Sometimes, you gotta write it down.

Local Pizza Shop Closes for Accepting Expired Lottery Ticket

2009-06-04T23:04:00.004-05:00

Earlier today I went to a local pizza place to get a panzarotti. It was delicious, and the young man behind the counter entertained me by singing Phantom of the Opera. A few customers came and went, ordering pizza, getting a soda, buying a lotto ticket.

When I got home, I realized I had a "Cool Hand Loot," all scratched off and worth $25. I had put it on my desk the night before after cleaning my room. The back says it's good for a year after purchase. But, there is no purchase date!

If only I had kept it in my wallet...

Sure, I'd have $25 today, but there'd be no mo' "'Riv."

There's always tomorrow--and 7Eleven.

E-mail on why Macs are the best.

2009-02-09T23:17:00.001-05:00

SS's mom asked me to write her an e-mail explaining why she should get a Mac vs any other computer as she's been hearing mixed reviews. Here's what I wrote:

A computer nerd once told me that you can't say Mac vs. PC because Macs are PCs (personal computers). So really, you're trying to find out if you want a Mac or any other kind of computer out there: Dell, HP, Gateway, Vaio, etc. I have used just about every kind of computer there is. I was a non-Mac user for about 18 years. Once I came to Rowan, I started using the Mac labs and fell in love with their aesthetics, quick and efficient command functions, free downloads, wireless and sharing capabilities, and overall ease.

I don't really think it matters what you're going to use the Mac for. People say that it depends what you're using a computer for and then you'll be able to decide which to get: a Mac or anything else. The truth is, when I went to the Apple store to get my MacBook, I asked the sales guy to tell me why I should buy a Mac and he didn't really have any good reasons.

I had used iTunes on my Gateway laptop, a music player that was made for Macs and always froze my old laptop. It's been a year since I purchased my computer and iTunes has yet to freeze on me.

The Apple website has tons of free downloads for your computer from recipe organizers to weather alerts. I search for new downloads pretty much every month and stock my computer with new wallpapers and themed digital post-it notes so forgetting things is a little harder than it used to be.

My Gateway laptop started to freeze, slow down, delete random files, disconnect from the internet and become too heavy about six months after I bought it. It was around this time that I considered going the Mac route. I have had very little problems with my computer, it's pretty light, and holds an internet connection. I still think its one of the best purchases I've ever made--besides my car.

You can wirelessly print to machines in other rooms. You can color code desktop folders. You can hold down the command, shift and "number 4" keys to take pictures of anything on your screen. You can have all your applications open at once without it being cluttered. You can close a program's windows without actually closing the program (so you can download stuff from the internet while the browser is closed). The computer comes with its own e-mail application which can import emails from your other addresses. You can download freeware, like word processors and presentation makers for free. You can video chat and take pictures with the touch of a button.

However, I suggest that if you do want to get a Mac you go big. Laptop's are nice for students, but when I'm out of college I want the ones with the big screens. You can have tons of windows open at once. You can watch a video while typing an email, while designing something in Photoshop, while downloading a program. You can watch movies like your computer screen is your TV screen. What you're going to be using your computer for is related to the size, not the type of computer to buy. So, instead of deciding on whether or not you should buy a Mac you should ask yourself which Mac you'd like to buy.

Once you go Mac you never go back. They are a lot of money, but last longer and come with more options--including AppleCare and troubleshooting services. I must warn you, it's a little hard to make the switch, but once you do it's totally worth it. You should go to the Apple store knowing why you want a Mac, you shouldn't have to ask the sales guy why you should be getting one.

I knew I couldn't remember everything because my MacBook has become inherent in my everyday life. So I asked my Mac friends to tell me their reasons for choosing one over anything else and here they are:

-No viruses
-Fast
-User friendly
-Pretty
-Easy
-Simple
-Logical
-Expands technological skills--Macs are becoming the standard in every industry
-Compatible
-Microsoft platform-friendly (you can still have Microsoft Word if you don't want to use freeware)
-Organized
-Reliable
-Nicer features

So there ya go. Walk into the Apple store knowing why you're spending those Benjamin's and enjoy your new toy, best friend, workspace, book editor, baby, other
half...

Things that bother me : #2

2009-02-09T23:15:00.002-05:00

Trying to turn the pages of a book that are stuck together, that are so stubborn you literally want to freak out because you just wanna read what's on the next page, dammit!

3 posts today. Here's number 1.

2009-02-09T23:10:00.002-05:00

So tonight I'm in the library and this girl starts dropping the F bomb talking to her boyfriend about how he shouldnt drink because he already has 3 DUI's and she shouldn't invest in a relationship where the other person doesn't give her the same respect. Now, I'm all for eavesdropping and people watching, but tonight I had to read a whole entire book, and analyze 2 lengthy articles, so, listening to her wasn't really on my "to-do" list. All I could wish was that after the conversation she'd say something to me to make it all worthwhile. I looked at her a few times, not like I usually look at people when I'm pissed they're talking in the library when I have massive amount of work to do. I just gave her a normal glance. But, I imagined her coming over to me and punching me in the face for even giving her the littlest look. She was pissed. I mean even I wouldn't have messed with her (I'm all talk anyway).

After the convo she came up to me and GM and said, sorry girls but I'm really pissed. She told us the whole story and it made it seem that more real. Not like it was ever fake for a second.

Then, I told GM that it's all my fault because stuff like that happens to me all the time. I just freaking keep on forgetting to write about it.

I'll remember this.

Also, this is my personal blog, so whoever you are reading this, I don't care if you don't like it.

Theory # 2

2009-01-11T01:08:00.003-05:00

Anything--whether a song, a food, a movie--can be ruined by just one thing.

If you threw up apple crisp once when you were little, you may miss out on it for the rest of your life.

If an actor has a horrible accent, the whole entire movie can be ruined.

If listening to a song reminds you of something you hate, it's ruined.

Theory # 1

2009-01-08T00:32:00.002-05:00

When you're listening to a song and you suddenly remember you want to hear another one, but you simply can't find it in your mind while the other one is playing.

It's very similar to when people can only see one side of things and absolutely can not see the other.

Is anything ever enough?

2009-01-06T21:42:00.005-05:00

My blog has been very inconsistent. I blame it on college life, but I think now is the time to take responsibility for my own actions. Hopefully I can write here more often. I used to be afraid of people knowing too much about my personal life, but no one reads this anyway so it doesn't matter. Yippee!

Things I want in the future:

-To wear cute pajamas every night
-To wear matching socks every time I wear socks.
-To eat three meals a day

Okay I have to interject here. This semester, if I'm going to eat three meals a day and kind of on a budget, I have some ideas for things I should by that can stretch out over more than one meal or can be snacks:

eggs.wheat toast.strawberry jelly.waffles.syrup.milk.cheerios.bananas.tomato soup.pasta.pasta sauce.veggie burgers.mustard.sandwich pickles.

I think that should be enough.

-To have a nice apartment

With wooden floors.lots of windows.lovely paint.a beautiful kitchen.plenty of entertaining room.cool furniture.funky artwork.a laundry system.crafty decorations.a flat screen tv.

I think that should be enough

-~~A Mini Cooper~~

Oh yea, I forgot to tell the story about this one because I've been in the darn thing everyday since I got her.

My mom and I have been endlessly searching for a car to replace my 186,000 miled Toyota Camry built sometime in the '90s, and we have been doing so for at least 3 years. Finally one day, my mom finds my dream Mini Cooper including color, on cars.com. She tells me to get on my pjs and come with her. We get to the dealer. On the way there my mom tells me she doesn't think it has a sunroof, which is something important to me in a small car, so I didn't get my hopes up (mind you I wasn't ready to spend my entire life savings on a 99% perfect car). Turns out it had one. I test drove it, called her Emma, and took her home.

-An iMac

I have a MacBook, but the screen is just way too small.

-My own business who's plans I can not reveal (but those close to me should know what they are)

-~~A stylin' bike~~

I also failed to mention that Santa brought me this.

-A Master's degree
-EZ pass
-A real website
-Netflix

I think that should be enough.

Things that bother me

2008-11-24T23:44:00.002-05:00

This will be an ongoing list as there are several trillion things that bother me.

#1 all time thing that bothers me:
WET SOCKS.

anyways, some others are:

-laptop should never be pronounced, "lab"top.

-EVERYONE always thinks they're better than everyone else at pool.

-there are always boogers or things that look like boogers smooshed in the pages of a 90's math book.

Books

2008-11-12T15:56:00.003-05:00

I find it very ironic that when I want to find out what the best books ever written are, I google it and books listing the best books ever written occupy the majority of my search results.

Fate

2008-10-14T21:16:00.001-05:00

I wasn't sure about taking this internship for the fall semester. I thought it would have been better to take it in the spring, especially because I really wanted to take a film writing class which interfered with the internship times. But, I took it anyway and hoped that whatever happens in my life was meant to happen.

So somehow it worked out that I got to have my cake and eat it to. Right after learning how to write for the screen, I head over to my internship. But, the other day during class, Prof G. tells us that we're lucky because he's retiring and the class won't be offered from here on out.

How's that for having cake you can eat?

When Faced With Your Dreams You Don't Always Follow Them

2008-08-19T01:34:00.002-05:00

My whole entire life, I thought I was born to write for a magazine. However, after going on the interview, and really thinking about my life in that field, I have come to the conclusion that it isn't really what I want. I don't care how many times people yell at me for changing my mind. I can't picture exactly what I'll be doing in the next 5 years. But I do know that saying I want to be in the magazine industry was just the closest field I could relate to my dream job which I haven't dreamt of yet. While I don't know precisely what I want to do with my life, I know precisely what I don't want to do. Although, I would like to write occasional reviews and articles, just not rely on them as my main source of income.

It's funny how something you wanted your whole life turns out to be exactly what you don't want. But I wouldn't have it any other way.

Things that are scarier than interviews

2008-08-05T22:33:00.003-05:00

As I prepare for my internship interview tomorrow, I can't help but recall even scarier situations in my life.

THINGS THAT ARE SCARIER THAN INTERVIEWS:
-Meeting any of my boyfriend's parents.
-My last interview.
-Being a passenger on an airplane during a thunderstorm.
-Seeing the look on my mom's face when she found out I was stranded in the woods for 8 hours and thought it was fun.
-Bad group project members.
-Public speaking class.
-Seeing ex boyfriends with new girlfriends for the first time, while being extremely intoxicated.
-Not being able to find your dog in the backyard.
-Forgetting to do major homework assignments.
-Having your car overheat when your cellphone just died and you don't know where you are.
-Having your car overheat in the middle of a thunderstorm.
-Having your car overheat. Period.
-Thinking a cop is going to pull you over (but then he gets someone else).
-Losing your flashdrive.
-Not having tampons when you absolutely need one (Especially when you spent your last 5 bucks to chip in for a 30).

I like this list.
But I still don't feel any less scared....

isn't it weird how people tell their romantic partners more than they tell their best friends?

2008-07-22T22:17:00.000-05:00

isn't it weird how people tell their romantic partners more than they tell their best friends?

becoming something

2008-07-20T20:26:00.003-05:00

I would be lying if I said I recently started to feel nervous about where my life is going. So I won't lie to you. I have been nervous about that for around 10 years now. I have so many interests which I can't seem to narrow into a specific area. If only I knew what my true life calling was, then maybe I'd be able to settle for something. The issue is that I am so picky with places I want to work. But it's my life and I don't want to settle, so I guess I'm glad I haven't been truly called yet. I was talking to Stephen on the phone and I was telling him about my problems at work this week. We were talking on commercials from Batman Begins. The movie came back on so we hung up and I started stumblin'. Unfortunately the image I had posted here was removed from it's host site. However, it was a picture of two neon light sentences. One said, something like, "Everything will be okay." I can't recall the second.
Only in my life.

Why do these weird things always happen to me?

2008-07-13T13:20:00.003-05:00

Like 2 years ago I wrote in this blog about something that happened to me. I can't really say it was something "weird". I haven't discovered the word for these things that happen to me. But I have decided that I need to write about them more often because if I don't, I will forget that they happened. Or I will forget the specific details which make them unique to themselves. Also, when I try to tell people about these things, they never believe me.

So here goes nothin':

On the way to pick up our friend Jon to head to NYC, I was telling Jessi about how I want to apply to a grad school that's pretty prestigious in the arts field. I told her how it's in the city. I also told her about another school in the same city, that will probably be easier to get into. We also listened to John Mayer (one of my favorite artists) and Jessi informed me that she knows someone who went on a date with him.

Nothing too crazy yet...

We grab Jon, hop on a train to NYC, hang out for a little and then head over to the Upright Citizen's Brigade Theater. The improv group is Death by Roo Roo.

They pick a person out of the audience, ask them about their family, then perform as that person's family for an hour.

First off, everyone knows that I am the perfect person to dicsuss fucked up families with. Come on now, I have 2 moms and 2 dads, 3 half sisters, a step brother, a step sister, a step uncle who's 11, an ex step grandmom who's 40 something, my stepmom is 15 years older than me who is 15 years younger than my dad...shall I continue?

Secondly, the guy they choose from the audience is a writing major (I am a writing major), more importantly, he's a writing major at the school I told Jessi about in the car.

Next, after Death by Roo Roo, was an open mic improv hour. Here, a kid stood up and talked about how he met John Mayer on the street. Also in this section, was an improv about Forrest Gump which is Jessi's favorite movie.

Seriously people. What are the chances that I would go to NYC on that particular night, at that specific comedy club and this happens?!?

I'll tell ya:

In my life, the chances are pretty high.

yeah

2008-06-26T22:46:00.002-05:00

blogs
Who decided that the key to a successful blog is constantly updated? Would you rather read a thousand entries that I just took a piss, or read a couple of entries that could change your life?
quality over quantity people.

hypocrisy
I don't claim to be a non-hypocrite. I'm a human. I'm allowed to change my mind.

pain
When talking to my friend about the pain of a break up, I told him I'd rather have felt the year long pain after breaking up with my first love because it was life changing and taught me lessons I will never forget than not feel any pain at all
Later in the shower, I couldn't stop thinking about how scared I was to get my eyebrows waxed

there's different kinds of pain

the dead
What if those people who claim to hold the ability to speak to the dead are really murderers? Maybe they conned their way into getting victims to relay information they could turn into questions that only the victims closest family and friends would know the secret answers to.

convenience
You should never ever make something a part of your life out of convenience

irony
How ironic would it be if I died, and the things i treasured just about most in my life aside from pets and people, were my writings, all of which stemmed from my very first real break up. They're all password protected. Sure my files are backed up...but my computer is also password protected. Who do you think knows the password?

OMG I had two different sections about death. Please don't even start thinking I'm some sort of goth...have you seen my color scheme?!?!

Missing out

2008-06-26T22:41:00.003-05:00

I think that a lot of you have been missing out on feeling extremely un-lonely. This because I have been afraid to write in my blog. Ever since pre-school I have had hardcore issues with copy-cats. Therefore, I will try to the best of my ability and have done so in my past posts, to cite whatever words I come across as the words of their original authors. No one under any circumstances may copy my personal words (usually uncited since they are my own) Nor may anyone under any circumstances copy my arrangement of cited and original material. All of these are punishable-by-law-conditions/terms of course, unless approved by myself for whoever as much as thinks about using anything published here as their own. Now that this bullshit is out of the way, here's what you've been missing out on.

Well, you're gonna have to read the next post because that's definitely not a "reader grasping" intro to a blog entry.

should this be considered a miracle?

2006-11-16T16:47:00.000-05:00

please read the post i wrote earlier today around 10:00 a.m. then, read the post i'm writing now...
I wrote the previous post at 10:00ish am this morning, i had Aesthetics class at 3:15. What did we talk about? John Dewey's Art as Experience What passage did we read from it? Page 18, which states:

Most mortals are conscoius that a split often occurs between their present living and their past and future. Then the past hangs upon them like a burden; it invades the present with a sense of regret, of oppurtunities not used, and of consequences we wish undone. It rests upon the present as an oppression, instead of being a storehouse of resources by which to move confidently forward. But the live creature adopts its past; it can make friends with even its stupidities, using them as warnings that increase present wariness. Instead of trying ro live upon whatever may have been achieved in the past, it uses past successes to inform the present. Every living experience owes its richness to what Sanatyana well calls, "hushed reverberations." (footnote to this: "These familiar flowers, these well rememberd brid notes, this sky with its fitful brightness, these furrowed, grassy fields, each with a sort of personality given to it by the capricious hedge, such things as these are the mother tongue of our imagination, the language that is laden with all the subtle inextricable associations the fleeting hours of our childhood left behind them. Our delight in the sunshine on the deep-bladed grass today might be no more than the faint preception of wearied souls, if it were not for the sunshine and grass of far-off years, which still live in us and transform our preception into love- George Eliot in The Mill on the Floss.) "To the being fully alive, the future is not ominous but a promise; it surrounds the present as a halo. It consists of possibilities that are felt as a possesion of what is now and here. In life that is truly life, everything overlaps and merges. But all too often, we exist in apprehensions of what the future may bring, and are divided within ourselves. Even when not overanxious, we do not enjoy the present because we suboridnate that which is absent. Because of the frequency of the abandonment of the present to the past and future, the happy periods of an experience that is now complete because it absorbs into itself memories of the past and anticipations of the future, come to onstitute an esthetic ideal. Only when the past ceases to trouble and anticipations of the future are not perturbing is a being wholly united with his environment and therefore fully alive. Art celebrates with peculiar intensity the moments in which the past reenforces the present and in which the future is a quickening of what now is."

i wish

2006-11-16T10:05:00.000-05:00

I wish it was easier to live in the moment. I really don't understand how that is possible. My whole life, all i think about is the future and the past and never the present. i hold on to the past like its a reality until i realize, the things in my past don't exist anymore and i've been living a lie. i just want the past to keep going and never die, because then i'll never live in a lie. the future messes me up vene more, in fact it makes me go insane. i think about all the possibilities of every situation and make myself crazy. there comes a point when you realize you have a certain amount of control in your life, and the rest is decided for you. i guess there's something wrong with me because i don't know when to take control and when to let fate decide everything for me. if we have the ability to control things, we should always control them. but if we have the ability to let go and let life run how it wants to, then we shouldnt take control. people say to take control of the things you can and let go of the things you can't but how do you know when you can control things and when you can't? i just don't understand.

my goal today is to try to live in the moment, i doubt it will work.

stupid stupid stupid

2006-11-15T15:37:00.000-05:00

yes it is true i love music. i don't know many people who hate it. however, right now im angry at it. i'm learning in my aesthetics class about how some philosophers think lyrics have nothing to do with making you feel an emotion, and that the actual music is what makes you feel things. other philisophers think music doesn't have anything to do with emotion but artistic forms. I think that music conjurs up feelings in people because of lyrics and actual musical form. At least, i know this is true for me. I'm going to use John Mayer as an example because i love him. The song comfortable, the live version especially, makes me cry almost everytime i hear it. it's not only because of expereience that i can relate to the song, but the lyrics make my heart swell and the mucial tone makes it burst. then, there's his song, dreaming with a broken heart which, while the music itself is sad, the lyrics are really what gets me. it sucks to admit it, but at the moment i can't pinpoint a song that makes me feel something from its musical tone alone. But i know there are plenty out there. Don't worry, when i think of one, you'll be the first to know. For now, i'll just have to trust in third eye blind...
yeah,

the four right chords can make me cry

only a few thoughts today.

2006-11-15T13:05:00.000-05:00

I'm pretty sure that when it's november 15th, it shouldnt feel like April 24th.
My birthday is April 24th so don't question me on what the weather is like on that day. I love my birthday, most people do. Parents usually tell you some interesting fact that happened when you were born like, it snowed 10 feet, someone was asassinated, something was invented etc.. My mom tells me that my birthday was the most beautiful day she has ever seen. haha. leave it to a mom to say that. But really I love my birthday. My birthstone is a diamond, I am a Taurus, and the numbers are 4/24. I like how those numbers look together. I think the numbers that look the best together are 42683. Call me crazy, but there are actually people who study numbers and their meanings. I saw it on a talk show once. This lady analyzed a couple's relationship based on their birthdays and their anniversary date. Apparently each number means something significant. Its obvious that this first blog entry is pointless and I am ranting about nothing. But I'm sure you have an image in your head of a really nice day. There's a lot of crap in my life right now, but there's a lot of good stuff too. Yeah, its my first entry and usually those are depressing and involve a lot of complaining. But for my first entry, I want to create the image of a really nice day. And I am happy.