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Name: erin
Birthday: 4/26/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: good music, good movies, good books, good art, good food. ballet & jazz & yoga & running. reading, writing, drawing, painting, & playing the piano. & knowing anyone who is cool.
Expertise: being awesome.
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  my waytoblue
Member Since:
10/25/2004
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| google looks lovely today.
see? isn't it neat?
this weekend i am going to hattiesburg, baton rouge, & new orleans. i need this. i need my family. i need to clear my head. i need seafood. i need to be in new orleans. i need to go shopping at hudson's. ha.
school is winding down & i love it. it's so close to the end. i can taste summer. the heat has been extreme lately but i love that too. i don't mind sitting outside all day & sweating as long as i'm outside in the beautiful sunshine & camisole weather. that being said, i think the weather's supposed to get really ugly soon. like tomorrow. & maybe even cool down some. gross.
thomas hardy was an amazing man. the whole double conversation thing... yes, he knew what he was talking about. i love him & everything he has written.
i'm single-handedly breaking my own heart. everything is & has been self-inflicted. & i have no idea where to go from here. vague, i know. no one knows what i'm talking about, as no one has been told. it's all in my head, which is a bad place to store things.
i need to start going to bed earlier. i really do.
this sounds unhappy. i'm not, i promise. i'm just mixed up. i'm always mixed up.
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| i love my neighborhood. today when i got home i was helping my mom bring in some things from her car, & i just stopped & looked up & down the street. i have a beautiful neighborhood. it's probably the most familiar scene of my entire life, maybe even moreso than the inside of my house. it's changed less.
the gorgeous flowers in the yard across the street are all in bloom. kids are riding bikes up & down the street. the air smells like grass & springtime & sounds like lawnmowers & songbirds. it's right before dusk when the sun is too low to be seen but everything looks brighter than it has all day & everything is orange. that's my favorite time of day. it's so perfectly warm.
there's very little point to this entry other than to share that i love this place. i love my home & my neighbors' homes & this time of year. i love where my house is & everything it's surrounded by. it's in the perfect spot on our street, in the perfect spot in the neighborhood, & the neighborhood is in the perfect spot in birmingham. really.
i've always thought, growing up, that when the time comes to leave for good it will probably be the saddest thing of my life unto that point. i don't know many people who have never moved, but i count myself very lucky & very happy to have spent my entire life in this house. i love always being surrounded by every memory i've ever made. as long as i'm here i can hold on to my childhood.
i turn 21 in 18 days.
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| things are hectic in the mind of me. something is eating away at my insides & i'm doing everything possible to keep my mind off it. unfortunately, i think this might be backfiring.
what do you think of tattoos? i want one. i have been thinking about getting one for a very long time & it's always in the back of my mind. when i'm bored in class i toy with designs & such. it wouldn't be tacky, i swear. i think tattoos can be seriously beautiful art, especially if they really mean something. i want one on my left side, down the ribs & maybe down to the hip, even though i've heard that's an incredibly painful spot. ideally mine would incorporate "in an aeroplane over the sea" by neutral milk hotel, because it defines how i live my life, & also his dark materials by philip pullman, because it changed my life. & these aren't things that come & go. i'd use elements like birds, clouds, & most likely the neutral milk hotel airplane. this may sound crazy coming from me. i don't know. i think about it all the time. & if i do get a tattoo, you can bet i will find a way, very subtly, to incorporate something from zelda into the design. maybe a tiny triforce on the airplane? oh, who knows.
my boyfriend is in new york. he's there without me. i cannot get this out of my mind. tooling around times square, coney island, central park. i'm in starkville, mississippi. i'm not unhappy. i just can't concentrate.
i need things to even out. i need to be calm. i need to stop needing to listen to music at the loudest volumes just to keep my thoughts away. it's not good for my ears. i feel crazy. i am starting to feel the strain.
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| i've got some cross-posting action going on here.
this summer i'm getting one of these. & that's that.
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| spring break is over. it was lazy & negligent. i suppose i enjoyed it. i played a lot of super mario rpg & even though i managed to execute the geno whirl for 9,999 damage AGAIN, i still couldn't beat culex.
an impromptu trip to new orleans with the family was heartbreaking. i took a zillion pictures. for the rest of the week i saw a few friends, hung out with my boyfriend whenever he wasn't in class/at work, & spent some time with my family. great show saturday night - we vs. the shark, where there was a dance-off. & boy howdy i danced my ass off.
eli & i saw the hills have eyes. i give it an 8 or 9/10. seriously. i was shocked, considering it takes a lot for a horror movie to impress me. few to no horror movies do impress me. it was awesome on many different levels, which i elaborated upon in my lj & don't care to go into again. if you want to know, ask me. if you want to go see it, tell me, because i'll gladly go again. it's gory & sickening & rough & has RADIOACTIVE MUTANT DESERT CANNIBALS. mmm.
next week my boyfriend, for his spring break, is going to new york & boston. i am exploding with jealousy. literally. i couldn't be more jealous. this makes everything even worse. everything being the workload that is piled upon me for the next 2 weeks. it's ridiculous.
i do have things to look forward to though. american idol party, thrifting, um... a weekend of work... papers, exams, reading... whatever. i'm throwing my middle finger up to school. except not really, because i'll still get all my work done. because that's just who i am.
tonight driving to starkville i blasted defiance ohio & classic against me! the entire 2.5 hours, & screamed every lyric at the top of my lungs. it felt so damn good. SO good.
speaking of defiance ohio, they are playing in birmingham next thursday the 30th, & i will be there with bells on. i cannot wait. it's going to be AMAZING. i love that band so much. & my friends' band, probably the tornado, is opening. what a great night that will be.
i have felt very stressed lately, even over spring break i was very on edge much of the time. angsty, if you will. this semester is really getting to me. only 6 weeks left. 6 weeks. 6 weeks. i can do that, right?
time to work on my paper. maybe. god. i have to do SOME work before i go to sleep.
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