Souled out

Fourth of July while everyone was heading down my way to the shore we headed their way to the city. I tend to flock away from the crowd. We went on a whim to go see Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band and the ever so beautiful Jenny Lewis play for free might I add in Battery park. One helluva a time. Caught some traditional 4th of July hamburgers at my favorite diner in the city, Good Stuff on 14th and 7th then trecked back to Penn Station for our lovely 2 hour train ride home. The second we pulled out of Penn Station we were greeted by fireworks lighting up the entire sky as we went from town to town. Terrific ending to a lovely day. Went back to Connors for wine and Benjamin Button and then passed out there from exhaustion. Tonight, Myself, Connor, and Sam went to Kayas Kitchen for some Hummus and Karma Wings which is buffalo sauced tofu. Nom nom nom. Then went to Point Pleasant to walk the boardwalk for a bit and drank coffee at OB diner which we ended up sitting at for an hour swamping hysterical lush stories. Friday night is mewithoutYOU and The Dear Hunter at the Bowery and I haven't been so excited in quite some time. I wish this summer would never end and we could just surround ourselves with eachother every second of everyday. Were going to be scatterplotted all over the map in just a little less then two months. Brand New really had it right when they wrote "Soco Amaretto Lime". Been singing that song for five years and now I really know the significance.

Michael Jackson ghost sighting in Neverland?

http://www.hispanicbusiness.com/news/2009/7/7/ghost_of_michael_jackson_caught_on.htm

Couple of neat photo finds.

Mikael Kennedy Photography, so peaceful.

A year ago tomorrow I would be leaving for the Bahamas.

Took this puppies on a throw a way camera

Time casts a spell on you, but you won't forget me.

Today I leave for orientation with my best friend Nikki and my mother. The first time we went to Rhode Island in the Spring we listened to Fleetwood Mac the entire trip. I'm positive we will be rehasing that today. I really am rather nervous/excited. Each day it keeps hitting me that one day down, is one day closer to college and I'm not going to lie, I will miss my hometown and my friends so dearly. But today at least I get to meet some people who are majoring in the same field as me and walk around the cutesy Providence! I just know that none of these people will ever compare to the friends that I have now. So Michael Jackson died on Friday and the world is going topsy turvey over it. I mean did we all forget that he molested little boys? and looks like a complete and total lunatic? or did I concoct that theory in my head? Farrah Faucet died the same day and no one is giving the woman who was gorgeous and battled with cancer for a long time any recognition. Poor poor Farrah. Anywhos I found great pictures around the web this morning.

She lives on Tisbury Lane.

Jersey Shore is having a rain delay for this summer. Mother Nature stop being a bitch and give us back Mr.Golden Sun, I want to stop looking like Casper. Tons and tons and tons of changes and my head is going to fall off. High school graduate, 3 months till college, friends are becoming distant. Life feels good some days then others feels like i'm going to sink into my bed. I really just want to enjoy life here in New Jersey before I leave for Rhode Island three days after my 18th birthday. So this is the daily blog countdown till College. I want to make a list of everything I want to accomplish this summer. Tons of DIY's and NOOOOO DWI's. Only problem is my two best friends are closed minded and feel the A.C. is better then the natural summer breeze or doing anything artisitc. I'm not wasting my summer. I will not be that girl.

I wanna go on a picnic

and kiss in the rain

Warning.

I suggest we learn to love ourselves

before it's made illegal.

When will we learn?

When will we change?

Just in time to see it all come down...

Those left standing will make millions

Writing books on the way it should have been

I cleaned out my cd cabinet in my room today.

Found that Incubus song that I would play repetitively on one of my old mixes.

You don't understand how excited old music makes me.

It's so funny how much I miss and love all this musical craziness.

Since my iTrip broke and I purchased an iTouch that wasn't even compatible too it

(my horoscope told me that night i got home with my iTouch that I was going to make an impulsive buy that i'll later soon regret. ha yeah.)

I need to put my cd player into use so these mixes will be lovely this week.

anywho last Friday my best friend Nikki and I went to the City to go to a Hookah bar

sheesh the City is really cracking down on underage peoplesss going into their bars.

Took us forever to find a place that didn't i.d. me or just didn't give a shit.

but anyway we caught the train in Matawan and it was packed so we had to squeeze in with a woman who was sitting by herself. She had a two torn shoulders so I helped her load her suitcase onto the overhead but there was no way she was lifting that herself. I found out that she actually lived in Brick (same as me) and normally catches the train from Manasquan. She was hysterical and very insightful. We talked about drugs, life, culture, and heritage. Then about a half hour into the conversation she told us she was really good at guessing peoples horoscopes so on the first shot she got mine and Nikkis. She told me from the second I helped her she knew I was a Virgo and that I'm the kinda person who is so a head of everyone else but would give someone the shirt off my back any day. She was right. I love how I can just start up conversation with anyone, not to mention she was meeting her son who is a model so we got to meet hands down the most gorgeous boy that I have ever seen. It was quite a night.

In the words of Forgive Durden

.....................Lifes finally looking up.

One of my old photographs.

My beauty supreme,

Yeah you were right about me. Can I get myself back from underneath this guilt that will crush me? And in the choir I saw our sad messiah; He was bored and tired of my laments. Said,
"I'd die for you one time but never again." Never again. Never again.



Thesethingshappensometimes.

I can dish out, but I can't take it.

I donated blood yesterday
They told me "good job kid you saved three lives today"
Skipped a few classes so I could "rest" but neglected to eat.
But you know me, I'm invincible to any situation and knew I'd be "fine"
I drove home from school, Camel in hand, Radio blowin' out the speakers
Came home to console my aunt who is going through an abrupt and sudden divorce
when all of a sudden everything went blurred
and a minute later I awoke to myself lying on my kitchen floor
and my aunt screaming my sisters name.
I passed out from lack of sugar.
If this happened five minutes earlier when I was driving,
I probably wouldn't be telling you this story today.
Guess I'm not that invincible anymore.

I've been doing a lot of rhyming lately
I am drawn to the lyrical rhythmmmmmm

In these parts I thought we'd never see leaves again.
Windows are being rolled down welcoming the warm breeze with open arms.
Bare arms, white from being hidden from winters cold.
Its the cutting of the red bow, the grand entrance to days that define life here on the shoreline.
Days aren't like they were though.
We move the clocks ahead an hour and days seem like they are flying by.
My youth is like sand running through an hourglass.
Half empty.
Future hanging over our heads and each recent event makes it seem so much closer.
It's here, in a few months we'll walk onto the stage of reality.
We'll throw our hats along with our memories.
We'll say our goodbyes and shed some tears and the next day it will all be cleaned up
and life will go on as if that night never happened.
We'll feel like strangers each time we come home.
So for now we just have to love and let love
before time tramples over us and were just apart of that
"high school story"

Take cold showers every day, and throw my life away.

I'm at my best friends house while she is recooperating and napping from the ridiculous night we had last night. Oh, how I love being a crazy teenager. I'm sitting on her chair and enjoying a bowl of Special K and watching Grease. I still can sit and sing every word to that movie.

It's crazy how leather jackets and leather/lamme leggings are in again.