Hooray for my Bed!

My new comforter is spectacularrrrrrrr! I've needed a new one for a few months now since my lovely pet, whom I speak ever so enticingly about, ripped my old one. It is BRIGHT pink with little white polka dots all over it and a light pink underside. Yes, it is indeed reversable and as comfortable as a cloud in heaven, or so one would imagine. I feel as if it now completes me. =]

Northern Downpour

If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic clothes and greed, then we should feed our jewelry to the sea

For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me

And then she said she can’t believe
Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues

Stripping eyes and flooded lungs
The northern downpour sends its love

Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don’t you go down
Sugar cane in the easy morning
What evades my one and lonely

The ink is running towards the page
Chasing off the days
Look back at both feet and that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me
Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the worlds a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home

Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don’t you go down
Sugar cane in the easy morning
What evades my one and lonely

Sugar cane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and only

Anne Marie and I

I've known my best friend Anne Marie since I was 2 and she was 3. No I didn't purposely rhyme that previous sentence. I remember vaguely one of the first time I met her or played with her or somethingto that effect. My Mom was outside talking to her Mom and she and I were in her driveway, it was sunny and we were doing something. The "something" part of that sentence is what I meant by vague. Years went by and we only grew closer and closer. We used to have forts and a tree house in the woods across the street and next to my house (which are no longer there), play in her rock pit (also gone), jump rope, hoola-hoop, color with rocks on other rocks, swing and make up weird things to make each other laugh so we could spit iced tea out of our mouths. We were cooky and I love it. I love how through all of this time her and I are still best friends. We hardly ever fight and if we do it can be resolved in seconds. We hang out and talk and I know she's always going to be there if I need her, and I will always to the same for her. Love you Anne Marie =].

Panic! At The Disco

As you may or may not know Panic! is one of my fav. bands. They had a new CD released today and I'm currently listening to it. My thoughts thus far: well, I don' t really know yet. I do like some of the songs but I need to listen to it like 50 times before I get used to the new sound.
Panic! Also decided it would be a bright idea to drop the exclamation point in their name. As a devoted fan, of which I would like to consider myself, I feel that this execuitive decision was very poorly made. That very thing separated them from many other bands and added to their off-beat yet very attractive style. It was part of who they were and I feel that even though they are deciding not to use it I will be the rebel and keep it around. They will always be my P!ATD.
I'm trying to send the CD to my sister via E-mail but the files are so big they take forever to upload. I want to go to a concert so bad, but I have no way to get there since she is gone and I miss her like a psychopath.

Greek

My favorite show right now on TV is hands down GREEK. It started in the summer and lived a short life, but is coming back tonight! Yes, it is about college and life on Greek Row and basically it is just awesome. Cappie is the hottest and my favorite character on the show. He's a bit out of his mind but he knows how to have fun and can be very philosophical. I suggest to the greater population of man kind to watch the season premier tonight. The End.

Freezing!

Think Easter: warm, bunnies, chickies, baskets, candy, bright colors etc. Reality check in Endicott: FREEZING WEATHER, dresses for kids that require layers of sweaters and coats, candy, hours to find clothes if you aren't 5 years old anymore and long family filled days. Okay so, the family part isn't so bad but does it really have to be 27 degrees? I remember Easter in Italy last year, and man that was delicious. It was warm, we grilled 5,000 different kinds of meat, had champagne, it was awesome. My sister is so lucky she can spend Easter in Italy where it is warm... Summer please come soon!

<3 Shopping

Seriously I love shopping. It was probably the brightest idea anyone ever had, who ever invented it that is. I get such a rush when I spend money, especially when it isn't mine haha. There is just a good feeling you get when you're trying on clothes and looking at a potentially new you. The sad thing is when you are all done and you find out you're not only poor but now have nothing to wear. It's like oh you have these new clothes but you wear them to your heart's content and then you feel like you have nothing else. Let's not ruin the shopping high though, I must go now and continue watching The Sound of Music!


I almost forgot! My favorite part is coming home with tons of bags, I love the way they sound. Weird I know, but whatever I like it.

Mommies!

I love my Mommy! She and I are extremely close, I talk to her about everything she doesn't have to ask me what is going on I'll just automatically tell her. We have a ton of fun together shopping, dealing with life etc. I don't know what I would do without her. I often think the things a mother does for her children go unnoticed and I'm here to say they don't but we, your children, are sorry we don't express our gratitude enough. I'm going to go out on a limb and say all children would like to thank their mothers for all that they have ever done for them =]. To all Mommies: Have a fantastic day!

*side note: yes, it is Mommy and not Mom most of the time because I'm still a little kid at heart.

Vernal Equinox

Today is the Vernal Equinox or for those of you who have completely blocked out 9th grade Earth Science, The First Day of Spring. Some first day huh? It's freezing! Anway all I want to encourage you to try before the day is over is balancing an egg. It is said that on the Autumnal Equinox (first day of fall) and the Vernal Equinox it is possible to get an egg to stand up straight because the Earth's axis is, well, equal or no longer at a tilt just for today, hence equinox or, well, equal. Good luck!

Have you ever thought about...

I was listening to Fergie's song Glamorous yesterday and I heard Luda rap something about lettuce. Now this got me to thinking... Have you ever thought about how many different ways people refer to money? I mean lettuce? Come on, you are not buying those clothes with a salad.
So I've thought of some others, feel free to add any or refer to other words that people have other funny words for.

Money: Lettuce, Cheese, Dough, Cash, Bucks, "Dat Money", Beans, Bread, Cabbage, Capital, Coin, Funds, Lucre, Gravy, Moolah, "Wad of Cash", Loot etc.

Money can also be used in speech i.e. Someone is shooting a paper wad into a waste basket and says "MONEY" meaning they made it in.
Fat Joe was also seen "makin' in rain" with money.

And isn't it ironic, don't ya think?

I'm on the phone with my BFFL (pronounced biffle) Christina and she's singing Ironic by Alanis Morisette. I love when she sings to me on the phone and though I can't upload a video of her singing it or put a recording of her up on here I will give you the lyrics and urge you to download this delicious song. Oh yeah, Happy St. Patrick's Day to all the Irish folk, I'm not Irish but you can kiss me anyway :P

An old man, turned 98
He won the lottery, and died the next day
It's a black fly in your chardonnay
It's a death row pardon, two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?

[chorus]
It's like rain, on your wedding day
It's a free ride, when you've already paidIt's the good advice, that you just didn't take
And who would've thought? It figures

Mr. Play-It-Safe, was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase, and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life, to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought, "Well isn't this nice?"
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?

[chorus]

Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out
When you think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face

A traffic jam, when you're already late
A "No smoking" sign, on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons, when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams, and then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic? Don't you think?
A little too ironic? Yeah I really do think

[chorus]

Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny, funny way, of helping you out
Helping you out

Bleh

Mark Roberts if you still have your blog, I advise you not to read this post because I'm going to complain about cramps and you are not going to like it. I have the worst cramps in the history of the world this weekend. No joke, I've never had it this bad. I had to work Saturday and that was just like asking for death with the whole, I don't get a break and I must stand for 3 hours and 45 minutes. Let me tell you the medicine didn't last long AT ALL. Then when I went to bed last night, thinking oh I'm going to just be able to sleep this off because I started having lower back pain too I'm sure you ladies know what I'm talking about.
Let's cut to 4 AM. I wake up to... you guessed it... cramps. I HAVE NEVER WOKEN UP BECAUSE OF CRAMPS. I about rolled over and died. I had to get up, and go get meds. Like I wanted to really get up at that hour. Needless to say I found my mom had MIDOL in her room while I'm popping the CVS brand CRAP. Mom, thanks for holding out on me. Ugh, anyway cramps suck and I wish guys could get their period to seriously just know what its like for once.

The Incredibles

I watch The Incredibles every single time it is on TV. I love this movie, and I don't know why really. It's extremely funny but I mean I don't need to see it 1000 times to get it, it is pretty self explanatory haha. Anyway my fav. is Jack-Jack because he's just the cutest baby ever and kicks major ass at the end of the movie. I also love the little kid who sits on the trike outside of the Incredible household, he's hilarious.

Mr. Incredible: "Hey kid, WHAT are you waiting for?"
Kid on Trike: "I don't knowwwww, something amazing I guess!"

hahahahahhaahahaha <3 it.

oh yea, E is pretty kick ass too, she designs the supersuits.

Arch Nem

Technology and I are NOT friends right now. This would be because my phone decided to be stupid and freeze yesterday so that today I had to get it fixed. That isn't the problem anymore however. The problem is that I hate what technology is doing to me. It makes me anxious or have anxiety. I feel like I wait on text messages all the time and now that I don't receive them, atleast from specific people I start to panic. I feel like I'm losing them, or I did something or something happened. Its bad and I hate feeling stressed about a stupid thing like this!
Plus I'm also ticked because I paid 10 bucks for plastic covers that DIDN'T work. and now I have nothing. THANKS V-Z-DUB, THANKS A LOT.

PS- Happy Pi Day. =]

Pleasantville

Oh the joys of Pleasantville... or are there any? I watched that movie yesterday, my Mom hates it, but I enjoyed it almost as much as I enjoyed annoying my Mom to change the channel to it during the movie Rudy. This movie kind of made me think about how ethnocentric Pleasantville actually was and how not cultured they were. I mean everyone always wants to have the Beave's life, where Mother always makes breakfast and Dad wants to play catch in the front yard, but is it really worth it? Would our lives be anymore enjoyable without the crazy amount of chaos we deal with everyday? I think its nice to have a break once in awhile but I would get SO bored sitting home learning to sew or cook everyday of my life, or find out that the pages in books are empty and there is nothing at the end of Main Street or outside of Pleasantville because the street just loops back around.
The part I liked was seeing how each character became colorful depending on who they were. It took a certain event for a person to conquer before the would break the black and white mold and become what I feel is a normal person, but to them was just coming into color. They began asking questions and thinking outside of they're cookie cutter life. I think it is safe to say that Pleasantville isn't so pleasant after all.

Underwater Wednesday

Or atleast that is the creative title the gym, excuse me I mean phys. ed., teachers gave our "swimming lesson" today. It was a lot more fun that it sounded though. The stroke we did today had us looking like frogs, and I sucked at it but Hayley got me to do something I hadn't at school, jump off the diving board. She said it is something she had to do before she graduated and I saw that as a good point, so after a few moments of being extremely scared, I jumped off! It was really exciting, and I feel awesome about it now =] I can finally say and with pride that before graduating UEHS I jumped off the diving board!

Thrillerrrrr!

Okay, so I was pretty impressed to find out today that my little sister knows Michael Jackson's "Thriller" dance. I am so jealous! I wish I could learn it! She's 13 and she's pretty much amazing at a ton of stuff including playing EXPERT on guitar hero. She really is amazing not a lie, constantly inspiring me without even knowing it. I'm really glad her and I can be close now instead of always at each others throats

embeding was disabled so here is the link http://youtube.com/watch?v=AtyJbIOZjS8

"Did you ever get the feeling you're being watched by a giant elephant?"

Ooooo new font, well its not showing up here but I hope it does when I hit publish. Pretty much the only thing I want to talk about today is the new movie coming out on friday called Horton Hears a Who! I'm so excited!!! It looks like such a funny movie and I love little kid movies so it should be fantastic. Problem is I doubt anyone will see it with me so, uh yea... We'll just cut to the clip.

Hurt.

I know I don't really talk about myself much in my blogs, but I tend to think each one reveals a little something without me having to come out and blatantly say it. Today will probably be the exact opposite. I'm actually quite upset right now while writing this because once again I let someone into my life and they broke my heart without even doing much. Its not like this person and I were even together, I guess just after a lot of bad things that happened this summer it has become harder for me to let people in for fear of it happening again. All I did was work up courage to tell him I liked him. That's it. Simple you say? To the basic human being yes, that is very simple and I commend anyone who ever works up the guts to tell someone how they feel about them. But once you tell them and they don't talk to you anymore, and I mean flat out don't even respond, that hurts. It really, really hurts. I'm guessing you're realizing why I wrote the Boy blog the other day, same person. Now once again I get to be broken and have to try and glue myself back together. I just hope I remember where all the pieces to my heart go.

Sleep & Sand?

Sleep is spectacular. Today I spent most of my day in bed, to some of you that may be a waste but to me its pure gold. I didn't have to go to work but that made time for me to be able to go out with my mom, visit my grandpa and come back home to sleep. I guess maybe I don't feel good because it is kind of unusual for me to nap on a ... wait a minute it isn't unusual for me to nap! Haha but I do have a fever so sleeping is going to be my habit of choice.
I'm watching a TV show called Sand Blasters right now and its wicked sweet. There are several teams of two that have to create sculptures from sand but there is a twist. 5 teams will have their sculpture blown up, and they are chosen at random. Once the damage is done their location is moved and they must start again. This one team is nuts, they are hoping their caterpillar sculpture blows up so that they can change it into a butterfly. Kind of ingenious no? It is pretty intense though because you don't know when they'll call your number to blow up your work of art. It is amazing what these people can do with sand. I even found one of the competitors blogs! http://www.sandyfeet.com/blog/archives/2007_10_01_index.html

Boys

This post was going to happen sooner or later you all know it. Hahaha I love how I speak as if I have 3 million avid readers who sit at their computers waiting for my headline to flash by on the blogger homepage. Anywhoooo boys suck. No they literally are the pits as my Dad would say... huh thats weird. To begin with, liking boys is a complicated process because once you like them you have something to worry about: how you act around them, if you're talking to much, if you think they've caught on to you liking them, if they like someone else etc. These mental games are tiring! And I've given up on if a guy likes me based on my looks, not that it ever mattered too much to me in the first place. Sure, it is nice to be told your beautiful and cute, but not all of us are perfect looking so we should be accepted for what we look like anyways and have the guy focus more on getting to know who we are. I know this is what I do when I first meet a guy, and I'm not saying you shouldn't be physically attracted at all but I think someone's personality plays into the way they look, I don't know, maybe that's just me. The whole chase thing too, that is fun but annerving and sometimes the only good part. Relationships entail all sorts of complications and a lot of attention because sometimes if you make one single mistake its like OMG THE WORLD IS ENDING. PS-it isn't, so stop saying the sky is falling Chicken Little and just take a breather for a minute. Break-ups are the worst. It doesn't matter who split with who first it hurts both people, atleast as far as I know it does. There is a lot of crying involved most times and I'm not all about the crying. But boys are boys and girls love attention from them (myself included). I just wish they weren't so hard to figure out and just were a bit more clear of their intentions...

Food

Okay I know, everyone loves food. But seriously I LOVE FOOD. I went with my mom to the grocery store yesterday to get bagels and cream cheese, but we bought a lot more than that. And when we got home the rest of the night I ate: a frozen chicken pot pie (all to myself), a bowel of espresso chip ice cream (the best), a bagel with cream cheese (heaven), marshmallows roasted over my gas powered stove (amazing), and some goldfish pretzles. It isn't unusual for me to eat like that (notice I don't care what it is I'm eating or how many calories are in it, if it tastes good, I'll eat it) I mean once I ate a peanut butter & jelly sandwich, a hot dog with mustard and ketchup and some ice cream, I love ice cream. I just really enjoy eating its a passion of mine and food is just amazing. It makes you feel better when you're sad, or even more amazing if you're happy, it is a way of connecting cultures and exploring new things. Yay food!

Sixteen Candles

=] I'm watching Sixteen Candles right now and it is probably one of the greatest 80's movies ever. Molly Ringwald is the quintessential eighties teenager. She's constantly worried about what she looks like and the love of her life, Jake Ryan. Her insecurities make her easy to realte to and I love it. Anthony Michael Hall also makes his appearance in this film as well as The Breakfast Club, another 80's classic. And who could forget, LONG DUK DONG, he's great. Ahhhh I just love this movie so now I'm going to finish watching it. Much loveeeee!

Onwardddd

Yes, I am one of the few brave souls to keep on blogging. Well, I really like it actually so I'm excited!! =] I quickly just want to tell this funny story about my grandparents. I just got home from their house not more than 5 minutes ago, I was visiting, my grandpa is having surgery tomorrow. We were sitting at the table, I was eating delicious homemade chocolate chip cookies that my Coolats (grandma, we call her that because of her shorts) saved from Christmas, they were AMAZING. Anyway, my phone was on the table and my grandpa, who was sitting next to me, asked if he could see it. Of course I said yes, and he proceeded to just fiddle with it for a bit. Next thing you know I see him dialing a number, his house phone. Now my grandma was sitting right next to him, a mere two seats away from me and didn't even know what was going on. The house phone rang and my grandma GOT UP AND ANSWERED THE PHONE. I honestly haven't stopped laughing. It was just the cutest funniest thing ever, she even said "Hello" and talked to my grandpa completely clueless that it was him for the first few seconds. She thought it was funny too and I'm happy I get to add this to the One Bazillion Reasons why I love them!

Here is a Video of my Dad and Grandpa singing at school 2 months ago:

High School

4 years of magical bliss... well, sort of. You see, I was very nervous to come to the High School when I was in 8th grade, I even had a nervous break down the night of my freshmen orientation. Looking back, I honestly don't know what I was so scared of. I know that getting lost was a big deal, but I realized the school is a GIANT square. I mean, after all, I had all my friends at my side so it was going to be okay. I actually liked my Freshmen year. I know most people hate it but my sister was a Senior that year and we became really close. I also loved all of my close friends that year, we would do anything for each other, and I even had a boyfriend which was new to me.
Sophomore year was a bit more relaxed, though shit hit the fan at one point and major drama exploded. I took the high road though and chose to be the bigger person of it all. I loved Biology that year and even went to my first concert. I met one of my closest friends (actually, she's my sister now) Angela, who opened up my eyes to life in college and taught me more about growing up.
Junior year was challenging. I will admit it had its tough points (i.e. Chemistry and Math B) but my teachers were amazing, and we had a lot of fun along the way. (Especially the "Essentially" Count in Chem, RIP 234.) I even had a close encounter with love that year, I guess my luck is in the odd years of education haha. But I actually got my heart broken, but I think without times like this in life you don't really know what its like until you go through it so I'm glad he and I can still talk and be friends, its extremely comforting. And of course, I travelled the world, yes High School allowed me to see what life is like in Italy. That is where I made friendships and had experiences that will last me a lifetime.
Thus far, Senior year is kicking ass. Its amazing how lazy one can be in every aspect of their life (i.e. homework, clothes) and still do very well. I'm having so much fun with my friends and enjoying every second of it. Life is really good =].
High School has really given me that outer shell that I think you need to survive in the real world. You experience a lot of emotions, make a lot of ties (networking!) with people, and learn an awful lot. It has been an amazing ride and I can't wait to continue on with life.

Responsibility

Yesterday my mom wasn't home, today she is sick, and I never realized how much there is that needs to be done in a house, or a life for that matter, to have it proper functionally. What I mean by that is I first realized the "value of a dollar" when I got a job and the money never really seemed to stay in my bank account for very long. Granted, I have a serious shopping and Starbucks obsession but I was also using my money for my family. I would buy things for them and help my mom when I could because, well, we aren't exactly "rollin' in it." And I buy birthday gifts and stuff like that all the time because since I have a job my parents tell me to use my money, little do they no I literally don't have any now.
I also realized how much work our house entails. We, my sisters and I, never had chores or an allowance, but my mothers absences do not go unnoticed. During the summer we wash the dishes because we are the only ones home. But her not being here this weekend and there being no food in the house was quite the challenge. Where's Nino (my dad) you may ask. Well, he's got quite the agenda of his home and its hard to have him fit in the stuff that my mom usually does on top of all the work he does every week. (Dad you don't go unnoticed either, I wasn't leaving you out.) My little sister and I went grocery shopping for my house today because Mom was sick and it was really fun but I realize now how much work growing up takes. I think I'm going to try and pinch some pennies for awhile but I don't know how long that will last...

Ps- Cameron, I told you I wouldn't forget! Thanks for the 3 cents today at the Giant and all your customer service skills! It was very nice of you.

Mi manchi...

...means I miss you in Italian. And right now I miss my sister, a lot. Today is her 21st birthday and I can't even celebrate it with her since she is thousands of miles away, living in the beautiful city of Rome, Italy. I'm sure though the weather there is superior to here, so she's probably having a fantastic birthday already.
But I just really miss the way we'd always go on late night drives and sing our hearts out to her iPod or when I'd go visit her at work (Consol's Restaurant) and eat delicious food with all her cool friends from there. When she first left my little sister moved out of my room into hers and it was really weird. I always walk into that room to talk to Rachel and just hang out, but every single time I went in there and it wasn't her it was really kind of sad. I've had to catch myself doing it like, 50 times and my little sister is probably getting annoyed. I think I've finally (after 2 months) gotten it down, the fact that Desirae is here and Rachel isn't.
I know she'll be home soon (May 10th!! 70 days, I'm not counting or anything) and when she does she'll have a million stories to tell, but I hope that we can still do all the same crazy things we did before. Until then Des and I can just get closer, hang out and continue roughing it in this snowy weather. I love you Rachel!!! Happy Birthday!