Concerts, anyone?
Anyone going to see Dashboard Confessional at Krome on April 5th? So far I'm going by myself. I don't mind, but I just want to know if I'm gonna know anyone there...

Oh, we also got tix to see Incubus with Hoobastank on June 21st at MSG. I can't wait. :)

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Just a few thoughts:

How is it possible for a person to like someone soooo much, but yet that other person doesn't feel the same way back? They obviously have had to have spent the exact same time together, shared the same moments, same conversations, etc - But yet it's highly unlikely for both to feel the same about each other.

No matter how many times a person can learn a certain lesson, they always manage to make some of the same mistakes again anyway.

Have you ever noticed, that when you're in love and you get that wonderful feeling inside (The one that lets you know that yes, you are in love) it's the same feeling you get when someone breaks your heart, only it has a totally different effect on you? Think about that one for a while, 'cuz I've found it to be true.

If you like someone, there's no use trying to get them to like you. Be yourself, and if it was meant to be, then it'll happen. Otherwise you wind up doing or saying things you normally wouldn't, and once that person realizes that that's not who you are, you're most likely gonna get ditched anyway. Besides, you don't want someone who doen't like you for you.

When you're in love and the person you're in love with leaves you, there is nothing that can make you feel any better or make you forget any faster. People might say that you should see other people, but when you're truly in love, that is pointless. For example, if I got dumped and Wes Bently (The hottest guy ever) came up to me and asked to be my new boyfriend, I would have to decline because I would still be thinking about the person I'm in love with. Going out and taking your mind off of them works only for the time being, but there is the chance of spotting something to remind you of them, and once the distraction is over, you go right back to sulking. I know when your heart is broken you feel like nothing besides that one person can make you feel any better or help you get over your depression, but I speak from experience when I say, Time does heal all wounds. You won't believe it when you're going through it, but it holds true.





Ok, you may be wondering why I put all that up there, but it's just stuff I've been thinking about lately. Not necessarily stuff I'm going through right now, but stuff that I know some of my friends are, or stuff I've been through and have been pondering. I know I haven't updated in a while, but though there is a lot to write about, I haven't wanted to type it all out.

Sean and I got back together around the day I got home from Stevens last semester. (Did I call that or what?) I was going to take the semester off, but I didn't want to be a bum, so I'm taking classes at Ocean County College, (It's like 6th grade all over again! Is there no medium to this college madness?) and in about a year I'm probably going to transfer to NJIT or something. I'm still working at Emilio's, and I applied for a bartending job at a strip club nearby. :) hehe. The guy said he's gonna call me next week. We'll see about that. Right now I'm working to pay off all my Stevens Debts, going to classes 2 days a week, and spending the rest of my time with Sean - and sometimes Dave, Gerard, and Pat (and of course they're respective girlfriends). All my guy friends suddenly acquired girlfriends, and it seems to have affected our social life, as a group. Everyone wants to spend time alone with their 'bitch', and Sean and I are left with each other. If we weren't going out, we would probably have been forced into it anyway seeing as we would be the only 2 left that hadn't paired off.

Well, I'm off to bed. Work tomorrow, and Hoobastank concert on Monday night. sweeeeeeeet! BTW- saw Super Troopers last night. Laughed my ass off. I highly reccomend seeing it soon.

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Oh calm down. I'll write something when I feel like it.

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Blocks of Lyrics
Oh, I wanted to add some random, and always awesome, Dashboard Lyrics...


So this is odd,
the painful realization that has all gone wrong.
And nobody cares at all.


This is incredible.
Starving, insatiable,
yes, this is love for the first time.
Well you'd like to think that you were invincible.
Yeah, well weren't we all once before we felt loss for the first time?
Well this is the last time.


This is where I say I've had enough
and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.
A walking open wound,
a trophy display of bruises
and I don't believe that I'm getting any better.


There will always be
a place for you
in my heart.


So many high points on this last leg,
I can't wait to recount them.
It seems like nothing's happened
until I've shared them with you.


Youth's the most unfaithful mistress,
but still we forge ahead to miss her.
Rushing our moment to shine.


Making up a history,
it's nothing from the life you lead,
but man will they buy all your lines.


It's hard to explain how I am getting by
on so little from you.
It's hard to believe that I would let myself
get so wrapped in you.
There's got to be something that would
be worthwhile for me to give to you.
We need a connection but you
seem to push me far away from you.

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And so ends another chapter in my life... or not.
I had a long talk with Ducky the other night. He came over to show me something, and we wound up talking for a good 2 or 3 hours about everything on our minds. It really helped me sort stuff out in my head and it's nice to know that sometimes people feel the same way you do, even though you don't think anyone can relate to your 'unique' problem. We talked about how life isn't like TV, which is something I'm learning to overcome. I have this thing where I always compare life to stuff that happens in TV and movies - namely the happy ending bullshit. Even though I can tell myself that certain things just won't ever happen, my naive heart insists that they will, and I find myself upset when things don't get happy when they normally would if my life was anything like TV. Ducky and I also decided that life is one whole experience, not a single episode. On a TV show, there is usually a conflict, and then a solution, usually accompanied with that dammed happy ending. Then next week there is a new conflict or whatnot, which is usually totally oblivious to the previous week's events. Now in real life, when you have an experience or conflict, it is always a part of your life, no matter how final you think things may be. You always bump into that ex girlfriend a few years later on the street and then are faced with awkward conversation. While fighting with you parents, they always happen to mention all the times you happened to screw up before, in order to help their side of the argument. The past will always haunt you, sometimes not always in a bad way, but nevertheless... Anyway, life can more closely be compared to a book, with chapters. Try reading a book for the first time, but leave out chapters 2, 7 and 8, 12, and 18 and 19. Does it make sense? Probably not. The book usually refers to previous events and people, and without those chapters, the reader is left confused. When your finished reading a book (A whole book) it's like getting a whole experience - complete, solid, conclusive - not just a tiny piece of one.

You may be asking where I'm going with all this, and it might not make much sense seeing as it's almost 5am, but I get it. Kinda. Anyway, since I'm leaving Stevens on Sunday, I guess you can say I'm ending the Stevens chapter in my life. Of course it will be mentioned throughout my life, with me visiting, and having to explain what happened while I was here for a year and a half, etc. But it'll always be a part of my life. Be it good or bad. I'm really going to miss everyone. Coming to this school was a real turning point in my life for many reasons, and since I've been here I've changed so much, in so many ways and on so many levels. It's nuts!

Have you ever listened to Dashboard Confessional? If you're ever really depressed and your like me and like to listen to sad stuff when your sad, you should really listen to him. The stuff this guy sings about is the exact stuff that goes through my head all the time, and it's exacly how I feel. Amazing. Such emotional stuff. I get all emotional when I listen to Tool, but with them it's different. That's the music. Dashboard is all about the words and the feelings envoked with those words. Makes me cry. A lot.

I finished studying for my History of Science final a few hours ago. I pretty much skimmed through the entire book, reading a whole lot. I really learned a shitload in that class, and if you haven't yet, you should take that class with Prof. McClellan. The guy wrote the book, and he knows what he's talking about. The lectures are great, and I learned sooo much about the topic. I'm gonna kick that tests ass tomorrow. I mean, in 3 hours.

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Whoa! That Hungry "mood" girl thingy is madd creepy looking! What's up with that?

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Yeah, I'm pretty bored right now, but it's a happy bored, not a "I wanna shoot myself if I don't do something fun soon" bored. All the guys went to the PSK holiday dinner, and everyone else seems to be away. It's an ideal night to hooke over to my Aunt's house and eat normal food and chill with my cousins, but Cinco de Mustache (down in WCPR)is tonight, and I don't wanna miss it. I just finished cleaning my room, and now I'm just chillin listening to music. Speaking of music, Lou gave me my Christmas present, and it was a CD collection of all his tracks! I'm so happy - I love it! I can't wait to get home and put them in the big stereo in my parents room.
12 days until I'm out of Stevens. I'm kinda scared, but I'm keepin' the faith and trying to follow my instincts. People keep asking me what I'm gonna do when I get home, but I don't even know yet. Mom said that everything is going to be okay and we'll figure something out once I get home. I think she just wants me to live in the house again. She's one of those Moms that likes to have all her children in the same place at the same time so she can keep track of them. She's real cool with letting us do what we want, but even since I left for school she was always calling and telling me how much she misses me and stuff. Always checking up on me. You'd figure she would be used to it since I've been traveling since I was around 12 with all the activites I was involved in throughout school. It's nice to know she still cares about her 'first-born baby'.
The SUMAC show was pretty cool. Farliament Punkadelic didn't play since the drummer never showed up, which was a disappointment. The power went out for a few minutes, but we fixed it and the show went on without anymore problems. Worthless brought some of their groupies with them and they were rockin out while the band played. They got people up and skanking and moshing. It was a lot of fun. I can't wait to see what Ducky comes up with for next semester. SUMAC is one of the things that I'm really gonna miss once I'm gone. But I'm sure I'll still be involved somehow.
I don't have much more to say, but I figured I would write a little something since I haven't written in a while.

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Happy Birthday To Me!

The big one nine.

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Okay, so my birthday is Monday. I think a few years ago it lost all the excitement that that one day used to have. When I was little I would wait by the door for my guests, and now I begin to count how many people have forgotten. I don't want to spend my birthday alone, but it looks like that's how it's going to be again this year. Those of you who I talk to often know the one thing I want for my birthday, but as of now it doesn't look too promising. I'm so confused. :(

I'm going to make the best of these next few days off though. Hopefully they won't be the usual weekend at home.

Ugh! What's so wrong with wanting to make someone you care about happy? Doesn't any guy out there want that? What the fuck is wrong with you people...

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The Lodge's smoker was Wednesday night, and it was awesome. The theme was the seven deadly sins, and each room in the house was decorated to the max in order to make it kind of like a haunted house. I'm not going to go into details, but it ended in a huge food fight in the basement, after being pegged with water balloons outside by the brothers. When I got back to my room I had to take off most of my clothes in the hallway and jump right into the shower. I still had jell-o in my underwear (Thanks a lot Gay Jon). After I got all cleaned up, I went to put my nasty clothes in a bag and once I moved them, I got a wiff of some kind of nasty puke smell. It was so gross. After I managed to finally get them in the bag I threw them out the window and onto the grass 'till I got a chance to wash them the next day. I had Gay Jon bring his down too, 'cuz that smell was so bad. It was stuck in my nose for the rest of that night.

Anyway, I know this goes against everything I had posted in previous journal entries, but this is going to be my last semester at Stevens. :( A few weeks ago in class it hit me like a ton of bricks, I just didn't belong here. Last year during my freshman orientation I got this feeling like things weren't gonna work out, but I didn't see any reason to back out. By the end of last year I had really dug myself into a shitty hole with my grades and everything, and I had wanted to leave, but some friends convinced me to stay. After this summer I thought things were going to get better, and they did - a little. I just realized in order to get back on track here I would have to do so much more work than I'm willing to actually commit to doing. Also, it's too damn expensive.Besides, it's not my fault - it's this damn school. If you want to know why I chose to leave, just think about all the things that you hate about Stevens. That should give you some kind of an idea. As for the future, I don't know what's gonna happen. I know I'll be working this next semester, trying to make some money and get a decent car and shit. Then next year start school somewhere else, doing God knows what. But ever since I decided to leave, I've felt a lot better. My fencing coach is gonna kick my ass. Oh well...

Tonight I'm home. Thinking back on things, I should have stayed at school, but I haven't been home in a few weeks and I needed to get out of that damn bunk bed. I'm actually working tomorrow, but any money I make is just gonna be going to my mom for my cell phone payment. Eh.

Sean talked to me today. He decided he can't be in a relationship while he's dealing with all this stuff with his parents. I kinda had a feeling this was going to happen. I thought having someone to help you through something like this would be a good thing, but he prefers to be alone. Besides, I don't know what to say to make him feel any better about the whole situation. I just hope everything works out okay for him. Maybe we're destined to be one of those on-again-off-again couples. It's tough, and I'm gonna miss him a lot.

And that's all I want to say tonight. I could probably go on forever though.

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I promise I'll write soon...

I have a lot to write about, and I haven't been in the right mood to word everything correctly - if you can even understand what I mean by that.

I did see the hottest yuppie today. He looked just like Wes Bently. Mmmm, sexy...

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*yay*

Things have been pretty awesome lately. Thanks so much to everyone who has talked to me since my last entry. I feel so much better about everything, and even though I haven't forgotten, I'm living my life without fear. Hoo-ha!

I haven't seen my mom in 2 weeks! I miss my mommy. :( I'm going home Wednesday though, right after that whole cow shit thing for fencing. Joy. It's gonna be fun though, and I hope a lot of people show up. I'll be making a fool out of myself one way or another. At least come to see that, if not a cow taking a shit.

I'm not doing so bad in school this semester, but I seem to have involved myself in many extracurricular activities. I don't mind though, they're fun.
*SUMAC is taking off, and we're actually getting shit done. Our first official show is gonna be December 1st from 9-11 in Bissinger. We're in the process of figuring out which bands to get, so I'll keep ya posted. It's gonna be good though.
*Fencing takes up most of my time, and it's a pain in the ass having practices on Saturday mornings. Am I the only person who thinks that that is totally fucked up? This is the reason why I haven't seen my family in so long.
*IDC isn't such a pain in the ass. I had to do my first coffeehouse this Sunday, but it was just - set up food, eat it and watch TV for an hour, clean up. Not bad for getting first pick at housing next year. I hate having a roommate. It's not that she's annoying or anything, I just feel weird sharing a room with a stranger. I'm gunning for a single next year.
*Now I'm probably gonna get a radio show with Adam Parsons on WCPR. I've been hanging out over there and it's pretty entertaining. I can plug SUMAC, play some sweet music, and have fun for a couple of hours. Can't beat that with a bat.

All this while managing school work (Ha, as if I ever go to class- Class? What's that?) and maintaining a relationship with the boyfriend formerly known as quasi. Ohh yea...

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Okay, I HATE living here. I'm scared shitless. Even now with the window closed all the way I can still hear the planes and shit flying around outside and it's scaring the crap out of me. I don't understand how anyone else in this building can just go to bed like nothing is wrong and sleep fine. Even this weekend when I was home I had lots of trouble falling asleep. Sure I was tired as hell, but my mind was going nuts thinking about all the crazy shit that's going on and it wouldn't let me fall asleep. It's strange how I try to think logically about this and convince myself that everything is going to be okay, but my unconscious still forces my heart to race everytime I hear something outside. Argh! I'm so pissed off! I hate not feeling safe anymore!!!! I don't know what to do anymore. For the past few weeks I've been forcing myself to stay awake as long as possible and keep myself occupied until I'm so tired I pass out as soon as my head hits the pillow. It's the only way I can fall asleep without driving myself insane. I hate this. I don't even have a TV in my room so I can fall asleep watching cheezy comedy shows or anything else to keep my mind off of everything. And it's not like I can just go home. I don't know how long this is all going to last. I just can't tell Stevens that it's impossible for me to continue living on this campus and I can't go to school here anymore. People would just laugh at me. No one really understands how much this is actually affecting me. It goes way back into my childhood, and it's really hard to explain because it's mostly emotional stuff. But because of it, this whole war thing is really hard for me to deal with. I don't know what to do...

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TOOL
Okay, I've been promising everyone that I would write about the Tool show in my journal, since I refuse to tell everyone the same things over and over. Well, after going online and reading some reviews of both NYC shows, I can honesty say now that I would have like to have been at the second show instead of the first - Based solely on the setlist, which was my only peeve about the bands performance. The night I went the band played mostly newer stuff, and while thats fine, I would much rather have heard the songs that made me fall in love with Tools music in the first place. Eulogy, Undertow, Pushit, and Aenema were probably my favorites from the night. I was EXTREMELY disappointed that they didn't play Parabol before Parabola, mostly because it leads into the power and adds to the feeling behind the second half of that 2 part song. Kinda ruined the song for me. I was pleased to hear the Salival version of Pushit, rather than the one off of Aenima. Both are great, but it was something I didn't expect them to play. I was also upset that they didn't play anything from Opiate the night I went. Opiate itself is one of Tools best songs, and it was one of the first. It had been on every other setlist, except for the one the night I went. Ugh. I also have to state that opening up with The Grudge was awesome. The song has just the right amount of energy to start the show and build energy in the crowd.

Here's the set-lists I got from people who posted reviews. Don't know how correct they are, but it's better than nothing:

Night 1 (Oct 1st)
- The Grudge
- (-) Ions
- Sober
- Undertow
- Parabola
- Eulogy
- Mantra
- Schism
- Disposition
- Reflection
- Osseus Labrynt
- Triad
- Pushit
- Aenema
- Lateralus


Night 2 (Oct 2nd)
- The Grudge
- (-) Ions
- Stinkfist
- Forty Six & 2
- Eon Blue Apocalypse
- The Patient
- Pushit (not sure which version)
- Schism
- Disposition
- Reflection
- Osseus Labrynt
- Triad
- Parabol
- Parabola
- Opiate
- Lateralus

Besides the AWESOME music, Tool had some crazy visuals on screens. Mostly looped pieces from their videos and album art. For about a half an hour they had these 2 contortionists hang from their ankles high above the stage while Tool played. They were shaking and twirling around - probably one of the craziest things I ever saw. Pretty awesome. Some people may not have liked all the visuals and the screens, but Tool isn't about their self-images. They're about the music and the images that go along with it. And that's what was emphasized at the show. Maynard didn't say two words (besides the singing) until almost the very end when he told us: "Remember how you feel right now" and to be careful going home. This was right after Aenema and before Lateralus.

I think my favorite part of the entire show was at the very end, after they had finished playing, the entire band gathered into a huddle in the center of the stage (most probably congratulating themselves on another show well done) and then they turned to acknowledge the audience and bowed as a thank you. That was when it hit me hard : I just saw Tool, my ultimate favorite band. It was something to be remembered.

P.S. - I still wish I could have brought my Mom to the show! She's the one who got me into Tool in the first place, and she was the first person I thought of taking when I was getting the tickets. Unfortunately, she had her first sign language class that night and didn't want to miss it. Don't worry, I'll get her to go with me to the next one. :-P

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Sup kiddies... There are a few topics that deserve to be mentioned in my wonderful and widely read online journal, and I think I'll begin with one of the most recent: S.U.M.A.C! (or N.U.T.S.A.C. as Beauchamp likes to call it) For those of you who have no clue what that is I'll break it down for you real quick-like. The Stevens Underground Music Awareness Committee was just formed this year by the infamous Ducky. We're an on-campus club trying to get bands that aren't so well-known and signed to a not-so-major label, or garage bands that are starting out and looking for some recognition, to come play at our school. We're also working on getting their music videos on WEXP and songs on the campus radio station. Cool, huh? Almost everyone knows someone who's in a band that kicks ass but doesn't get any decent gigs or they don't have any fans besides their respective Moms. This is the perfect opportunity for them, and as a sweet bonus, we get to see awesome bands before they work their way up the music industry totem pole. Anyway, since I think this club is really going to be awesome, I decided I wanted to be a permanent part of it and became the official Public Relations Rep for the club. My first order of business is to make sure everything is clear for our first fundraiser, a car wash on campus. 'Cuz let's face it, the bands might play for free, but we still need cash for cop-rental, lights and sound stuffs, etc. I'll keep you posted, but if you're interested in joining the club, contact me or Ducky (TekkPunk), and we'll get you on the mailing list. The next meeting is Monday at 8.. I won't be there 'cuz I'll be at the Tool show *aaaiiiieeeeee!!!* but we'll be discussing the progress we've made and voting on a logo. Stop by and check it out... I think it's gonna be on the 3rd floor Howe.

I dyed my hair tonight, Darkest Brown. Don't know what it looks like dry yet, but I like it a lot. I wanted to go really dark for a while now, but figured I would wait till fall so I don't look like a jack-ass with dark hair in the summertime. I was gonna go black, but I read that it's wicked hard to go lighter after that, and they recommended going the darkest brown you can find instead. So I did. No regrets.

Some weird things have been going on lately, and I don't know what to make of them. I'm not really gonna openly go out and say what it is, but I guess some of you know what I'm talking about. (Quasi?) I guess it's a good thing - 'cuz I'm happy, but I'm confused. I'll just have to wait this one out. Boyz! geeze...


School is going okay. Still don't like it much, but what can I do? During my design lab today my partners and I were talking about that other thing we would be studying if we didn't go into engineering. Everyone in this school has at least one. The other major that you were totally considering before the serious 'engineering' thing popped into your head and dollar signs appeared. It's always something fun too. Mine is Marketing and Advertising. I hate shitty commercials with bad puns, cheezy mottos, flaky models, and plastic people (not literal plastic - you know what I mean). I would have rocked that shit. Too late now I guess.

Anyway, I'm gonna go to bed or something.
Question: Who is this reading my journal? Leave me a comment. I want a head count of some sort.

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Umm, yea. I got Tool tickets. How fucking awesome is that! Earlier in the year when they played to promote the new CD, I was reading on the unofficial Tool website all the commentaries on the shows. Some guys were saying how powerful and emotional the music seems when you see it performed live. I can't wait. I def. know I'm going to cry. When I saw Green Day for the first time live I didn't cry, but I was about to. I was more like in a trance, just staring at the band amazed at the fact that I was there, they were there, and they were playing the songs I love. And their music isn't even powerful like Tool's. It reminded me of how you see video of chicks at Beatles concerts - screaming and fainting and shit. Yea, that's gonna be me at Tool, only I'm not gonna faint, that would just be a waste of money. I'm just gonna be like "Holy Shit, I can't believe I'm here"... I'll probably say that about 50 times throughout the performance. When I saw Staind I cried, but because I'm able to relate to some of the lyrics so well. It hit home hard. Just listening to Tools CD's I get chills, I can only imagine the feeling I'll get to experience when I see them live. *yay*

Despite the recent horrible happenings, I've been having a good week. If I didn't have the mental image of flattened bodies and body parts lying on the floor from people who jumped from the 110 story towers in the back of my mind, I would honestly be able to say that I'm happy.

That's all for tonight...

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Wow. Okay, I know I haven't written in a really long time, but there is always so much going on that I think about writing, but I'm never in the mood to actually sit down and type about everything. I guess I'll start this entry with probably the first thing on my mind, and that would be the recent terrorist attacks. I'm not going to bother explaining what happened, but I will tell you where I was and when, and discuss how I feel about things and why. Yesterday (9-11-01) I wasn't supposed to have class till 3pm, so I had planned on sleeping in. Around 9:20 I was awoken (is that even a word?) by my friend Adam. After I yelled at him for waking me up early on my sleeping in day, he told me to put on a shirt and come outside with him. I kept asking him why, and he wouldn't tell me, except he kept stressing the fact that there was something I had to see with my own eyes. On the walk out to Castle Point, I asked if it was the end of the world, and to my surprise he actually answered "It could be". As we cleared Jacobus and I got my first glimpse of what he was talking about, I was speechless. All I could think of was, "It was an accident". But when Adam began to explain what had happened (This was after the second plane had hit) I realized what was going on. After just staring at the mindblowing image for a few minutes, I decided the worst was over and headed back to my room. While inside I began watching TV with a few friends who live on my floor. As I watched the screen and listened to the news people talk, the live broadcast of the buildings began to change. Wait a minute, this is live! Before the news people even knew what was happening, I looked out the window to see the first building crumble. Holy Shit. What the hell was going on? I didn't think that would have happened. Then later back in my room I was talking to my Dad on the phone. Just as we hung up, I heard screams from outside again. I look just intime to see the second tower fall. Now I know everyone has seen this hundreds of times on the television, but I saw it with my own eyes, out of my own dormroom window - Just across the Hudson river. Being that close to this disaster was definetly the scariest thing that has ever happened to me. It hit me hard. All day it was as if I was in a trance, replaying what I saw that morning over again in my head. Another point I wanted to make: I was just over in those buildings earlier that week. Beauchamp and I went into the city one afternoon to get some computer supplies, and when we got off the path at the WTC, I told him that I had never been there before. He was shocked and was really cool about showing me where everything was. He asked if I wanted to go to the top, but I said we'll have to come back another day and do it. Guess that will never happen. As we walked out into the pavillion I was in awe. It was the coolest hangout spot! I mentioned to him how I would love to come do my homework here or play hacky sack with some friends from home. After we bought what we came for, we headed over the Krispy Kreme next to the buildings and ate them while wearing Krispy Kreme hats on a bench in the pavillion. Thinking about what that area looks like now just sends chills up my spine. I just continue to say prayers for all those who are suffering as a result of this attack, as well as the rest of us left here on earth. I hope the USA gets those motherfuckers back, hardcore.

Also, even thought I didn't directly know anyone who was in the building or was killed, I'm really shook up about this whole thing. It all goes back to when I was a little kid. I was worried about EVERYTHING. During the gulf war, I was going nuts. I was afraid of rediculious things, like spontaneous combustion, monsters, and tidal waves. The end of the world and war is just the worst thing I could ever imagine. When these events happened yesterday, it was as if I was sent back in time, and all that day I was a scared little kid again, with no where to hide.

In other news, the 10th was Roach Steve's Birthday! He's a whole 20 years old. Old Foagie! I'm going home Friday afternoon to get more stuff for my room and some dressup clothes for the Lodge's semi-formal on Saturday night. I'm really looking forward to it and I hope I have a good time. I also have some AWESOME new ideas for piercings! The next one I want to get as soon as Friday night when I get home. It's going to be a horozontal surface piercing underneath my bellybutton. If you don't know much about piercings, it's going to be tough to visualize, but now that I know I want it, I'll def. have it soon and I'll show you. Yeah, I'm kinda at laundry night now, so I'm gonna go mingle for a little bit. No class till 12 tomorrow! I *heart* calc recitation. Okay, maybe I don't. Anyway, PEACE - and this time I mean it.

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My dick is so big...
Only a few more days! With each day I'm getting a little more excited about leaving for school. There's not much that I'm gonna be leaving behind here at home, but the little I am leaving I will surly miss - but DEFINITELY NOT WORK!

Speaking of work, I was thinking while I was at work the other day. When I become all famous and shit for being a chick that designs phat cars - I want to do an interview and layout with, say, Maxim or Stuff... LoL. That is, if I don't get any fatter or super ugly in the next 10 years...hahaha

And, when I graduate from Stevens I'm gonna start a scholarship for little fuck-up kids like me who vow to do better...


Anyway, there isn't much I wanted to say, but I thought I would write in my poor neglected journal! I'm going to Great Adventure with the kids again tomorrow, it's gonna be our last trip. I'm gonna miss those kids. I'm gonna have to remember to bring a camera...

Roach Steve called and woke my ass up this morning (I mean, afternoon). He stopped by and chilled here for a while and had lunch w/ me and my family. He was on his way back from dropping his bitch off in Seaside at one of her friend's beach house or whatever. It was awesome to see him again. :) Roach reunion!

Oh yea! All the Beta pledges became brothers! I just wanted to give a shout-out to all my new Beta boys! I *heart* Beta, can't wait to party with you guys again! I'm so proud of you all- You've been to hell and back, but you've made it! Congrats!

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Nothing interesting enough to mention here is going on in my life right now, and maybe after I write about what I'm writing this enty on I'll mention a few more things that piss me off about people at work. (Can you tell, I just finished reading Al's work stories? lol)
First of all, I'm pretty happy and excited about going back to school. I finally got a room to live in, Hayden 225, with some chick named Linda Joisil. Anyone know who that is? I didn't want to live in Hayden at all, but oh well. Maybe I'll try to find another room when I get to school. Also, I called the NJClass Loan people, and my loan has been approved. *yay*. So now I'm all set for this new school year. I'm planning on making it my bitch. And since I've been working so damn much, I have a lot of money saved up for non-pierce food and concerts and movies.

Hey, the other day I bought an awesome Victoria's Secret Bra! I love it! I just thought I would mention it. It made my day.

Ok, some work rants...
1. I HATE when parents hit their kids in the restaurant because they aren't behaving, OR when the kids are doing something like running around the tables and the parents say, "Ok guys, sit down before the lady yells at you/gets mad!". They're making ME look like a bad guy.
2. I HATE when fat people come into the restaurant, order 2 of everything on the menu, and then get a large DIET coke. "Make sure it's diet, and don't forget my lemon!" Are you fucking kidding me? Does that make sense to anyone else? Am I missing something?
3. Okay, here's a scenario. A couple orders 2 Early Birds, and I bring out all their soup and salad and stuff, and their food is all ready to bring out. Let's also pretend the woman got a side of pasta with her Special. I go in the back to grab a dinner with each hand. When I get to the table and place the dinners down, before I even let go of the plate, the woman HAS to say, "Don't I get pasta with this?" Well, let me see lady, I guess I should have grown that third arm out of my ass to carry that pasta out with your goddamn dinner! My Bad!
4. I HATE when people ask for more bread, and I go in the back to ask the cooks for another loaf of bread for a table, then come back out to clean off a table or something that has to be done. The table that just asked for more bread (15 seconds earlier) asks, "Are we getting more bread?" WTF? Didn't I just say I'd go get it for your fat asses? Of course I have to reply, "Yes, I put the order in for an extra bread and now it's in the oven warming up. It will be out in just a minute." These are the same people that scream if they're bread isn't hot enough.



Ok, I just got home from work so I'm gonna go take a shower and go out for a bit. Sorry I haven't been writing! I can't wait to see everyone back at school, I miss you all! 'Specially my beta boys. :)

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Yea Yea, I know I haven't been keeping this thing really up to date, but I have been soooooo busy lately. I've been making a hellova lot of money, but I'm getting sooooo sick of the idiots that I have to deal with. I'm not going to get into it now because I'm too tired. Oh yea, and I still don't have a place to live at Stevens yet...

Is this the end of Steph's LiveJournal days? Tune in next week for:

Journal Jumble or The Longest Entry

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