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Apparently Something Extreme Has to Happen For Me to Post [Mar. 30th, 2009|11:38 am]
This weekend was weird and it's making me want to puke, so I think I should get it all out here.

Let me quickly sum up the past two years of my life here: Marty. Since the beginning of junior year, we've been best friends and have spent almost every night together. Neither of us drink (well, I do a little, on very special occasions, but I certainly don't get drunk anymore) and neither of us like to go out, so we hang out every night in one of our rooms until disgusting hours of the morning talking, watching DVD's and sometimes going to diners. This has been, and continues to be, loads of fun, and I am very happy with it. There's your back story; in short, I don't really live.

Saturday was Absolut's invitational concert and one of the groups that was performing arrived early, so we hung out with them. I started talking to one of the guys and we totally hit off and kept talking for the rest of the day. After the show, (which was incredible, by the way, and I am so proud of everyone) I mentioned to a few of the guys, including him, that I would not be going to the after party (Marty and I had plans) and he got really sad, so I said maybe which he told me better turn to a yes. Alright, so at this point I obviously decide to go. I walk back to Lefevre and apologize to Marty, (who's on duty and can't leave) but explain why and of course he understands. I get ready, and on my way out to meet the Bouton people, I run into some members of the other group who are staying in Lefevre. I ask if any of them are ready and want to head over with me, and only he volunteers (the rest wanted to change.) So we walk over together and we really are hitting it off. He's totally awkwardorable which is my favorite quality in a guy. He tells me about how he never gets girls because he's so shy and awkward. We meet everyone at Bouton and head over the Orphanage.The party is great, most of my favorite people are there and it's not too crowded at all. I'm flitting about, but I always come back to guy, and certainly being a little touchy-flirty.. Neither of us are drinking, which is totally awesome (well, I had two beers way early on to calm my party anxieties - I don't like loud, crowded rooms.) Finally, the Lefevre bunch decides to leave, we go outside and when no one is looking, I kiss him. He's so shocked that he asks me if I'm sure I'm not drunk. We kiss a bit more and walk back holding hands. When we get there, I invite him to come to my room for a while. He does, and we continue to make out. What was odd/scary about it was that it wasn't at all "random hook up" making out. It was actually, "I kind of like you" making out. Eventually the girl who was housing him texts me and asks if I'm keeping him for the night. I say no, and send him back, despite his plea of, "I kind of don't want to leave." Like I said, the "I kind of like you" part freaked me out so I did not want him sleeping there (or, as Marty would say, I build walls so i don't have to let anyone in.) I bring him to his room and come back to a bunch of IMs from Marty (who had been texting me all night asking for updates) asking if I was back yet and what happened. I go down to his room and we talk about everything, which is more Marty yelling at me for not letting the guy spend the night/ telling me how proud he is of me for actually doing something. Somewhere along the way, the guy (who had slyly gotten my number at the party by playing with me phone) saying, and I quote, "That was fun. :-)" We text back and forth for a bit and eventually I invite him back to my room again. I leave Marty and meet the guy. We actually talk for about an hour and find we have many common interests. He quotes almost every movie/pop culture reference that I love and is overall, a big nerd, and I love it. We eventually start making out again which is, to quote "Falsettos," "hot, but also completely innocent," which is my favorite thing in the world. He said he would have to leave at 7AM, so when it gets there, I remind him. He insists he can stay a bit longer, they're not leaving until 8, but at 7:30, he leaves. I go back to bed, still in disbeleif that the past few hours had actually occurred.

Later that day, I look up all of the group members on Facebook and add them, as is typical after an invitational. He's one of the first to add me back, so I go to his page and what do I find? He has a girlfriend. Now, were I to have typed that with all the rage and emotion I felt upon learning that fact, it would be in all caps, bold and the biggest font I could find, but I didn't you to see it before you read the rest - you needed to be shocked, too. This makes me want to throw up. I mean, I know I had ABSOLUTELY no idea, so it's not my fault, but I still feel dirty. I also feel shitty because this guy played me, putting on the whole, innocent, "girls never really like me" act. What the eff? Not to mention, we clearly hit it off and he clearly seemed to like me, everyone there picked up on it. I want the know what the eff is going . Some people think I should leave a "Thanks for the other night, ;-)" message on his wall, in hopes the girlfriend will see it but the fact is, I don't know this girl, she's done nothing, I wouldn't want to hurt her like that. He should be the one to tell her, if he even has to decency to do so. Some people think I should message him and say, "Hey, um, so....I didn't know you had a girlfriend...." and see how he reacts. I don't know what I should do. I think I'm going to wait a day or two and see if he contacts me and go from there. I mean, let's be honest here, if I never want to see the guy again, I never will. I can't really decide if it's even worth it because, like I said, I may never see him, but at same time, (as my friends are all saying) we really did hit it off, and who knows where this could lead? Maybe he and his girlfriend are on the way out and he really truly did like me. Should I really scorn that for something as lame as logical sense?

What do you think?

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a moment that deserves posting [Nov. 5th, 2008|12:21 pm]
well, i haven't posted in a long time, but i feel like this is all too big for me not to write something i can look back on....

last night was incredible. i have never been happier to be on this campus. i'm a little sad that i was stuck in acappella rehearsal when they announced it, though, i would have liked to have seen it myself. but we had 5 minutes left when mike texted eric with the news. immediately we were all on our phones, frantically calling around to verify. there were screams outside of college hall and all over campus. we finished our rehearsal and ran outside. there was a massive celebration going on in front of the SUB. people were drinking, smoking, screaming, cheering and carrying around some guy in an obama mask. it was glorious. everyone was hugging and jumping and crying- i've never felt more alive or, cliche as it may be, pround to be an american. because i did this. we did this. we voted yesterday and made this happen. here's to the next four years!


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i just needed to post this ridiculousness [Apr. 12th, 2008|12:35 pm]
So after the show last night, I met Marty's family for the first time. Well, sort of. I mean, I've seen his mom before, and said a few words, but we've never been formally introduced until last night. I certainly had never met the legend that is his younger brother and I will say, the kid completely fulfilled all expectations, and then some. Anyway, skip ahead to my leaving to go night host and all of the sudden, I hear Marty calling my name from the car. Apparently, the following conversation had just occurred:

Marty's Mom: Is she walking back all by herself?
Marty: She can handle it, she's a big girl.
Marty's Brother: WITH TINY HANDS!!!!!!!!!!

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(no subject) [Mar. 6th, 2008|04:02 am]
 i don't know why, but tonight for some reason, i had an overwhelming urge to watch the revue from my senior year. particularly "all the wasted time." so maybe it's not all that random since i was watching random "parade" clips on youtube. 

now i'm watching absolut acappella. www.youtube.com/user/absoluteacappella. we're kind of a big deal. seriously, though, i am so proud of how far we've come. we kick. tons of it.

i'm tired but not ready to sleep yet. that's a lie, i am so ready to sleep but i feel determined to write this. 

this semester is weird. weird things are happening. life is changing, i'm changing. i'm becoming freakishly logical as opposed to emotional. i feel a bit like a robot, but it gets me through the day. 

i don't know where i'm going to live next year. i wish young won wasn't going to back to korea, i would live with her forever. it's so wonderful to have a roommate who actually smiles. i mean, there is something i am hoping for, but i won't know for a while. jen and azad are going to be roommates. azad was going to move in with jen over here, but now they're talking about jen movng in with azad over in lefevre. they want me to come with them. right. because that worked out so well the last time. besides, that would make marty my RA and well, it would just be too weird. i love scudder, but if jen's not here and sarah graduating, i don't know why i'd stay. megan wants me to move in with her. i love megan to death and would love to be her roommate, but she wants to live in bouton and i'm not doing that. plus, i'm certainly not putting myself in a situation where i will constantly be sexiled by matt strebel. i guess i'll just have to wait and see. 

i think that's all i have to say right now that i feel comfortable putting on livejournal.
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(no subject) [Feb. 18th, 2008|01:10 am]
 1. Pick 15 of your favourite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Fill in the film title once it's guessed.
5. NO GOOGLING / using IMDb search functions.

1) "I brought you flours."
2) "Who designed these costumes? It looks like Edith Head puked and that puke designed these costumes."
3) "I'm madly in love with you and it's not because of your brains or your personality."  Little Miss Sunshine
4) "'You look tired.' means 'You look old.' and 'You look rested.' means 'You've had colagen.'"
5) "OK, why does she even have that lever?"  The Emperor's New Groove
6) "You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you."  The Princess Bride
7) "I went to sleepaway camp so long ago that it was the Stone Age! No, but seriously, it wasn't the Stone Age...it was the Ice Age! No, really it was the Stone Age."  Wet Hot American Summer
8) "He's got a huge talent!"  Moulin Rouge
9) "If Benjamin were an ice cream flavor, he'd be pralines and dick."
10) "For me, it's like I've just given birth to my own baby girl, except she's like a big giant girl who smokes and says 'shit' a lot. You know?"
11) "I killed you ten minutes ago."
12) "Oh good, my dog found the chainsaw!"
13)  "A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others."
14) "See that man over there? He the Devil! Never take your eye off the man"  Chasing Amy
15) "What's with today today?"  Empire Records

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(no subject) [Feb. 1st, 2008|07:24 pm]
 the health center didn't have room or time for me today. my tuition dollars at work. 

they referred me to a walk in clinic. after asking me the same 5 questions over and over, the doctor concluded  that i have "flu-like symptoms" ....or the flu....or not....or maybe....

long story short, i'm sick on one of the busiest weekends of the semester. lame.

the good news is that ruthie lindner is a benevolent goddess.
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this survey should have been done a month ago [Jan. 26th, 2008|12:07 am]
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no sleep in heaven or bethlehem [Jan. 25th, 2008|02:47 am]
see that title? you know what that means. i'm on a spring awakening kick. oh, and i'm wide awake.

i need to see it again. it's official. john gallagher jr. may be gone, but skylar astin and his crazy hair  and glasses is still there. mommy says he looks like a beetle. i think his voice is sex. no, the "y" is not missing from that word. i mean his voice when he sings at the end of "touch me" is what i imagine sex will be like.

it's been a few weeks, so let me tell you where life is.

it seems i survived florida, but not without a few days of recovery from the spirit crippling week i spent there. sadly i did not get to visit marty, our lives became too busy. i did, however, see "the little mermaid" and "spamalot" (on clay aiken's opening night, no less)

i got a wii. and i got ddr for it. glorious. i have no money. so worth it.

i now have a roommate. while i do miss the whole "swinging bachelorette" scene (you know, watching tv until i damn well felt like it, lights on till 3, sure that no one would walk in while i was changing, marty knocking on my door at 2AM to hang out until 5AM....good stuff) i do very much enjoy my roommate. she is an international student from south korea and possibly the sweetest person i've ever met. her english isn't the best, but it will get better, she is very determined to learn it. she wants to have as many "american experiences" as possible, so we're going to go to the city sometime soon. clearly i will take her to see her first broadway show. my mom thinks it's amazing. she wants me to bring her home so we can take her to the giant asian supermarket in hempstead and then to get some dim sum in flushing. we'll see if that happens.

the song "the dark i know well" makes me so uncomfortable. i tend to skip it because it's a great song, and it's catchy, so i find myself singing it randomly but, let's be honest, a song about being raped by your father isn't always the most appropriate. now i'm on "the mirror-blue night." not gonna lie, this soundtrack has some of the hottest songs i've ever heard.

i want it to be summer already. now that it's official that i will be unit leader again, i can't wait to go back to camp. i've already started brainstorming some ideas for unit nights, now that i know what to expect it will be so much easier. i'm really pumped. everyone's coming back, it's insane. well, not that many americans but so many internationals, it's insane. that NEVER happens. 

beej is coming back. i'm not yet sure how i feel about that. talk about a friendship that went from awesome to awkward in three seconds flat. i thought i made it pretty clear that i wasn't interested and things were fine. then we go home and he starts bringing up strange things like our future and our children. what they're names would be, how we'll raise them, i wish i was a better person and could let it go. he asked me to forget that conversation, but i just can't. it weirded me out far too much. i'm afraid that he's going to come back this summer and expect us to be best friends like normal and to joke like normal, but i just don't think it can be. he e-mails me like crazy, but we barely talk anymore. it's just too weird.

acappella and miami start soon. i'm excited. i'm also dreading it. oh well. 

alright, sleep. goodnight.
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if i don't see a manatee soon, i'm gonna freak [Jan. 3rd, 2008|10:45 pm]

so i'm in florida. like i am every year around this time. it's lame. i love my family, but this is getting lame. i miss new york.

craig shayowitz and i are discussing how jewlicious we both are. it's fantastic.

craig: you have older family in florida. how non-sterotypical of you. now, if you don't mind, i'm gonna go become an accountant and live on long island.

bless his jewish heart. 

we're going to miami tomorrow. don't worry, i'll be sure to carry a sniper rifle, you know, just in case..... i hope someone sees that and gets it. i hope it's not someone i wouldn't want to.

i'm supposed to visit marty sometime after i get back. i hope that doesn't fall through. 

i need to go back to school. vacation was fun for a while, but now i feel like my life has come to a halt. it's probably just because i'm down here and feel like i have no control over my own life. perhaps i just need to go home. oh well.

this has been a pointless entry, but i needed to kill time. and write. something. bye.

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stolen from justin [Jan. 1st, 2008|02:28 pm]
 Do this:

1. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first article title on the page is the name of your band.

2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.

3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4.Use your graphics program of choice to throw them together, and post the result as a comment in this post. Also, pass it along in your own journal because it's more amusing that way.


now you go.
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