fires in my backyard with a dozens of my friends. day trips with the family. last minute smoothie runs with a best friend. sitting by the lake with someone special. late nights, late mornings. sun and warm breeze and latenight downpours that just make some things a little more memorable ....
how summer shouldn't be:
notification of my saturn's poor, poor health*. working inconvenient hours that ruin my entire day. waking up early. weeks flying by. not hanging out with enough friends. cold rain and clouds. and, being almost over.
every year after the fourth, summer just seems to slip out of my fingers. i have about a month to do everything i wanted to do this whole summer... and working it all around working close to every day, a week in maine with my family, and other shtuff.
* i brought my baby in for a simply $80 alignments and asked the guy to see why my car as clicking sometimes. he called me back while i was shopping at banana republic and asked "how much do you love this car?" while laughing. i knew it was bad news. he started shooting about 20 things that were wrong with it and he said he didnt' even finish pricing it all before the bill came up to $3,000. he said he was in this to make money but not to rip people off. he said i shouldnt waste my time doing anything with it at all. needless to say i felt really guilty about shopping, and told the guy to reprice it just so i could drive it until the end of summer to work and around the city safely, then i'd take it from there since i'm going tos chool and won't need a car come the fall anyways. so many phonecalls and $three hundred (which is okay compared to $3k) later, my saturn's back in my driveway... still clicking and not perfect, but the alignment is straight and when i drive straight, the steering wheel is straight. poor thing. i'm gonna miss it when it dies on me :o(
p.s. bruno was gross. funny, but gross.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
so the fourth in boston was pretty sweet. had a couple good friends save spots for us (while getting ridiculously sunburned) from dawn til dusk until me and another...friend... showed up to join them. right on the charles, with half a million people surrounding us (literally). we heard neil diamond perform sweet caroline live (bum bum bummm) and no, taylor swift was not there (adrieanna!). the fireworks were beautiful, and we were so close that we all got debris in our eyes, true story. but no biggie.
melissa's moonbounce party was the next day, which was an adventure. serious full court basketball in the moonbounce almost resulted in a handful of teens dying by suffocation being crushed by a collapsed moonbounce, but we all survived and had some laughs over that. worcester fireworks had nothing on boston's... but were still a good time.
by far the highlight my of summer thus far was the other night when chewy and i hung out. we were going to just go to the movies but that fell through. so after a long day at work, we met up around 7, and decided on a whim to go watch the sunset at horseneck beach. sporting sundresses on one of the only nice nights of summer thus far, we set out on the road. but... come to the horseneck beach exit.. the road was mysteriously cut off. literally CUT off. just gone, haha. so we just drove. and whaddya know, we ended up crossing the big bridge (which chewy thought was a ferris wheel, haha) into newport! where we have been saying we'd go since our birthdays in april. destiny, much? so we walked around, had this adorable couple take our picture and give us a lecture on how to be good but enjoy the bars (haha). best of all we had a romantic date by the harbor with bena nd jerry... jerry was mine ;o) even though we were there for just an hour, it felt like so much longer and was so refreshing and fun. i love newport, i lvoe summer, i love ice cream, and i love friends.
but now i'm a working girl, making paper. i've been dog sitting the past weekend and babysitting morning-night on the daily, on top of getting hours at old navy, being called in for favors already even though i'm still only on day #3 of actual work. example: yesterday i babysat 8-12, worked 12-8. twelve hour day overall, cool. it's all good though, everyone's nice so far and i actually don't mind working at all. sadly i've been buying stuff with my killer discount at gap/bananarepublic/oldnavy which prob amounts to more than my first paycheck will but oh well. i dont work again til saturday, but i'm still babysitting 8-5 today and tomorrow, sweet. but the kid is cute and so is his dog so it's chill getting paid to play t-ball and watch cartoons and color.
melissa's moonbounce party was the next day, which was an adventure. serious full court basketball in the moonbounce almost resulted in a handful of teens dying by suffocation being crushed by a collapsed moonbounce, but we all survived and had some laughs over that. worcester fireworks had nothing on boston's... but were still a good time.
by far the highlight my of summer thus far was the other night when chewy and i hung out. we were going to just go to the movies but that fell through. so after a long day at work, we met up around 7, and decided on a whim to go watch the sunset at horseneck beach. sporting sundresses on one of the only nice nights of summer thus far, we set out on the road. but... come to the horseneck beach exit.. the road was mysteriously cut off. literally CUT off. just gone, haha. so we just drove. and whaddya know, we ended up crossing the big bridge (which chewy thought was a ferris wheel, haha) into newport! where we have been saying we'd go since our birthdays in april. destiny, much? so we walked around, had this adorable couple take our picture and give us a lecture on how to be good but enjoy the bars (haha). best of all we had a romantic date by the harbor with bena nd jerry... jerry was mine ;o) even though we were there for just an hour, it felt like so much longer and was so refreshing and fun. i love newport, i lvoe summer, i love ice cream, and i love friends.
but now i'm a working girl, making paper. i've been dog sitting the past weekend and babysitting morning-night on the daily, on top of getting hours at old navy, being called in for favors already even though i'm still only on day #3 of actual work. example: yesterday i babysat 8-12, worked 12-8. twelve hour day overall, cool. it's all good though, everyone's nice so far and i actually don't mind working at all. sadly i've been buying stuff with my killer discount at gap/bananarepublic/oldnavy which prob amounts to more than my first paycheck will but oh well. i dont work again til saturday, but i'm still babysitting 8-5 today and tomorrow, sweet. but the kid is cute and so is his dog so it's chill getting paid to play t-ball and watch cartoons and color.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
well i never went to newport... a combo of bad weather and circumstance led adrieanna shawn and i to boston to watch crazy street performers, eat mac n cheese of out bread bowls (so good!), shop at johnny cupcakes, and wind up almost in new hampshire on the way home thanks to my little friend named tom tom. but it was a good time.
then adrieanna's grad party reunited some purple senior spirit when we planned to play touch football in our color wars t's... but really just all wore them for no reason at all. all meaning me, grace, and a. my girls.
but best of all... sunday brought orientation! i was so pumped. driving up to campus there were crazy orientation leaders jumping adn screaming... signs saying "Welcome Boston College's Sesquicentennial Class of 2013!" (Sesquicentennial means we'll be like 150th graduating class from bc. legit, right? just try saying that word five times fast... or even once at all. its hard even for bc kids.)
i met some kids right away, checked in, and moved into an upperclassman suite (!) that was amazinggg. it was in this big high rise. it was comprised of four doubles all opening in a circle with a big common area, kitchen, and TWO bathrooms. heaven.
on the first day the parents stayed with the students for some lectures, workshops, a mass, dinner, etc. it was easy-going, relaxing. everyone was so nice! the first OL i talked to was in CSOM too and was also doing marketing, which im strongly considering. all the speakers, mostly jesuits, were so good and down to earth, religious but not pushy, inspired but modest, hopful but realistic. finally at the end the parents left and we met with our orientations groups and OL's. my OL was named mango, well that was her ice breaker name. she was a doll. my group was ten kids from aross the country, some close to home some far away. all different, all pretty chill. lot's of cheesy ice breakers were played but i didn't mind.
back in the room, me and four of my 7 roomies stayed up in my room to talk until god knows when. we laughed a lot, got to know each other. it was a good time!
the next day we went to more talks and presentations. we watched "academic" and "social scenes" the OL's acted out, they were so good. we had a big serious descussion in groups of 20 kids about diversity and acceptance. it was actually very enlightening to see everyones honest perspectives about other people. one thing we did was have to sit in front of a total stranger, not talk at all, and write on a piece of paper about 20 assumptions about them. it was so hard. it made me feel like such a jerk because i know i do judge people at first glace... everyone does. then i find out i'm totally wrong. it was a good lesson. we had to write these poems about our selves like 15 "i am.." open ended sentences and read them aloud. i offered to go first. all this might sound lame but it was really good. it changed my perspective a lot. i come from a lot of diversity, being from worcester adn South. other kids arent so lucky. (lucky? coming from south is lucky, you ask? hell ya. i know how to accept people of other cultures and actually prefer being around a variety of people instead of cookie-cutter j.cerw catalog people that are rumored to full bc. i learned that's very untrue.)
then at night we were told to put on our sneakers and gym clothes. we were led to the plex throguh a tunnel of screaming, chanting, and war-painted OL's. dodgeball. 300 students against 40 OL's. and somehow the OL's won. they cheated, lol. then there was this hilarious dance competition between students it was sooo good. and we saw this really good dance crew perform.
that night in the dorms was so collegiate. my roomies and i went to one room with like a spiral staircase (how you end up with such a cool room, idk but i want to find out by senior year) and about 50 kids, no lights, and an ipod blaring. then, since our rom was bigger, those 50 kids followed us up and were dancing on our common room tables and having a grand old time. i love college.
after everyone cleared out to another room, my roomies decided to get down to the mucky stuff- picking out classes out of the three inch thick course book. sweet. but it was good to have a lot of girls stressing liek i was, so it was less stressful.
day three, i was so dead. barely any sleep for days, tons of walking, listening, paying attention, and newness was blowing my mind. we picked our classes. i didn't get all the ones i wanted, but nmeither did anyone. my scedule is as follows: Calculus, Microeconomics, Computers in Management, Portico (business seminar), and Modern Histoy I. Jealous? not. i'm pretty terrified of calc, especially. and i thought i didnt have to take a history because of my u.s. 4 on AP, but it doesnt count for some reason. but i'm just getting my core classes out of the way freshman year so i can take cool stuff later on... like an art minor that i'm 99% sure i want to do. BUT- i'm optimistic. it'llb e jsut fine. i've always taken hard classes and i troop through them. four days a week my classes start at 9, one at 10:30. four days a week my last class is at one, one its at 12. so my days will be pretty well timed. i wont have to wake up at 530 like i did for high school, and i wont have any ridiculous late classes so i can nap and study after they end.
the last day of orientation ended with a slide show of all the things we've done the three days there, getting our super fan shirts (!!!!!!) and learning all the BC chants (eagles ont he war path, hoo-haaa; for boston for boston....!). i didn't want to leave! i loved bc. i LOVE bc.
wrapping it up, those three days taught me a lot:
1. i never knew jesuits were so funny. no wonder why one OL referred to them as "crazy jezzies."
2. eight girls one suite sounds like hell, right? think again. all eight of us were so different from different backgrounds, states, school types, cultures. yet we all got along just fine.
3. you think you can't get to know anyone enough in a couple days, but i met one girl who just seems cool and like me enough, so we decided to room together in the fall.
4. i was never so sure of a decision i've made in my entire life. npw i can't imagine myself going anywhere but BC.
5.i'm ready for college so much. i can't wait to get involved in all the million things i heard about, do good in school, and meet people. i don't wanna hold back because i'm shy. i'm gonna try my best.
6. i need to step up my game. i'm used to being an A student with a good reputation for getting things done. now i'm amidst 2000 others just like me. if i get a C, i can't kill myself. if i dont win an election, or get into a club, or something, i can't stress over it. i need to take this in stride and challenge myself to rise to the top again.
other than orientaion,...
lately i've learned who my REAL friends are. and you know who you are.
i have a feeling this is going to be a really good summer.
i'm going to boston for the 4th of july, which i've wanted to do my entire life, and am FINALLY doing this saturday with some really cool people, one of which i just met.
the fire pit in my back yard has been the best investment. so many laughs around that thing this summer... and summer's jsut begun.
i need new ipod music sooo bad. make me a playlist please?
ITS BEEN A MONTH SINCE GRADUATION! can you believe it?
and happy birthday daddy :o)
and---
blogspot, i've missed you. (notice this wicked long blog?) i've noticed almost no one's been blogging on you lately, but that's actaully okay. i dont care if anyone ever reads these: i just like making my life seem analytical and exciting... and lately it actually has been.
then adrieanna's grad party reunited some purple senior spirit when we planned to play touch football in our color wars t's... but really just all wore them for no reason at all. all meaning me, grace, and a. my girls.
but best of all... sunday brought orientation! i was so pumped. driving up to campus there were crazy orientation leaders jumping adn screaming... signs saying "Welcome Boston College's Sesquicentennial Class of 2013!" (Sesquicentennial means we'll be like 150th graduating class from bc. legit, right? just try saying that word five times fast... or even once at all. its hard even for bc kids.)
i met some kids right away, checked in, and moved into an upperclassman suite (!) that was amazinggg. it was in this big high rise. it was comprised of four doubles all opening in a circle with a big common area, kitchen, and TWO bathrooms. heaven.
on the first day the parents stayed with the students for some lectures, workshops, a mass, dinner, etc. it was easy-going, relaxing. everyone was so nice! the first OL i talked to was in CSOM too and was also doing marketing, which im strongly considering. all the speakers, mostly jesuits, were so good and down to earth, religious but not pushy, inspired but modest, hopful but realistic. finally at the end the parents left and we met with our orientations groups and OL's. my OL was named mango, well that was her ice breaker name. she was a doll. my group was ten kids from aross the country, some close to home some far away. all different, all pretty chill. lot's of cheesy ice breakers were played but i didn't mind.
back in the room, me and four of my 7 roomies stayed up in my room to talk until god knows when. we laughed a lot, got to know each other. it was a good time!
the next day we went to more talks and presentations. we watched "academic" and "social scenes" the OL's acted out, they were so good. we had a big serious descussion in groups of 20 kids about diversity and acceptance. it was actually very enlightening to see everyones honest perspectives about other people. one thing we did was have to sit in front of a total stranger, not talk at all, and write on a piece of paper about 20 assumptions about them. it was so hard. it made me feel like such a jerk because i know i do judge people at first glace... everyone does. then i find out i'm totally wrong. it was a good lesson. we had to write these poems about our selves like 15 "i am.." open ended sentences and read them aloud. i offered to go first. all this might sound lame but it was really good. it changed my perspective a lot. i come from a lot of diversity, being from worcester adn South. other kids arent so lucky. (lucky? coming from south is lucky, you ask? hell ya. i know how to accept people of other cultures and actually prefer being around a variety of people instead of cookie-cutter j.cerw catalog people that are rumored to full bc. i learned that's very untrue.)
then at night we were told to put on our sneakers and gym clothes. we were led to the plex throguh a tunnel of screaming, chanting, and war-painted OL's. dodgeball. 300 students against 40 OL's. and somehow the OL's won. they cheated, lol. then there was this hilarious dance competition between students it was sooo good. and we saw this really good dance crew perform.
that night in the dorms was so collegiate. my roomies and i went to one room with like a spiral staircase (how you end up with such a cool room, idk but i want to find out by senior year) and about 50 kids, no lights, and an ipod blaring. then, since our rom was bigger, those 50 kids followed us up and were dancing on our common room tables and having a grand old time. i love college.
after everyone cleared out to another room, my roomies decided to get down to the mucky stuff- picking out classes out of the three inch thick course book. sweet. but it was good to have a lot of girls stressing liek i was, so it was less stressful.
day three, i was so dead. barely any sleep for days, tons of walking, listening, paying attention, and newness was blowing my mind. we picked our classes. i didn't get all the ones i wanted, but nmeither did anyone. my scedule is as follows: Calculus, Microeconomics, Computers in Management, Portico (business seminar), and Modern Histoy I. Jealous? not. i'm pretty terrified of calc, especially. and i thought i didnt have to take a history because of my u.s. 4 on AP, but it doesnt count for some reason. but i'm just getting my core classes out of the way freshman year so i can take cool stuff later on... like an art minor that i'm 99% sure i want to do. BUT- i'm optimistic. it'llb e jsut fine. i've always taken hard classes and i troop through them. four days a week my classes start at 9, one at 10:30. four days a week my last class is at one, one its at 12. so my days will be pretty well timed. i wont have to wake up at 530 like i did for high school, and i wont have any ridiculous late classes so i can nap and study after they end.
the last day of orientation ended with a slide show of all the things we've done the three days there, getting our super fan shirts (!!!!!!) and learning all the BC chants (eagles ont he war path, hoo-haaa; for boston for boston....!). i didn't want to leave! i loved bc. i LOVE bc.
wrapping it up, those three days taught me a lot:
1. i never knew jesuits were so funny. no wonder why one OL referred to them as "crazy jezzies."
2. eight girls one suite sounds like hell, right? think again. all eight of us were so different from different backgrounds, states, school types, cultures. yet we all got along just fine.
3. you think you can't get to know anyone enough in a couple days, but i met one girl who just seems cool and like me enough, so we decided to room together in the fall.
4. i was never so sure of a decision i've made in my entire life. npw i can't imagine myself going anywhere but BC.
5.i'm ready for college so much. i can't wait to get involved in all the million things i heard about, do good in school, and meet people. i don't wanna hold back because i'm shy. i'm gonna try my best.
6. i need to step up my game. i'm used to being an A student with a good reputation for getting things done. now i'm amidst 2000 others just like me. if i get a C, i can't kill myself. if i dont win an election, or get into a club, or something, i can't stress over it. i need to take this in stride and challenge myself to rise to the top again.
other than orientaion,...
lately i've learned who my REAL friends are. and you know who you are.
i have a feeling this is going to be a really good summer.
i'm going to boston for the 4th of july, which i've wanted to do my entire life, and am FINALLY doing this saturday with some really cool people, one of which i just met.
the fire pit in my back yard has been the best investment. so many laughs around that thing this summer... and summer's jsut begun.
i need new ipod music sooo bad. make me a playlist please?
ITS BEEN A MONTH SINCE GRADUATION! can you believe it?
and happy birthday daddy :o)
and---
blogspot, i've missed you. (notice this wicked long blog?) i've noticed almost no one's been blogging on you lately, but that's actaully okay. i dont care if anyone ever reads these: i just like making my life seem analytical and exciting... and lately it actually has been.
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