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star wars rocks [Apr. 6th, 2005|10:16 pm]
Liz
[mood |chipperchipper]

1. YOUR PORN STAR NAME: Ginger Jocelyn
(Name of first pet / Street where you live)

2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: Milano Milton
(Name of your favorite snack food / Grandfather's first name)

3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME: Horizon Storm
(First word you see on your left / Favorite weather)

4. EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS: Cinnamon Paris
(Favorite Spice / Last Foreign Vacation Spot)

5. SOCIALITE ALIAS: Lizbith Alexandria
(Silliest Childhood Nickname / Nearby City)

6. "FLY GIRL/BOY" ALIAS: E Kle
(First Initial / First Two or Three Letters of your Last Name)

7. ICON ALIAS: Sharpie OJ
(Something Sweet Within Sight / Any Liquid in Your Kitchen)

8. DETECTIVE ALIAS: Puppy Sidwell
(Favorite Baby Animal / Where You Went to High School)

9. BARFLY ALIAS: Cracker Schnaps
(Last Snack Food You Ate / Your Favorite Drink)

10. SOAP OPERA ALIAS: Miriam Jocelyn
(Middle Name / Street Where You First Lived)

11. ROCK STAR ALIAS: Sour Patch Logwood
(Favorite Candy / Last Name Of A Friend)

12. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: Elkle Klcho
( First 2 letters of your first name and the first 3 Letters from your last name makes your first name. Take the first 2 letters of your mother's maiden name and the first 3 letters of the city you were born in for your last name)
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cliche for thought [Apr. 1st, 2005|11:04 pm]
Liz
I'm tired. Just tired. I can't tell if its being restless, or impatient, or the fact that I have no idea what's coming. It's that feeling you get, when you're looking at your bookshelf but can't find anything you want to read, or while browsing through your music, but can't find the song to suit your mood. It's all there, but you don't seem to want any of it. Or the times you lie in bed, rolling over, trying to think of anything else but what's on your mind. But for some reason, your heart is pounding and sleep won't come and you can't stop it.

Something needs to change. Now.
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school days [Mar. 29th, 2005|10:33 pm]
Liz
[mood |tiredtired]

It's almost sad, the lack of motivation I have. Here I am, 10:30 at night, and have not touched a book. Every class resembles a joke and frankly, I just don't care anymore. Most people would be happy with not doing any work, but not being challenged in class really bothers me. Every day in English class I ask myself why the hell I'm sitting in this chair, in this desk, in this room, listening to god knows what.

Whether the date says it or not, school's out.
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its so true [Mar. 28th, 2005|07:13 pm]
Liz
[mood |contemplativecontemplative]

You never know how much of an asshole someone is until you break up.

*re-update*
Nothing specific, I promise. Just thinking about how you see this one side of someone for all this time, the side that wants to please you and even your own side that just wants to make them happy. Its amazing how quickly that changes. Some of the people who I was once unbelievably close with... are just... gone.
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*** [Mar. 26th, 2005|11:55 pm]
Liz
[mood |lovedloved]

I AM IN LOVE AND ITS INCREDIBLE.

i SHOULD make this friends only because only my friends love me enough to read my ranting about how amazingly in love i feel. but since its so darn awesome, i want the whole world to know!!!

every time i see him, it just gets better. i haven't been this enamored with someone in god knows how long, and its... ahh... words cannot express it... i forgot how nice it is, just to lie with someone and feel comfortable, drifting in and out of sleep, content with everything as it is. i have no idea why this feeling has sprung up in such an outburst, but i love it.

at the same time though, i almost wish i didn't feel this way. there is a definite deadline when this must end and i can't help but count down the days until we both leave. i went though this countdown process once, when he left for OCS, but this time, its for good. the thought alone of that is actually heart wrenching.

i just don't want such a good thing to ever have to end. but i suppose all i can do is live in this moment and be more than content that there is someone out there who loves me the way i love him.
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it's decided [Mar. 25th, 2005|01:50 pm]
Liz
Washington University in St. Louis- Class of '09
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Spring Break Update [Mar. 23rd, 2005|04:49 pm]
Liz
[mood |cheerfulcheerful]
[Tunes |REM- End of the World]

Well... on Monday I had a root canal. Ugh, possibly the worst day ever. And didn't get into Haverford, but not too upset about that. It's too small anyways, 1100 people total? But oh god, the root canal was atrocious...

Yesterday was spent at the gym with DD and we had lots of fun bonding over chicken tenders at Franklin :) Oh dear, I had no idea about the rats at Smoothie Time, I feel so traumatized now... Went to the Phillips collection in Dupont in the afternoon and saw the Modigliani show which turned out to be really good. Very different, portaits, slightly surreal in my opinion, but I really loved it.

Today my family decided to be tourists :) My dog came to wake me up at 9:30 (which pissed me off a lot) and we all went to the NGA and saw the "Toulouse-Lautrec and Montmartre" show which was INCREDIBLE. I spent over an hour in the exhibit. If you haven't seen it, GO SEE IT, IT IS AMAZING!!! Then ate a pretty gross lunch but had gelatto... My dad wanted to see an IMAX movie, so we went over the Natural History museum and saw a room full of orchids. The IMAX sucked, it was about dinosaurs, but not really, and I wanted to smack the girl in the movie by the end of it. I did happen to buy some AWESOME panda ears in the gift shop.
PANDA LOVECollapse )
I decided to wear my panda ears all around the museum which really embarassed my dad.
Me: "Dad, would you still love me if I wore these panda ears all the time?"
Dad: "Are you kidding?"
And my mother thinks I look like an 8 year old in them. Fantastic.

I've gotten lazy about updating, mostly because the stuff I feel like posting isn't very interesting and the rest of it isn't really "share-able".

Did I mention that I hate our government?
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patriotism [Mar. 20th, 2005|11:30 pm]
Liz
Perhaps its just because I've watched yet another Frank Capra movie, but I've got patriotism on the mind. I suppose its also from a bit of a conversation with a certain person today, but I started thinking about how patriotic I am. Is it possible to love the basis and principles on which a country was founded, but not love many aspects of it today? I adore the USA and every good intention on which it was founded, but as many of you know, I loathe the way that its run today.

Do people even know what it means to be an American anymore? I hate how after 9/11 and the invasion of Iraq, "Proud to be an American" bumper stickers started popping up like dandelions. Why are those people proud? Because their great and powerful country just bombed the shit out of another country? Now THERE'S something to be proud of. Before 9/11, if you saw a random American flag, you'd give it a weird look, because patriotism wasn't something you had to outwardly prove.

I wonder now what it was like to be truly patriotic. The most patriotic men and women who ever existed, in my opinion, were those who fought in the Civil War. I'm not saying that the people who fought in WWII or other wars weren't patriotic or brave, but the Civil War was OUR WAR. Those men and women tore a country in half and then fought in order to preserve their beliefs and rights as a free nation. Nothing but unwavering, dediction and love of a country could cause people to sacrifice their lives in a cause like that. Heh, back when "defending your country" was ment literally.

Anyhoo... I wanted to write this because I've been thinking about future career paths, foreign service being one of them. As fed up with this government as I am, I feel like I'd be abondoning the country where I grew up. I remember when I was little, whenever I'd hear "The Star Spangled Banner" at a baseball game or something, I'd get goosebumps listening to it. I remember that in that moment, I was proud to be an American. Cheesy, I know. But the last time I heard it... there was no such effect. Disappointment followed, and I hate to think that this country itself is making me jaded.

I'm not sure where to stand now, but I'm sure as hell not going to let any politician convince me that I'm being "un-American" for questioning my loyalty to this country.
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whoaaa [Mar. 19th, 2005|10:44 am]
Liz
crazy night last night... must admit, don't remember too much from it...

except the peppermint patty shots. oooh the goodness...

i really hope i hallucinated certain parts from last night.

ow. my head.
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Its Academic!!! [Mar. 18th, 2005|10:29 am]
Liz
[mood |chipperchipper]

Okay, for all you Sidwell people, PLEASE come see the taping of "Its Academic" tomorrow!!!
11:30 am
NBC Studios on Nebraska (between school and AU)

Fun times are guaranteed!

Oh, and HAPPY SPRING BREAK!!!
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