February 19, 2010

Did you miss me?

I’ve been hiding out here

January 14, 2010
December 27, 2009
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.
Mark Twain
November 5, 2009

Go Yankees!

Yankees win the World Series on my first night in New York. Good sign? I’ll say yes!

So, I’m running around today to find a “rent-paying job,” as my mom puts it. Need nailpolish remover, ASAP. Something tells me that black nails (from Halloween) might not go over well in interviews.

My new room is blindingly white. I inherited the previous roommates furniture, which includes a white bookshelf, a white desk and a highlighter pink IKEA roller chair. The walls are also plain white. Bright, plain white.

I can’t wait for my decorative stuff to arrive! My mom is shipping everything on Saturday (you’re a rockstar, mom!), so here’s hoping my eyes survive until then!

October 30, 2009

funniest.dream.ever

so, after what started as a creepy weird dream turned out to be one of the funniest ever.

the first was some creepy Hannibal Lecter type dream that involved someone creepy stealing my corn snake, Alvie. I dunno. I have this amazing ability to wake myself up  when dreams are lame, so I did. It was 3am.

My next dream was about moving.. some cute guy was helping me move out my bedroom furniture. I’ve had a dream in this house before, but at that time it was my cousins. So we’re moving out my room and find a dead cricket on a bedsheet or something. It looks like its alive, standing up and all, but it’s not. We’re a littlr freaked out by it and think it would be funny to put in my little brothers room and hear him scream like a girl when he sees it. We toss it off the blanket into his room and it lands rightside up annd looks alive.

The next time we pass by the room to get more of my stuff, I look in and then scream and fall to the ground like someone from Keenan and Kel would do. The cricket had moved! Now this is the part that was hillarious, but I guess hard to explain. The guy saw it and did the same thing I did, scream and jump and fall.. for some reason, if you hit the carpet hard enough, it would change colors. We couldnt see the cricket anymore so we hit the floor until it was a lighter color. It had moved again! We never saw it jump and thought it was dead, so we are having this huge giggle fit, rolling around the hallway floor, hitting the carpet and watching it change colors. it was so.funny!

my mom comes upstairs, like wtf guys.. and just thinks we are crazy. she’s like, something like this happened to me once.. and started a story when i interrupted her to tell a similar story about a dragonfly i thought was dead. i didnt get to finish either, because the cute  guy screamed like a girl, which caused me to scream because I hadnt been paying attention to the cricket and thought i felt it on me.. this happened like, 4 times before i woke up.. i immediately thought i’d have to remind my mom of this funny time.. and then realized there are no inside jokes in dreams.

still funny to me:D