sufjan and bloc party

well, don't i feel indie.

sufjan was amazing, just like i knew he would be. no one can make music like that and not be great live. between the outfits, the cheers, and the overall interaction between the audiance and the now love of my life i have to give that show an A. the only thing that is stopping the '+' from showing up is the fact that there was this annoying ass right next to us that kept making comments about every little thing. at the start of the show he asked me what was up with the costumes and looked confused when i told him they were cheerleaders saying "is it supposed to be ironic or is he sincere?"

i promptly moved three feet to the right and tuned him out for the rest of the show.

bloc party was phenomenal. i can't even begin to describe how excited i was for the show and once they started playing (after the opening band that refused to die) it reached scary proportions. and anyone that has seen me excited about something knows that i go overboard-- this was no exception. as usual stephanie and erin made fun of my dancing (or as they like to call it, my seizures) and rob learned it's not the wisest idea to stand behind me (i hit him in the chin with my arm). i was in a mosh pit for a total of 1.5 minutes and thinking back on it i'm happy with my decision to not go back in. A+

total cost:
sufjan poster with the illinoisemakers (free. stolen two weeks before concert)
sufjan stevens tickets ($11)
come on feel the illinois tshirt ($15)

bloc party tickets ($27. damn you ticketmaster)
block party tshirt ($20)
guitar pick (free)


totally worth having only $17 left in my bank account.

6 months ago, a year ago...

earlier today i looked back on what my life looked like 6 months ago, then 9 months, then a year, and then two years. i looked back at past entries from my lj and just general memories, pictures, whathaveyou and i was shocked to see how much had (and in some cases hadn't) changed.

6 months ago (to the day) i was on crew and had just gotten back from spring break training and all was right with the world, in more ways than one. i had just gone through one of the most trying times in my life and came out on the other side. granted my hands were raw with blisters and i had cried on one of the boats in the middle of a practice, but the overall experience made me stronger and pushed me to a point i didn't even think possible. i miss that motivation. i miss someone yelling and telling me i can do better, that i'm stronger than i think and that it's all in my head.

9 months ago was winter break and christmas was being celebrated at home for the first time in years. cheryl says it'll probably happen again, but this time with eric as the new addition to the family. i seriously hope this boy realizes what christmas is like at my house-- he's in for a surprise, that's for sure.

a year ago my latop was acting up and had to be sent to best buy twice, so for the first month of school i was without a computer and i was keeping up with all my work/reading. it's amazing what you can accomplish when you don't have internet access at your fingertips. currently: the damn thing has started acting up again and i'm behind in a ton of my work.

two years ago i was two months into fall semester of my freshmen year and thanking God everyday that i decided to do freshmen college summer experience. i thought i would be scared of school and moving away but it turned out it was all for not. i rarely visited home (which i still feel guilty about) and realized that i adapt extremely well no matter where i am put. a lot has changed since freshmen year and i like to think i'm a better person because of it.

do do do do do do do... (rebel, rebel)

the similarities between the charcter of richard gilmore and those of my father are striking. i mean, the same stubborn attitude is the most prevelant, but God everything else just screams my dad. not the bow tie, and maybe he isn't as proper OR well brought-up, but it's really very scary when i watch the show.

i need to start carrying my camera with me more. i've seen so many things that would make excellent pictures but instead of a camera i either need to write it down or keep staring long enough that i'll remember it for a while. i'm starting to think that my favorite spot on campus is right behind leconte on the far bench to the left (when you're looking at them, that is). it's in the shade and there's basically a tree (or is it a large weed) in your face. since the spot is wedged between the back of the library and the history building there's always a breeze, so i can read out there for hours and not get too hot.

nothing else going on. i need to stop procrastinating on work, though blowing it all off for the majority of the weekend was worth it. i'll most likely be attending this friday's krush girls again, but there's always the possibility of taryn's party instead (or maybe in addition to?). i'll be going to the game on saturday (my first, which i feel awful about), which josh may also attend. basically the rest of the week is catch-up with work.

oh, and i'd just like to take this opportunity that i love the brits. ESPECIALLY lauren, tarik, and rob. fucking hysterical. between maker's marks, learning how to say things with an accent, hearing "that's ace yea," and drunkingly singing "God save my fucking queen" it is never a dull moment with these guys.

the girl doesn't know what to do.

should she stay where she is right now or move on to something else? she's happy, but feels as if she's worn out the current situation and wants to move on--the last thing she wants to do is resent something she's come to love. but what to move on to? the possibilities are vast and endless. not taking this process lightly, the girl looks over all her options. she considers each one carefully but continues down the list, not happy with what she's seeing. when asked by her friend what she's doing the girl answers "trying to find something that will make me feel..."

"feel what?" the friend wonders.

the girl doesn't respond.

the girl shouldn't be doing this. there are other things that need to be taken care of first-- that she knows. but she couldn't deny herself this. once the idea grabbed hold of her mind it just wouldn't let go. over the course of the past two years her friends have given her suggestions and advice, information and actual evidence. everything they have shown her she has tried and loved more than words can describe. what would she do without these people in her life? she would still be in the dark, not knowing any better.

looking over her choices she knows it's pointless. she just can't do it. dismayed at her inability to make a single decision the girl forms another plan. after some time she finishes putting at all her options together and shuffles them, hoping the one chosen will be the one. it's a risk, but one she's willing to take.

she smiles, puts on her headphones, and hits play.

the sound streams into her mind and she closes her eyes.

this, she thinks, is what life was meant to sound like.

fifty four years young

happy birthday dad :)

we're just ordinary people

my mirror fell off the door today and shattered everywhere, waking me up and giving me a near heart attack. i'm thinking i'll do something with the glass later. i usually get in weird creative moods once in a while and i'm sure i can use the pieces for something.

finally finished my paper. this weekend was jam-packed with so much fun that i didn't have time for school, so thank God for labor day. kirsten's birthday party was a success and we're going to have another one for sara's 21st this weekend. location to be determined later. the meatballs were a hit, so i'll have to make those again. this one guy kept thanking me for them. lauren said he loved my balls of meat. whore.

and JOSH came. i was so glad to see him that i almost cried. it made me miss italy even more but i was thrilled to hang out with him, sizzle, and lauren. we (plus rainy) went to the grill and came back to jam a bit. just like old times, i swear.

saturday i didn't go to the game-- sold my ticket to british lauren and chilled with the aforementioned lauren and sizzle. we made KICKASS italian food and drank so-so wine and watched cathouse. for those of you who don't know, cathouse is on HBO late night and it's basically a reality show about the moonlight bunny ranch out in nevada. very entertaining and educational. a must see for all. airforce amy is a crazy bitch.

bought my mom and dad tickets to the uga vs. kentucky game. it's a birthday present to my dad and i know he's happy about it. i'm excited about them coming to visit now, but that's not until november.

other shit:
-red cross wants me to train before i can volunteer for them. they will call me whenever they have a session, which may be sooner rather than later.
-i need to get a job because i am broke. nneka mentioned that i should come visit her, but with the lack of funds i don't know if it's gonna happen.
-i can't wait for cold weather
-halloween is going to rock. kroger is already selling costumes.
-i'm really into witches and trials at the moment. fasinating stuff.
-season premiers are starting soon! which means i'll finally have a legit excuse for not doing my work.

it's only money...right?

i had a dream last night that i took everything in my savings account and donated it to the relief fund for the victims of hurricane katrina.

i wish i was that brave in real life.