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Just becuse we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart [Nov. 20th, 2007|01:22 pm]
 You're a part time lover and a full time friend
The monkey on you're back is the latest trend
I don't see what anyone can see,
in anyone else,
but you

I kiss you on the brain in the shadow of a train
I kiss you all starry eyed,
my body's swinging from side to side
I don't see what anyone can see,
in anyone else,
but you

Here is the church and here is the steeple
We sure are cute for two ugly people
I don't see what anyone can see,
in anyone else,
but you

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see,
in anyone else,
but you

I will find my nitch in your car
With my mp3 DVD rumple-packed guitar
I don't see what anyone can see,
in anyone else,
but you

Up up down down left right left right B A start
Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart
I don't see what anyone can see,
in anyone else,
but you

You are always trying to keep it real
I'm in love with how you feel
I don't see what anyone can see, 
in anyone else,
but you
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He...he died. In a bizarre gardening accident. The authorities said best leave it unsolved. [Nov. 14th, 2007|11:31 pm]
[Current Mood | astounded and thrilled]
[Current Music |gimme some money]

i just wanted to say this: I was astounded and thrilled to learn that Ed Begley, Jr. played John "Stumpy" Pepys in This is Spinal Tap. He was 'The Peeper"!! I adore Ed Begley Jr, in addition to my current crush on Michael McKean from the Spinal Tap days (no earlier- Laverne and Shirley blah, and no later - b/c he got old and that's skeevy) 

Anyway, my ridiculously trivial news about Ed Begley, Jr was yet another technique that i have refined to avoid doing my five page research paper that is due in the morning, and which i have only barely started. The worst part is, i've known about the paper for over a month, and i got an extension on it. Just so sad and pathetic.
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Nothing like a plague to wipe out half a continent [Nov. 7th, 2007|05:41 pm]
 some people have money and fame, i have pneumonia and a penchant for procrastinating.
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Doing to what everyone else is doing [Oct. 29th, 2007|05:11 pm]
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He said he's in love with you. That was what he said. I don't know how we're supposed to take it. [Oct. 20th, 2007|12:54 pm]
[Current Mood | mellow]
[Current Music |nico]

I've been out walking
I don't do too much talking
These days, these days.
These days I seem to think a lot
About the things that I forgot to do
And all the times I had the chance to
.

I've stopped my rambling,
I don't do too much gambling
These days, these days.
These days I seem to think about
How all the changes came about my ways
And I wonder if I'll see another highway.

I had a lover,
I don't think I'll risk another
These days, these days.
And if I seem to be afraid
To live the life that I have made in song
It's just that I've been losing so long
.

I've stopped my dreaming,
I won't do too much scheming
These days, these days.
These days I sit on corner stones
And count the time in quarter tones to ten.
Please don't confront me with my failures,
I had not forgotten them

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"I can remember when the air was clean and sex was dirty" [Sep. 29th, 2007|04:49 pm]
[Current Mood | bouncy]
[Current Music |david bowie]

The Bennington "Dress to Get Laid" party is tonight at Kilpatrick House. 

There are three words I will say about how I am going: negligee, stilettoes, whip. 
I will leave the rest to your imagination...

At any rate, it should prove to be a most interesting night. Oh, and apparently, my outfit is considered demure to the point of being prudish.
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Cartharsis just ain't what it used to be [Sep. 23rd, 2007|02:17 pm]
[Current Mood | sick]

ugh .. what the fuck? they really mean it when they said that when one part of your life is going well, another falls spectacularly to pieces. 
hmm. well, fuck me.
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A doctor can bury his mistakes, but an architect can only advise his client to plant vines [Sep. 13th, 2007|12:56 am]
[Current Mood | rejuvenated]
[Current Music |raucous laughter]

so many things take me by surprise. tonight was the best night i've had here, and that is saying a lot because it has been amazing. i think i fit in, and i think i am in love. and with so many things, the school, my life here, a new boy who is so different from anyone i've ever liked, or even met, before. i'm in love with the feelings i have just being here, and i am in love with the sadness i feel at not being home with my family and my friends. that bittersweet taste is delicious. i'm in love with courage, which i have never had before, but feel myself developing now, things that were scary before are less so now, and i feel prepared to do and say what i need to in order to have what i want. if i don't live today, there may not be a tomorrow, and i don't want to take that chance. i've made so many mistakes because i was too afraid to do something or tried to wait, and now i've finally learned from the past. 

i watched the stars tonight, i watched the stars and listened to the conversation. there were so many shooting stars, but i didn't make a wish. for once, what i wanted was right there, and i wanted it far differently than i've ever wanted it before. it doesn't have to be filled with grandeur and it doesn't have to be big and loud for it to be heart-stopping. only when i got back to my room with cold wet feet and chilled shivers did i realize how warm i was the whole time, in the windy, cold vermont hills.  
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Now I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on, going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it. [Aug. 22nd, 2007|04:44 pm]
[Current Mood | listless]
[Current Music |queen]

i think i am done with this place.

i also think i may be too independant. but i just don't care.

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Do what you love. Fuck everything else. [Jul. 21st, 2007|11:05 pm]

little miss sunshine is the best movie in the entire world. i love it so much, i only hope that i have that brilliance in me to be able to write something that good, or even mildly comparable. writing something 1/4th as amazing would leave me thrilled beyond belief. 

i'm going to england tomorrow! what i have been talking about for the past year is happening! i'm all packed (except my underwear, which are in the laundry, but will be out by tomorrow morning), my passport is all set, i have the itinerary ready, my carry-on is almost full (just waiting for my mother to fork over the 7th harry potter. i anticipate reading it before the flight is over. c'mon, it is a 7 hour flight, i can do it), and i have my traveling outfit prepared. my lucky underwear are ready to be put to use. it should be great. 

so, see you all in a little over a week. ari vederci! 
-carol

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things i've learned from the daily show [Jun. 30th, 2007|12:39 am]
[Current Mood | cheerful]
[Current Music |simon and garfunkel]

1) al gore is the most wonderful person on the planet 
2) jon stewart really knows his shit 
3) steve carell was funnier when he was not michael scott 
4) i miss the old stephen before he got his own show 
5) that gravel guy running for president is fucking crazy
6) john oliver. need i say more? 
7) john mccain is a son of a bitch and a fucker 
8) michael moore may be fat, but he is ok 
9) credit cards are awesome. "a free teeshirt just for all of my personal information? awesome" 
10) middle eastern screams are nothing more than birth pangs (just ask condi)
11) immigrants are cool
12) george washington was the quintessential american douche
13) it is common in russia to die of a vague grief apropos of nothing 
14) rudy guiliani is worse than bush  
15) truth may be the first casualty of war, but facial features are also up there 
16) my confidence in barack obama has been shaken  
17) ping pong and table tennis are NOT the same thing
18) a last one about dick cheney: he has man-sized safes in his office. wtf?!?
19) i found most of my heroes at the daily show
20) shits and riggles are fun
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see: "i'm thinking demetri martin is my hero" [Jun. 27th, 2007|11:43 pm]
[Current Mood | happy]
[Current Music |demetri martin playing guitar]

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there are things on my mind [Jun. 26th, 2007|11:25 pm]
[Current Mood | apathetic]
[Current Music |none]

i'm thinking that i need to try harder 
i'm thinking that the time is over 
i'm thinking that iced tea would taste good 
i'm thinking that i can be prettier 
i'm thinking that demitri martin is my hero 
i'm thinking that i need something bigger 
i'm thinking that london is calling 
i'm thinking of one face, long forgotten
i'm thinking that i need to scream 
i'm thinking that superfluous noise is irritating
i'm thinking that i type fast 
i'm thinking that i need rain 
i'm thinking that i love matching luggage
i'm thinking that there is nothing on tv 
i'm thinking that i should go to sleep
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Nothing is less profound than wanting and trying really hard to be profound [Jun. 22nd, 2007|03:53 pm]
[Current Mood | thirsty]
[Current Music |rock lobster- the B-52s, of course]

i'm feeling profound. i love feeling this way, but sadly, it is fleeting. when i realize that i feel profound, it leads to me trying very hard to say or think of something profound, but i always fail. nothing i say is clear or profound in any way. ah well, i suppose ambiguity is the very nature of profundity. Hey, was that profound? 

in other news, i graduate high school this evening. the likely most boring and pointless phase of my life (with the possible exception of my eldery phase in which i sit on the toilet for hours at a time cause the darn crap just won't come out and I keep all my money in the crown moulding of my appartment) is over, and i finally can say, hey world, i do in fact have a life that might possibly be worth living! 

there is really nothing else to report. i have been watching heroes on nbc.com for a while. i wrote a sixteen page stream of consiousness at work the other night. it was pretty interesting looking back at what i wrote. i think i might be on a subconsious lsd trip all the time. worse than the screenwriters of POTC 3. whoo. god, i am so bored. i need to find better things to do with my days. watching scrubs episodes online and videos of john oliver and rob riggle on comedy central is all well and good, but for five hours straight? come on now! that is just sad. in a really pathetic way. no wonder i am still more pale than nicole kidman mid-winter. 

that is all i have to say for now. talk to you later. DON"T JUDGE ME BECAUSE I HAVE NO LIFE!! if anything, please take pity. 
-carol
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And all my words were bound to fail. I know you won't fail, see I can tell. [Jun. 15th, 2007|09:28 pm]
[Current Mood | peaceful]
[Current Music |Colin Hay- I just don't think I'll ever get over you]

listening to music really makes me feel. i know everyone says that, but i feel it so dramatically sometimes. 

i want to have a new passion in my life, whether it be romantic passion or a passion for my work. even a passion for summer itself. i want it to permeate everything around me, and especially the thick wall of random and meaningless shit that surrounds my everyday life. a passion that can overthrow all else, something so grand that i can not hide it if i try to. If it is a romantic passion, i want it to do what all love does, i want it to make me forget how mundane everything is, and to make me believe that the world is perfect, if only so to accompany the loveliness that i feel. if i must quote shakespeare in love then i must, i want it to be love that overthrows life. i want nothing to seem the same afterward. if it is a passion for something else, i want it to be as strong, as ungovernable. that passion should be my spark of life, and i should act as such. i want everything i've ever seen or heard. everything that has as of yet been denied to me (and i realize that some of that is definiftely my own fault) everything that i have ever wanted should be in my grasp. i feel it so close, so ready to be taken and used as best that it can. everything seems so right, so perfect, and i want so badly to do everything that i need, all at once. i am going to do everything i have ever wanted to, and that passion for everything i do is already living in me. i love it. 

also, i got a haircut. and The Sure Thing came in at the library. it has been a busy day, and it should be a busy weekend as well. bleh, what happened to down-time? 

also, i plan on going upstairs to clean my bedroom, i will be able to see the floor again. so, i hope you all the best. i should be done cleaning my room in about three more days. no one said it was an easy job.

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"I hunted a deer once, shot it in the leg. Had to kill it with a shovel. Took about an hour, why?" [Jun. 6th, 2007|08:54 pm]
[Current Mood | energetic]
[Current Music |the clash]

let me tell ya something. Sleeping in New Jersey is gonna happen. And John Cusack will be involved. The man, the mystery, the enigma. Keanu Reeves would be so jealous. 

i'm not crazy. no one knows what i am talking about except me. I think i might write a letter to alan arkin, thanking him for donating money to his alma mater so i can get my education there. john cusack deserves a letter as well. it would, of course, not be creepy, and would be self-depreciating in nature. in a good way. i think you know what i'm trying to say. ok, probably not. 

two days left, and guess fucking what?!?!?!?! 

I fit in my prom dress again!! the all fruit and cheese diet works!! don't let anyone tell you otherwise. 

plans for summer and/or very soon: 
1) rent Being John Malkovich 
2) finish reading The motorcycle diaries 
3) write Sleeping in New Jersey 
4) just finish the Matrix trilogy so i can be done with it
5) graduate 
6) never have to see LHS again if i don't want to. i might even avoid driving down central avenue so i can not taint my eyes with the sight of it 
7) get my hair cut 
8) continue the all fruit and cheese diet 
9) floss
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Half the time we're gone but we don't know where, and we don't know here [May. 31st, 2007|04:28 pm]
[Current Mood | content]
[Current Music |we didn't start the fire]

School is alomost over for summer (um, not to mention forever?) and I feel strange. not sad or melancholy, i feel completely ambivalent to the whole process of leaving high school. never seeing the crowded halls, or the choir room, or some of my classes again doesn't leave me feeling empty and nostalgic. sure i'll miss people, but i am going to keep in touch with people that i want to, and i'll forget about those that i no longer wish to know, yeah, that probably sounds supremely bitchy, but it wasn;t meant to be. i just mean that i will still talk to my friends and i'll im people from lancaster when i'm at college to see how they are and what is new. it doesn't seem like as much of a big deal as i'm sure it is to some people. i guess it is just because high school never mattered to me. i was finished with it almost before i began. i'll be pretentious and say that I've transcended high school at the very latest when i was a junior. none of it is important. i can't even imagine all those old people who say that high school was the best time of their lives. if high school were truly the best time i'd ever have, my life has a bleak outlook. 

the all choral concert is tomorrow night and i am going to be one of the four seniors who doesn't cry or at least have eyes shining with tears. i can't even begin to express how much choir does not mean to me. i do not love it and i have never found refuge or solace in the choral department. or even in the music program at all. the only refuge i can say i've ever found there is refuge from the heat in the air conditioned music suite. 

orchestra sucks, and i have such a bad taste in my mouth from this year that i don't know what to write for my senior memeories or thank-yous. I can hardly write "Thanks to Mrs. tokasz for always being there" or "Mrs. tokasz was an inspiration for me" Well, maybe an inspiration not to have approximately 8,232,454 children. or to know what i'm doing. that is really mean, but the long and the short of it is that she is not the conductor she could be. and katelyn's mom's letter was the beginning of the end for her. i'm sorry, she is a nice lady, but she can't be allowed to continue in the way she has done this year. 

so, i  am writing a little again for a story that i have sporadically written since fall, and i doubt that it will ever be finished since it is pretty epic, but i am enjoying myself. also, i am currently reading "The Motorcycle Diaries" which is unusual but interesting so far. 

so goodbye for now all, and i hope that you have a lovely day. tomorrow is going to be the first of a series of 3 days in which i take pictures after school or during free time. i want to get artsy pictures of the halls and whatnot. like a picture of a book laying open, upside down in an empty hallway. or a ripped down sign in the hall. you know, the typical disaffected school/teen photos. maybe i'll take some picture of people too, if i get around to it after all of my disaffected picture taking.

-carol
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When people think of Drew, they think of baked goods [Apr. 30th, 2007|09:42 pm]
[Current Mood | silly]
[Current Music |i lost all my CDs!!!]

there's a place in france where the naked ladies dance. 
there's a hole in the wall where the men can see it all
but the ladies don't care cuz they're wearing underwear. 

mmm...classy. i had that stuck in my head

life is boring and omnipresent. and i can't stand it anymore! so, to release my frustration, and i going to sew a pillow from music-note cloth from the orchestra birthday board, stuffed with cut-up scraps of old and useless clothing. if anyone wants me to try and make them something, and i warn you, i am not good at sewing, i will do so. preferably something really small. handsewing , for whatever strange reason, makes me feel good. i relax and sew and it takes for ever, but it gives me something to focus on and something to do, besides sit and watch tv, or eat. i love to hand sew!! i made a really trampy skirt once when i was watching america's next top model. it was a really whorish skirt. too short, you could see my ass crack, and not from the top either. 

i made a rhyme regarding the poem we read in english today. it was about a woman whose house burnt down, and who thanked god profusely for it: 

i bless thee for the house i lack,
it lays forever, charred and black 

that was really bad, but i don't care. i have nothing better to do with my life, so i rhyme. 

oh, i got the letter from bennington saying that they got my deposit and my place there is reserved. it all feels so iminent. i love it!! i have a future! yay for the future. i am so tired tha ti don't know what i'm saying. so, stay classy ladies and gentlemen who may or may not be reading this. stay classy...

-carol (lost her mind a few miles back)
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In every actor there lives a tiger, a pig, an ass, and a nightingale [Apr. 29th, 2007|03:10 pm]
[Current Mood | cheerful]
[Current Music |hooray for hollywood (stuck in my head)]

i have to work a lot this week. it makes me sad, because  a peice of me crumples and dies everytime i step into tops. 

i don't have much to say. i have a concert tonight that i don't want to go to. i left "For Your Consideration" at amanda's last night. that was fun. i advise everyone who had any sort of intelligence or humour to watch that. anything directed by christopher guest is worth seeing.   

question: if you took an entire bottle of sleeping pills to commit suicide, would taking two advil aleviate the excrutiating stomach pain you would have after ingesting 40x the acceptable limit of sleeping pills? would you die comfortably? 
answer: no 

question: why do fools fall in love? 
answer: no
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I'll just figure everything is cool until I hear it from you [Apr. 10th, 2007|03:50 pm]
[Current Mood | bored]
[Current Music |the shins]

school is sort of out, until thursday at any rate. i'm at home not really doing anything except some spring cleaning. and a little writing. and more reading of my appalling writing that i found under my bed from last year and earlier. it was pretty bad. my prose is pretty shitty. i'm trying to make it a little better, but i don't want to write good prose as a career. i want to do something more visual, and i hate to say it, but with gratifaction that is more immediate, at least in the final visualization of those ideas. heaven knows getting to the point where i may (or may not) become successful will probably be hell. but, i can picture it. and i must admit, i enjoy what i imagine. 
 
i'm really bored. not just at this moment, but with everything. work is boring and school is boring, and even being at home is boring. and no matter what i think of, nothing makes anything less dull. no one stimulates me anymore, and nothing can garner my interest, at least nothing that has anything remotely to do with my life here. when i think about the future, that stimulates my imagination and my curiosity. things that i see that are different and new are heaven for me. it is sad that in a place as incedibly dull as buffalo, i am stuck for the next four months or so waiting for something better to happen. i want to be elsewhere, and i want to be living out all the things that are, as of now, only in my imagination. The only exciting things at all on the horizon that aren't total tedium are
(1) trip to Bard in a couple weeks 
(2) trip to England in july 
(3) going to college 

other than those things, nothing can lure me out of this monotony that i've been stuck in for 18 years. i'm just sick of the same old thing. my forthcoming graduation doesn't have me particularly enthused because i feel like i've transcended all the shit in high school a couple years ago, and might as well already be gone. i am so glad that i'm not one of those girls who cries at the thought of leaving behind the horrible cesspool that is LHS. i am not looking forward to prom and i have no real plans as of right now. i am definitely not looking forward to the last choir concert. however, i do look forward to remaining stony faced in front of all of the blubbering bimbos who are never going to sing for gary marc "with a C" lee again, if only in their harebrained dreams. the only things that arouse my interest are things that take me far away from here, and things that i do not remind me of this place, but remind me of all of my hopes for the future. i just can't wait to get out. 

so, counting down the days till i fly this coop. 

-carol
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