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Alumni Weekend

2006-01-30T17:38:00.000-08:00

When Driving Home

2006-01-23T15:43:00.000-08:00

When driving home in the rain try NOT to get behind a car that...
*has no brake lights
*is more rust than car and has a killer exhaust that takes 10 years off the ozone every time it is driven
* has a "equal rights for wearwolves" bumper sticker AND Jesus on the Cross covering their entire back window
*that goes 18mph...maybe it goes faster when it's not drizzling

one of THOSE songs....

2006-01-23T14:47:00.000-08:00

O.k. so everyone knows (esp. girls) that there's a list of songs that you should listen to when you're going through a personal drama (aka PMS, breakups, being lonely, or just plain feeling sorry for yourself). I became very familiar with this list the year after my college graduation from about June to March. I like to refer to this period as "the Dark Ages". This is where I dyed my hair almost black, layed in bed till about noon and only woke up to lay out or go to work. I moped around missing people and just felt hurt in general.

Now this almost sounds like clinical depression doesn't it? Nope, not quite..it was just my quarterlife crisis mixed in with a little personal drama and the what am I gonna do with my future question. But anyways, during the WORST PERIOD OF MY LIFE EVER...I came up with my sappy song list. This list included
-REM, Everybody Hurts (need I say more?)
-The Killers, Replacable
-Coldplay, Fix You (although this album wasn't released until like June when I was a much happier camper...so I didn't get full moping usage out of this song)
-Dashboard, For You to Notice
and last but not least
-Celene Dion, All by Myslef

and there's my OH GOD, POOR ME LIST! Feel free to use it on a bad day.

If you're on a road trip...get gas, know trucker mouth and speak hillbilly..oh and have AAA and an Ipod!

2006-01-22T19:08:00.000-08:00

O.k. so a road trip is a super fun thing. When people hear the word "road trip" they don't go ugh or make a face like they often do when they hear the word um...."dentist" or um..."nickleback". Anyways my point was road trips are fun.

With that, let me some up my previous road trips. I went on a trip to New Hampshire with Marci which resulted in the worst snow storm like ever...we almost died. The following road trip took place over a year later to New Hampshire with Marci again...result, the car broke down on the Mass. Pike and we got towed to some random town in Mass. O.k. so there was a lesson here, don't go on road trips to New Hampshire with Marci.

So I totally move down South and decide to go on a road trip to Charleston with some new Southern friends...result....THE TIRE EXPLODES. This leaves four girls to walk along the side of the highway while scary people pull over to talk to us or just plain honk at us until the sketchy tow truck driver comes. I have sit next him while stradling the big stick...GROSS!

Well my latest road trip was no different. On this road trip Maude and I were driving from South Carolina to Georgia. The trip was going smoothly until I noticed that Maude's gas light was on. "Oh hey Maude, your gas light is on"..."Oh no problem we'll get off at the next exit"....it went just like that. Well as soon as that was said we hit the worst traffic LIKE EVER! While sitting in traffic for two hours without moving an inch..we start to get a little concerned that we might soon run out of gas....hmmm....YOU THINK?! Now we always follow the rules (stop laughing) so you must understand how hard this next part was for us. We then proceeded to drive down the emergency lane past all the other traffic to the next exit. This was smooth sailing until this dumb ass truck was blocking the lane. It was a truck so we then proceed to use our "trucker mouth" (seems logical right). While yelling out the window curse words I didn't even know that knew we make it to the exit. And may I let you know that whilst this was going on I did not lose my sense of humor...while Maude was screaming out the window that she "JUST NEEDED TO GET OFF!!!"...I did find the humor in that and found it in me to laugh.

When we finally exited we then went to the craziest gas station in rural Georgia. It was right out of a scary movie. We got gas while hillbillies whistled at us and said things to us in hillbilly language (which I don't speak). As if that wasn't bad enough we got in line to use the restrooms while some more rural Georgians (who looked like they belonged in a Simpson's episode) told us about some old back road.

GREAT...BACK ROAD IT IS!

So about this back road....we started to think it was a bad idea once it started to resemble Texas Chainsaw Massacre. When we finally saw an old farm house we decided that would be the one that we would run to once the phsyco murderer somehow gave us a flat tire and chased after us. Of course me being the good friend decided I would be the one to run all the way for help if Maude just let herself get caught to distract him. Of course she didn't know this at the time but she prolly does now. Welcome Maude.

But at last I am writing this blog meaning that we didn't die on the back roads of Georgia. We lived to tell about it...thus I am telling the story.

And While I'm At It....

2006-01-21T18:40:00.000-08:00

*HUGZ*TO THE ELMIRA CREW

P.S. I Hope You All Had a Friggen' Wonderful New Years

2006-01-21T18:20:00.000-08:00

3 Cheers for Recovering My Blog!

2006-01-21T18:10:00.000-08:00

O.k. so I know I havn't updated my blog since Halloween...that's because I went through this stage where I decided I was too cool for a blog. However, everyone is entitled to be shallow and change their mind. For example, when I was highschool I made the statement that I would never be caught wearing capris (who would buy pants that were too short on them?!).

For a long while I feared that you would all be deprived of my blog for like ever and ever. This is because when I tried to sign in I realized I had not only forgetten my username but also my password...luckily for you (the reader..aka like 8 of my friends) I discovered this button on the bottom of the page that said they could email you your long lost blog information...this only took me an hour to see that (i'm both blind and forgetful).

Anyways...yay for the blog being back...it's like discovering $5 in your pocket isn't it.

Happy Halloween....no, I'm not supposed to be a whore!

2005-10-30T15:38:00.000-08:00

Wanted

2005-10-25T20:14:00.000-07:00

* a red lacoste polo (to go with my pink and white one to wear with my jean skirt)
*free plane tickets for everyone that matters to me
*an opportunity to go to a Coldplay concert
*my parents to visit and to bring Avery
*time on the beach
*vacaton....not to anywhere in particular...just to have days off
*an oompa loompa
* to have the ability to travel back in time and fix everything even if it was only going back a year
*to backpack Europe with my Elmira Crew (hell that would be one crazy trip)
*to go with my free plane tickets..... (a vistor to come vist me every other week)
*to get rid of my trust issues
* an FCUK/J. Crew/Banana Republic/Guess/Urban Outfitters/Anthropology shopping spree
* a boy that always wore man perfume and stinks pretty 24/7
* and a goose that lays golden eggs

that would make me happy for now

With Friends Like These...

2005-10-19T15:30:00.000-07:00

Here's what happens when you and your friends have some spare time and discover a new site

p.s. Kristen, I could never be as skany as you

Happy 23rd Stink!

2005-10-16T14:45:00.000-07:00

To my friend Stink: Thanks for being a friend for almost 6 years now. We were forced to be friends...thrown together in some random ol group in a college full of beanies. I wouldn't change it for the world! Happy Birthday to one of my best friends in the entire universe.

you're pretty special

The Best Day I Ever Spent at The Mall

2005-10-15T13:18:00.000-07:00

So today was quite possibly the best day I ever spent at the mall. It started off with a trip to Victoria's Secret....(btw. I do love their Pink line and the IPEX bra is AMAZING). Maude got a new IPEX bra...not the uplift kind but the other...cause Maude has really big boobs (I bought the uplift cause I don't have really big boobs). From there I went to Abercrombie where I sprayed my bags with man perfume (to make myself feel better about the lack of one) and bought a pair of discounted pajama bottoms that will look REALLY cute on me.

After Abercrombie (not to be confused with abercrombie which is the kids store) we went on to Belks where they had the best cosmetic line ever (it's called benefit... www.benefitcosmetics.com for those who care) and I also found out that Belks sells Lacosste, which although I couldn't afford it today...put a real smile on my face knowing it is there.

Although I might sound incredibly shallow after this entry...this mall trip made me happy.

i don't want my poems in your crappy blog

2005-10-11T19:18:00.000-07:00

Andrea, andrea quiet and meek
Andrea, andrea smile so sweet

She graduated college
With a wealth of knowledge

Now down in S.C.
Desperately missing E.C.

She has a real big girl job
Probably connected to the mob

Hopefully they’ll find a use for her
Don’t ever call her Lucipher

The devil in training she is not
Although she is pretty hott

Her tatas she will show
But to her webcam you must go

Her prince will be one lucky frog
So pay attention and read her blog.

-A Poem by Ryan "Hottguy" McCluskey

Concrete Floors and Broken Hearts

2005-10-11T16:40:00.000-07:00

I'm always assuming the worst
But you're going on none the less
And there's nothing to cushion your heart led fall
Letters from further away
Keep pulling me close to home
And they're something to cushion my callous sighs
And I know that you hope forLonger goodbyes
Embracing for foreverAnd falling in your eyes
In your eyes
Your eyes
Pouring over photographs
I'm living in your letters
Breath deeply from this envelope, it smells like you
And I can't be without that scent, it's filling me
With all you mean to me
To me
Continually failing these trials
But you stand by me none the less
And you won't let me sink though I'm begging you
I'm begging you
Phone calls from further away
And messages on my machine
But I don't ever tell you this distance seems terrible
There's no need to test my heart
With useless space
These roads go on forever
There'll always be a place
For you, in my heart
So I'll hit the pavement, it's gotta be better then waiting
And pushing you far away cause I'm scared
So I'll take my chances and head on my way up there
Cause turning to you is like falling in love when you're ten
-Dashboard

Better Have You Naked By The End Of This Song....

2005-10-10T16:23:00.000-07:00

In Response ( a mind ramble continuation to netsirk)

2005-10-09T16:47:00.000-07:00

*I'm Catholic but don't believe in all the rules
*I do believe in God
*In a perfect world, there would be two St. Patrick's days and no Valentine's day
*I'm well behaved most of the time
*I pay too much for anything that involves clothes, my hair or my teeth
* I drink too much coke
* I'm a label whore
*I think a guy with a British accent is beyond hot
*People who don't know the proper usage of the words "to, too, and two" irritate me
*Country music bothers me (but I love my friends who like it )
*I want my parents and my Avery cat to live forever
*The year after graduation I got drunk and played strip poker (and I don't know how to play poker)
*I'm easily swayed by peer pressure
*I've flying anxiety but wanna see the world
*I found my bridesmaides at Elmira College
* I think Colin Farrel and Jude Law are total assholes but I'd go out with them in a heartbeat
*I'd spend a good week crying over the lack of returned phone calls from Jude Law or Colin Farrel
*A guy that complements me makes my day, a guy that over complements me is cheesy
*in the movie the Notebook, I would've picked the lawyer
*British bands do it best

Why I miss Kristen Heck...a little

2005-10-07T16:22:00.000-07:00

*When Kristen Heck was my neighbor I was kept on my toes and alert at all times...I never knew when I needed to make my next bitchy comment.
*I got full use out of my mitten gloves (they kept my hands warm while allowing me to flip off Kristen at the same time).
*I could say sentences and words like..."I hate you, you're going to hell, bitch, whore, slut and skank" and never feel bad about it.
*My away msgs. always made me laugh ex. "dinner with the girls and that bitch Kristen"But

when all is said and done...she's still my favorite bitch of a friend and she did get me a pony, Kristen...I miss you skank.

"Come Crazy Peeps"

2005-10-06T22:30:00.000-07:00

So today at work, one of the girls asked me...and I quote...

girl: "You know that commercial with the dancing elephant?"
me: "yes"
girl: "how do you think they taught the elephant to dance like that?"

KOOL KID

2005-10-05T19:50:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry but I'm just thinking of the right words to say.
I know they don't sound the way I plan them to be.
But if I have to walk the world and make you fall for me,
I promise you, I promise you I will!

MY BIG FAT GREEK FEST

2005-10-03T16:46:00.000-07:00

24 Years

2005-10-03T15:28:00.000-07:00

So tomorrow is my 24th birthday. It's crazy how much time that really is. I mean, I've been alive for 24 years...so much has happened in that amount of time. If you sit and think about it though, you really don't remember most of it. Like you don't remember all the dinners you had, all the shows you watched etc... What you do remember are the things that really made an impact in your life. These things can then be placed into 3 categories....great things (that truly made you love life), things that you're indifferent about (you don't know what to make of them, but you will never forget them) and just plain horrid events in your life that you walk away taking something from them. With that, here are my 24 years in a nutshell

Things I am indifferent about (but made some sort of impact)
*food poisening incident of 2003...this would normally be under horrid but I had a really cute Scottish ER doctor who told me my bellybutton ring was cute
*the most boring day ever (seemed horrible at the time, but I would give anyone of my good days now to spend a day with those people again)
* "no sweeping exit or onstage line can make me feel bitter or treat you unkind" (go ahead and go)
*Dad reading my grandma's Euligy (seemed so painful at the time but yet it was really touching)
*6/6/04
* "bring your food back here and I'll eat with you" (one of the most difficult days made a bit better by a sweet gesture)
*my internship and the guy with the ceramic boob creamer (wtf)
*almost dying with Marci like 3 different times (what doesn't kill you will only make you and your friendship stronger)
*9/11 (sophomore year...gettin' ready for anthropology)
*the days diana and jkf jr. died

Horrid Moments that traumatized me....haha
*failing my road test and telling my dad I was never gonna drive and threw my car keys out the window...got yelled at the whole way home while I cried
*holding my Whiskers cat before putting him to sleep
*the worst cold of my life
* "don't tell me friends are the ones that I lose, cause they bleed before you" that term/that day
*2/12/05
* the day Miss Judy dressed up like a clown
* St. Ann's (all of 1st and 2nd grade)
*"lean on me" 5/04 (that really bad day)
*flying back from Fla. in that storm (age 12, brought about a fear of flying)
* peeing my pants in kindergarden
*throwing up in Earth Science
*being forced to swim for gym class in 6th grade (can we say gross and scuzzy?)
*being told I had to get braces a second time

Days I'd live twice if I could
*that weekend in Oct. ,senior year of college at my aunt's house with you guys
*every single St. Patrick's Day
*that summer we all had the beach house
*Big Giant Tropical Drink Night 2003
* that random night.
*16 years old and going to Europe for the first time
*term 3 in the UK
*wine tasting with my Elmira Crew 7/05
*Myrtle Beach
*12/27/93
*term 3 with my Tray-ler (junior year/ wouldnt' trade it for the world)
*Karaoke wth the Maude to Sister Hazel
*the big winner of the Hula Hoop Contest in 4th grade
*the ice storm when we had the whole week off of school
*" I don't think you're a whore, I just want you take off your shirt" ..yeah that night
*making those stupid movies with you guys
*Cirlce Parties
*my aunt singing the beatles you say it's your birthday to me every year on my birthday for as long as i can remember
*Christmas with my family
* "i'd waste all my time with you"
*sophomore year singing every night before bed (destiny's child say my name)
*everytime I'm introduced to a really good band, Iknow exactly what I was doing when I heard them for the first time (Coldplay, Dashboard and yes, New Kids)..wow my music taste has changed over the years

there's def. more...but not a bad start for a lifetime

Dreams DO come true!!!!

2005-10-02T16:10:00.000-07:00

The Pony I got for my birthday....big thanks Princess

"No Wood, Is No Good"

2005-09-29T18:19:00.000-07:00

Right now I'm sitting here at my cubicle at work. I'm writing this blog entery on a piece of lined paper (which is giving me flashbacks of the late 90s , a.k.a. highschool). *background noise* There is a radio advertizement on about erectile disfunction. The slogan is "No Wood, Is No Good"....excellent. There is nothing to do!!!! The people in the cubicles behind me have made up this name generator to pass the time. My name is Ceesy Potty Duncan (which they have called me since 9am, it's now 1:52). How did I get to this point you ask??

8:32am

So I was sitting at my cubicle at work staring at a stack obituaries and a sign that read "love makes all things possible" (oh the life of a hospice worker with a history degree). Anyways, I showed up to work and went to sign onto the computer to work on bereavement write ups and found out that the whole computer system wasn't working. At first I was like "yaaay now I don't have to work, but that quckly turned to what can I do to "look" busy. The people in the cubicles behind me were eating a big ass breakfast complete with grits, ham and bacon. I didn't fell comfortable enough to slack off that much, plus I promised myself I wouldn't pick up a southern eating habbit while living down here (no grits and fried food for me thanks)

Anyways, back to the "love makes all things possible". Somebody must've left that sign behind in my cubicle cause that surely wasn't something I would have up . Far too cheesy for me (yes, too cheesy for Cheesy Potty Duncan). Plus I don't believe in that sign.

Does love make it possible to fix my computer?

Does love earn you money? (only if you're a whore).

Besides, if you open yourself up you can get hurt. You know, like that song
"anyone who can reach you, can hurt you or heal you...anyone who can..."

O.k. so I didn't finish my deep thought cause I was being taught how to do a death chart (gosh my job is morbid). I don't wanna think about death. I'm 23 years old...well 24 in a couple days. boo on gettin' old. One year closer to death (wow this job is a downer). I should apply for a job at a fun factory.

(Speaking of fun, the girl in the cubicle next to me is timing how long it take to walk from here to the water cooler).

But that whole fun factory comment brings me back to the night I did 11 shots of tequilla (from playing checkers for shots). I made the comment that "if I worked for the Milton Bradley game testing factory, I'd be fired."

Mr. Milton Bradley himself would say "Jesus, Andrea you can only lose at Hungry Hungry Hippos so many times till we start to question your mental age and abilities. Our new game box now says from ages Andrea to Adult." Then Donald Trump would come in and tell me I'm fired.

I wonder if that's a real job...if so KICK ASS!!!

"heck yeah!

I LOVE the Fish Hat almost as much as I love Christmas

2005-09-26T16:47:00.000-07:00

Ladies and Gentlemen....Miss Kristin Hays and Meg

An Ode to Boston (the person, not the city)

2005-09-25T12:34:00.000-07:00

During my 4 years at EC I met some of the best friends a girl could ever ask for. You guys changed my life for the better and I love you all to pieces. I hope you're all in my life till I'm 110 (then I might get senial and forget who you are at age 111, not my fault). Anyways, if I were to go on about how much you guys mean to me I'd be here for a year and a day...so right now I'm gonna do an ode or tribute to one of you.....

BOSTON (for being the only person....)

*to jump the median on purpose (and not on purpose)
* to find a guitar on the street corner of NYC and to pick it up and claim to know how to play
* to take that same guitar and make a c.d. entitled "me" (again without knowing how to play)
* to lose their cell phone more times than I have fingers and toes
* to drive me up to the golf course and make me go inside claiming to be you, to pick up your phone
*to get pulled over and tell an officer you're on drugs, when you're not
*to be pulled over more times than I can count
*to drive to a persons wedding and get so lost, that they miss the entire wedding
*to go to Mexico and drink the water (resulting in the shits)
*publish your friends pictures on dating websites claiming that they want 11 children
*to flip your friends off for waking you up when you beg them to wake you up the day before
*to claim God has a Boston accent
*to take a plastic container, fill it with water and sell it on ebay as a fish aquariam
*to be denied nintendo as a child

and last but not least......

*to follow Hanson around the country as a Hanson groupie

A day spent sittin' on your ass eating raw cookie dough is still better than a great day at work

2005-09-24T12:05:00.000-07:00

I've come to the conclusion that nobody should ever "peak" in life. You know what I mean right....like those poor kids who peak in highschool. They never think that life will get any better from there, so they go home on weekends from college to relive their past. What about those kids that peak in college? The ones that grow real use to going to class, coming back to take a nap and can go out every night or stay up till early hours cause they don't have to be til 10am. They also grow real accostomed to having friends around 24/7. I was one of those people.

After college you spend the first year out fighting the next step. After denial ( the stages of death), comes acceptance. When one finally does reach acceptance (realizing they need to work 8 hours to survive and pay bills) it kinda sucks. I don't think a person should have to give 40+ hours of their life away only to come being too tired to do anything. This causes stress, and over tiredness which leads to bad skin, weight issues, personal drama and just an unhealthy body in general.

So again, why should people have to peak? Why do people have to say..."o.k. my 4 best years of my life are over" or "enjoy it while you're young son, wait till you start working". I mean really isn't your body in it's peak in your 20s 30s? So what? You become a work horse only to retire 4o years later to move down to Fla. and die?

Nobody should ever peak. People should always be happy and have their friends and family around. Life's too short to deal with shit.

Why Today both Sucks and Blows

2005-09-21T18:24:00.000-07:00

I've come to the conclusion that today both sucks and blows for the following reasons....
* I woke up at 6:50 (sucks)
* My car wouldn't start (blows)
* Had to wake up Maude to give me a ride (sucks and blows for her) ...side note, if I had a pony, wouldn't need a car
*In charge of transfers (sucks real real bad)
* AAA wouldn't take my car unless I was there (blows)
*Had to call back and have Maude tell them she was me (HA AAA UP YOURS!)
*Car was taken to a mechanic who wouldn't even look at it today (selfish inconsiderate bastard WHO SUCKS AND BLOWS)
*worked till 5 pm and had to take a cab home (BITES...and sucks and blows)
*came home and still had work to do with now word with what's up with my car
*ate dinner but I'm still hungry...ordered food from California dining and they said they couldn't deliver for 2 F#cking hours (ASS)
*called a second fast food place to deliver me chicken fingers (FAT ASS)
* have to go to bed in 1.5 hours (LAME)
* no pony, no boyfriend....(nothing to ride...hahaha)

What did I do this weekend?!

2005-09-18T19:18:00.000-07:00

If You're Gonna Pee...Pee In This Cup

2005-09-14T17:08:00.000-07:00

So today I had a physical...I havn't had one of those since I started college almost 5/6 years ago. I was a little nervous going there cause you always have those thoughts messin' around in your head like...o.k. by physical do they mean like my height and weight or are they gonna make me strip down to my underwear and bra and tell me how perfect I am or that I'm dying...you know the usual. From there my thoughts went to....omg if I do have to strip down to my underwear and bra I hope I'm wearing something cute....shit!!! Then my panic lessoned a bit when I realized that today I had subconsciously dressed AMAZINGLY for that kind of physical. I had on a matching bra and pantie set...I looked like an underwear model. Then I was like...oooo I hope I get a really hot, young doctor...oh and I hope he's foreign...like English...oh hott!

But anyways, that whole first paragraph was pointless cause they didn't make me strip and I didn't have a hott male English doctor...It was an old lady named Viola.

So Viola called me into the back where she told me that I was gonna be drug tested. She then took all my possesions, locked them up and told me I had 4 min. to piss in a cup. That's pressure! Luckily for me, I had a bottled water with me which made me have to piss like a race horse. So I pee in the cup and give the urine sample to Viola.

Viola then calls me into a back room and holds my cup of urine up and shows me it. (May I just add that I was very hydrated..picture perfect pee...glad I had that bottle of water). She then points to all the little line on the cup and says "This line represents cocaine, this line represents marajuana etc... Andrea, you have all these lines" O.k....seriously...WTF....

"Which means your negative"....well of course (thank god my $500 a week coke habbit didn't show....kiddin')

From there Viola went on to check my weight (gained 15 pounds since my freshman year of college....not bad), eyes (beautiful, blue and perfect) and blood pressure. I also had to do some stupid things to show that I could, wak, bend and lift my hands over my head (lady, I'm a yoga expert...please).

Well after my physical Viola told me I had passed with flying colors, gave me a slip and told me that I was free to drive on home. And that's where the story of my southern physical ends.

I majored in good times!

2005-09-08T09:15:00.000-07:00

1. what time is it? 12:15
2. Name on birth certificate? Andrea Taylor
3.Nickname: Anne, Annie (to my family) AC to Stink
4.Numbers of candles on last birthday cake: 23
5. Birthday: October 4,1981
6.Pets: how many?? none with me, at home I have my Owen and Avery whom I miss
7.Hair color: Brown naturally, but I make sure I'm blonde most of the time
8. Piercing: ears and bellybutton
9.Eyes: blue and beautiful ;)
10. Hometown: Hornell, New York no doubt, but living in Cayce South Carolina
11.Favorite Food: piece of cake icecream etc
12. Ever been to Africa: nope, but my buddy Patrick has...he's such a Carter
13. Toilet papering houses: nope, cause then somebody has to clean it up
14. Loved someone so much it made you cry? yeah
15. Been in a car accident? uh huh
17. Croutons or Bacon bits? Croutons
18. Favorite Day: St. Patrick's Day!!!! candy is dandy but liquor is quicker!
19. Favorite Restaurant? TGI Fridays (they have big drinks!!!)
20. Favorite Flower? Rose (hear that boys?)
21. Favorite sport to watch- I'm not a big sports watcher, but I guess soccer cause those guys are built nice
22. Favorite Drink: coke
23. Favorite Ice Cream: Piece of Cake.
24Color of Bedroom Carpet. brown, like poo
25 How many times did you fail your driver's license test? haha...ohhhhh once
26. Before this, who did you get your last email from? don't know without looking
27. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? FCUK
28. What do you do most often when you are bored? call people, and now I blog
29. Most annoying thing people ask me? is your eye color real?
30. Your bedtime? that so varies
31. Who will respond to this e-mail the quickest? nobody cause it's a blog biotch
32. Who is the person you sent this to that is least likely to respond? see question 31
33. Favorite TV shows: Laguna Beach, OC, One Tree Hill, Real World

Part 2
CURRENT HAIR COLOR: went back to blond
EYE COLOR: blue
HEIGHT: 5'8"
BIRTHPLACE: Bath, New York
FAVORITE NUMBER: 7
COLOR: pink
DAY:Thursday....OC day
MONTH: March - alot of good things happen to me in March
SONG: Dashboard Confessional, Concrete Floors and Broken Hearts
FOOD: piece of cake icecream
SEASON: Summer
SPORT: yoga
Drink :snapple peach tea and again, coke (addiction)

PREFERENCES:CUDDLE OR MAKE OUT: make out
CHOCOLATE MILK, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: hot chocolate
DARK OR WHITE CHOCOLATE: white
VANILLA OR CHOCOLATE: vanilla

IN THE LAST 24 HRS HAVE YOU...
CRIED? no
HELPED SOMEONE? helped with lunch
BOUGHT SOMETHING? no
GOTTEN SICK? no, thank god
GONE TO THE MOVIES? no
GONE OUT FOR DINNER?no
SAID "I LOVE YOU"? yeah when i looked in the mirror....kiddin' gosh
WRITTEN A REAL LETTER: nope
WRITTEN IN A JOURNAL? no, wow I've really done nothing in the last 24 hours
HAD A SERIOUS TALK? no
MISSED SOMEONE? everyday
HUGGED SOMEONE? not in the past 24 hours :(
FOUGHT WITH YOUR PARENTS? havn't fought with them in a long while
FOUGHT WITH A FRIEND? nope

would you ever:
1. Eat a bug? ewww that's gross
2. Bungee jump? omg yes!!!
3. Hang glide? no
4. Kill someone? no
5. Kiss someone of the same sex? no,sorry girls
6. Have sex with someone of the same sex? Never
7. Parachute from a plane? anything that involves a plane...hell no
8. Walk on hot coals? no
9. Go out with someone for their looks?hehehe
10. For their reputation? only if they were cute ...wow, shallow me
11. Be a vegetarian? no, i like hamburgers too much
12. Wear plaid with stripes? omg no...my friends are too shallow...they wouldn't hang out with me if i did...hell, i wouldn't want to hang out with myself

i'm stopping here, there are too many of these stupid questions and i've grown bored

One of my top 3 Coldplay songs ever....song of the day Fix You

2005-09-06T10:57:00.000-07:00

FIX YOU
When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse
When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
High up above or down below when you too in love to let it go
If you never try you'll never know
Just what your worth
Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears streaming down your face and I
Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face and I
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

-Coldplay

things i want for my birthday

2005-09-04T08:41:00.000-07:00

* a pony
*visitors
*digital camera
* a pony
* those kangaroo sneakers i saw at the mall but was too poor to buy
* a boy
*a haircut complete with highlighting
* new clothes
*a pony

Diary of a mad white woman....and boy is she pissed!

2005-09-03T13:00:00.000-07:00

O.k. not meaning to sound like a poop pants and complain all the time in my "blogs", but today I have a new issue and it involves the airlines.

As you know, I recently moved to SC leaving behind all of my friends and family. The only way they are able to come see me is through driving (and with the price of gas that's not gonna happen), a flying monkey, and the most logical, an AIRPLANE.

Upon looking up flights however (so my friend Stink can come visit me) I found nothing cheaper than $360....sonofabitch...sonofaBITCH!

What would Kristen Heck have to say to the airlines about this?...I'll tell you what she'd have to say....

Jesus loves Kristen Heck even though she's tattooed and pierced

2005-09-02T11:26:00.000-07:00

I shake my fist at facebook

2005-09-02T09:12:00.000-07:00

Heyyouguys,O.k. I'm not 100% sure what a "blog" is, but I think I get the idea. A blog is something you do when you're bored right? Well sign me up to blog then!Here's a little bit about me....my name is Andrea, I'm 23 years old and will be 24 in like 32 days. This year for my birthday I want a pony.The first person to get me a pony will be my best friend.

I graduated from Elmira College in 2004, which was a shitty year to graduate in my opinion. As soon as we, the "distinguished" class graduated... Elmira gets Dashboard Confessional for their big event. I mean c'mon right! We go to school there for 4 years and we get Wycleff and Everclear...geez. Also this Facebook thing came about...don't get me started on that. We the class of '04 are not allowed to facebook. We no longer have a functional edu email address which is required to be part of the face cult. I have visited this facebook and find it stupid. Anyways...sure I'm just bitter. I am 100% sure that if facebook was around my senior year, I would've had my picture up with the rest of 'em....instead I'm now forced to "blog". (they apparently let anyone blog)

I got a little off course, anyways, the past year I lived at home in Hornell and worked in Human Resources...sure, it started off as a bitter, horrid year but right after Feb. it took a turn for the better and it wasn't so bad, it was actually pretty good. I have just moved to South Carolina where I am now gettin' used to a Southern way of life. I am still gettin' used to the area and I am spending this entire weekend by myself in a big ol' apartment while my roomie (the one and only Maude) is flying down to Louisiana to assist in disaster relief and go pony shopping(and there's a wedding or something.) With no roomie around to do stuff with, i'm bored...and thus I started a blog journal. Alright, well that's all for now...peace out.