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Jan. 26th, 2009

slur_a_plea pam

it's been a long time coming




i've decided to go 'friends only' on this journal. i know i know, i've had it open for five years, but i've started writing more entries that i don't really want the entire world knowing about. plus, i'm starting to get ready to apply to grad schools and jobs, and i blatantly promote this journal on my facebook, so anyone can read it. since i tend to say 'fuck' a lot on here, and talk about stuff that may or may not be inappropriate, i've decided the best thing to do would be to close this to the public. 

however, my saying that doesnt mean i don't want people reading about my life; i do.  if anyone ever wants to read more about my life (i'm leaving a few entries open) feel free to add me. i always add back! 

edit: the friends only banner i am currently using was made by icons_paulimapi. that community has some beautiful icons that are totally worth checking out! 




Jan. 20th, 2009

Kelly VS

it merits posting

 


My fellow citizens:

I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding documents.

So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.

That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land - a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America - they will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free, and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of short-cuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted - for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things - some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sahn.

Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions - that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.

For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act - not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions - who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them - that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works - whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. And those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account - to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day - because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control - and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our Gross Domestic Product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart - not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.

As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort - even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus - and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West - know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us today, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment - a moment that will define a generation - it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends - hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism - these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility - a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence - the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed - why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

"Let it be told to the future world...that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Jan. 17th, 2009

jim laughing chel1395

(no subject)

I'M TWENTY!!!! 

OKAY, SO IT WON'T BE COMPLETELY OFFICIAL UNTIL 5:23 PM, BUT STILL. I'M TWENTY!!!


hello!! i'm a twenty-something now!!!!!!

Jan. 10th, 2009

Pink Flower

A Winter Poem

 The winter evening settles down 
With smell of steaks in passageways. 
Six o'clock. 
The burnt-out ends of smoky days. 
And now a gusty shower wraps 
The grimy scraps 
Of withered leaves about your feet 
And newspapers from vacant lots; 
The showers beat 
On broken blinds and chimney-pots, 
And at the corner of the street 
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. 
And then the lighting of the lamps.
--T.S. Eliot


I found this poem junior year when i took creative writing. and now every winter it returns to the forefront of my mind. i absolutely love it.

Dec. 24th, 2008

slur_a_plea pam

Merry Christmas!!

 it's 5 minutes to midnight, december 24 2008. the company just left and i'm sitting in the family room surrounded by leftover plates and a ten-foot tree. my mom's cleaning the kitchen and my dad's wrapping his gifts on the family room floor, and midnight mass in the vatican is playing on the tv. 

it's officially christmas :)

Dec. 10th, 2008

slur_a_plea pam

(no subject)

 so, my 8am final tomorrow for humanities is actually at noon, so i have a whole 4 hours extra to study :) WIN.

so instead i'm listening to the fray and being more of a bum than i could have ever thought possible.

the fray are so wise. love them. need to get their new album when it comes out. 

also, office christmas tomorrow night!!! totally stoked. the thought of it is getting me through the week. no joke.

Nov. 24th, 2008

pic#79940215 dwim

"i'm jim halpert! nahnahnah little comment..."

 fact: in the past 26 hours there have been 3 posts on ONTD of pictures of john krasinski being his normal beautiful self. 

.....really world?? really?? as if i needed another reason to not be finishing my damn take home test?? ive been staring at pictures all day now. thanks. really. 



but really  though. THANKS!  i so needed a jkras fix and i don't have time to watch the office. 

Nov. 17th, 2008

slur_a_plea pam

(no subject)

IT'S SNOWING!!! 


MY MOOD HAS INCREASED TENFOLD THANKS TO THIS!!!

Oct. 23rd, 2008

slur_a_plea pam

(no subject)

the office was love love love tonight.

i wont spoil. but it was love. that's all.

Apr. 2nd, 2008

slur_a_plea pam

(no subject)

"But I must know what happens to the children," the Medium said. "It's my worst trouble, getting fond. If I didn't get fond I could be happy all the time."


Madeleine L'Engle; A Wrinkle in Time

Sep. 26th, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

happy one month!!!

err....which was yesterday. oops. i was totally gonna get on yesterday and write this glorious post, and then i got distracted by life. and an anthropology test.

i feel really really bad for abandoning my journal for thirteen days. i guess all of a sudden work just caught up with me and i had a zillion things to do, like go to walmart and watch movies and get caught in rainstorms without an umbrella, and freezing my ass off because it was randomly cold last week. this past weekend i went home for my mom's birthday like i promised her in freaking july. it was really really nice being in my own bed and taking a shower in my own shower thats more than 4 cubic feet and doesnt have a contaminated bottom, meaning i dont have to wear flip flops. yup. 33 devonwood is flip flop free. its a good feeling. my bed at home feels really hard compared to my geneseo one. i think thats because the one here has a zillion feet of padding on it. my mattress at home is just...a mattress. which up until a month ago was the comfiest thing ever.

its weird to think that ive spent a month sleeping in a bed lofted 5 feet off the ground in geneseo, and the bed ive slept in since i was freaking five felt different. my room felt different. someone went in there and vaccuumed and straightened things. (i dont think anything got thrown out.....yet. just reorganized.) i retaliated by leaving ballet shoes all over my room.

one of the things im noticing that i miss more and more is ballet. we did ballet in my intro to dance theory class tuesday, and the professor had anyone wearing proper shoes (aka girls who know ballet) to stand in the front row. so, wearing my once used ballet slippers (which are now filthy) i stood in the front row and did an entire barre at the center. which is ridiculously difficult times a thousand. i mean, its hard enough doing a full barre exercise at a barre, but in the center?? man am i dying now. i was surprised at how much my balance has deteriorated in the past year. it definitely is not as good as it once was. my attitude developes were shit. as were my grande battements. disgustingly bad. yet i was sweating within an inch of my life before we finished plie's and i had to go to speech afterwards all sticky and gross. but i was incredibly high. i ached and didnt give a fuck. which was glorious.

the thing is, there is no way a non-minor can take a dance class at geneseo. and i cannot fit a dance minor in, especially since i only want to take a ballet class. im doing the dance club 'orchesis' but im doing a tap dance to 'candyman' by christina aguilera and there arent any ballet dances. so thats kinda frustrating. there is, however, a dance school in geneseo. shocking, i know. civilization amongst the cows and beer. who'da thunk it? its run by my dance theory professor, and the studio looks pretty good--nice wooden floors and full length mirrors--love. its like $125 for one hour and twenty minute ballet class. and even then, i have no idea what level id even be at. pointe? forget that (for now) i tried on my shoes last weekend and i couldnt even get a releve out of them, thats how bad its gotten. and its like 'aaaaah i wanted this for so long and i let my mom just let me not go to draper and i could have gone to draper and been like katie lally and been in an actual company and we watched part of 'giselle' in class the other day and i basically cried because i wanted to do that and i cant.' its sad. so id probably have to go start all over again and relearn it all even though its only been a year. well, year and a half practically. id totally do it though. hmmm spring semester.....i should look into that, and what i can do this summer. pittsford dance academy anyone? have a job and all that money will go into my ballet class. because i am a dork and need ballet like a fish needs water.

other than my dance spazziness, life is pretty good here.

Sep. 12th, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

(no subject)

okay. enough is enough.

there is something wrong with me when i swear that i see stephanie decross, margaret ding, and melissa gambino over the span of two days at geneseo. because stephanie decross, margaret ding, and melissa gambino do not go to geneseo. but yet i swear i see them.

ive come to the conclusion that we all have twins out there.

it all started like last week, when i was walking along and there was this girl with curly hear who was just walking down the hill to someplace. and i was like 'omg lindsey spector.' it was like looking at specs walking straight towards me. i just chalked it up to being tired or missing ms spector, but now im getting creeped out that im seeing more and more people.

i think my brain is trying to tell me that i miss people, but you'd think thatd be perfectly obvious to someone like me. i keep meaning to call people and be like 'i miss you soooo much omg' but then i get out of class and i eat dinner and i start my reading and then its like 10:30 and im like 'ehhh they're probably studying or sleeping.' so i dont.

i need contact with my peeps, yo.

Sep. 10th, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

weasley is my king, bitches

first off, what the fuck, britney spears? worst performance ever. seriously, i was looking forward to your comeback, and you certainly got people talking last night. unfortunately for you, its trash talk about that horrible vma opening. please learn the lyrics to your songs, and dont wear dress like trailer trash mkthanks.

that being said, today in anthropology we talked about male genital mutilation. every single boy in my 165 person class had the same pained expression on their face. kinda amusing. but then this girl (probably one of the extremely awkward types) had to go and mention the 3 ways of female genital mutilation. i think everyone felt like they were gonna throw up after that, male AND female. too much information, much?

but it was made better when i was walking back from anthro because as i was walking down the steps the entire soccer team came running down the steps. minus shirts. it was glorious, let me tell you. i definitely gotta get over to that soccer house one weekend and meet them.....

Sep. 7th, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

:( :( :(

madeleine l'engle died. and i am very very sad. i have and always will love the 'wrinkle in time' series, it defines my childhood before the onset of my harry potter obsession as we now know it. (aka, 4-6th grade)

a little part of me died inside. and now i really want my wrinkle in time books at college so i can reread them since ive been meaning to do that for ages and now i really really want to.

Sep. 5th, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

(no subject)

the class of 2020 started their first day of kindergarten today in pittsford.

2020. i cant even imagine what the world will be like in 2020. these kids are gonna have an entirely different public school education than we had. for starters, they were all born in 2002. they completely bypassed the 90s culture that shaped us--tomagachi's, beanie babies, oldschool nickelodeon. i watched nick jr one day when i was bored and i didnt recognize any of the tv shows. back in like 98 i would have known all of them, if only because mary was still little and watching them. but even in like 2002 i prolly could have known some of them. now? i have no idea. the class of 2020 wont realize the impact of 9/11, or know anything about osama bin laden or saddam aside from what they will read in their textbooks years from now. they wont understand why people think princes harry and william are cute, or who mother theresa was, or pope john paul ii. so many influential people and events that they wont experience in their lifetime. they missed the golden age of pop music, with nsync and backstreet boys, even britney spears before she completely lost her mind. HARRY POTTER. they wont understand why people would wait in line at stores for hours and hours to get a copy of a book that, for them, will be no different than a copy of the boxcar children, or magic tree house. (do you guys even know the magic tree house series? prolly not--they came out a few years ago. only reason i know them is because i spent hours in a library.) even the great jk rowling and her boy wizard wont be as enticing to them as they are and always will be to us.

by the time i finish school, in 2013, these kids wont even be out of elementary school. THATS SO WEIRD. i could probably be teaching some of them by then. and their younger siblings. in a few years, there wont be any kids in the district who werent born before 2000. weird. its just weird. here i am a freshman in college and a new pittsford class starts their first year of school. the world continues to turn, and all is well.

but still. its just mind boggling.

Aug. 31st, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

(no subject)

sooo yet another update on life at geneseo. i pretty much love it here. and i love having a power squid, because it gets alternately hot/cold in my room at all hours, and i have about a bajillion things that i need plugged in at once. (like my fan, my printer, albus....PHONE.....) today i was gonna be super productive and go up the mountain to the library (oh didnt i tell you? i swear geneseo was built on a mountain, because its a super-insane trek to classes every morning.) and do some work, but did i? you know me, i slept in until about 11 this morning after going out last night until about 2, and when i got up i decided i didnt want to go to the library, so i sat in bed with a book and read, and then my mom called, and i got superhomesick, so i printed off pictures and finally finished decorating my room. (for now.)

eventually, i will put the pictures of my room online. im quite satisfied with how it looks now. i have a bunch of pictures up around my side of the room and i know ill have more when i decide to mix things up a bit and go all out with facebook. this will be probably whenever there is a FIVES reunion.

hmmm im debating if i should go out again or do my laundry. i really need to do my laundry, but i wanna go out. but im out of towels, so i should probably do laundry. but it's rush weekend. and i have nothing to wear.

alright, guess im gonna go do laundry. lovely. ill let you know how it goes, and how much stuff i end up shrinking or ruining in another way. there's a reason my mother didnt let me start doing my own laundry until senior year.

Aug. 30th, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

intro to dance 100 according to isaac....

sooo in my intro to dance class there's this guy named isaac. we arent sure what year he is, but on tuesday he said that he took a philosophy course a few semesters ago, so we all think he's a senior who never completed his fine arts requirement and has to do it now so he can graduate. naturally, since the class is all freshman practically isaac has taken matters into his own hands to make the class more worth while. seriously, its kinda amazing.

professor: art is an objective symoblic means of communication of human feeling.
isaac: professor, what is the definition of feeling?
the rest of us: wtf?

professor: yes isaac?
isaac: well, i was wondering what you think about tupac?
professor: ive never heard of him. is he famous? (ummm)

professor: yes isaac?
isaac: what are your views on michael jackson?
professor: .........

professor: now class, artificial means something is produced by human art instead of nature.
isaac: so, would you consider breast implants to be art then, since they're artificial and not from nature?
50+girls in the class: omfg
professor: isaac, thats not really what i was going for.....



im just thinking that if theory class is like this, just wait until tuesday when we have to actually dance. i might die from laughing. i think this will be a recurring post....

Aug. 23rd, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

ron's face describes my current mood.

i kinda feel like im going to throw up.

the van is literally filled to capacity with barely enough room for me and my parents for tomorrow. danny and mary cant come (and mary is quite upset, let me tell you) simply because we have no room. and maxie is coming and im totally missing it. which is not cool, man. but yeah. i have a lot of stuff.

today i ran around the house like a madwoman, frantically throwing things into giant ziplock bags and running out for random errands, like getting a fan. i cant find my pink washcloth; i should have six bathtowels, six face towels, and three washcloths, but i only have two washcloths and it bothers me that everything isn't equal. hopefully mom found it and packed it, or it will show up at home sometime. i hope so, i hate being uneven.

today i finally bought some prints for my dorm, so i have decorations. i have a poster with ducks on it in multicolor, and a picture of london that ashley and arti have seen with big ben and a telephone booth. and a harry potter calendar. im a nerd, i know. im bringing harry potter and the philosopher's stone with me so i can read it if i get lonely at school. its a paperback, not hardcover, so it doesnt take up much room.

we went to geneseo yesterday to get my books for school. they were doing roadwork the second we got off the exit ramp. and new york state decides to do roadwork the week 5,000 college kids plus families will be trying to squeeze into a small town? brilliant state we all live in.

i was very surprised today when i was driving out to pittsford plaza when i realized that it was probably the last time i would be able to say 'mom im taking the car, bye.' i cant do that starting tomorrow. im basically stuck in geneseo unless my parents come to get me. its like im living on my own, but i cant go anywhere. i like to tell myself that im not really moving out into this unknown territory, but like im going off to my own place, where my parents wont be breathing down my neck every twenty seconds. that will be nice. but dealing with a roomie? i havent shared a room since i was about twelve, when i kicked mary out because she was a pain. this will take some getting used to.

myrtle beach was amazing. i know i havent talked about it or written in this in a while. life kinda caught up with me this week i think.

hmmm. here's hoping i have fun at college.

my address, for those that haven't paid attention to me yet:

sarah bailey
box 0316
10 macvittie circle
geneseo, ny 14454

Aug. 11th, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

(no subject)

today was my last day at the library. in celebration of this, arti and i did pretty much nothing the whole time, shelving carts together, talking about school and fives. we also got food, which was very strange. they never feed us there. i felt a little awkward when gunjan and linda were going on about how they appreciate me sticking it out for 3 years. i mean, obviously i liked it (or liked getting paid) or i wouldn't have stuck around. it will be nice next year not having to worry about scheduling life around work; i have no work now. for the first time in 3 years, i wont have something to do after school. i havent had a year without working since freshman year, and i have no idea what its like to come home every day and do nothing. all day. hmmm. this could take some getting used to....

i saw high school musical tonight too. it was actually really good; im very impressed with those kids. granted, im kinda obsessed with the movie and cd (which mary will tell you i like only because it's popular--she's half right. the other half is because its kinda catchy.) mary did really well too.....but i think she was wearing one of my shirts....girlfriend needs to stop raiding my closet.

also, i leave two weeks from today. july seemed to drag on and on forever and here it is august and it's flying by.

Aug. 9th, 2007

slur_a_plea pam

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so i havent written in a while. its not normal for me to go a week without posting SOMETHING on this lj, but lo and behold, a week went by and i just chose not to update. its not that this hasnt been an interesting week, dont get me wrong. i spent two days on a boat with FIVE and went to bed at 5am and had hilarious conversations that will remain with me forever. and linds and i went tubing and it was like 19mph and we were gonna fall off the tube we were flying so fast, but it was incredible and better than a rollercoaster, even though i think i swallowed half of lake cayuga.

and i got my roommate finally!! she seems like she's pretty cool, and we have some stuff in common. my one concern is that she might think im a nerd (which, i will admit, i am) because i like to read on weekends and dont go out and party. there aren't pictures of her on fb doing just that, but you never know. it's weird to think ill be moving in in a little over two weeks. where did summer go?

i go to the beach next week. myrtle beach is one of the highlights of my summer, every summer, because i've gone there pretty much every year since i was five, with a few exceptions. i have my own chair with an umbrella and i go out around 9am and sit and read and listen to music and sleep all morning long, and then i run back out around 1 and stay until 3. and it's glorious. the ocean is so pretty and calming and LOUD sometimes, and i feel at home there. i love when we first get to myrtle, around 11am, and we open the car doors and even though we're about half a mile from the actual beach at a friendly's to grab lunch, i can still smell the ocean and the sand and the suntan lotion thats mixed in. i love palm trees, and i love mini golf, and i love eating shrimp and she crab soup and as many hush puppies as possible. (basically hush puppies are the most amazing thing in the history of the world--it's deep fried fat. amazing i know.) aaaah i cant wait!!! the fun part is driving down, and leaving the house at like 4 am and driving and eating breakfast at the same mcdonalds in pennsylvania and driving through to virginia and having lunch just on the border of that and maryland, and driving to rocky mount north carolina and stopping for dinner and a night of sleeping before having another 3 hours the next day. it's interesting how the landscape changes as you go further south. pennsylvania is full of mountains, as is virginia, but then north carolina is FLAT. and south carolina is hot and dry and tanned until you get to the city of myrtle and suddenly there are flowery trees and neon lights every where. my favorite part is stopping in the state welcome centers and getting a million brochures even though we never go to any of the places on them, we just collect them. the only bummer about this trip is that we're staying at a hotel ive never been to before, as it's brand new and we thought, 'why not try it out?' word on the street is it has free internet, so albus is coming along for the ride!!! (not to the beach tho; he's as white as i am and would get very sunburned.)

i havent packed yet. i should probably get on that soon. like thursday. i prolly wont though. ill wait until friday night after work or something. i had my last wednesday shift today. the elevator wasn't working, so i couldn't hide out upstairs so i did a bunch of carts downstairs which was BORING. it better be fixed for me and arti for friday. i hope linda doesnt make a big deal out of my leaving. that'd be awkward. its not like im torn up about leaving or anything. haha im such a bad dedicated employee.

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