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SO Friday night was awesome. Went to Roseland Ballroom to see Paul Van Dyk with Michelle...what an awesome rave. Here is the rundown of what happen:
Friday
6pm: Took the train from Poughkeepsie to Grand Central
8pm: Arrived at Grand Central. Went to hail a cab and some dumb bitch ran in front of us and stole it. Michelle almost punched her.
8:30pm: Arrived at roseland ballroom. 1.5 miles later and $30. Got in line, one of the first, to get in. They tell us it will only be a few minutes.
9:30pm: They let us in. We are fucking soaking wet. It's pouring all day, we have no umbrella and are just wearing short sleeve shirts and pants. Fucking cold. The first DJ starts to spin...don't know who it was, some unknown. Got a few drinks (at $9 a pop). Met up with Paul (my boss, lol), his brother Dan and his girlfriend Lisa, Jana, Pat and Sarah. Got our drink on.
11pm: Dancing around on the dance floor. I love techno, you can dance like a fool and yet it is still applicable. Some guy was getting jerked off behind Paul on the dance floor. Couldnt stop laughing about that one.
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12am: Paul Van Dyk starts spinning. By got that was amazing. Smoke and lights and unbelieveable beats. We party it up.
3:30am: Find Paul amoungst the crowd. He's about to bounce. We are too (the rave goes until 6am). Michelle and i leave, and since we dont want to pay for another cab we decide to walk back to Grand Central...the 2 miles it is. We walk through Times Square.
3:45am: We find someone's cell phone. She calls it. We wait outside the Hersey Store to give it back to her. Michelle gets a hug from a littel asian girl in a cat woman costume.
4:15am: We get back to Grand Central, after many encounters with strange foreign people and drunks. Unfortunately for us, our train isnt until 6:20am and we cant even go inside Grand central because it is closed until 5. We hang around outside, get hot dogs and some weird old Irish man invades our personal space.
6:20am: get on the train, oh thank you god. At this point we have been awake for about 27 hours straight. We barely stay awake the train ride home.
9am: get back to our house. go to sleep, sleep until 6pm.
It was amazing and i'm looking forward to the next one.
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| self reflection in the worst way |
[22 Jul 2006|09:09pm] |
i was driving the other day, and i got to thinking...
i can remember being gay as early as 3rd grade....actually earlier. there was this girl, evie...she was in my...maybe 3rd or 4th grade class, i thought she was soooo cute. and i remember play fighting with caitlin ryan, back in 3rd grade, wrestling over shit, and i took it a little more erotically than a 3rd grader should. lol it's funny the shit u remember, isnt it. and the thing is, i dont have any young memories about liking boys. throughout middle school and high school, sure, i dated boys, as most of u know. and college, hell....but that was college. (blushes) but as a young kid, i dont remember ever really getting turned on by boys, only girls. and the "relationships" i had with boys, never meant much to me. (no offense to those of u) most of them were just sexual gratification, nothing serious, just conquests, entertainment if u will. girls though, ::sigh:: girls are amazing.
so i guess i always knew i would end up with a woman...it was just the rest of u that were in the dark. lol
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| inspired by Rachel (gande) |
[20 May 2005|06:12pm] |
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rache wrote on her blog something similar to this, and in my boredom, and also i think it's really sweet, i'm going to do this.
This is my appreciation...my thank you, to those that really meant something to me this year at New Paltz, and to a few who maybe might not have been so crucial, but made the little difference. i know not all of you will read this, as a few don't have LJ, but who knows..hopefully u will all come across this:
Andrea, u are probably the only reason i haven't lost my mind completely this year (especially this semester). u are my best friend here. u have always taken care of me, listened to me bitch about..everything..., and fed me. u are my painter, my big english dork who cant spell, and my roommate fiance. next semester will be amazing....lots of food, a pimpin' room, and our little pet fancy mouse.
Rachel, neighbor, gande, little rache, my little cracked out smoker. u've been there since the beginning, since "eyelashes." u always let me interrupt your homework just to chat. i love our late night cigarette walks, laying and watching the clouds...and our bisexuality. u will get a fun lesbian to call your own, i promise. oh, and you are emo.
Mel, oh mel...there was a point when i only had u and andrea here. u are the best faerie ever, even though you are afraid of feet, vaginas, and tape. ;) our trip to oneonta was awesome, and our midnight, midhudson bridge adventure was so much fun, despite my lack of fence climbing abilities. u are an awesome photographer, u still need to photograph me. you are the UK to my US. never once have u critized me for my...exploits...and i love you for it. thanks for sticking up for me against all those "poopieheads." sorry i'm not in your suite next year....i just couldnt deal with the tiny room-ness, and mine and andrea's room will be pimptastic.
Clone, dear clone, john joseph gaudet, i love you. that's really all there is to it. i couldnt have gotten through english class without you, nor could i have gotten through this semester. from 80s night, to our bug catching excursions....u are the best clone a girl could ever have, and i'm so happy u are moving into bouton next year, as i will be spending insane amounts of time with you...thanks for being you. oh, and your boyfriend is cool too....that helps.
Lori, u are just fucking awesome. it's always fun when u are around. sushi, anything but clothes, 80s night, people auction, just fucking fun...despite and through the drama. i'm so glad that you are my friend, and i'm always around to do your homework. ;) and W00T for you getting into grad school!
Rob, u have a bit part, i must say, mostly because u are always fucking working....but u definitely deserve a mention, which does mean a lot. thanks for being there, usually online, for me to bitch to about everything, for all your drunkenness, random times, and first semester trips to the mall, for no reason other than to escape, blasting manson or 80s music. TAKE, THESE BROKEN WINGS....
Rachel-202, u my dear, are beautiful. dont let anyone, ANYONE tell u different. thanks for always being up late, for getting my hero with me, for complaining about people, and for the things i can't mention on here. ;) oh, and next semester, even though u wont be living on campus..you will be mine. ;)
Tom, u aren't even on my friends list at the moment, cuz i currently dislike you. but you make this list soley for always being someone i can hate....someone i can get mad at, someone to take my frustrations out on.
that's my list of thanks....it was kinda like signing a yearbook. thanks for such a great year...to everyone....i love all of you guys, and u all better fucking visit me this summer..i have a pool....
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[12 Apr 2005|01:13am] |
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i spent the night hanging out with caitlin and working.
and all i have to say about it is:
i should have stayed in a just wrote my paper.
hopefully i'm jsut over reacting....but with my luck, i'm probably not
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| omg, i forgot this happened until just now |
[09 Apr 2005|03:16pm] |
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this morning, at like 630 am my evil roomate wasn't here and the phone rang and i was like wtf so i ignored it and they called again so i crawled out of bed, picked up the phone and it was of course for my roomate. the person asked where she was, i said i didn't know. they were like, well, is she at class (it's fucking sat) and i was like i don't know, it's 630 in the morning, and the person ssaid (in a ghetto voice of course) "excuse me, are u giving me an attitude, i wouldnt be calling if it wasn't important." haha, sure, her friends call all the damn time. so i was like, i don't know where the hell she is, and i hung up and went back to bed.
oh, and i had a dream last night about a really hot vampire girl, who had a penis. i never saw the penis, i just knew she had one. and i had to go thru this maze to get to her, but i never got there. lol, weird.....i think i'm just horny.
it's been over a week since i've....yeah......(hehe, i had to reference that my dear clone, to make up your lack of talking about it in urs)
anyway....
woke up at noon, got brunch with mi chica, ate with evan, dave, and her friend andy, who had beautiful eyes, and is also an aries. (it's amazing how much one can find out about a person when first meeting them). then went back to her room, i showed her the new moby video with the furries! hehe, and i showed off my abilities to sign the song "Yellow" by coldplay. i should teach her some sign language. i love it, in deaf movies, when there is a couple in bed together holding eachother, and not facing each other, and the sign in front of them, using the other person's body. i think that's soo...i don't know, it's just beautiful. ok, enough about my dorky tendencies towards sign
<3
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[07 Apr 2005|06:18am] |
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i love my clone john more tha words can express...more to come about that later...
i also want to see caitlin more than words can express...<33
for now, shower time
(i've been up since 730am yesterday...my clone and i pulled an all nighter, because it is my bday and we just hung out all night...like i said, more to come later)
::EDIT::
i'm too lazy to write what we did all night, me and john, so i'm stealing what he wrote and putting it in my words:
we started the "arianna birthday celebration". john came over after midnight, because i started my bday off in tear and he wanted to cheer me up so he gave me a present. a comic book by josh wheden! we went to the deli. came back to my dorm aroun 1:30am and he met two of my friends, rachel (202) and amanda. they loved him. its there we decided to not go to sleep since we had our english class at 830. so we left their room around 4am, and went to dunkin donuts and got smoothies, stole a sign, and watched ducks and made up conversations that they might have. it was so great. and the fun's not over. cause its only 630am.
"its amazing how i met her and how much a difference she makes." i feel the same exact way about you my dear <333
p.s., i did my hair, so amanda better be happy, even though i think it looks horrid at the moment
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[03 Apr 2005|10:21am] |
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packing up my computer...cuz i leave in about an hour.....don't have a heart attack when i'm not online for the next 5ish hours...i haven't died
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[02 Apr 2005|11:52pm] |
ok, so my hair...really hard to style. gonna need peoples help with this at the begining...
well, not really hard..just hard for me
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| new hair! |
[01 Apr 2005|12:09pm] |
i look terrible in these pics cuz i'm exhausted, but here is my new hair!
( new hair )
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[22 Mar 2005|11:48pm] |
ok, katie is the blessed virgin...perfect
and my clone is satan! i am god, and my clone is satan...how fucking perfect is that. SEE JOHN, WE ARE CLONES!
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| reasons i love my clone john |
[21 Mar 2005|11:36pm] |
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so i was inspired to make an entry completely devoted to john...my clone..and the reasons i love him....
here it is:
Reasons Why I Love John
-his full name is John Joseph Gaudet....so uber PROPER it's ridiculous
-he's a very liberal bisexual who LOOKS LIKE HE'S 12.....like me!
-he has 10 PIERCINGS...3 of which are that fun industral thing!...i know where the others are, and u dont! :P
-he's LABEL-LESS. you can't say "oh, he's preppy" etc, cuz he's label-less.
-his boyfriend has a FUN NAME
-almost every one of his LJ entries has something about his PENIS, or actions taken towards it, in the entry.
-DREW hit on him! (that's only something my new paltz people will understand as a bad thing)
-he agrees that our english class is COMPLETELY RETARDED.
-he named his computer VICKI and she talks to him.
-he likes BUFFY..enough said
-he has a DORKY TATTOO! the x-men symbol
-he's uber SWEET.
-he doesn't flinch when i greet him with "SEXY" " MY LOVE" or "DEAR."
-because he is himself, and i love him, and he is my clone
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i'm in boston!!!!!!!!!!! and u people aren't! haha....a whole lot more to write when i get back.
i miss u all a bunch tho!
boston is amazing. i want to live here.
it is nice to be outta my little hippie town. tho i do love it
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[05 Mar 2005|07:04pm] |
You Are the Very Gay SpongeBob! |
Because the religious right says so...
And because his best friend looks a bit too much like a penis. |
i'm bored
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Dear Life,
Keep being random. It always amuses me, and it's always when i'm down. Just wanted to let you know. Keep up the good work!
Lots of Love,
Ari
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[25 Feb 2005|08:57pm] |
Things I miss
1) having a boyfriend
2) my mom
3) my andrea cuz i never see her
4) my bestest friends!
5) target
6) sex
7) having a tv in my room
Things I don't miss
1) roniesha (when she actually leaves)
2) feeling left out
3) my virginity (:-P to tom)
10 things I've done that y'all motha fuckas probably have not
1) gotten 3 tattoos in under a year
2) hooked up with a boy in a dress (memories...)
3) Made out with two other people at once, twice, with different people
4) learned 5 languages...screw y'all
5) gotten a boy in bed, using sign language as my pick up line
6) swam with sting rays
7) gotten thru a semester of spanish, without speaking any spanish
8) heard the phrase "my penis was so big i made her stomache hurt" and it didn't apply to me...not that i have penis...
9) mounted a whip and handcuffs to my wall
10) spent so much time with mel that we say the same things at the same time
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[16 Feb 2005|12:32am] |
You are the Devil card. The Devil is based on the
figure Pan, Lord of the Dance. The earthy
physicality of the devil breeds lust. The
devil's call to return to primal instincts
often creates conflict in a society in which
many of these instincts must be kept under
control. Challenges posed by our physical
bodies can be overcome by strength in the
mental, emotional, and spiritual realms. Pan is
also a symbol of enjoyment and rules our
material creativity. The devil knows physical
pleasure and how to manipulate the physical
world. Material creativity finds its output in
such things as dance, pottery, gardening, and
sex. The self-actualized person is able to
accept the sensuality and usefulness of the
devil's gifts while remaining in control of any
darker urges. Image from The Stone Tarot deck.
http://hometown.aol.com/newtarotdeck/
Which Tarot Card Are You?
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| today's events: |
[15 Feb 2005|07:11pm] |
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- went to english class....was 5 min late cuz i overslept, lol
- came back and hung out with rachel, amanda and gerry for like, the whole day. played cards in hazzy, killed amanda, played monopoly in their room...me and gerry joined forces, and granted each other asylum on our properties...so we made amanda and rachel go bankrupt. i ended the game with the whole board in hotels and $5000 dollars. then we played phase 10...made gerry skip both his classes, i skipped one too. he's so damn adorable. :D
-got permission from my dad to drop russian, but he's making me pay him $500 if i do cuz it's my enatly for doing it, or something. who knows. i agreed, cuz i have the money and all. i can make that in 2 weeks back home at target. so yeah...no more russian, thank god
-gotta go to work in an hour
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