was too loud and took too long, a movie that was too expensive and had a draft, home and in bed by 10:30. The next day I smuggled him to the met. I'm so fucking sick of that place! There is nothing there I haven't seen. It's a good thing the day was so nice or else it would have been a REALLY miserable trip. oh wait it was. But I got to catch up and rewind with Tom. It's weird to think of how long it had been. It never feels that way. This is a cheerful entry. I did well on my exams which I wasn't expecting. It's going to be a superfly weekend. I am going to supress my hibernation urge and make myself go out. probably. |
| Friday, November 3rd, 2006 |
| 12:08 am |
Dad: How was your day? Aly: I failed my midterm and my best friend isn't speaking to me Dad: This 80-year-old lady went crazy in my office so I had to floor her. I think I may be fired. Sister: I need to go to CVS later. It's ok to laugh. Current Mood: amused |
| Thursday, November 2nd, 2006 |
| 12:58 am |
~ Ever feel like if nothing bad is happening to you then nothing's happening. When I'm not stressing out at school I'm bathing or staring blankly into space or at an empty tv set. And seeing as my eyes are outgrowing my contact perscription and staring hurts, I've been taking a lot of showers. school school school, money money money It's the terror of knowing, what this world is about
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Cos' love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you, to care for people on the edge of the night
And love dares you, to change our way of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance,
This is our last dance,
This is ourselves,
Under Pressure But today was a beautiful day. I'm sure that it could be a sign for things being ok. But I really don't believe in signs. EspeciALY when they're convenient. They just make me suspicious. Right now I don't think there's anything in the world worse than indiference. Except maybe my Latin midterm. Oh so we had this presentation in my Dark ages class. I sent emails to the people and tried to meet in the tech center, one guy had dropped the class after we got back our miderm and the one girl didn't show. Final girl was late but she at least found me. we ended up just making up our own crap and failed in emailing our info to eachother so the presentation was quite a shambles. Two people giving entirely different presentations and a third girl not doing anything and the ghost of the fourth person lurking in a dark corner, plotting his revenge. I was unhappy after that but a long nap and bath made me forget until now. Now I'm mad again. ENOUGH PROCRASTINTION! Jive-Turkeys Current Mood:  exanimate |
| Monday, October 30th, 2006 |
| 1:05 am |
I drank too much last night. Far too much. I've never been that drunk before and it was aweful. I don't even remember getting drunk. Somewhere down the bottle of rum my memory becomes foggy. I know I got sick and I know I passed out at least once. I feel horrible. Being a needy, irresponsible, burden on a friend that I know does not need to deal with stupid people acting a damn fool and if you're reading this I'm so incredibly sorry I can't even express myself. I'll never forget waking up and feeling so embarassed and clueless, so mortified and scared, and so very angry at myself, not knowing where you are or how you got there. I just wanted to curl up and never have to show my face to anyone. I made a fool of myself and what's worst of all is that, aside from ruining my one friend's night, I missed out on a friend who needed me and I needed her and if you're reading this I'm so sorry I missed you. I cut off 23 bracelets today. Yesterday my car got towed which set me back a whopping $175 in cash. I have the money for it but alas I have to go begging my work for a few days, which I was really hoping not to have to do, especialy so soon after I just quit. But it's time to step up to the proverbial baseball plate that is my life. The eagles lost. I need to start writing more entries when I'm content because this journal is making me seem ultra-morbid. Current Mood:  frustrated |
| Friday, October 20th, 2006 |
| 2:22 am |
Well so much for mending fences. I guess this is what happens when you try to force a friendship that only stands because of convenience. It takes something more than living near each other and knowing each other for a while. There's something more you need. Don't settle for less. In other news.... PPTHHH Current Mood: disappointed |
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