I thought this place was heaven sent, but now it's just a monument in my mind - in my mind

I'm no party pooper so, thanks to Kyle, here I go:

Once you've been tagged, you have to write a blog with 16 random things, facts, habits or goals about you.

1. I think the 3 outlined green buildings visible from the skyline resemble a drum set.
2. My first CD ever was indeed a Spice Girls CD.
3. I hate it when people open a door and almost close it - leaving a sliver of light/the other room visible. If you open a door then close it!
4. I know who I want to be and what I want to be, but I'm still figuring out how I am to get there.
5. I am easily irritated but not easily angered.
6. I have a love affair with chocolate of all sorts - preferably dark.
7. I feel that I am quite easy to please if you're nice enough.
8. I don't like being reminded of how I used to act, it embarrasses me and I apologize.
9. I hate it when people my age are so sure of themselves. To me, it's a sign of insecurity and ignorance - how can you pigeonhole yourself into a set of opinions and mindsets while still being exposed to new and wonderful things? How is it that people claim to be exactly the same as they once were? It is not a sign of growth or maturity but stubbornness and plain stupidity.
10. I can't make lumpia - nobody in my immediate family can make lumpia - and growing up I used to get really bothered that people would ask me to bring lumpia to class parties.
11. I am extremely lazy and it scares me.
12. I appreciate a good outfit.
13. I can do better - I always can do better.
14. There is always something to complain about with me. But I'm glad that I have extremely tolerant friends who understand that everything which I have to complain about is superficial and once I have my little rant I will never talk about it again.
15. I used to want to be a lawyer but I realized that I get tired easily.
16. When it comes to getting what I want - be it a material object, person, something important said - I don't mess around anymore, I will not beat around the bush and I absolutely refuse to accept excuses. It either happens at that moment or it doesn't.

Check out Volume 1 by She & Him.

"So and so has just compared you!"

AND?!?!
Has anybody ever had that reaction with the "Compare People" application on Facebook?
It's kind of like, "I had a dream about you!" (Speaker walks away)
What the hell? Are you going to come back and tell me what the dream was about? If not then why are you telling me? I don't understand!!

Bird's singing in the sycamore trees, "Dream a little Dream of me."

I feel sort of whimsical right now! Look at these beautiful Hansel from Basel socks? You would feel whimsical too after you spent a half an hour looking at them! I think if I had any of these I would wear dolly skirts and deliciously crisp white outfits just as much as I can just so I would have an excuse to wear them.

A Debbie Downer moment:
Did you know that the story of Hansel and Gretel was inspired by the fact that due to the overpopulation in certain areas of Europe during the time of the plague kids would be taken out to the forest by their parents and simply left there for dead?
Which leads me to wonder, how awkward was it when Hansel and Gretel made their way back home after nearly being eaten by the witch?

The moment is mine - believe me.

First off, before my day started I was watching E! Entertainment. And the stylist Kim Vo was walking the streets of Hollywood offering makeovers to random women. Now, there are many things which bring out the feminist sleeping in me and they all have to do with this man (but his PR agent is either brilliant or he's just a really nice fellow because I still can't hate him). I think I flipped the channel during the middle of this segment but it did not take a genius to find that his goal was to style the hair of these unsuspecting women in the same fashion as their ideal celebrity in (I suppose) ten minutes or less. Now, I don't have too much of a problem with this mainly because he wasn't a dick about it - but it does make me wonder if there were women with whom the question "Hi, did you want a makeover?" offended greatly.
I envision the situation going a little something like...
KV "Hi! Excuse me! Can I stop you for a second? How would you like a makeover?"
Woman "What? Who are you?"
KV "I'm Kim Vo from E! Entertainment! Today I'm doing makeovers in the street! Who's your favorite celebrity?"
Woman "...Are you saying I'm ugly?"
And so on and so forth.
Hm! Anyway, today was a good day. I had lunch with our family friend from Fresno (SAY THAT TEN TIMES FAST) with whom we met on the European tour. It was really enjoyable! I was actually kind of nervous because Suzanne is so much older than me (mom of two, entreupeneur, etc.) and I was afraid we would have awkward silences and whatnot - you know, since according to certain kids I tend to be extremely immature and give off the impression that I am not to be taken seriously (what? Nobody is bitter around here!). But it was really neat. She comes here a lot because she has a couple of businesses here and asked me about some hot spots and what not so that was really cool that I could share some of my townie knowledge. I told her about Dizzy's, the Emerald, Pappaleccos and Bibby's. Off the top of my head those were some of the places which I suggested she go to. I pushed Dizzy's though because she is a jazz lover - people get paid for this sort of exposure right? Pay me Dizzy's! My wallet is calling for you!!
Also today I spotted Nathan and we talked for a little. It was really nice because this time I didn't get too tongue-tied/middle-school-girl-crush on him like I usually do. I mean, I was still a little giggly and whatnot but I was certainly more articulate than the last time I saw him. Not only that but I held eye-contact. He smelled like cigarettes when we hugged. Yum! It's bad, I know but I've always loved the smell of tobacco on people, like after they finish smoking? It's quite appealing. I also let him know that I'm never ever going to let him forget that he stood me up three times. But I also let him know that I think he is probably one of the nicest young men I have ever come across in my life. Corny right? I wasn't self-concious at all. Simply because I never see him. He's like a ghost!! So because of his habit of never being around I thought it would be appropriate to let him know that I think he's simply wonderful. I'm a little lame, forgive me.
Tonight is the big bash for Clifford and Raffy. Happy Birthday to them and I apologize for not being able to make it. Next time kids!

"I think he really cares about you Gabby."

From the backseat of that van some odd years ago I bet you'd have never thought we'd end up here. A bit dodgy, I know but that's how we like it!
I just wanted to say that I'm really quite glad that I have you as a friend. Honestly, I never thought we would have made it this far and still kept on going. I know that someday we'll be farther apart than we already are, and that you and I will not have as much time to talk as we do now but don't you worry that pretty little head of yours - I will try my hardest to be there with that box of Kleenex while you're hiding behind your trendy sunglasses and expensive new jacket you've just stained.

Genius

In an effort to ignore the fact that my stomach could not hold it's own in the wee hours of the morning I flipped on the television and lucky for me Disney's 1999 Made-for-TV movie Genius was showing.If you don't already know, the movie Genius is about this 14-year old prodigy child (played by Trevor Morgan) who enrolls in college, falls for the daughter (Emmy Rossum) of the college hockey coach and therefore creates alter-ego Chaz in an effort to befriend said daughter as well as kids his own age.
Personally, I think the 90's was prime-time for Disney and their Made-For-TV movies which would show every Friday evening at eight o'clock. And I loved them. So my stumbling across Genius at one in the morning tickled me pink.
It was during this showing when I realized that Disney knows how to make hockey movies right. Putting Genius aside for the moment, let us all recall the film Miracle and how it nabbed the ESPY (Excellence in Sports Performance Yearly) award for Best Sports Movie as well as nominations for a Critics Choice award and Golden Trailor. Or how about The Mighty Ducks? All award winning and nominations aside, the Mighty Duck movies are undeniably some of the best sports films out there to this day. Yes, I say that statement because it is what I feel and no I do not have actual evidence to back it up (unless you count the fact that I can sit through all four the Mighty Duck films and feel like I have no wasted a minute of my life).

All I am saying is Disney knows how to do Hockey movies.

You complete me.

I will talk - and Hollywood will listen

Weather.com tells me that in my area it is about 85 degrees Fahrenheit. Thanks Weather.com!! You're the bomb.

Anyway, Happy Fourth of July.

It was a good 4th if I do say so myself. I spent it with family for the first time in...however many years it's been. Then I went to go babysit my neighbor's lovely baby daughter. Which really means I cuddled with the dog and watched the Twilight Zone marathon. You know what is really neat about the Twilight Zone? (Besides the obvious) Everybody and their mother was on it! I saw Buddy Ebson (eeee love!!!), Dick York (the better Dave), Cliff Robertson, Carol Burnett and Jane (what's her last name?). There were more but I couldn't remember them...

I have self confidence issues.

Yep!

Fat bottomed girls: You make the rockin' world go round

I don't think anybody realized this, but concerning the last post the screenshot (is that the proper term? maybe screen capture? who knows?) is from the movie Girl Crazy which is one of the ten (?) movies which Mickey Rooney and Judy Garland starred in together. The reason I specifically picked that one movie was because I feel that it is probably (besides Babes on Broadway) the best exploitation of the song-and-dance couple's talents. Judy was prettily cast in a role which didn't involve her being the unappealing girl, next door (which is usually what she was cast as in Mick and Joots films), Mickey was adorable and not overly cheesy (Andy Hardy? Puh-lease), the Gershwin compositions weren't forced at all in the film and were as natural as possible (unlike An American in Paris wtf. Vincinte Minnelli, you owe me two hours of my life).
Which brings me to the point of such an explanation - I want the soundtrack! Yesterday I spent a good three hours looking for the original movie soundtrack, and I finally found it on amazon.com going for about eleven dollars...

Yeeeeah...
Maybe I will get it when I come back with a new job and all!

Who could ask for anything more?

(Mickey Rooney, Judy Garland and Tommy Dorsey)

George and Ira Gershwin, sung by the right people and played by the right band, steal my heart.
Happy Birthday Judy Garland!
(Yay!!)

Are you calling me "darling?"

So the Ting Tings are in San Diego this entire weekend rocking the Casbah and the Miller Lite Independence Jam. And I am not there. (please insert depressed sigh here)

That's okay. Because that just means I get to sit here and wait for TCM's showing of An American in Paris with some ice cream (pretending it's gelato). Hahah, don't worry though - my situation is really not as pathetic as I make it out to be! In fact I am super stoked that I now have just saved $40. So yipee, I can now fill up my tank. woo.

Don't you know that your life could be lost?

I am so extremely ready to go on a gelato run - it is beyond belief!
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Crazy old Maurice hm?

I am extremely stoked because I have just downloaded the entire Beauty and the Beast Soundtrack and put it on my Ipod. Yay me (clap clap clap)!!

Hello, my name is Gabby and I am really tired.

Despite keeping a sunny disposition for about...six hours I have concluded that this paper is going to be a little harder than I imagined.

In the computer lab I am currently falling asleep due to lack of sleep the night before and I am not even done with my book - which I have to complete a seven-page book review by midnight tonight. Furthermore, there is an Anthropology paper which I have yet to put any effort into concerning this group project and I am about 90% sure that the other girl I am working with is really not in a good mood concerning the situation which I have put her in - namely the situation that she is doing virtually everything concerning our group project.I also have work tonight. If you didn't know already, it is prom season which means there is a preposterous amount of students willing to max out mummy and daddy's money with overpriced tuxedos which virtually have no difference in name or style with one another as well as waste my time. Yes folks, I realize that I am a part-time worker who really doesn't get as many hours as I make it out to be but it really does not help the fact that 30 hours of my life every week is devoted solely to pretending to care about the proper procedure concerning scanning in and out tuxedos and coping with angry mothers concerning the style of vest their son is wearing to the school dance.And really, I see no way of getting those 30 hours a week back.
So pardon me if I seem just a tad bit irritated when I take my time to actually care and ask you how you feel concerning your day and life while you don't seem to give a shit about my own. Because really, truly I don't have time to sit around and listen to you gripe about the latest fling you or your friend is having, or about the next time you will (most likely never) get laid, or about your stupid weekend with the boys - yet I make the time so the least you could do is not assume I am "riding the white pony" and amuse me for just an hour by at least caring about what I have to say.

"Oh, and no - no I do not want to talk about anything concerning my life and how certain people/ persons / deities affect it throughout the years. When I have an hour to myself I like to just sit and take the hour for myself - please understand that it isn't because I don't care, it's because I have a lot on my plate. Maybe some other time."

No, I would never say that - but damn I wish I would.

Well you were high when I met you - now you've fallen like a rock.

Air Traffic Control...

I have this habit of repeatedly starting blogs and just deleting them four of five entries in - this is my third actual blog on blogger.com.
So my day has been ruined because of my lethargic sense of self, but really there is no point dwelling on such depressing and shameful matters so I will mention it once to get it off my chest and never again :

"There is a difference between 'explaining' and 'notations.' This is college Gabrielle..."

To receive a note like that on an assignment handed back to you is pretty embarrassing, no matter how nice the teacher is. In fact, I think that the nicer they are, the more you realize you fail at life. It is really nobody else's fault but mine so I think I will end this and resolve to just do much better (and more extra credit) next time.



Anyway, tomorrow there will be an economics test which I cannot afford to get anything less than an "A" on - therefore I must study so I can do well in at least one of my subjects. Ciao!