Archive for June, 2008

10 Things that make it* better

June 24, 2008

1. hot pink toe nail polish

2. key lime cookies

3. the weather clearing up in time for NY Philharmonic in the park (hopefully)

4. netflix in the mail

5. saving the NYmag crossword puzzle

6. getting my dad on the phone instead of his voicemail

7. crossing off the last item on the to-do list

8. making plans to visit B

9. starting a new book

10. Ben E. King

 

*And by ‘it’, I mean life.

tagged-I’m it.

June 18, 2008

Kristy tagged me for this little questionnaire a while ago, and since I haven’t had time to write anything original, this will have to do.

1. What were you doing 10 years ago?
January 1998 I was in eighth grade at Strath Haven Middle School. At the time I was ‘dating’ this kid Chris (who my parents called ‘Chicken Legs’). I probably had rehearsal for the musical (Cinderella).

2. 5 things on my To Do list today?
Well beyond things I have to do for work, not much. Everything has already been checked off.

3. What snacks I enjoy…
Anything sweet. I have a horrible sweet tooth.

4. What would I do if I were to suddenly become a billionaire?
It’s scary how easily this list comes to me: 1. Nose job (don’t judge) 2. Pay off my student loans 3. Buy my parents a new house 4. Buy back all the houses I’ve lived in (I’m pretty sentimental) 5. Donate. But I’m not really sure where to. Maybe my high schools? Definitely not GW, they don’t need any more of my money. My sorority, definitely.

5. 3 Bad Habits
Biting my nails, twirling my hair, lying.

6. 5 Places I’ve Lived
Wallingford, PA. West Chester, PA. Andover, MA. Washington, DC. London. New York.

7. 5 Jobs I’ve Had
Parliamentary intern, camp counselor, newspaper intern, public affairs intern, assistant manager at an ice cream parlor.

8. 5 Things People Don’t Know About Me
I’m scared of the dark. When I was little, maybe 7 or 8, my neighbor and I broke into her locked house (it was surprisingly easy). I have Hannah Montana on my iPod. I sleep with the TV on for company. I smoked my first cigarette (it was a clove) in tenth grade on the deck with a girl on my street. This one counts because I don’t think she knew it was my first one, and I never really told anybody. I don’t smoke anymore.

so busy

June 11, 2008

Hoping to come up for air sometime this week, until then…

Up every mornin just to keep a job
I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob
Sounds of the city poundin in my brain
While another day goes down the drain

But it’s a five oclock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And there’s a five oclock me inside my clothes
Thinkin that the world looks fine, yeah

Tradin my time for the pay I get
Livin on money that I aint made yet
I’ve been goin tryin to make my way
While I live for the end of the day