| For Rosh Hoshana, we went and visited our wonderful Fredonian friends. Fredonia's a really nice campus to be quite honest. Well, nice minus the trees that are planted in parallel rows that look so freaking creepy when you're walking at night. I think I basically saw every R-H Fredonian. I also met my new favorite person in the whole world, Sexy Lexi. Don't let her name fool you, she's a stump, a real knock out, I know. Good old Sexy Lexi and her friends were causing a ruckus in the halls as I was being told how she got the name Sexy Lexi (she ran ambiguously for social chair of her hall under the name Sexy Lexi), and I said, "Wait, can I call her Sexy Lexi?" I don't think Emily was really paying attention to me, because she said, "Yes" kind of rushedly. So I yelled, "SEXY LEXI!" Emily turned to me, shocked and was whispered, "No! No!"
"WHO CALLIN' MAH NAME?!"
So Emily had to take responsibility and make everything seem nice and friendly.
"Oh, my friend just says you're causing a ruckus."
A few minutes later they calmed down.
But that's not the end of the story. We found a dolly and a chair. So we put the chair on the dolly and I scooted up and down the hall with one leg. Sexy Lexi looked out of her room and yelled, "Aw hell naw, an' you said Aw was causin' a ruckus?" So I said, "Yeah, but I was just kidding, I actually just love you."
"LOVE ME? You don't even KNOW me."
"That's okay," I said, and scooted away.
Oh Sexy Alexa Vega... I miss you.
I like my new negligent friend Laura, and all of my old Fredonian negligent people... and retarded Noah.
This quote should win a prize:
"Sprite is 12 ounces... but this one says law-jer... so does that mean it's... bigger?"
"That's lager."
So should this one:
"My friend always hears creaking and pounding above her dorm room, so she always thought that the people above her were always having sex or something. Turns out the girl that lives there is a little off and just likes to jump on her bed a lot." -Nicole
I aced my bio test last week :-D. Pretty grand, first big test of the semester.
For biology lab, we had to bring in fungi and molds for extra credit. One girl brought in a fungal cap that was three feet long, two feet wide, a foot and a half or so tall, and bright orange. Coolest thing I've ever seen.
Today I have a chemistry test, not psyched about it to be honest. I don't really feel like studying. I went to the Natural Sciences help room today. Liz Czapski and I were going through an old test and doing problems and helping eachother back and forth. This one Asian girl was at the table with us, but she was doing her own thing. I guess one of us was rocking in our chair or something, but all of the sudden she says with a bite in her voice that I did not find appreciable, "Please stop moving the table." And it was no request, it was a full out demand. Liz and I looked at eachother, started laughing straight out, and then just moved. There was some kid in there who talked in a really, unnaturally high voice, and he kept touching Liz's arm and whining, "Ugh... I don't know how to do thiiis." He had that gay luster to his voice... I don't know, we both agreed that he was creepy and needed to stop touching her and speaking so close to her face.
Some people are bad liars, and some people are excellent actors. There are so many people who are gullible or just foolish. The combination is pretty awsome.
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How college has changed me...
* I'm broke.
* My nose is pierced.
* So is my eyebrow.
* And to the right of my lip.
* My hair is dyed aquamarine.
* But I still wear American Eagle and Aeropostale...
* But I wear everything atleast twice before washing it...
* Socks too.
* I smoke when I'm alone because it makes me feel cool.
* I drink.
* I drink a lot.
* I've realized drinking=friendship.
* I hacky sack.
* I work hard and get good grades still, but there's a different motivation here than in highschool.
* I have pink office supplies on my desk.
* I have a hat, it's leather, and very gangster.
* I bought pencils with crappy erasers. Someone tell me what pencil brand has good erasers!
* I correspond via e-mail with my teachers from highschool.
* I hate people because I just can.
* I keep stashes of candy under my bed to eat when I feel like I'm going to explode.
* I play Pokemon Silver when I'm bored.
* I enjoy reading stalking people via facebook.
* I stole a kid's wallet at the Kanye West concert.
* I told two short girls to get out of my way at the Kanye West concert.
* I flirt with so many girls at UB events that it's ridiculous.
* I skip math on a regular basis and ace it all the same.
* I'm out of soap.
* Putting peoples' toothbrushes in the toilet for revenge makes me happy.
* I have a Lindsay Lohan poster on my wall.
* I steal cork from the science rooms because I can.
* I was the one who shit on the floor in the bathroom.
Now respond and tell me how much of this is believable?
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| So this weekend my beautiful friends from Fredonia, Emily Akers and Molly Riordan, came to visit and make my first real weekend in Buffalo spectacular.
The first night we visited Amel. Molly, Emily, and I waited for almost a full hour for the bus to South campus, it was ridiculous. The bus was a bit crowded, so I sat next to this Asian kid that I didn't know and Molly made me take a picture with my "new bus buddy". Doug, Amy, and Falania came over a while after we got there.
Jeanne downed some chicken wings, which was both disgusting and horrifying to watch because she's probably 80 pounds or less. But don't get me wrong, she's a cool gal.
When it was time to leave, we went on down to the bus stop, and either Molly or Emily said that they did NOT want to be waiting for another bus. Well, we were right in the nick of time for a bus to pull up right as we walked out. Lucky us! Right? So when we went to get on it, the bus driver said, "If you're looking to go to North, this bus isn't running any farther than main, so you'll have to wait for the next one." WHAT THE!
Molly didn't want to wait a long time for another bus, none of us did, really.
I said quite jokingly, "We could walk to North." "Okay let's go," and Molly started walking away from the bus stop. I assumed we might walk around and come back, and we might've were it not for my pride and Molly and my combined sense of hiking adventure. (Recall when Molly and I were kicked out of hiking a few years back. Here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/berloch7/32281.html if you need refreshing) Anyhow, we ended up walking several miles from South Campus to North Campus. It was spectacular. It was a foggy night, so the misty air condensed on our foreheads, skin, and in our hair. People were catcalling us from cars all over the place. The bus passed us with everyone else aboard, but that didn't deter us. Someone called us faggots, which didn't really make sense considering we were a girl and a guy walking together, but we had fun. I climbed one of the buildings on campus and we got someone pulled over for running a red light!
The light at the crosswalk immediately turns the stop lights yellow and then red when you press them. It's a little power trip, you can stop anyone! So as Molly and I were walking back to Ellicot, we pressed the button. A car went through the red light, showing no intention of slowing down the other way. It was a little shocking, certainly a humbling experience, stripping me of all the power I thought I had pressing that light. But what was more appalling was that a second car went through it. Funny enough, the second car started flashing because it was a cop car and pulled over the first car. What a joy.
Also, we played a trick on Doug and Emily, who got back before us. We told them we were lost and in some neighborhood in Amherst. We had them looking up fake street names. It was a knee-slapping good time... for us.
Saturday, I went to the mall with with Molly, Emily, and Amanda Dziewa from Fredonia. I bought a Lindsay Lohan poster, which is currently hanging above my computer. (It's a joke, which unfortunately the LJ community won't really get... basically, it pisses Amy off A LOT). We had a good time shopping, although weird things kept happening. The security guards were walking around the food court and kept saying, "Oh shit," as if something was going down. They kept pulling people aside to tell them what was happening. So I kept walking by as close as I could to them so that they'd tell me what was happening, to no avail. Later, a siren went off in the mall for a few seconds, then stopped. There was a random stretcher full of medical supplies in the middle of the aisle ways and a lady passed out. It was all too bizarre.
Saturday night we all went to the football game. The game itself was no thrill, seeing as how the UB Bulls are... no good. I saw the marching band perform... they need a bigger repertoire, but other than that, they do really well. It's the beginning of the season, I'll give them that. GAH, those marching band kids are so weird though.
During intermission, we went down to the halfpipe to see if we could catch a glimpse of Bucky Lasek and Matt Hoffman skating/biking. You had to purchase a ticket in advance to go up close, but you could still see a little from everywhere else. It was cool. Cooler still was that a black family walked by us and said, "We're on our way out, you can have all of our tickets if y'like." They had a ticket for every single one of us to go up close. Ammazing! It was so kind of them, I couldn't even express my gratitude efficiently, but they made no big deal of it. But it was really cool seeing that up close.
After intermission, we made our way back up to our seats. On third story up, behind the bleachers, there was this freaky, MASSIVE, exotic looking bug. It looking like a cicada, cockroach, and waterbug spliced into one and was probably four inches long. It was on it's back, so I started fiddling with it to try and get it upright, but it just would not do! Eventually, someone suggested that I flick it off the side and just get rid of it. So I did.
We saw it fall all of the way down and onto a security guard standing with two other guards. They flipped out. They kept approaching the bug and then backing way far away from it when it would move. We could see them mouthing things like, "My God, what is that?" and "What the heck!" About five or six minutes later (with us all laughing uncontrollably, Doug rolling on the ground laughing), they put a cup over it. Doug told Molly to go kick the cup off, not actually believing she would. "Okay," Molly said and was off down the stairs.
A minute or two later of watching the security guards freaking out, we see Molly walking briskly by, her legs kicking out like a Nazi soldier. She kicked the cup maybe ten feet, and just kept going. It was freaking hysterical! The bug started running around on the ground, no direction in particular. The security guards were in disbelief.
At that point, people started noticing, and everytime someone would almost step on it, they'd jump several feet back. One black guy almost stepped on it and then jumped a good three feet back and yelled, "WHOOOAAAAA!" loud enough to hear three stories up.
We watched that bug maybe twenty minutes until the guards got it in a cup and started showing OUR bug off like it was THEIR prize. Ingrates. Then they threw it behind the dumpster.
And all along, no one saw us looking down, laughing at them all.
I love college.
Send her hate mail:
Jennifer Eiff
BU Box 08624
PO Box 6008
Binghamton, NY 13902
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(Molly and Emily, your Fredonia friends all seem really nice and fun, just thought I'd share.) | | comments: Leave a comment |
| So last night I ended up at Denny's at 11:30 at night. I'm not sure how. I love the three musketeers. :-D.
I had a craving for hot water. Well, I not necessarily for the water. You see, earlier that day I had stolen a black pekoe tea bag from my grandmother because after drinking some of the tea she made, I began to crave it. Now I’m hooked on tea.
I was going to ask for hot water, but Lauren just said to get the hot tea they have there. So I did, I got some orange herbal crap. And that’s all it really was, crap. I drank as much as I could. But on the last swig of what was left, I couldn’t bring myself to swallow, and spit it up in another glass. So I whipped out my own tea bag and used it in the mini kettle they gave me, and enjoyed the rest of my tea. So that was my tea mishap.
Aside from the tea that tasted terrible and dried out my mouth, something much worse happened. I know, what could be worse than that? How about mocking out an uncommon religion with someone of that faith eavesdropping in. Yes that’s right, we were making fun of Jehovah’s witnesses.
We really were just poking fun, playing on stereotypes (like them being door-knockers) at first. But imagine being a Jehovah’s witness and overhearing that you are the most despised thing to ever arrive on anyone’s doorstep, lower than flaming bags of poop, which people actually take the time to put out. With Jehovah’s witnesses, people are just asses, and expect them to put themselves out.
I guess I should be ashamed if anyone, because of my extensive knowledge of all its fallacies. Emily said, “Don’t you think we are being a little loud, what if someone around here is a Jehovah’s witness?” Partially dismissing her concern, but mostly in jest, I said quite loudly, “Jehovah’s witnesses are so weird!”
And we just continued to discuss different hypocrisies of the religion (the heaven quota, the board of directors, the fact that one can’t run for political office, and the fact that they can’t talk to each other in the presence of sinners, only in the Kingdom Hall, but they may befriend sinners elsewhere…).
Well, I began to say, “They can’t even talk to sinners, but everyone’s a sinner.” I was going to expand on this. They can talk to sinners, but they cannot talk to another Jehovah’s witness if they have knowledge of a sin in the Kingdom Hall. Not only that, but they can mingle with sinners outside the Kingdom Hall but not other people of their same faith.
However, at this point, carrot-top comes over and says in the most falsely friendly, falsely loving, pharisaical, and annoying tone of voice, “Excuse me but I couldn’t help noticing that you were making fun of Jehovah’s witnesses.”
I thought he was kidding, but I was shocked, and wanted to bury my face in the sand at this point.
He continued, “…but we can talk to sinners. We recognize that we are all sinners.”
I didn’t know what to do, so I was just like, “Oh, really?” I should’ve said, “Oh really? Then why do you have a system set up in which you shame one another into repentance, humiliation, and submission?” But I wasn’t really sure what to think. So he said, “If you have any questions, I’ll be glad to answer them for you.”
So I looked over at Erin and mouthed something like, “Heaven quota?” She mouthed back, “Ask him.”
So I did: “I have a question. How many people are allowed into heaven?”
He said, “Oh, that’s the 144,000, that’s in the Bible.” Touché, that is in the Bible. Unfortunately for you, it is in Revelation, a book of symbolism. They get the number from the 12 sons of Jacob (the 12 tribes of Israel) who represent those saved under the old covenant, then the 12 disciples, representing those saved under the new covenant. 1000 is symbolically a number representing completion. 12 times 12 times 1000, that’s 144,000, all of those who suffered persecution and tribulation, and the reward they receive. Sorry about the tangent, I just figured I had to back myself up on that.
So someone said, “Well, what about everyone else?” He explained that there is no hell, that at the coming, everyone either ceases to exist or they continue to inherit the earth. Well, that sucks, imagine if you were the 144,001 or even past that. “I’m sorry, we’re full, but if you’d like, you can go to Earth. That’s where everyone else is staying. Sorry about the inconvenience, but by the Grace of God, go you.”
Then we dismissed him, and I was so embarrassed. We really had no intention of offending anyone. It must’ve been terrible for him sitting there. What we said lacked sympathy, courtesy, grace, and was pretty much only intended for our own amusement, not for the offense of anyone else. So if you are out there carrot-top, we are sorry, and know that we were mostly joking.
I was blushing red for the rest of the night, and hiding my face in shame.
I had begun to write them an apology letter, but one of the O’Connor’s ripped it up, I don’t remember which one, I think it was both of them.
So that was our Jehovah’s witness mishap.
On a much lighter note, CAMPING, e-wOOt! And guess who doesn’t have work Wednesday or Thursday? How lucky is that? I had a campsite in Watkin’s Glen this week, I guess we could’ve all gone down there. I probably should’ve been more active in getting someone to go, but I think everyone had work anyways.
Know this, Sean is the new Laura. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Fifty random facts about me:
1. My full name is Andrew James Buttram.
2. I was born in Caribou, Maine.
3. I didn't have a birth certificate until last summer.
4. My eyes change color: green, grey, blue, sometimes yellowy...
5. I have curly hair.
6. I'm mostly English, like a lot, a lot. I'm maybe 10 to 15% other (Irish, Scottish, Cherokee, Creek...)
7. I am unhappily and embarassinly employed by Wegmans.
8. I enjoy reading.
9. I enjoy taking pictures.
10. I like science.
11. My dad's a lawyer and a preacher. Some people think that paradoxical.
12. My mom has an English degree, but has too good a heart to leave all her 'sweet' preschool kids she teaches in the city.
13. I'm on the tall side, above average, anyways.
14. I play the bass clarinet in Symphonic Band.
15. I'm a bass in Singers.
16. I'm going to miss band and chorus in college.
17. I used to think that moss generated gravity.
18. I used to think that donuts and carbonated drinks would cause an explosive reaction in the stomach, causing one to blow into a billion pieces.
19. I used to think microwaves would cause cancer at the same time as giving you super-human powers.
20. I used to think that all the homeless people lined up along East Henrietta road at night, with their mugs, to go out and beg.
21. I still feel guilty about stealing a quarter from my little brother when i was 6.
22. I call myself a Radical Moderate, I'm really open-minded though. Some see open-mindedness as fickle, but I think you have to see both sides to be wise.
23. I'm vice-president of the senior class.
24. I am fascinated by language.
25. I take French, I want to go there some day (to France).
26. I had a really innocent mind up until 9th grade. In eighth grade, I still didn't know the meaning of most swear words.
27. I was really good at art in 8th grade. I wish I kept with it, but I really like music too.
28. I like having dorky live-journal icons.
29. I'm going to the University of Buffalo next year.
30. I miss being a Freshman and a Sophomore.
31. I make an amazing Winnie-the-Pooh.
32. My room is white with light green sponged on.
33. My furniture is deep red with a white crackle finish.
34. My blankets are plaid.
35. My garbage can and odds-and-ends holders are all like old latin mappy and treasure-chesty looking.
36. I have a lamp, I don't know how to describe it, it's fun though.
37. I have a bookshelf with a LOT of books.
38. I currently have random French, Spanish, Dutch, and Italian objects scattered on my dresser, including a tie from La cravatta di Andrea (Andrew's Ties), an airport map from Amsterdam, la Sainte Bible, porn, Spanish soap, a Spanish shower cap, and a French Coca-Cola bottle.
39. Though I've never seen it, Avenue Q is my favorite musical.
40. I don't react appropriately to things, that is, I'm not phoney.
41. I've never been drunk, or really had alcohol (okay, I have, but hardly anything).
42. I've never smoked, I'll hate myself the day I do.
43. I'm good at math.
44. I'm good at pretty much anything academic.
45. I have senioritis something awful though.
46. I teach bible school.
47. I lead songs at church.
48. Sometimes I run the red light in front of Hollywood Video and where Eckerdx used to be, just because I don't see that it's red.
49. I'm supposed to where glasses or contacts.
50. Last time I went to the eye-doctor (a few months ago), they told me I had trouble seeing color. They said not to worry, I've always been like that. Couldn't they have told me a little earlier? Haha.
51. When I was little, my doctor thought I had sculiosis (increasing curviture of the spine).
52. I've had a planters wart on my foot since 3rd grade, my doctor has burned it off 3 times.
53. I've never broken a bone or needed to go to the hospital (minus the car accident, but that was really unnecessary...)
54. Sometimes my positive qualities get me in more trouble than my negative ones.
55. I wish US currency was pretty.
56. I wish I had an oak tree.
57. I like to plant trees, bushes, and shrubs. Flowers sometimes, but usually they piss me off.
58. I have a HUGE pine tree in my side yard (maybe 50' to 60' tall), which I used to play on all the time. I climbed to the 'tippy-top' a lot. I miss being a little kid. I miss being able to say 'tippy-top' all the time.
59. There was a shy girl at church who I used to talk for. When adults asked how we were, I would answer for both of us. One time, we were caught in the nursury showing eachother our underpants.
60. My street used to play street-tag and hide-and-go-seek and all those fun games throughout our neighborhood. Now we're all grown up.
61. I kind of want to be a clarinet in an orchestra someday.
62. I'm still unsure of where my first girlfriend lived (Dundee, NY...?), and I haven't talked to her in 3 years, I miss her. Her eyes changed color like mine, only one day hers were pink... (well, she was the third if you count middle school, but I was pretty timid back then)
63. I still am pretty timid.
64. I used to want to write encyclopedias.
65. Earthbound and Secret of Mana were the best video games for Super Nintendo.
66. I never've even come close to beating Mario 3 (the one with the Raccoon power...)
67. I'm not really all about pop music, I'm more into classical, sadly enough. I just can't find modern music interesting.
68. I collect the state coins.
69. I love Goya soda.
70. I had a Furby, I didn't know what the hell I was supposed to do with it though. Furby's were a dumb idea. Whoever thought that up, you should be ashamed of yourself.
71. I always wished I could yo-yo.
72. I like go-gurt, now there's a GOOD idea.
73. Biology was my favorite class for 3 reasons.
74. I believe stem cell research is a good thing.
75. I can't stand it when people condemn something as a sin just to justify their own dumb point of view.
76. I sort of believe in gay marriage, that one's tough for me. I think I lean more towards radical moderacy with that one.
77. I think self-justification and fighting for a cause without recognizing the logic of the other side is a weakness.
78. I think the statement 'you're just shallow-minded' is a cop out.
79. I think abortions should be circumstantially legalized (that is to say, define under what circumstances an abortion should be legal, and have a panel of doctors or a judge review a case to see if it is appropriate).
80. I would've played baseball, had I gotten my trophy when I was little (I was sick on award day, and the town threw out my trophy! or gave it away to someone else, something like that...). It sounds like a dumb reason, but when you're a kid, those things matter to you.
81. I have neat handwriting.
82. I've never written 'correctly'. That is to say, I've never held a pencil correctly. My second grade teacher used to slap my hand, but I wouldn't change it.
83. I can write perfectly without looking at the paper at all.
84. I couldn't tie my shoes until third grade, Lindsay Dakin taught me how.
85. My favorite project ever was in 4th grade, Nikki Welshhons and I made a 'Native American Life' poster, with corn and beans and all sorts of cool stuff on it!
86. I thought Nikki was French and spoke it fluently in 4th grade.
87. I pronounce aunt as 'ahnt', four as 'foor', your as 'yoor', contract 'could you' to 'kyoo', 'could i' to 'keye', 'have' to ''ve' under most circumstances, say 'daren't', and generally glottalize final t's.
88. I don't care what science has to say, Dandelions are pretty, therefore they are flowers.
89. Green is my favorite color.
90. I love dogs, I want to own a kennel.
91. My uncle owns a kennel, he's a vet. He also has two horses, and 52314 acres of land (I made up that number). He dated the daughter of the guy who owns Pepperidge Farms (his neighbor), but he's actually gay.
92. Mahjong is a cool game, but everyone plays it differently. Everyone else plays it retarded, so that they can win on the first turn.
93. I go to Chattanooga, Tennessee every year.
94. I've been to California, Texas, Kentucky, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Pennsylvania, Maine, Massachusetts, Florida, Georgia, and Virginee for vacation.
95. I think 'Be HIV positive' is a weird thing to put on a bulletin board.
96. I teach bible school.
97. My uncle bought me a book from Australia, 'Blinky Bill'. It's about a koala that runs away from home and does a bunch of shit. It was my favorite book when I was little, even though it's massive and took a long time to read.
98. There are 100,000 billion cells in the average human body.
99. I have a copy of Fortune magazine on my dresser... damn Wegmans.
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| I had a dream last night, one of four absolutely bizarre, complicated dreams that I've remembered vividly in my life. So I'd like to share it with you:
Well, it was the last day of school and I walked outside. It was a day just like yesterday, really. I was wearing my shiny, blue gym shorts (but I wasn't actually wearing those yesterday). People were wishing eachother a good summer. I ran into Emily Swanson, who yelled to me, "Wooooo! Water fight! PARTYYYYYYY!" She was with Laura Best and some other girl, and then walked away with an attitude. So I shouted back, "No, I don't think so, I can't fail highschool." Ironic, considering I might fail highschool by not getting a damn gym half-credit. I walked over to the drinking fountain (which is apparently on the outside wall of the gym) and somehow got mac-&-cheese from there. I don't know how I got it from a drinking fountain, but that's unimportant, because I did anyways.
Then I walked over a bit and found myself in the middle of a hallway. On the wall was a circular window, with dark but luminescent swirling greens, blues, and purples inside of it. I guess it was kind of a like a distortion in the fabric of space-time or whatever, but we'll call them "warp tunnels" for those who lack physics savvy. I stepped inside, and they were like the tunnels at D-Z, but there was a pull in one direction, down, almost as if it were a ciphen or a slide. The walls would magnify images from inside my head on them, but distorted. It would also reflect myself back at me, distorted and twisted about. Whenever I would yell something, it would echo back to me with a deep, calm voice. Eventually, I slid out, back into the halls. I did it again, and then again. This pretty much took up most of my dream.
Then I walked outside and realized that I had missed the bus. So I started running around trying to find someone who could drive me home. I asked Emily Swanson, who was still with Laura and that other girl, but she said, "Well..." with an inflection that made it obvious that she didn't want to. And so they walked away, and I walked up towards the ramp, where I ran into Mrs. Sargent.
"Why are you wearing those stupid shorts?" Mrs. Sargent asked so that it was obvious that she was trying to make me feel horrible about myself.
"My friends told me to."
"Well... you look ridiculous."
So I got upset and walked over to the opposite side of the school and ended up in a forest with a creek, where I ran into Christina Julian. There were three giant mushrooms (a reoccuring symbol in my dreams, but they are like huge stools or something, idk...), a huge oak tree, and a muddy little island covered in dead grass in the middle of the creek, where Christina was standing.
I began talking to Christina. What about? I don't remember. Laura walked by with that girl, but not Emily, and revealed some secret. She yelled at me after she told me, because now I knew her secret and that threatened her I guess. It didn't matter because I already knew it anyways. I can't remember what it was, something about the recent electricity bills. Once they left, the dialogue between Christina and I began again, and we talked about how to say goodbye in different languages.
I climbed up the tree. About fifteen feet up, Christina yells, "Watch out, a squirrel!" Startled, I fall out of the tree onto my back (and was not hurt at all). Well, there was no squirrel. Christina laid down in the mud, smiling.
"There was no squirrel, that wasn't funny."
"Really? I thought it was."
"Well I think it's funny that there is a slimy little black creature under your face."
"No there isn't."
"Okay."
We started talking again, and a minute later, a oil-slicked, muddy groundhog jumped out from under Christina's face, then jumped into the the water of the creek, and burrowed down under the mud.
Then I woke up.
dzhaykay87: what did you eat before you went to bed?
rhandrew05: two gatorades
rhandrew05: and some nilla wafers | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Today was a good day, I had lots of fun. This morning Ben and I got class gifts for Patton, Belair, Arthmann, and Lane. And I was thinking, Belair and Arthmann have such odd speaking habits. But anyways, Ms. Keely suggested we get Ms. Patton a book, so I suggested the "South Beach Diet". That joke didn't go over so well with Ben's dad.........
Then there were the Singers and Band rehearsals, where my bass drum/cowbell playing experiences were nearly smashed. But it's all good.
Then tonight I went to Comix Cafe with Ben. It was a funny time, well... the headliner comic was funny.
I'm sort of nervous about graduation tomorrow. It'll all run smoothly, everything will be fine. That's not what bothers me. It's the fact that I've met so many wonderful people. The fact that they're leaving or I'm leaving doesn't really bother me, nor the notion that I may lose touch with some people. The problem is that I may forget that I ever really cared, and that's somewhat scary to me. There are people I don't want to forget, and would prefer not to leave.
Who knows, maybe I won't. Maybe we'll always keep in touch, I mean the people I love and I. Like Molly's mom had said, she only stayed friends with four people from highschool. Well... if I had to make that choice(which is really scary to begin with), I don't know what I'd do.
You've all been so amazing. I'll miss you every single one, and hopefully won't have to miss many of you, though I may miss seeing you five days a week.
Pip-pip,
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| So Wednesday turned out to be better than I thought. I went and played DDR with Kaitlynn and Kaitlin. I played her flute and trumpet. I wish I could play them both, that'd be cool. I love DDR though, I'm gonna have to get one for college. We also went to eat subs at Wegmans, it was a good time!
I took another shift, which was a crappy experience. Some guy came through my line, I said, "Hi, how are you?" He replied, "Hey, heyyy... alright alright." And whenever I asked him something, he'd reply, "Yeah, yeah," or "Nah, nah..." and repeated everything twice. The people you meet at Wegmans... sickening, really. Jesse and Geoff were at Wegmans too for awhile, and they said, "We have a good idea for tonight." And they did. Danielle and Matt ended up being my last customers of the night, whoo hoo! It was exhilerating, I enjoyed it to the maximum degree.
So once I got out of work I went home and changed and got my stuff together so that I could go out with my let's-do-something-illegal friends (Jesse, Geoff, Amel, Josh, Tim, Hillary). Then I drove to Wal-Mart, where we all decided to congregate. I couldn't find where everyone was, so I called Amel and she said, "In the back." So I went inside and did a few laps around the store, called her again and she said, "The back of the building..." Okay, way to specify! We rode around the parking lot in shopping carts until some old woman driving a Lexus yelled at us and said that it was inappropriate behavior. Amel was talking on her cell phone to Billy and he decided it would be funny to send her a picture of him shirtless with another woman. It was, to me, and everyone but Amel. (It was his sister, we found out later.)
So once we were through acting like mature college-bound adults at Wal-Mart, we went and parked at the Senior Center. Then we walked over to the Town Park and had to jump a pretty intense drainage ditch to get there. We found a bunch of traffic cones and road blocks (orange and white striped hurdles with flashing lights on the tops). So Jesse and Josh, being vandals, each cut themselves off a blinky light from the road block. We also set up several gladiator games like running through the road cones, throwing discusses, sword fighting, power lifting the heavy cement things, and a few other things too, probably. Eventually we went back to our cars, and pretty much left the place a mess.
Afterwards we drove to Wegmans, still waiting for it to be late enough for the main event. We saw Deputy Wheeler there, who is working Henrietta nights during the summer. He inquired, "What are you all doing tonight?" Tim replied, "Playing with roadcones, vandalizing things, thiefing stuff, causing trouble." He just laughed and said, "Oh, stay out of trouble." Aheh... close call? Despite our obvious tightness with the po, the security guard at Wegmans followed us around the store and gave us the stink eye whenever we looked at him. Hey, cool fact! You can tell how good a watermelon is by drumming on it and listening to the quality of the resonance... but anyhow, we bought stuff, and then left.
So everyone got in my van and we drove to an undisclosed neighborhood somewhere in Henrietta. We parked somewhere discrete, then all took most of our clothes off. We went up and down the neighborhood, getting in peoples' pools and then slipping back out. I think we hit 6 or 7 pools, 1 hot tub, and 1 kiddy pool. It was thrilling. The first one we got in was in a yard behind another that was full of tents. We didn't realize til we got out, I don't think. We thought the people in the tent were doing the hibbity dibbity, but then we realized they were just watching a movie in which people were doing the hibbity dibbity. So we booked from that location. The last pool we went into we decided we'd be not so much quiet as loud, so we made a whirlpool. AMAZING idea. Once we got out, we decided it would be fun to prank the people (whoever they were) in the tents. So we went back and surrounded the tent and start making clicking noises and speaking in tongues. Then we started yelling and ran away, we're so retarded, haha.
And that was the end of Wednesday night.
Thursday afternoon I went out with Amel. We went to the DMV and that took forever. Then we trecked over to Wegmans and went shopping and ate lunch. We had sushi and a bunch of Arabic food from the Mediterranean Bar. Arabic food is ABSOLUTELY AMAZING. I love stuffed grape leaves and baba ghanouj and... all that other stuff with weird names... olives too.
astorymadelegend: I'll even admit that at times I can be annoying too
rhandrew05: okay, well I can deal with your genre of annoying then
Thursday night I spent at Lillie's house. We basically sat around and chilled and we all had some sort of bug because we couldn't relax, we were all hyper. Well, Molly was. Maybe it was because we were eating fruit snacks and gummi worms with mountain dew. We drove to Wegmans, and I drove Erin's car (it was a stick shift!) and I did moderately well!
And then this morning I worked. Chris pointed out to me that I'm not supposed to wear black jeans to work. Okay... then why have you all been letting me wear them for the past year?
But good news! A few months back, I e-mailed Danny Wegmans saying that there should be some way to set apart bilingual cashiers. I argued that doing so would enable those whose second language is English (or who are deaf) to feel more comfortable with the cashiers, being able to communicate in a mode that is more fitting to them. Well, apparently, Molly tells me, Danny Wegmans has complied with my idea (of course giving all the credit to his own ingenuity) and we will have some sort of pin that will say what other languages we can speak! It's very exciting for me. See, any one person can change the world, easy accessibility to power or influence isn't necessarily the deciding factor.
So, in light of (what potentially may be) my personal contribution to Wegmans Food Markets, I will say goodbye in a manner most fitting to the change.
Ciao, Au revoir, Aufweidersein, [waves goodbye],
+Andrew
P.S. - One of these weeks we're going to hold a HUGE hide-and-go-seek game in the woods somewhere, Amel and I found the perfect spot, pretty much anyone can come. More details to come when it's about to go down. About this Entry | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Exposure and experience can do several things for a person. It may build character, it may highlight flaws, or it may do both. However, ignorance prevents progress. This is to say that one can only move forward as far as their awareness lets them. Inability to recognize a problem can be corrected through awareness, but a refusal to recognize the problem will result in the permanent habituation of it.
When someone is happy, when someone has it all figured out, be happy for them.
Sunday night I hung out with Molly and Tad. We visited Amy's graduation party, which we were previously not able to because of work. Unfortunately, I missed Ben DeGeorge's and Mike D'Ag's that day too. It was a good time playing Egyptian Ratscrew with Molly, Noah, and Tom and good seeing other people that I haven't seen so much, like Deidre. I really enjoyed the brunt of her party that I caught. Afterwards, Molly, Tad, and I went to the Weg and Wal-Mart and took fun pictures and acted like little kids. Okay, Molly and I acted like little kids while Tad was just uptight as if he were trying to feign maturity.
Monday I went to Jesse's and played video games and that's basically it. I suck at N64, especially at games where you are required to shoot one another.
Tuesday I went shopping with Amel and Tad. I got a pair of glasses (I haven't worn glasses since 6th grade) so that I can see in college. Afterwards, I helped out with VBS up at church. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to all week because of work. Kickball and playing with a 50' diameter parachute and little kids is hella' fun. Emily Riordan came back from IRELAND (where the kangaroos roam freely)! WHOOOO! Unfortunately, I wasn't able to make it out to her welcoming party, it was too far away and too late. The call was just a day late and a dollar short, so to say.
Wednesday morning I worked. There was NO ONE in the store. I would go 15 minutes (no joke) at a time without a customer. It was boring, but I had cool peopl to talk to around me like Altemessia, Nick Denofrio, and some woman named Kim. But next time I have to work in a boring store alone: LILLIE, ERIN, MOLLY, STEPH, ERICA, KELLIE, TARA, one of you better be the heck next to me. Then I helped at VBS again with the little kids and we had a little ice cream social and played more kickball. Later that night I went to Friendly's with Kaitlynn, Molly, and Caitie and we had the FUNNIEST waiter ever. Okay, so you know how at Friendly's they have those saloon doors. He gave Caitie permission to go through them and shout in the kitchen, "THIS TOWN AIN'T BIG ENOUGH... FOR THE TWO OF US!" Caitie wouldn't, so Kaitlynn did. It was hilarious. I don't even remember what Brandon (our waiter) did that was so funny, but he was constantly making us laugh.
"Okay, guys, you know what's a fun game. Spin your straw and then close your eyes and try to find it with your teeth." -Caitie
And that's all. Sorry that it was empty forever.
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| Aug. 14th, 2005 @ 01:03 pm
Two stories right quick, one from last night when I went to the drive-in with Mollies R and C, Emily Riordan, Doug, and Amy.
Someone called Molly's phone and asked to speak to Kwak, the fat asian man. She was calm about it saying, "I think you have the wrong number, which number are you trying to reach?" Then she realized it was a prank call and was still pretty unfazed because she had handled the people so calmly. So we decided to call them back with prank-call master Emily Riordan as our proponent.
"Hello? Hello? This is Kwak. Is Mu there?"
"What?"
"This is Kwak, fat Asian man you were asking for, is Mu there?"
"Oh so you're gonna be cool, prank call me back?"
"What? What you talking about? You just call me? I tell you this is Kwak, can I speak to Mu?"
"Yeah, real cool."
"Mu?! I no know what you mean, I just want to talk to my friend."
"You can't order that here, we only have chicken and barbeque."
"What, I no want to eat! I want to speak to Mu! Put Mu on the phone!"
"Alright, this is bull..."
"You call me first, I return call!"
[hang up]
Also, Emily obtained a bible in the Gaelic language for me :-). I love her and the Riordan family!
"I want us to be bff, with a lot more emphasis on the second F."
Then there was this morning at church... Allie and Megan, two little girls at church, were looking through the library in my dad's office and saw the Complete Works of William Shakespeare...
ALLIE: Who's William Shakespeare? Did he write a lot coz that's a BIG book.
MEGAN: Well [mumbling] mmm... Chocolate.
ME: He was a playwrite, that means... chocolate?
MEGAN: William Sha- he played Willy Wonka in Charlie and the Chocolate factory.
ALLIE: That's Johnnie Depp!
Funny little kids rock.
+Andrew
emmers210
2005-08-15 05:09 pm UTC (link)
prank-call master? i like that title.
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mollyismynameyo
2005-08-15 07:02 pm UTC (link)
"yo call me tomarow i got those seats 4 u"
That was the text I got last night.
WTF does it mean?!
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