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4.22.07I want to be in love. If only you know how much.I regret everthing, you, every fucking momentbecause I woke up this morningYou were there, sleeping - your back towards me, as alwaysArms locked, I don't know what you were dreaming ofDo you dream at all? You dream of kat who wont take take you backbecause you slept with meYou must dream of Ellie because it was 4.20 two days ago and thoughthe

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I'm beginning to undertstand the difference between High School and College.I know, its second semester of my sophmore year, and how is it only now that im coming to all these conclusions? Missed work, missed labs mean make ups, and some bureacracy of a system where sometimes you can get away with far too much and sometimes get screwed over even if you have legitamite reasons.College is about

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February 25, 2007I sit here, working at the Goucher college library, with cramps, with homework, wearing the scent of my lover (the fire alarm had gone off and in the snowy mid-morning I dawned his sweatshirt as we scampered out of bed and out into the snow.) I went to brunch in it, post - brunch I curled up in a ball and slept in it, and here I am now, working, still enveloped by his musk. I

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February 17, 2007A new year's come, a birthday ( i no longer possess the gleeful joy to call myself a "teenager".) I am twenty.This semester I'm taking an anthropological class on aging, and i know soon I won't be in the prime of my life. Soon is relative; In 10 years I'll be thirty, forty, fifty, and where will those years have gone?I look in the mirror and see a reflection of myself, still cute

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September 30, 2006 ...Wake Me Up When September EndsFriday of this weekend last year, it was Stefan and I that romped through the tall grasses of the soccer field, staying up all night to watch the sun rise. This friday, this year, it was Noah i stayed up with, talking through the early hours of the morn, only to fall asleep as the sun peaked over the horizon.

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September 8th, 2006Your Girl is Lovely, Hubbell.

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August 23, 2006It may be August by it smellsof AprilLukewarm April sunAnd April breezethat carries with itthe promise of new tomorrowsThough it be Augustmy skin savorsthe slight jolting breezetelling of a springof RosesAnd a rainthat drizzles rainbows.

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August 11, 2006I've been going a little nuts with goucher financial aid/dad lately. School is insanely expensive, though im sure I don't need to tell you that. Dad...well...i just spent a half an hour on the phone getting a "well...other kids are going to school for free" talk. Jewish guilt; Dads use it too.

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July 25, 2006A ConfessionLook, i don't know if anybody actually reads this, why should they waste their time on my thoughts, but im sitting in front of my computer in a dress and pink rubber rain boots, drinking tea after having watched 2 episodes of Sex and the City, which seems to have been the highlight of this day. I feel like this should be the point in the movie where a gorgous guy comes

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June 1st, 2001 Beauty.Today I watched three hours of the most glorious music I've ever heard. The Met had organized a tribute to the retirement of it's general manager, and truely it was more than breathtaking, it was a music that my soul sang to. Most amusingly, of the song choices included excepts from Don Carlo, and Vilia, which was truely amazing to hear in the original German tongue, sung

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April 24, 2006Had the most phenomenol workout today, after quite a bout of 1st day cramps, which wonderfully had me prostrated on bed for hours in several hours. Twas not fun....but i woke up, went to dinner, and ended up, oddly enough at the gym.Guess it's not so odd though, ive been feeling chubby lately, esp. with Matt's latest wonderful comment that he lovingly said as he tried to kiss me:"

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Sunday, april 23, 2006An Epitaph For a Girl I Never KnewCold eyes glare dimly in anirate miseryIl ya années it était une fleurApathetic lookslimp armsyou wont say it...You'd asked me yesterdayWhyThese things happen.pendant ces annéesla fleur s’est developpéeHow could they? How could she...I don't know.Elle chante, etElle avait fleuri dansles couleurs magnifiqueBodies press in an Embrace - the

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April 21, 2006The meaning of life is that it ends. That's all. Make the best of what you've got, just live. Just bloody live. - mother of a child with Momo syndromehow much time does each of us have? It can't be that much.Eighty years maybe? And only fifty of those are really any good. - EthanMe: "I was looking through some magazine, 'Aging

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[ Lester Narrating ] I had alwaysheard your entire Iife fIashes... in front of your eyesthe second before you die. First of all,that one second... isn't a second at all. It stretches on forever, Iike an ocean of time. For me, it wasIying on my back...

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April 16th, 2006AliGUrL: you know, i finished that book i was readingAliGUrL: and you want to know why he says we don't want to die?Ender289: why?AliGUrL: loveAliGUrL: he says that the thirst for immortality is a manifestation of human loveAliGUrL: and its an human innate characteristic to want those we love to be with usAliGUrL: to liveEnder289: hmm... interestingAliGUrL: i thought so tooAliGUrL

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April 2nd 2006,April, Come She Has...what a beautiful sunday, spent out on the quad studying under clear skies and sunlight. 'Tis truely a glorious thing to be alive.

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March 29th, 2006Went walking in the rain with Stefan after the weekly "House" gathering at Liz's. Simply wonderful. Rain is... life's rejuvination. And interesting enough, fire, whilst it destroys, also allows for the possibility of growth. Is it not amazing that Water and Fire, two extremes both aid one goal?Magnificant.

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March 28, 2006I think sad thoughts as I play happy music...Currently I'm in that zone of depression that comes from listening to 60's ballads, eating chocolate, and popping midol every few hours. You ask what the former does to help the latter? It doesen't. The music just depresses me further. But sometimes you need to feel depressed. That, or hugged and/or cuddled with. I just need someone to

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March 13, 2006I hate you.

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March 8th, 2006*hums*Mary Lou, the Milking MaidHad a true love so they said...Took him to the borough fairand so they said...She left him there.

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March 6th, 2006What Your Songs Say About YouPut Your iPod On ShuffleFirst Song::"My Baby You" Marc AnthonySecond Song::"Since you've been Gone" Weird AlThird Song:: "Around the World" by ATCFourth Song::"My Immortal" by Evanescence"Fifth Song::"Dragonstei Di Tei" by OzoneSixth Song::"Hands " by JewelSeventh Song::"House of the Rising Sun" by The AnimalsEighth Song::"Try to Remember" from the

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February 20th, 2006You can't help who you love.You're not supposed to.*sigh* i need good chocolate and a hug.

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February 14, 2006Last night i didn't want to be alone with a sleeping roomate, so i packed math hw and sauntered over to Ethan and Stefan's. We hung out till 3 am eating cheddar and listening to music. I couldn't stop smiling as I walked home and when I fell asleep last night, I was at peace.And then I remembered St. Valentine's had set forth his day, and pink and purple weather was in the

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February 13, 2006And when the hourglass has run out, the hourglass of temporality,when the noise of secular life has grown silent and its restless orineffectual activism has come to an end, when everything around youis still, as it is in eternity, then eternity asks you and everyindividual in these millions and millions about only one thing:whether you have lived in despair or not.-- Soren

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February 6th, 2006good night folks, good night indeed...Ethan and I are outlining possible plans for spring break. Possibly mexico or florida?

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February 2nd, 2006he spends his days behind the counterof the run down public libraryScanning booksand putting tabs on fileshe doesen't ReadHe scans.He works.He eats.And then he rests.he sleeps - --> he wakeshe dreams He is awake, andthe sun has just peeked Over the dim horizonhe dresses hurridly.There is no reason for the rush,the library opens at ----> How?10 ambut he has milesto go before he

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February 2nd, 2006back at school and overjoyed!am greatly excited about this semester, though I'm taking credits up the wazoo. And Serefina was nice enough to change my part in The Window Seat (mind you, one I'd been practicing for 6 weeks) without telling me. "oh, btw, the slave girl part (yes, I was supposed to be a slave girl" has now been rewritten for a man" and then she tells me, to learn

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January 26, 2006 3 days till Goucher!Truthfully, I'm glad to be going back, but kinda funny to be going back to school after 6 weeks. It hit me when Doc Gibbs emailed me saying I need to 2 chem labs next week to make up for not being in honors next semester. lol...it was like....lalalala shopping...lalala...friends...lalala....and then school comes and bashes you across the head.......now that I

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Ever close your eyesever stop and listenever feel aliveand you've nothing missingyou don't need a reasonlet the day go on and on

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January 23, 2006I've been cooped up in Goucher land for too long. Wow...just spent the last 1/2 hour reading thru the IB lunchgroup's livejournals...I'm jealous! Arg! It's been way too long since I've read rants with words I don't understand! Like solipsism! I should know about a theory that basically states that one can only know themselves within the universe. Dammit! My Weltunnchang demands

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January 22, 2006Dopamine: The Romeo and Juliet SyndromeNational Geographic recently released an article entitled "Love: The Chemical Reaction" which explains the anguishes and intricacies of love as based off of dopamine, a hormone that stimulates the passionate "crazy for you" love, or as National Geographic refers to it, a state very similar chemically to obsessive compulsive disorder. Great.

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January 20, 2006Vissi D'arte, Vissi D'amore.... Perché me ne Rimuneri Cosi?bitch. Fuck.I woke up at 2 pm today which should've killed my entire day, but was actually quite productive. I finished Ender's shadow.....which was AMAZING. as I was reading the last 100 pgs people kept fucking calling. I hate it so much! I almost didn't anwser the phone. And during Tae Kwon Do my sidekicks were amazing

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January 16, 2006what is a 6 week vacation doing in the middle of winter?I find myself, at 1 am, playing DDR during TV commercials while gulping down goldfish crackers [mmm!]Yep.Silly, Silly world. And even sillier, the people in it.okay, so its about 40 minutes later, during which I...er.r....checked facebook. And not for the first time today. And I have a new facebook friend! Which excites me!

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January, 15, 2006was supposed to go Georgetown with Josh and Meiselman, but MD weather caught up to us...ended up (very randomly) calling up Russ, who was coming down from Frederick. He picked me up, and we drove down to Va to a small gathering of his friends. This kid drives with his knees going 90 on 495 while smoking and talking on the phone. Yeah. The power went out[of course] and so a bottle

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January 11, 2006another day on break, spent doing....well truthfully, absolutely nothing fruitful. Mind you its a pleasent routine - the waking up whenever I feel like [ which quite honestly averages around 12:3o] and staying up till the wee hours of the night. Thank deus for Tae Kwon Do, or else I would be gaining weight and having even less structure in the almost non - existant schedule that

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Men are like a fine wine. They start out as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the shit out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.

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January 4, 2006I lit a candle -I couldn't find a regular cake candleso i lit one that smelled of vanilla,the kind you'd accoust in an Aromatherapy store,close your eyes -and slowly inhale the sweet scent ofthe flame twinkled -but settled into a warm glowilluminating the smile that faintly traced my lips"Happy Birthday to me"I close my eyesand Wishanother smile (secretive this time, for it holds

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Jan 3rd, 2006So leave your taxi waitingTurn and close my doorAnd sit back down where you were sitting A little closer than beforeAnd when you look that seriousIt just makes me want you moreAnd I've been meaning to tell youthe closer you get the better I feelthe closer you arethe more I seewhy everyone saysthat I look happierwhen you're around....- Dido

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Jan 1, 2006Raise a champagne glass and toastto the ones you love mostNew Years Resolutions:To Learn my music on timeTo not procrastinate [as much]To get into shape [I played Badmiton yesterday and I still can't move my body without pain...]and hell... To to seize everyday as it may be my last! [and not to be too cliche about it.]Happy New Year everyone.

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Artists écrivent de"L'amour, l'amour"mais que ce - que c'est, cet amour? Est - ce que c'est un produit de la chimie?Est - ce que c'est un voix joli?Est- ce que c'est beauté d'une visage?Ouest - il un rêve qui ne quel qu'on comprenniat... A week of Deuchland, I'm truely glad to be back in the states. I was without internet, daresay a computer for the past seven days. If you hadn't known I

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hmm...going home on friday, which is a bit weird. Goucher has become so much my home that going back confuses me.mind you, at this point a lot of things confuse me. Sam might be doing a New Year's Bash, and Ill be 19 soon (how strange and unpredicatable). And then i get 6 weeks of DDR. Wasn't autumn a week ago?wasn't Summer a month ago?life seems to move to quickly to enjoy properly.

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....ma la su si vedremo in un mondo del miliore....il duolo della terra nel chiostroancor ci segue solo del cor la guera in ciel si calmera....E la voce di carlo! E carlo quinto!Mio Padre!Oh Ciel!... and with that Don Carlo concludes. hmm...a semester full of memories summed up in an hour of glorious music.It went well enough, except that I ended up getting nervous. Wasn't nervous all day at

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Thank you paul for helping organize the astronomy night! Twas wonderful!...for once there were wonderfully clear skies (along of course with below freezing temperatures.) Fun around around though. There was so much you could see....M37, the Orian Nebula(phenomenal!)Beetlegeuse (home of ford prefect!) It was quite gorgous and between star gazing there was much of the monopoly and hot chocolate/

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Happy thanksgiving everyone who reads my blog...to everyone else, i wish you a day of misery. :p...nahim not bitter today. Nope. I'm actually quite happy, seeing as I pwn3d the html screwing up the blog. It looks quite decent now, which makes me joyously wanting to post.Yipee! You, the reader have the glorious opportunity to hear me whine more often :)Tuesday I dropped Ethan off at his Dad's in

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im emotionally confused.

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58 degrees and rainperceptions changebut I am still the sameI am such a pig emotionally, I really am.everything un-natural, everything because I want it to be so.Arg...I'm so vague when blogging, but I'm scared of posting out my true thoughts. There I said it.Maybe it has something with my education and upbringing and fear of becoming the "emo" child within me. If you're a good writer bitching

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have you ever come to a point in your life where you realize you simply do not care?More so than ever music has become the number one stress in my life. It's amazing. It's not simply practicing...it's lessons/opera rehersal/improvising/classes/bitching about serefina that have taken over my life.

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what a weird weekend. Everyone was gone during the err "break," the highlight thereof consisting of watching 6 hours of Firefly strait through. Which was wonderful. Stefan and I started at like 8 ish? and by 4:30 am were watching the special features even though my roomate was bed and trying to sleep. Otherwise have been having philosophically provoking conversations with random people.

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1128999306918464522005-10-10T22:47:00.000-04:002005-10-10T22:55:06.923-04:00

Relatives drove up on saturday for family weekend. Twas alright, except i got a concentrated week's worth of my grandmother's lectures in a total span of 3 hours. OY!I spent the last 1/2 hour of good study time reading blogs bitching about chem with reference to Mardioski. I have much distaste for the woman, except now i have what seems to be a competent chem teacher (according to some -_-).

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1128180150306848872005-10-01T11:14:00.000-04:002005-10-01T11:22:30.313-04:00

Spent another friday night hanging out with the group(s). Wait? Isn't that what we do EVERY night? Actually, Max metaphorically dragged us to see Serenity at the AMC, which i must admit was amazing. Even though I'd seen only the pilot of Firefly, its a movie you can truely appreciate, but even more so if you were addicted to the show. I approve, and recommend it greatly....yeah, like anybody

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1127060055941884742005-09-18T12:13:00.000-04:002005-09-18T12:14:15.946-04:00

Bee - sus Thank you Meg. And Melissa/Alex.

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1126971754738068622005-09-17T11:04:00.000-04:002005-09-17T17:49:48.673-04:00

Come with me,come with meAnd we shall run across the skyIlluminate the nightOh, I will try and guide youTo better times and brighter daysDont be afraid to go...Up the ladder to the roofWhere we can see heaven much betterUp the ladder to the roofWe can be closer to heavenI don't know what life is. I don't know the meaning of the universe, or the future. But i know now how it feels to simply gaze

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1124390741064024472005-08-18T14:44:00.000-04:002005-08-18T14:45:41.070-04:00

wow - im moving in 7 days. Wow. i still can't take it in. Maybe because none of my stuff has arrived yet and we're way behind on forms and such. THe idea totally overwhelms me though. AAH!It's like - it's still summer! It can't already be over - can it??

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1122919194241035052005-08-01T13:46:00.000-04:002005-08-01T13:59:54.246-04:00

i stayed out till like 3:30 am on saturday and thank God i was able to get to bed before my father said anything....We had a fun time though. We were going to go clubbing, but with the extreme disorganization of both myself and Josh, realized it would be stupid, and decided to just hang out with people. Except by the time i get to his house, it was about 11:00. And so i ask, "what are we doing?

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1122764949123887212005-07-30T18:52:00.000-04:002005-07-30T19:09:09.130-04:00

i have a big headand my dad still doesn't want to talk speak to me.and before he complained that i haven't done anything this summer, and still have been to lazy to cook even a damn thing, and so the day before I made a lasagna and nobody even bothered to try it. and my dad just told me today that I owe him $56 for overusing minutes on the cell phone, when we have 4 lines connected to a 400

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1122561154683250422005-07-28T10:32:00.000-04:002005-07-28T10:34:32.530-04:00

the Cutting Edge(65% dark, 43% spontaneous, 16% vulgar)your humor style:CLEAN SPONTANEOUS DARKYour humor's mostly innocent and off-the-cuff, but somehow there's something slightly menacing about you. Part of your humor is making people a little uncomfortable, even if the things you say aren't in and of themselves confrontational. You probably have a very dry delivery, or are seriously

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1122384317181757262005-07-26T09:24:00.000-04:002005-07-26T09:25:17.186-04:00

DDR these past few days...so much DDR....

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1122138380881476532005-07-23T13:02:00.000-04:002005-07-23T13:10:54.326-04:00

I finally got my copy of "Important Things That Don't Matter" that I got for like $1.50 on ebay.And I just finished re-reading it.The weird thing about is that I love it, and not because it's about Rockville, or by a former IB student. It's familiar, yet totally different, perspective wise. And I get so into it, that I completely forget it's fiction. Maybe once you read it, you'll know what I

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1122082409109217942005-07-22T21:16:00.000-04:002005-07-22T21:33:29.116-04:00

Okay, so my dad just got pissed at me....again. I know! It's like the 3rd time this week.It's the whole thing with my grandfather. He needs someone to babysit him, and ergo someone needs to be paid to do it. My dad asked me (about a week ago) to do it....and I said no....there was a whole big shtick with him that if he was going to pay someone to do it, he wanted me to do it. It's my last

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1121742645216860832005-07-18T22:49:00.000-04:002005-07-18T23:10:45.223-04:00

so i spent the day running between errands and trying to have fun at Jill's house...our stupid dryer is broken so i had to throw stuff into/and out of a landromat in the middle of nowhere, then drive over to Jill's for a 2 hour session of DDR, back to my house to check on my grandfather (who old....really really old) and can't do much of anything for himself, and then to the mall w/ Jill to pick

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1121552771911949362005-07-16T18:25:00.000-04:002005-07-16T18:26:11.916-04:00

so im still upset I lack facebook, when most of the civilized world has theirs.also.... how pathetic is it that i regularly check my friend's blogs/xanga's/LJ's for updates?

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1121212476878693612005-07-12T19:53:00.000-04:002005-07-12T19:54:36.883-04:00

arg! where is my goucher email! Where????

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1121050554351817242005-07-10T21:57:00.000-04:002005-07-10T22:55:54.360-04:00

wow, half the summer has simply zoomed past me.unfortunatly there isn't too much to report.Working for my cousin as a secretary, still running after the autistic kid....Blah!David Taylor is supposedly coming ot visit @ somepoint at the end of this month or beginning of the next. And supposed to be staying w/ us. In the basement that's supposed to be finished. And of course isn't.Oh ya,

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1118794898355250322005-06-14T20:19:00.000-04:002005-06-14T20:21:38.360-04:00

as you can see, my blog has been undergoing some technical difficulties that i do not know how to fix. Somehow, its made me want to update less...but if you're still curious....graduation = funI'm = donethat sorta makes sense ... the part that does i "borrowed" from Jai's abridged blog...

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1118198902526216972005-06-07T22:40:00.000-04:002005-06-07T22:48:22.536-04:00

And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,Jesus loves you more than you will know.God bless you, please Mrs. Robinson.Heaven holds a place for those who pray,Hey, hey, heyWe'd like to know a little bit about your for our filesWe'd like to help you learn to help yourself.Look around you all you see are sympathetic eyes,Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home.And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson,Jesus

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1117989919634047462005-06-05T11:47:00.000-04:002005-06-05T12:45:19.636-04:00

Cascade in Blue was awesome! The Grog and Tankard took an hour and a half to find, but it was def. worth it. Its an amazing feeling to stand 5 feet away from the "stage" and feel the music pulsing through you.... Kimmi, didn't show up, but a bunch of RMers were there, including John who began waltzing during a song....:DSince i was actually in Georgetown, I swung by Eddie's apt. and we meandered

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1117573416671273072005-05-31T17:02:00.000-04:002005-11-25T00:22:29.476-05:00

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1117550855710166252005-05-31T10:45:00.000-04:002005-05-31T10:47:35.713-04:00

June 4 - Cascade in Blue!im excited, i haven't had the chance to see the live yet ;)

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1117428361090539612005-05-30T00:29:00.000-04:002005-05-30T00:46:01.096-04:00

brief overview of the wildwood audition:It didn't go too well, ergo i wasn't too surprised about not being called back. I felt really blase today, part of me not even wanting to go. After finally finding the place i got up and sang "Your Daddy's son." its nice to have the piece in my repetoire, even though ive been singing it everywhere. The pianist and kept up with each other for the most part,

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1117381598184031752005-05-29T11:33:00.000-04:002005-05-29T11:46:38.190-04:00

summer plans: Beach Week Wildwood summer theatre work Piano Tuning Tae Kwon Do? Dance - possibly jazz... Guitar Figuring out how to use the Cakewalk recording program Gym - plymetrics?

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1117164963980837202005-05-26T23:28:00.000-04:002005-05-26T23:38:04.900-04:00

I Think, Therefore IBIB "graduation" was loads of fun; Hines made a short speech of how we should remember the halls and take pictures of the crap bathrooms, as they wont be there in two years, then gave us a 4 page synopsis of two years worth of IB history. Awesome.oh ya, for superlatives, I talked the most in English and TOK class. ...Its a fact im not to proud of...but oh so true, though im

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1116708321557131232005-05-21T15:56:00.000-04:002005-05-21T16:50:55.663-04:00

ok, so prom rocked. And my date rocked :P .I looked hot. I felt hot. I got my eyebrows waxed (AAH!!) and my hair curled and parted on the side. It ended up looking soo good. Twas wonderful. Then my dress, even though a size 8, was perfect on me, and you couldn't see that i wasn't a size 8 beneath it (lets just put it that way..) The sun ray shaped necklace added so perfectly to it. Since the

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1116459644016620172005-05-18T19:37:00.000-04:002005-05-18T19:40:44.020-04:00

wow, physics is not happening at the moment. At all. I spent most of the day reading Angels and Demons, (Damn you Dan Brown!) until my dad literally pried the book out my fingers. I knew it would be like this!! I like how im on pg. 256 of A&D, and im on pg. 36 of Lolita (not that it's bad!!) and still have not yet looked at physics which according to my precise calculations is in approximatly

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1116291769854462762005-05-16T21:00:00.000-04:002005-05-16T21:02:49.860-04:00

...yeah, so I didn't get cast. I think i should have paid more attention to my callback audition; guess the dance was really bad, and i think i was way ahead of the accompanist during the song (now that I think about it.) Kinda wish I would've at least gotten ensemble, but i might be doing tech...

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1116249599328592912005-05-16T09:18:00.000-04:002005-05-16T09:27:31.650-04:00

Help! My brain has been taken over! ...I don't really know by whom, but I'll find you! One day! *Shakes fist*I finally bought a prom dress! It's plain black, has a nice cut, and I have the perfect jewelry to go with it!My family and I have developped a new system of shopping: I go in for a few hours and try on stuff like crazy. Then, once I have basically what I want, I call mom who drives up and

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1116121641181378062005-05-14T21:26:00.000-04:002005-05-14T21:47:21.186-04:00

okay, so a short update on the actual callback...yeah...i don't think it went to well....I spoke to Dan yesterday after improv (the last improv, oh the tragedy!). He told me that they would probably want me as a pickalittle woman. That was one of the 6-7 songs we were given to choose from, with little range and extremely difficult articulation. Its crazy. But he told me that since at this point

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1115914319757131772005-05-12T12:11:00.000-04:002005-05-12T12:11:59.863-04:00

okay, so history is done, and paper three didn't kill me!!!!!!!! ( though who knows?)Okso, I went to the callback prep session yesterday. It was kinda weird, b/c the directors were all saying hi to me ( specifically to me.) Was I that good? lol.But seriously, It's the morning after, and I am still exhausted. And all we did was sing and dance. The singing I can do - i have to learn one song out

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1115654598388036312005-05-09T12:02:00.000-04:002005-05-09T12:03:18.393-04:00

I MADE CALLBACKS!!

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1115598893882341552005-05-08T20:14:00.000-04:002005-05-08T20:34:53.926-04:00

Greatest Audition ever! Greatest Audition Ever!I auditioned for MC's Summer Dinner Theatre that i didn't make last year. It's hard to get in - there are a lot of great people in for one part. Alright, so my dancing sucked. There were two parts - a jazzy part and a ballet part. Lets just say I was bad at both, but worse at the ballet. My biggest problem was not being able to remember the parts

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1115567624898845912005-05-08T11:52:00.000-04:002005-05-08T11:53:44.903-04:00

I will be famous. Soon.

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1115476816039709652005-05-07T10:35:00.000-04:002005-05-07T10:51:01.483-04:00

I turned on the tv this morning and saw It's Ac. was on. And of course RM was kicking major ass.I know I am a former Science Bowl devotee, but I must admit ...It's AC is superior. Of course, those that participate have to generously "donate" their time and their souls to Mr. Mckenna, yet I guess this pays off...Compared to anything else in this school, RM quizbowl must be RICH.The way i see it,

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1115385291465832912005-05-06T09:13:00.000-04:002005-05-06T09:14:51.473-04:00

The History of our medicine. "I have a sore throat." 2000 BC : "eat this root" 1200 AD : "That root is heathen, say this prayer." 1500 AD : "That prayer is superstition, drink this elixir." 1800 AD : "That elixir is snake oil, Take this pill." 1900 AD : "That pill is ineffective, Take this antibiotic." 2000 AD : "That antibiotic is

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1114975337232739482005-05-01T15:06:00.000-04:002005-05-01T22:11:24.606-04:00

Today's audition for Washington Talent agency.Was not prepared in the least, grandma calls me yesterday, says there's an audition today.I wait , and wait, and then finally end up going.Get there, there's actually no line, get a complimentary headshot, then sing "the Rose," make the 1st cut, then am given 3 songs of which to choose. Study "I will survive " for an hour or meander around then go and

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1114486902451096652005-04-25T23:32:00.000-04:002005-04-25T23:41:42.453-04:00

my father is sadistic.So i've been coughing/sneezing/ and unable to speak for the last week (thank you Jen Katz) , but haven't gone to the doctor yet.Everyone has told me, Alina go to the doctor, you're sick.My cousin, a doctor, has told me to go to the doctor because I'm sick.I have auditions this week. I can't sing because I'm sick.Today I ask my dad to go to the doctor in the near future.He

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1114401315663327522005-04-24T23:54:00.000-04:002005-04-24T23:56:04.610-04:00

So....can anyone guess how I'm spending my summer?Me neither.

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1113628342955650732005-04-16T00:58:00.000-04:002005-04-16T01:12:22.956-04:00

So recently (within the last few days) I've really been bitched out at...shall we say....two nun T's). As sopranos I realize we're all territorial, and all want the high note. Its funny, i realize this sounds like a completely awful and pointless thing to be arguing about, but if you're a soprano, you know exactly what I mean. Anyway, the two T's come up to me and tell there are too many

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1113022451736763032005-04-09T00:49:00.000-04:002005-04-09T00:54:11.736-04:00

Come see RM Black Masker's "Sound of Music"!Apr. 8, 9, 15, 16 @ 7:30Apr. 14 @ 2:30[She]You dear attractive dewy-eyed idealist,Today you have to learn to be a realist.[He]You may be bent on doing deed of daring due,But up against a shark, what can a herring do?[She]Be wise, compromise.[He]Compromise, and be wise![She]Let them think you're on their side, be noncommittal.[He]I will not bow my head

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1112418299061045542005-04-02T00:02:00.001-05:002005-04-02T00:04:59.060-05:00

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1112418276755222082005-04-02T00:02:00.000-05:002005-04-02T00:04:36.756-05:00

another post, what the hell.( This story is about Love, the woman I Loved is dead. )There was a boyA very strange enchanted boyThey say he wandered very far, very farOver land and seaA little shy and sad of eyeBut very wise was heAnd then one dayA magic day he passed my wayAnd while we spoke of many thingsFools and kingsThis he said to me "The greatest thing you'll ever learnIs just to Love and

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1112417271509054162005-04-01T23:41:00.000-05:002005-04-01T23:47:51.510-05:00

This entry is especially for David Taylor who claims to be computer illiterate and not know anything about blogs. Don't worry, neither do I. As you can see, this awesome blog features random provoking thoughts on life, most of which Alina wrote during the wee hours of friday nights (because as you can tell, she has no resemblance to a social life.) To all you fans out there who anxiously awaited

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1112310049928553472005-03-31T17:58:00.000-05:002005-03-31T23:05:27.563-05:00

not a bad break, except my body rejects doing homework - completely.I'm working 7 days a week, and i will be broke by may a la prom/HFStival/hopefully my new Ipod photo.EDIT : Still waiting for Hopkins *cross fingers*RM Black Masker's "Sound of Music"!Apr. 8, 9, 15, 16 @ 7:30Apr. 14 @ 2:30

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1111816037720172862005-03-26T00:36:00.000-05:002005-03-26T00:47:17.723-05:00

So we're on break nowthank god.I should start filling out scholarships for my poor ass. I needa money.Anyone? May'be I'll borrow money from the "Get Taryn and Ben A Room Foundation," I'm sure they have plenty.Yep.I finished my ib crap really late, so i have no clue whether im even going to get my diploma. Did i mention i hate life?Hell week coming up soon, come see Sound of Music...blah..blah..

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1111289161229125472005-03-19T22:25:00.000-05:002005-03-19T22:31:47.460-05:00

I sometimes wonder how average a person i'll end up being.On another note...While I wait for my own anwsers and procrastinate my a** offAsk me 4 questions.Any 4, no matter how personal, private or random. I have to answer them honestly. I have to answer them all. In turn you post this message in your own journal and you have to answer the questions that are asked of you.

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1111210215404954902005-03-19T00:19:00.000-05:002005-03-19T00:30:15.406-05:00

What do you think about marriage?My mother takes me aside and tells me she wants to introduce me to a twenty - four year old whose looking to settle down. She says he makes $100,000 a year as some manager. She looks at me for a while. She walks around me. I stand there confused. She then asks what I think of marriage. I tell her I'm 18. Legal yes, but no thank you. Then she mentions - oh yeah

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1110169331196159292005-03-06T23:21:00.000-05:002005-03-06T23:22:11.196-05:00

Hereby do I nominate, for his second Nobel Prize, A man who brokered violence and ruled through threats and lies.But Mr. Yasser Arafat, he of the scarf-wrapped head, Has brought us closer to world peace, by kindly dropping dead. A bit on the late side, I know, but im taking this out of my profile and didn't want to lose the fond memory.

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1109697818973072062005-03-01T12:19:00.000-05:002005-03-01T12:23:38.973-05:00

5 days of no school, and I did absolutely nothing. Yep. Now I gotta pull a mozart and compose 3 things in about a week. *cross fingers*

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procastinating on too much stuff. Overload.JENNYHey, Forrest, were you scared inVietnam?FORRESTYes. Well, I, I don't know.EXT. VIETNAM - FLASHBACK - NIGHTForrest looks up into the sky as the rain stops. Forrestremoves his helmet. The stars emerge from behind the clouds.FORREST (V.O.)Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out. And then it was nice. It was like just

Alinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07768681613218249792noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4080653.post-1109455883782994192005-02-26T20:11:00.000-05:002005-02-26T17:12:55.376-05:00

Last night, amidst sponging up an overflowing basement, I knew the Howard Roark of the granite quarry.and more fully comprehended the wonder that is Ayn Rand

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*salutes American flag*Ladies and Gentlemen, last night's endevours have paid off.

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*CAUTION: REVERSE PAJAMA SNOW DANCE IN PROGRESS*

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