i now sort of work for google

if you continue to follow my blog (all 10 of you!) and pay attention to the ads on the left, it would be great for not just only me, but google, the economy, and the vast world of the internets!

otherwise

i cant stop listening to this song called "german love" its just so catchy and fun feeling, beautiful.

and

yesterday in a funk of emotion and sadness over being ditched by a girl who i thought was a good friend, i ate 2 chocolate chip cookies chased by some delicious horizon whole milk, i will kill myself over this once it all finally hits me. when i bought the delicious items, i just was not feeling very good, i needed them as a uplift, no guilt in that right? i liked to think of myself as a pleasant mess when i bought my stuff with mascara running down my face and all of my things disheveled in my bag, id also like to add that i paid in sakagewia coins. it is in my piscian nature to always make a dramatic scene. thank you.

i am so lonely.

i am so lonely.

i am so lonely.

i am so lonely.

i am so lonely.

things going on

today i got accepted to pratt, one of my top choice schools. in my excitement, i mentioned the news to a friend who said "now you'll be one of those kids". i didn't know what he meant until i knew what he meant. one of those "i live in brooklyn so now i have a reason to feel cool even though i was weird in highschool and spent too much time myspacing strangers on the internet while trying to pursue photography as more than just a hobbie, power to my canon rebel and siq v neck, i am dramatic."

i hate stereotypes, but if i was to stereotype myself id fall into woody allen's category of "New York, Jewish, left wing, liberal, intellectual, Central Park West, Brandeis University, the socialist summer camps and the, the father with the ben Shahn drawings, right, and the really, y'know, strike orineted kind of, red diaper."

as for other stereotypes, people i know stereotypically spend their saturdays partying (whatever that means) in their parents basements or living rooms before the rents actually get home from wherever they are. i, stereotypically, am that weird girl that is too overwhelmed by such organization and needs to have spontaneous adventure. sara and i did the following:

drove to upstate ny, found a random hilton, swam in the pool, sat in the sauna, thought of crashing 'david bar mitzvah' going on in the front party hall, left the hotel, drove around the ghost town, turned around to go home, went to the diner, washed our hair, saw "Feast of Love". 

ahh life.

people at school cannot live through periods without holding on to their cell phones. as if gripping that piece of plastic and replying a text to 'im so bored' is the fine line between life and death. even down the hall way, a cell phone comes as an accessorie along with a back pack and sneakers.

people at school think they are deep thinking individuals, in reality, they are all a headache full of hormones. (or maybe im just the only one?)

people at school seem to all be named nicole. today my gym teacher named me nicole, i turned around and yelled at him, he apologized a million times using my real name. i sort of wish i was a nicole. in the life of a nicole, there are few complexities, less hostility, and less over all cynicism towards everything. from now on, im going to over come a new attitude change. WWND? What Would Nicole Do?

common names of the decades:

nicole - 2000's

michael - 1990's

jessica- 1980's

they actually have google searches for these types of things

stuffy nose

green gook coming out of everywhere

i feel like a cartoon character

i never knew that nose snot was actually green...

i feel sorry for anyone reading this

i dont know why i have friends

i wouldnt be friends with me

thank you friends for ignoring my ridiculousness

a video of me doing the hustle is on someones digital camera from the weekend, if you are reading this, be dear and delete it, i am so sorry.

jean paul left for texas, my friend jean paul is gone. i probably wont see him ever again. he left because he went crazy in philadelphia. well im going crazy in new jersey, where do i have to go?

gross finger print, philadelphia fun

boots boots boots

not only did i buy one pair of boots today, but two! two pairs for 20.00! one teal pair ofcow boy boots, and another pair of low brown cow boy boots with a pointy toe. i am extremely excited to wear them, although i am sort of confused as to what to match teal boots with? i love digging through cardboard boxes and finding treasures within them.

whatelsewhatelse?

philli again this weekend, deleware friday-saturday, philli saturday-sunday, nj for the rest of my life, ready to get out of this place, i just want to live where i keep traveling hours to! 2 1/2 more months of dreadful routine torture. goodnight.

warehouses

this past weekend i took my second trip this month to philadelphia, this time, instead of traveling alone, i was joined by sally. we trecked all the way to the great city of cheese steaks for a party our friend at his warehouse. as the train ride was exciting, i felt relieved to finally end up outside the warehouse, totally weirded out about where i had ended up and how i was going to get inside. sally and i followed the music and found the entrance to the warehouse, which was through a courtyard. as much fun as i had, i also found myself getting extremely lonely as the masses of people grew. the party got more and more crowded, and by 3 am i was ready to go sleep and cuddle sally. we cuddled all night, mainly because it was cold, and woke up 4 hours later to voyage back home. philly, i will be seeing you again (this weekend!) i need to stop spending money on traveling. maybe i will live in philly one day soon, i wouldn't mind that set up at all. i always thought it was new york for me, but my loving city of manhattan has found itself more and more filled with sex and the city wannabes and less and less genuine people who have bigger and better goals than becoming a fashionista with a expanding black book and shoe closet. 

polaroids from the weekend:

pictures from recent travels

thank you park slope






thank you philadelphia






thank you new brunswick

i havent written in this for a while only because i think i have not been doing anything exciting.

ironically, my life has picked up a lot since i have actually been blogging.

too much to mention, don't really know where to start.

i went to philadelphia: about 3 weeks ago to see my booboo lia. i have been trying to develop the pictures but each time i go in waving my disposable camera, the cvs guy shakes his head no. apparently, their machine broke and the mechanic is to be expected any day now. am i the only one still using one hour photo development?

i went in some random guys van: he was a friend of my friend jon but the entire ride with him was terrifying. he drove a 1970s van with parts from the 60s. i think he thought he was really cute the entire time, a real bachelor with the awesome ride and the bed in the back. i saw two things: his beer belly 7 years in the making, my life flashing before my eyes.

i was taught how to cheat parkway tolls: jon claimed to me that he has been cheating tolls since 2005. i didnt believe him. he showed me his magic wrist action when we drove up really close, he looked as if he was throwing change in, and we sped off, his hood on the whole time and my hand covering my own face.

i went to new brunswick: and went to a party with my bestie sally. it ended up being an amazing time. i don't know how much of the party i should disclose about in my blog, but let me just say, some night!

i am 17 for one last day: today is my last 17 day. 17 has served me well. it was a year of lessons. 16 was a year of rebellion and changes, this was just a year of lessons. i now know how to do my own laundry, see through people and pick which ones to trust, control my cynicism, deal with my mother, take trains.

for 18 i wish myself: more trains, more men, more laughter, more fur, more 1980s romantic comedies, more content, a good college acceptance, a good year!