21st birthday high lights. YOU'RE IN FOR IT.

LIZ IF YOU'RE READING THIS I HOPE YOUR 21ST IS WILDWILDWILDANDCRAZY!!!!!

Here are a few highlights from the big birthday night! Awesome times with amazing people, I'm pretty glad about my set of friends. Didn't throw up or black out, but I was hung over for the first time ever this whole day! AND STILL. I also woke up at 7AM still drunk, something that I never ever thought was true when people said it. Sorry for thinking you were all liars people, I take it back!
Thanks all who were there. Dylan- I cannot wait to start that book!!!!!!!

<3


Literally crouching on the floor because that's where the camera lense was pointing at the time.


Coolest ladies in the bar?



Lovers<3 Birthdays! :D


Being a bitch at Paul's face


Blue Steel


HAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaafunfunfunfun


Mmmnotsure?


Everyone in this picture is very rad. Thom held the camera so high up that he captured his own head. Good job, Thom.


Best friends<3


Identical twin sisters


Bestbest friends <3 Too bad Thom isn't in this picture, that would have made it perfect:)


Cool cool stranger.


Double-fisting? Sort of. Fun pic, fun sequins!!!!


Being (pretty) jazzy at bar number 1


^Paul singing McCarthur's Park JUST FOR ME. Note: He does not even hum along to his favorite songs in the car...thanks for being my best friend Mister!



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Garbage: Lesson Learned

First off, Happy Fat Tuesday all!!!! I fulfilled my duty and probably consumed GreaterThan (<,>?) 2,000 calories today! WOOHOO. Being a fatass is so easy when given an excuse.

Secondly, if your garbage can is full: EMPTY IT .
(PLEASE?).
I learned this lesson today because of Paul. Really Paul, your garbage was way full before shoving the cardboard on top. Then you somehow managed to fill it again.
I guess I should pat Paul on the back for defying physics in this way, and filling his garbage can two whole times (!except once!).
!
But I won't.
Because when I helped him empty out the one single garbage can with two fillings of garbage in it, the following happened:

I'm a good person (sort of) so I helped him clean it up, and unhappily so, pictured here:
< Notice the gloves, though?








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Windblown

Windblown, as seen here:

NEGLECT

Um, what the hell? I haven't even posted here in so long. What has gone on my life since then? Did I write about being rear ended w/ Paul for the second time in 3 years and getting terrible whiplash because of it?
I got an RA/CA interview...
I don't know how much I'm getting paid at work, but I should in like 9 minutes...
We made Reeses this weekend!
I have cramps?
Whatever I'll just photo-journal for you:

The Reeses being made!!!! They were seriously so much better than actual Reeses. DELICIOUS. I got a pimple from eating them that very night. That just tells me how rich in chocolaty goodness they were.


My pal Lindsay Sanchez and The Ragtags at Moe's!!!! You can't see them but there is an amazingly talented crew with her (drums, bass guitar, saxes, trumpet). Very very very cool time and awesome food. Except I didn't have elbow room? Pictured here:


Anyway. After Moe's we saw The Frontbottoms at Coolbeans. Here's a picture of Bribri I got from Coolbeans but not performing, because the shots I got just weren't that good:


THEN IT WAS PARTY TIME. SO HERE:

Listen to Band of Horses

They're really good! I'll try to find a link and then post the file here tomorrow.

I EMAILED MY RA/CA APP STUFF!!!! I'M SCARED.
Everyone cross your fingers for me:D

CORALINE*

DID I SPELL THAT RIGHT???

SEE SEE SEE THIS MOVIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It exceeded expectations and is by far the coolest animated-type film I have ever seen. !!! I can't get enough of it. It was charming and funny and sad and SO BIZARRE AND SCARY.
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GREAT GREAT NIGHT

Trina's place, Trina's friends, Trina's fault I had an awesome time:

New

This whole month of February I have felt so new and refreshed. Whether I am sitting alone simply breathing, or absorbing the amazing auras of my group of friends, I just feel completely new. I am not even the same person as before. I'm so much happier and content with life, and much less blind to everything I was blind to before.
I can only hope this amazing change stays with me for the rest of my life. I appreciate the reflectiveness granted to me by God, because it was by that that I have reached this state of constant joy.
I find myself being excited about nothing but the fact that I have life.




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Pals

Thank goodness for this pal^ <3


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IF I COULD RIP HER HAIR OUT I WOULD

What the FUCK.
So class with the Kdgs was fine. They were pretty well behaved, they liked me, and there were only ten of them. Easy money.
This morning I wake up with a voicemail from my boss, Adelina, saying to call the office. Whatever, I knew I hadn't done anything wrong and I had just woken up. I call.
Adelina asked me how class was and then asked me how I had dropped off the kids after class. I let her know that I did just as the secretary said: I brought the latch-key kids to the gym, and left the rest in the front of the school with the teachers who were supervising that area. All were present and accounted for so I cleaned up my things and headed for home.
"Okay, well that is going to have to change," she says. That was in reference to how I dropped them off. According to Adelina, one of my kindergartners had left the school and walked home all alone(!!). The furious mom called the Mad Science office because the school was not taking the blame.
I'm tired when I'm hearing this so I just sort of go along with it. I ask her what my other boss, Manal had done...Manal was at the school with me and we both dropped off at the same time. Adelina's response is a shady "Uh, I don't know." Whatever.
So then I text Manal, really thinking on it. I asked her if I had done anything wrong. Her response was basically as follows:
"No, nothing that happened yesterday was your fault. The child did not walk home alone, the contact Amanda walked him around the school. She should not have taken him from the pick up area. We will do drop off differently next week because the school's way was disorganized. Don't worry, the school is happy with you!"
WHAT THE FUCK ADELINA. IF I COULD RIP HER HAIR OUT I WOULD. I cannot fucking believe that she lied to me like that!!!!
Like SERIOUSLY if I could quit I would. I was SO furious when I realized she was blatantly lying to me and blaming me for something I absolutely did not do. I don't know what the hell her problem is but I honestly hate her because of this. She was acting like I was the worst person in the world and like my job was on the line or some shit. Fuck that.




Good day other than that bullshit.


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Yelle

So I'm trying this Yahoo media player thing...for some reason it looks really ugly when I do it, but the files are easy to download.
Here is the song I mentioned in the last post, as well as a treat by The Ting Tings

Je Veux Te Voir-Yelle
That's Not My Name-The Ting Tings

Excited About Life?

Was I too excited about life last night when I couldn't fall asleep?? Or was it just the coffee?
I lay in bed for 2 hours, which has never ever happened to me before, and battled for sleep. Just as I was about to drift off very restlessly I got a text message. Bummer. Then I was up for another two hours. My body would either fight OFF sleep (dumb idiot) by being frightened away from the idea of my brain shutting off while my consciousness was still hanging out (weird, don't think about it: you won't sleep)...or I would get excited about something or think of something that I wanted to write down.
As a result I got 6 hours of sleep, when I prefer 8. But I still did a work out this morning, for the natural energies...and I'm sure at 20 years old I will survive on 6 hours (most people get less, I'm sure).

Work today teaching kindergartners. They are going to eat me alive. Especially in my current state of half sleep. I can't even help complaining about it, this weekend has just been severely exhausting.

In other news. Find and download the song Je Veux te Voir by Yelle. Awesomeawesome.




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Amazing Weekend: Adirondacks

The Pinnacle


Beer count. Washed out from the flash. Thom.


The front yard



Being a right foo' on Lake Champlain. Nice times.



Paul in the decrepit barn! (My head explodes as I post this. Barf.)


Uh, I forgot to watch Flight of the Conchords?
Because I am exhausted from an AWESOME weekend. Went up to Pete's family's house in the Adirondacks with him and Thom and Paul.
We did amazing fun things like walk on the frozen Lake Champlain, walk through Pete's decrepit barn (sweetsweet), watch Curb Your Enthusiasm, frolic and hike through absurdly deep snow. We also enjoyed each other's company and drank beer.
Highlights above? Not sure why!


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A FEMALE HERO: FINALLY

Is it weird that I've finally found a real,true hero who I can connect with and who is a woman and she is my painting professor? I guess it makes sense.
SHOULD I TELL HER: Jennifer- You're my hero.

Seriously though. I think she is perfect. She is so accomplished and has amazing talent and she really, really knows her stuff. She's so aware of what is going on in the art world, and she knows like all of the chemistry of oil painting. And she's probably at most like 6 years older than me. I want to be organized and really good at painting and inspiring too! Right now, she is the only person who is keeping me sane in the knowledge that I am still pursuing my teaching certificate. She has the exact impact I want to have on my future students. A lot of people complain about her because of low grades and she "doesn't like them." But honestly, all that she is doing is giving the us honor of treating us as adults and true artists. She is giving us the benefit of taking us seriously in our work, but most people here would prefer to be coddled and learn nothing instead. I quickly learned from Mr. Jiorle (go figure?) that being coddled is like the worst way to go for an artist. It seriously is. We have to learn to push push push what we do and how we think and how we approach things. Jennifer is so good at making us push but does it in a way that she isn't just telling us what we should do and how we should do it. For my painting final last year the concept I came up with was out of this world and I couldn't have done it without her, but it was still my concept 100%, which is a good feeling.
I am learning so much already in my Intermediate Painting class. The level of competition is going to be amazing, and it has really made me excited about art again in a way I haven't been since probably high school.


:)


Adirondacks today! I will take pictures and post them to the photography blog.






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Classhole.

Someone please tell me why the man in the front of the room is persistently asking us if we are going to COPYRIGHT OUR FUCKING LESSON PLANS.

What the fuck. This class is so freaking useless to me. Technology in the Classroom! For the art major? Not so much.
Anyway- today I learned about a society of OS people...Objective Sexuals. THEY ARE IN LOVE WITH OBJECTS. I will post the 21 minute documentary when I am out of this ridiculous class. This woman married the freaking Eiffel Tower...but like: they aren't even monogamous !!! They are cheating on their objects!?
One woman was in love with her bow (of a bow and arrow). His name is Lance, they had sex, she was an archery world champ because of him and isn't as good now since they broke up 2 years ago. Too ridiculous (too good).



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Cookies?!

What the fuck! Here I am thinking about which work out I am going to do today, A PERIOD day (whatever, I said it), and someone downstairs is ingesting something that smells so much like cookies I want to scream.
This is partially because I woke up 12 minutes ago, and it takes me like 45 minutes to become human again after waking up. I am in such a bad mood! I have to fucking tutor some child today on reading & writing and I have to give a presentation for a class that is a total waste of time for my major. Totaltotaltotal.
Whatever.

YESTERDAY was pretty awesome because my Art & Exile professor (Shalom Gorewitz) introduced me to an artist who came to Ramapo all the way from Ghana. He introduced me because of Invisible Children, and it was a very awesome moment because he only introduced one other person in the class and that was the hot white boy who left his homeland of South Africa with his parents (his dad from Zimbabwe and his mother from Czech(?) ) because of the violence. So neat!for me:) I was also pleased to see that the artist from Ghana was incredible. So awesome. And he loved to talk about his work, which is something that I should learn how to do. I actually took home a number of ideas based off of work he had on display. Exciting! :D I
seriously love painting.




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RA/CA Apps

Oh Lordy!!!! I am trying to apply to be a CA for next semester (Fall 2009) but dude, the application process if so fucking confusing and all over the place. I am the worst person with paperwork so I'm really nervous I won't even have the opportunity to get considered for the position because I have no freaking clue what's going on as far as filling shit out and what's supposed to be emailed and stuff.!?!?1
Whatevs, dude. We'll see what comes of it.

I'm starving and not eating lunch until 1:30.

Today I'm also talking to one of my teachers about possibly becoming an adviser for my Ramapo Chapter of Invisible Children!!!! I hope it works out. He said that he is already an adviser for another group, so I'm not sure if that means yes or no...but maybe he has someone else in line who could take the position.


Anyway, peach slices and Arrested Development? Yes, please.


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SketchSteph Shoots

SketchSteph (that's me!) has started a FOURTH blog. This one is very exciting and should be slightly more active than SSReads and SSRuns...
Here is the link. It will probably be updated at least once a week.
Check it out!
http://sketchstephshoots.blogspot.com/



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Smash

Good of the day: Playing Smash on N-64.
I seriously love playing this game. It is total bonding time, plus it's amazing. Good deal. Good of the day.

Singer,songwriter?

It could happen? I wrote something down and my friend Lauren is an amazing guitarist. I guess I have a lot to say to a lot of people, and this is the best way for me to do it. Through performance. We'll see what happens. It might not happen, it might happen just this once, it might happen sporadically.
Shit time and then 4-mile fun (training day 1 for the Philly 1/2)




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