Whoa.
I haven't been here in a long time. It just occured to me that I haven't been on LJ. A lot of things have changed!
One of my goals that I listed was to Get an Internship! And I did... at Blaffer Gallery... the gallery that I have been working at for 2 1/2 years or maybe 3. Wait, I think it is 3. I am an External Affairs intern. Yay!
Also, I sold 5 trips with EF Collegebreak and got to go to Amsterdam for free! It was an amazing experience and one that I will never forget. My sights are set on going to Rome for Spring Break! I've got to sell 2 more trips to get that. My deadline is February 10th so that I can go from Rome to Athens! ahhhh.



So if anyone is ever interested in traveling the world, please do so with EF Collegebreak!
www.efcollegebreak.com!
Enter 'Hall7825' for $50 off! Let me know if you are interested! Remember, $150 down!
I haven't been here in a long time. It just occured to me that I haven't been on LJ. A lot of things have changed!
One of my goals that I listed was to Get an Internship! And I did... at Blaffer Gallery... the gallery that I have been working at for 2 1/2 years or maybe 3. Wait, I think it is 3. I am an External Affairs intern. Yay!
Also, I sold 5 trips with EF Collegebreak and got to go to Amsterdam for free! It was an amazing experience and one that I will never forget. My sights are set on going to Rome for Spring Break! I've got to sell 2 more trips to get that. My deadline is February 10th so that I can go from Rome to Athens! ahhhh.
So if anyone is ever interested in traveling the world, please do so with EF Collegebreak!
www.efcollegebreak.com!
Enter 'Hall7825' for $50 off! Let me know if you are interested! Remember, $150 down!
- Location:htx
I think after reading
tinkerbelled's entry about her Mango Gelato (p.S. Where did you get it from?), I have started a search for some gelato in Houston! I think I will go to:
Paciugo Gelato
5172 Buffalo Speedway
In the b-4-u-eat reviews, they said that the owner asked them to try BALSAMIC VINIGRETTE. I think I spelled that wrong... but just imagine that in a gelato! That's CRAZY talk. I hope they will let me go on a tasting spree when I go there because that would be awesome.
I want to travel again. I fell in love with Italy and France! I need to spend some more time in France, but I had such a great time in Italy. Ahh. The culture and the food... I want to try more places. The art was amazing. I don't think that I've posted pictures of my trip on my LJ. I'll probalby get around to it later. Next time I travel, I wm going to do some more resarch it's going to be crazy. Did you know that the bellini was created in Venice! (at Harry's Bar). I went to Venice and didn't go there to the bar and when I saw a special about Venice on the plane, I was like DANG... why didn't I go?!! I did ride a gondola... which was nice. It's sort of dirty and would have better if it was at night. It was sort of expensive though.. 20 EURO! I think our tour guide ripped us off a little bit, but that's another story.
I had to send off my laptop to Dell because the keyboard was insane. I bet it was food stuck in there. Ew. That would be so nasty, but I did eat around my laptop a lot. I bought the new Gym Class Heroe's cd yesterday instead of just streaming it off of that website. So good. Worth my 12.00 even though at the best buy website it said 9.99. I might have to get my 2 dollars or something back!
Paciugo Gelato
5172 Buffalo Speedway
In the b-4-u-eat reviews, they said that the owner asked them to try BALSAMIC VINIGRETTE. I think I spelled that wrong... but just imagine that in a gelato! That's CRAZY talk. I hope they will let me go on a tasting spree when I go there because that would be awesome.
I want to travel again. I fell in love with Italy and France! I need to spend some more time in France, but I had such a great time in Italy. Ahh. The culture and the food... I want to try more places. The art was amazing. I don't think that I've posted pictures of my trip on my LJ. I'll probalby get around to it later. Next time I travel, I wm going to do some more resarch it's going to be crazy. Did you know that the bellini was created in Venice! (at Harry's Bar). I went to Venice and didn't go there to the bar and when I saw a special about Venice on the plane, I was like DANG... why didn't I go?!! I did ride a gondola... which was nice. It's sort of dirty and would have better if it was at night. It was sort of expensive though.. 20 EURO! I think our tour guide ripped us off a little bit, but that's another story.
I had to send off my laptop to Dell because the keyboard was insane. I bet it was food stuck in there. Ew. That would be so nasty, but I did eat around my laptop a lot. I bought the new Gym Class Heroe's cd yesterday instead of just streaming it off of that website. So good. Worth my 12.00 even though at the best buy website it said 9.99. I might have to get my 2 dollars or something back!
- Mood:
awake
http://www.absolutepunk.net/artists/sho wlink.php?do=showdetails&l=2211
PLEASE LISTEN TO THE WHOLE THING. It is amazing. I love them.
PLEASE LISTEN TO THE WHOLE THING. It is amazing. I love them.
- Mood:
cold - Music:Gym Class Heroes - On My Own Time
School is almost here. Gross. I try not to think about it, but I have to move in August 8th! RA training starts August 9th! It's so crazy to read my entries from when I first started being an RA because I was sooo extremely nervous, couldn't eat, and didn't know what to expect. Now, I'm a seasoned veteran of being an RA. Whoa, it just really boggles my mind. I was so nervous! It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.
I'm still a little nervous to see how this semester is going to play out, because I am going to be taking a lot of classes that pertain to my major. I am also PR Committee Chair for Blaffer Student Association (group formed to create awareness for Blaffer Gallery and its exhibits!) and that is proving TIME consuming. I wrote my first press release... and I was pretty proud of that, but I clearly have a LOT of work to do.
I'm going to be taking 17 hours, being an RA, working at Blaffer (only two days a week), and who knows what else. I am going to try and do intramural badminton (ahahaha!) and see how that works out. And then the PR stuff... plus trying to stay sane.
I'm off tomorrow and so glad that I don't have to go to work! Yay! I get to go pick up the new Gym Class Heroes' cd... As Cruel As Schoolchildren. I'm listening to it right now, and it is so good... although I don't really like the song that I am listening to right now (the first one out of 9 that I've already heard!) Everyone, go out and pick up their album. I promise you will not be disappointed.
I got free screening tickets to see Little Miss Sunshine, so instead of leaving at 6:30 like I did last time to see Monster House, we are leaving at 5:30!!
Monster House is sooo good. POTC 2 wasn't all that... and even though everyone says that Lady In The Water sucks, I am STILL going to see it! haha. Don't know when though.
I really love running... I wish I did it more often. I need new shoes because my running shoes are like 23740573 years old.
Big Brother was crazy tonight. GO MARCELLAS for shutting Jase down like that.
I'm still a little nervous to see how this semester is going to play out, because I am going to be taking a lot of classes that pertain to my major. I am also PR Committee Chair for Blaffer Student Association (group formed to create awareness for Blaffer Gallery and its exhibits!) and that is proving TIME consuming. I wrote my first press release... and I was pretty proud of that, but I clearly have a LOT of work to do.
I'm going to be taking 17 hours, being an RA, working at Blaffer (only two days a week), and who knows what else. I am going to try and do intramural badminton (ahahaha!) and see how that works out. And then the PR stuff... plus trying to stay sane.
I'm off tomorrow and so glad that I don't have to go to work! Yay! I get to go pick up the new Gym Class Heroes' cd... As Cruel As Schoolchildren. I'm listening to it right now, and it is so good... although I don't really like the song that I am listening to right now (the first one out of 9 that I've already heard!) Everyone, go out and pick up their album. I promise you will not be disappointed.
I got free screening tickets to see Little Miss Sunshine, so instead of leaving at 6:30 like I did last time to see Monster House, we are leaving at 5:30!!
Monster House is sooo good. POTC 2 wasn't all that... and even though everyone says that Lady In The Water sucks, I am STILL going to see it! haha. Don't know when though.
I really love running... I wish I did it more often. I need new shoes because my running shoes are like 23740573 years old.
Big Brother was crazy tonight. GO MARCELLAS for shutting Jase down like that.
- Location:living room
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Gym Class Heroes - As Cruel As Schoolchildren
http://www.slate.com/id/2139536/?nav=ai s
READ THAT!!!
Or you can just read it here!
Lacrosse Players
The elitism of preppies, the boorishness of jocks.
By Dave Jamieson
Posted Friday, April 7, 2006, at 7:10 PM ET

I was shocked when I heard about the alleged rape. But I can't say that I was surprised to hear that 15 of the 47 players on the Duke lacrosse roster have arrest records that are laced with alcohol-related crimes. (Disclosure: I was guilty of the same sort of alcohol-related crimes in college.) Five members of the team are alumni of the private Catholic high school I attended in North Jersey. One of them is Ryan McFadyen, the player who wrote an e-mail the night of the alleged assault detailing his fantasy to invite some more strippers over and then kill and skin them.
McFadyen may not have committed a crime, but he is guilty of a common lacrosse sin: puerile meatheadedness. According to court documents, a search of McFadyen's home turned up a poster that apparently pays homage to the crude sexual maneuver known as "the shocker." (For those of you unfamiliar with the nuances of the shocker, consult Wikipedia, or, better yet, your local lacrosse squad.)
Students, faculty, and Durham residents have carried out near-daily protests on Duke's campus. But if any of them are wondering how alcohol-fueled misogyny could fester at one of the nation's top schools, then they simply don't know lacrosse. A brief sociological account is in order. Lacrosse players hail from the privileged, largely white pockets of the Northeast and Mid-Atlantic. They unite and form tribes in Eastern prep schools, where they can be spotted driving SUVs with "LAX" stickers affixed to the rear windows. Many grow addicted to dipping Skoal and wearing soiled white caps with college logos on them. They gain entry into top colleges by virtue of their skills with the stick. They graduate, start careers in New York, marry trophy wives, and put lacrosse sticks in their kids' cribs.
More than any other sport, lacrosse represents the marriage of athletic aggression and upper-class entitlement. While a squash player might consider himself upper-crust, he can't prove his superiority by checking you onto your ass the way a lacrosse defenseman can. And while lacrosse may share with football a love for contact, it is far more socioeconomically insulated than the grid game (except in odd places like Maryland, where it's managed to cross class lines). Some aficionados take pride in the fact that their sport was invented by Native Americans, but I don't imagine many members of the Onondaga Nation end up playing lax at Colgate.
Still, how could college lacrosse players be any more misogynous than your typical football-team steakhead? Perhaps it's because, unlike their football brethren, an unusually large proportion of college lacrosse players spend their high school years in sheltered, all-boys academies before heading off to liberal co-ed colleges. Most guys from single-sex schools are able to adjust. Others join the lacrosse team. The worst of this lot become creatures that are, in the words of a friend of mine, "half William Kennedy Smith, half Lawrence Phillips." In the warm enclave of the locker room, safe from the budding feminists and comp-lit majors, their identity becomes more cemented. How else to explain the report in a Duke school paper that, roughly two weeks after the alleged rape, members of the team were spotted drinking in a Durham bar, chanting, "Duke lacrosse!"
Campus activists and intellectuals generally pay lacrosse players little mind, except when they're griping about how ghoulishly they behave in the cafeteria. In the eyes of their bookish classmates, lax guys occupy the far end of the dirt spectrum, even beyond hockey players. The lacrosse player's unparalleled reputation has spawned some wild rumors over the years. My favorite is the one I heard about how half a college team contracted herpes because they all made love to the same crack in their group-house couch. Urban legend? Sure. And yet, I've heard the tale many times, and it's always lacrosse-specific. That's no accident.
Consider the sport's lone pop-culture icon: Steve Stifler of American Pie. Stifler is the boneheaded lax star who speaks in the third person and beds girls by preying on their insecurities. Never let anyone tell you that Seann William Scott isn't a great actor. His brilliantly cartoonish portrayal is so spot-on that I'm convinced that he shadowed a half-dozen guys I know to prepare for the role. Anyone who knows lacrosse players knows a Stifler. Put him in a football uniform, and the character's magic is gone.
No charges have yet been filed against the Duke players. Who knows? Maybe they'll be exonerated, win next year's NCAA championship, collect their degrees, and go on to have successful careers in Eastern cities. That's the trajectory I've seen for most lacrosse players I've known, including those who remain good friends of mine today. Even if the Duke guys end up in court, I'm sure they won't disown the sport they love. I'll bet that 20 years from now, their sons will be playing lacrosse.
Dave Jamieson is a writer for the Washington City Paper.
Illustration by Mark Alan Stamaty.
READ THAT!!!
Or you can just read it here!
Lacrosse Players
The elitism of preppies, the boorishness of jocks.
By Dave Jamieson
Posted Friday, April 7, 2006, at 7:10 PM ET

I was shocked when I heard about the alleged rape. But I can't say that I was surprised to hear that 15 of the 47 players on the Duke lacrosse roster have arrest records that are laced with alcohol-related crimes. (Disclosure: I was guilty of the same sort of alcohol-related crimes in college.) Five members of the team are alumni of the private Catholic high school I attended in North Jersey. One of them is Ryan McFadyen, the player who wrote an e-mail the night of the alleged assault detailing his fantasy to invite some more strippers over and then kill and skin them.
McFadyen may not have committed a crime, but he is guilty of a common lacrosse sin: puerile meatheadedness. According to court documents, a search of McFadyen's home turned up a poster that apparently pays homage to the crude sexual maneuver known as "the shocker." (For those of you unfamiliar with the nuances of the shocker, consult Wikipedia, or, better yet, your local lacrosse squad.)
Students, faculty, and Durham residents have carried out near-daily protests on Duke's campus. But if any of them are wondering how alcohol-fueled misogyny could fester at one of the nation's top schools, then they simply don't know lacrosse. A brief sociological account is in order. Lacrosse players hail from the privileged, largely white pockets of the Northeast and Mid-Atlantic. They unite and form tribes in Eastern prep schools, where they can be spotted driving SUVs with "LAX" stickers affixed to the rear windows. Many grow addicted to dipping Skoal and wearing soiled white caps with college logos on them. They gain entry into top colleges by virtue of their skills with the stick. They graduate, start careers in New York, marry trophy wives, and put lacrosse sticks in their kids' cribs.
More than any other sport, lacrosse represents the marriage of athletic aggression and upper-class entitlement. While a squash player might consider himself upper-crust, he can't prove his superiority by checking you onto your ass the way a lacrosse defenseman can. And while lacrosse may share with football a love for contact, it is far more socioeconomically insulated than the grid game (except in odd places like Maryland, where it's managed to cross class lines). Some aficionados take pride in the fact that their sport was invented by Native Americans, but I don't imagine many members of the Onondaga Nation end up playing lax at Colgate.
Still, how could college lacrosse players be any more misogynous than your typical football-team steakhead? Perhaps it's because, unlike their football brethren, an unusually large proportion of college lacrosse players spend their high school years in sheltered, all-boys academies before heading off to liberal co-ed colleges. Most guys from single-sex schools are able to adjust. Others join the lacrosse team. The worst of this lot become creatures that are, in the words of a friend of mine, "half William Kennedy Smith, half Lawrence Phillips." In the warm enclave of the locker room, safe from the budding feminists and comp-lit majors, their identity becomes more cemented. How else to explain the report in a Duke school paper that, roughly two weeks after the alleged rape, members of the team were spotted drinking in a Durham bar, chanting, "Duke lacrosse!"
Campus activists and intellectuals generally pay lacrosse players little mind, except when they're griping about how ghoulishly they behave in the cafeteria. In the eyes of their bookish classmates, lax guys occupy the far end of the dirt spectrum, even beyond hockey players. The lacrosse player's unparalleled reputation has spawned some wild rumors over the years. My favorite is the one I heard about how half a college team contracted herpes because they all made love to the same crack in their group-house couch. Urban legend? Sure. And yet, I've heard the tale many times, and it's always lacrosse-specific. That's no accident.
Consider the sport's lone pop-culture icon: Steve Stifler of American Pie. Stifler is the boneheaded lax star who speaks in the third person and beds girls by preying on their insecurities. Never let anyone tell you that Seann William Scott isn't a great actor. His brilliantly cartoonish portrayal is so spot-on that I'm convinced that he shadowed a half-dozen guys I know to prepare for the role. Anyone who knows lacrosse players knows a Stifler. Put him in a football uniform, and the character's magic is gone.
No charges have yet been filed against the Duke players. Who knows? Maybe they'll be exonerated, win next year's NCAA championship, collect their degrees, and go on to have successful careers in Eastern cities. That's the trajectory I've seen for most lacrosse players I've known, including those who remain good friends of mine today. Even if the Duke guys end up in court, I'm sure they won't disown the sport they love. I'll bet that 20 years from now, their sons will be playing lacrosse.
Dave Jamieson is a writer for the Washington City Paper.
Illustration by Mark Alan Stamaty.
- Mood:
geeky - Music:Loud AC
I am sorry you guys, but I am totally enjoying this weather. Its going to be 36 tonight! Whaaaaat! I remember telling someone that I wished that it was going to be in the 60s instead of the 80s, and I got my wish. YESH! Too bad (as with all things) it won't last too long. The 80 degree weather is set to come back Thursday! Nooooooooooooooooo! :/
Oh, I saw a sneak preview of American Dreamz tonight... and PLEASE DON'T PAY TO SEE THIS MOVIE. It was funny at times, but if you do see it, see it for FREE. Dennis Quaid is still my husband though.
Oh, I saw a sneak preview of American Dreamz tonight... and PLEASE DON'T PAY TO SEE THIS MOVIE. It was funny at times, but if you do see it, see it for FREE. Dennis Quaid is still my husband though.
- Mood:
mellow
The Perfect Man
Predator
Con Air
and now Cold Mountain.
Predator
Con Air
and now Cold Mountain.
For all you Food Network TV watchers, am I the only one freaked out by Tyler Florence? He's always feeding people and hitting on the women that he works with! He's such a molestor!
- Mood:
devious
Do this on iTunes. or Musicmatch. or whatever music program you have.
How many total songs?
2207 songs
Sort by Song Title - first and last?
First: "#1" by Nelly
Last: "Zimzallabim" by Mos Def
Sort by Time - first and last?
First: "Should I Go?" by Brandy
Last: "Good Time" by Kyle Riabko
Sort by Album - first and last?
First: 'N Sync - 'N Sync
Last: Youurself or Someone like You - Matchbox 20
Sort by Artist - first and last?
First: 'Nsync
Last: Yvonne Elliman
Find "sex," how many songs show up?
18
Find "death," how many songs show up?
1
Find "love," how many songs show up?
161
Find "peace", how many songs show up?
2
How many total songs?
2207 songs
Sort by Song Title - first and last?
First: "#1" by Nelly
Last: "Zimzallabim" by Mos Def
Sort by Time - first and last?
First: "Should I Go?" by Brandy
Last: "Good Time" by Kyle Riabko
Sort by Album - first and last?
First: 'N Sync - 'N Sync
Last: Youurself or Someone like You - Matchbox 20
Sort by Artist - first and last?
First: 'Nsync
Last: Yvonne Elliman
Find "sex," how many songs show up?
18
Find "death," how many songs show up?
1
Find "love," how many songs show up?
161
Find "peace", how many songs show up?
2
- Mood:
cheerful - Music:The Simpsons
I'm in the library with Deanna on a UH laptop and I have mosquito bites on my hands and they itch. For some reason, the word 'itch' looks like it should always have a B in front of it. This post is completely pointless, but
journalismo was wondering if I had a new post... so here it is Deanna!
- Mood:
angry
Hurricane Rita missed us because of the last minute turn she took towards the east. I am happy but I feel bad for the people in Louisiana and Southeast Texas that got the worst of the storm. We had a few branches down but that is all. I am glad that there are no fatalities though because that was one of the main goals of the evacuation.
So thanks for all your prayers! They worked! Now we have to pray and think about the people that have no place to go because of the hurricane. :/
So thanks for all your prayers! They worked! Now we have to pray and think about the people that have no place to go because of the hurricane. :/
- Mood:
crushed
We're not evacuating and there really is no good reason except for the traffic, no gas thing, and my dad said so. Its really frustrating because I think we should go, but my family is saying that we are not going to. We are going to my mom's job (a nursing home because she has to actually go to work today because a lot of medical people are needed at their jobs) and they are letting us stay in an apartment. We didn't flood when Allison came but as everyone on my friend's list has said that lives in Houston, I don't want to be one of thsoe people that SHOULD have evacuated.
We all just have to hope and pray... FOR REAL.
We all just have to hope and pray... FOR REAL.
- Mood:
distressed
Yeah, so I think we are evacuating. Where to, I have NO idea. UH closed at noon and we are trying to get the residents out of the dorms. Oh man, this is stressful. I don't even know where to begin! Its supposed to be a cat. 5 and we've never evacuated for as long as I've lived in Houston, and I think this is the first time. I don't even know where we are going to go. Probably Katy even though its not that far from our house (like 30 minutes).
- Mood:
worried
Who got a 98 on her Anthroplogy test that had like a 4 page essay turned in with it?! That's right, ME!
I was really happy. Now I am scared to get my Biology test back and that 60 that I just got on my communication quiz (which was SO not right!) suck. But at least I got a 100 on my Western Civ quiz. Wooohooo.
I was really happy. Now I am scared to get my Biology test back and that 60 that I just got on my communication quiz (which was SO not right!) suck. But at least I got a 100 on my Western Civ quiz. Wooohooo.
- Mood:
accomplished
LJ Interests meme results
- christina aguilera:
She's awesome! She's an incredible talent. I can't wait for her new album. - cute underwear:
I like boycut underwear because its comfortable and being comfortable to me is sexy. - flat sandals:
They have an understated elegance if done right. - fresh breath:
Nobody likes funky breath. - hoop earrings:
They make me feel 'attitude-y' - jamie sharper:
He's an incredible football player and those idiots at the Texans let him go. No wonder they lost their last two games. - luxury fashion:
I want to be rich and buy expensive, well-made things. - mashed potatoes:
"pillowy mounds of mashed potatoes." If you know where that is from, you are awesome. - pens:
I like pens! I used to collect them in 6th grade obsessively and now its just a mild obsession. I like writing (physically) and I doodle all the time with words and phrases instead of pictures. - pucci pumps:
They are sexy.
Enter your LJ user name, and 10 interests will be selected from your interest list.
Going to work on the day of a concert really sucks because you are waiting all day to go to the concert and you can barely concentrate on whatever it is you have to do. I got off at work at 3 and Jane, Deanna, and I went to Eric's restaurant at the Hilton on campus. I had some goooodddd Seafood Bisque and some great pasta. Yum! After that we came back to my dorm and worried about who was going to take us to the concert. I was seriously about to go to crazy because she said her aunt would take us (my sister, Deanna, and I) but we didn't know if she could pick us up. Finally all that got sorted out and we went to the concert.
We got there early... like around 8:30 or so and there were some DJs on stage and they were throwing down onstage. It was great. Drunk people were all around and they were smoking some cigarettes and cigaweed that made my eyes burn. I was really upset about that. Then there was this great opening act named Spank Rock and it was this black boy that was rapping to like 60s & 70s beats. It was beyond great. Deanna bought his cd and got it signed. While the Spank Rock guy was on, all of a sudden, this crazy little boy came out of nowhere with eyeliner and this tight little white sweater and tight little bleached pants. He had a drink his X marked hands and he came up in front of us (we were all the way in the front) and started swaying his little bootay and shaking his head and hands. The girl that he was right behind started fussing at him and cursing him out and he kept on saying, "M.I.A..., M.I.A..." and then this other girl's boyfriend tried to take him out and he was spilling his drink and I got hit on the forehead with a little bit of his drink. I felt like I had gotten shot. The guy next to me was like, "I think we just got served." It was sort of funny, but sort of scary at the same time. Finally, a bouncer came and shook the jell out of him and he was thrown out. Goood times!
Finalllllllly, M.I.A. came out and she definitely delivered. People were pushing all up on us and it was hot, but so worth it. I just went crazy. The first time she came to our side, I didn't get to touch her hand, but that second time, I squeezed the crap out of it! I was so freaking excited. It was like Nelly Furtado all over again. She was awesome... and that girl that was just dancing with her was great too. M.I.A. went crazy doing the "booty rolls". That girl can dance. Some pig was taking crotch shots of her though because she was wearing shorts and had her legs on the speakers. I was disgusted. We kept on fanning her when she came over to our side and like
journalismo said, she was thanking us with her eyes. lol. Overall it was just an awesome concert minus the crazies we encountered. It was worth every single penny!
We got there early... like around 8:30 or so and there were some DJs on stage and they were throwing down onstage. It was great. Drunk people were all around and they were smoking some cigarettes and cigaweed that made my eyes burn. I was really upset about that. Then there was this great opening act named Spank Rock and it was this black boy that was rapping to like 60s & 70s beats. It was beyond great. Deanna bought his cd and got it signed. While the Spank Rock guy was on, all of a sudden, this crazy little boy came out of nowhere with eyeliner and this tight little white sweater and tight little bleached pants. He had a drink his X marked hands and he came up in front of us (we were all the way in the front) and started swaying his little bootay and shaking his head and hands. The girl that he was right behind started fussing at him and cursing him out and he kept on saying, "M.I.A..., M.I.A..." and then this other girl's boyfriend tried to take him out and he was spilling his drink and I got hit on the forehead with a little bit of his drink. I felt like I had gotten shot. The guy next to me was like, "I think we just got served." It was sort of funny, but sort of scary at the same time. Finally, a bouncer came and shook the jell out of him and he was thrown out. Goood times!
Finalllllllly, M.I.A. came out and she definitely delivered. People were pushing all up on us and it was hot, but so worth it. I just went crazy. The first time she came to our side, I didn't get to touch her hand, but that second time, I squeezed the crap out of it! I was so freaking excited. It was like Nelly Furtado all over again. She was awesome... and that girl that was just dancing with her was great too. M.I.A. went crazy doing the "booty rolls". That girl can dance. Some pig was taking crotch shots of her though because she was wearing shorts and had her legs on the speakers. I was disgusted. We kept on fanning her when she came over to our side and like
- Mood:
cheerful
O.M.G. The M.I.A. concert was freaking amazing. It was even better than I expected. Full story after my eyes stop BURNING from all the cigarette and ciga-weed smoke.
- Mood:
exhausted
ITS MY BIRTHDAY!
and I have a cold and it rained.
But I won't let that dampen my spirits because I am going to see M.I.A. in concert next Saturday!!!!!!!!!!!
and I have a cold and it rained.
But I won't let that dampen my spirits because I am going to see M.I.A. in concert next Saturday!!!!!!!!!!!
- Mood:
chipper
What happened on Big Brother! SOMEONE TELL MEEEEEE!
- Mood:
awake
