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[Dec. 19th, 2005|06:21 pm] |
2005: My year in review
**I did this survey last year and I think it's a really great way to look back on the year. So, here's my year in a nutshell...
1. What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before? Go backstage @ the Gershwin!
2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year? Nah. and Yes, I'm sure...
3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Just my cousin.
4. Did anyone close to you die? My great Aunt.
5. What countries did you visit? Cancun, Mexico!
6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005? A tattoo.
7. What date from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? December 7, the day I turned 18 and got the best present ever!
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Succeeding in Post-Secondary.
9. What was your biggest failure? Not losing more weight.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Nothing out of the norm.
11. What was the best thing you bought? A Walk The Line movie ticket.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration? ?
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed? The behavior of the EXTREME Catholics embarasses me on a daily basis.
14. Where did most of your money go? Broadway.
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Going backstage at the Gershwin!
16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2005? Hmm...
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? Happier
ii. thinner or fatter? About the same, perhaps slightly thinner.
iii. richer or poorer? About the same.
18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Saving $$ and working out.
19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Sleeping.
20. How will you be spending Christmas? With my fam.
22. Did you fall in love in 2005? Nah.
23. How many one-night stands? None. Although it has been tempting...lol.
24. What was your favorite TV program? HOUSE!!!
25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? I don't really HATE anyone. But I have a VERY, VERY strong irritation with one of my best friends right now...
26. What was the best book you read? The 5 People you Meet in Heaven.
27. What were your greatest musical discoveries? How much I love Todd Rundgren!!
28. What did you want and get? eh...I dunno.
29. What did you want and not get? My dad to get his priorities in order...
30. What was your favorite film of this year? WALK THE LINE! (I hope you didn't think I was going to say 'RENT'...)
31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I went backstage @ the Gershwin!! 18, baby!
32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? Less stressing out over the stupid things.
33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005? Bum Bum Bum. Broadway shirts...need i say more?
34. What kept you sane? My 2 best friends: Mia and Meg
35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Mmm, Billy Crudup & Joaquin Phoenix.
36. What political issue stirred you the most? The fucking war.
37. Who did you miss? my Grandpa.
38. Who was the best new person you met? Hmm...Robb and Megan. Sweet ass people!!
39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005: Stop worrying about being perfect. And just be YOU.
40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year: I can't control my destiny. I trust mu soul, my only goal is just to be. |
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[Nov. 15th, 2005|01:37 pm] |
So last night I was babysitting my little bother and sister (Lauren and Beau...) Oh man, did some crazy shit happen...
Beau wanted to walk me around downstairs in the basement...why? I haven't the slightest clue..but whatever. So we're just strolling along in the basement and I stop to pet the cat (who was resting his FACE on the woodburner...) and Beau keeps walking. But I know that he can't get very far, so I didn't really pay much attention to him. All of a sudden I hear him go "Hiii!" So I was like, Hi, Beau...and he kept saying 'Hi'so I kept saying it back...and then I turned around and saw him standing facing an empty corner, just waving away and saying hi to nothing. So I said, Hi, Beau, again...and he turns around and says in a really grumpy voice..."Eggie...STOP!" and he turns back to the corner. Soon enough, a piece of wood from the pile fell off onto the floor. It twas some twisted shit. Needless to say- we got the hell out of the basement real quick. And then when my step-mom gets home, I told her about it...and it turns out, she didnt want to mention anything to me because she didnt want to freak me out...but my Brother did the same thing Sunday at the bottom of the stair case. He just stood there and waved and babbled on a coversation with nothing...hopefully nothing...
And then, I was giving my little sister a bath and it was REEEAL quiet...I called Beau for several minutes and he didnt come to the bathroom. I walk out into the living room and there he is with the ENTIRE box of popsicles out of their wrappers and scattered throughout the living room floor...and he just looks up at me with 3 popsicles in his hand and goes, "Eggie...Opsicle!?" and hands one to me...what a silly kid...
Would ya believe that a kid that looks like ( this? ) |
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[Nov. 12th, 2005|10:51 pm] |
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Just another day.
Sleep. Work. Now.
I finished writing my Literacy narrative for my English class. It was one of the most difficult papers I've ever writtem for three reasons: (1) 600 Word MAXIMUM (2) We were told by my teacher that for every past-tense filler (is, was, were, there...) that we used, she was automatically taking off 2% points from our final paper grade (3) HOW IN HE HELL am I supposed to remember the VERY first time that I ever put pen to paper!? So what did I do (just like the rest of the class)...I made shit up!!
A two page paper took me 3.5 hours...and all I have to show for it is a big jumble of bullshit. Good, even GREAT bullshit...but still. It's meaningless. Here is a part of the first section. We had to write about the first time we remembered drawing something...(again, I made this up...)
"When reflecting back to my first memory of writing, I think of Thanksgiving. After being taught earlier in the week while at preschool, the art of handprint turkeys, I couldn’t resist flattening out my little palm on any concrete surface and tracing around it. I can remember laying flat on my belly with the cool kitchen tiles sticking to my exposed skin, the air perfumed with the scents of roasting turkey in its third hour of baking. I grasped a bold, orange crayola marker, the color of a ‘punkin’, as I told my dad who was looking on with amusement. He asked me what I was making and I told him that they would be the “Official Thanksgiving Placemats” to be used at the big walnut table that encompassed almost the whole dining room. I placed my tiny palm flat on the construction paper and began tracing. Soon, I added colorful feathers, a gobbler and small claws on each of the eight turkeys that I had completed that soon sat beneath the holiday china."
Not too shabby, eh?
Guess what!? There are t-minus 24 days until I come to NYC for my 18th Birthday!! yayy!! Y'all better be able to come and visit!!
Off to dive into a freshly washed set of 300 thread count bed sheets...could life get any better!?
Aidos. Meg. |
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[Nov. 8th, 2005|08:10 pm] |
Yep. Tis true. It's friends only.
Leave a comment if you'd like to be added! |
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[Nov. 8th, 2005|05:06 pm] |
It's been too long. I've lingered in the land of xanga...and I miss my LJ. I've decided to play with this sn this time though...
For all of you who have friended me in the past and deleted me because I never updated...I'm going to make an honest effort this time. Okay...good.
::tis good to be back:: |
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