Chronicles of a Florescent Girl

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The Needle and the Damaged Done- Neil Young (22 times)

I thought this whole, "Keep Christ in Christma" thing was a joke...apparently not. O'Reilly is a dickwad.

Even though he is a total tool I always develop an insta-crush whenever I see him and start scheming. I think this has been going on since freshman year. Jesus!

My schemes worked once, maybe it'll work again...there was a lot of weed, alcohol, infidelity, and most importantly country fair involved though...I don't really have the energy or the ACTUAL desire to do anything about it though.

He has these black cut-off shorts he wears in the summer and can be super cold and quiet...that might explain the attraction. Cryptic and confusing.

It's weird to listen to vinyl again. It's weird to listen to music through good speakers again.

Rafael and I are hitting up Value Village today and it makes me sweat.

Showertime.

If I'm lucky the last time I'll go home is this summer.

I smell like cigarettes and am a complete idiot

I miss Echo

Last night we got crunk. Jigga what.

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Over the break I think I'll start making my own jewelery.

I need to go thirft store shopping like WHOA. I miss Value Village so much. I'll find some nice things and alter the hell out of them.

There are a lot of REAL fucking beautiful people in world. Jesus.

I think I have decided on what my next tattoo will be. It will be on my left shoulder I think and it will be a branch of a persimmon tree in the style of David Lance Goines who illustrates all the Chez Panisse books. It will kind of look like this...

So the reason I'm getting this is because we have a persimmon tree in our back yard that we planted a long time ago but it never bore any fruit and my grandma asked every year if there were any persimmons but there never were. This past year she died and a few weeks after she passed we found the first little fruit on the tree, so its in memory of her. And I guess the style is because mainly I like it and secondly because I grew up around Chez Panisse cookbooks. My mom worships Alice Waters, so maybe it's a little shoutout to her too. The Nakamura women.

Today I walked half of the entire length of Manhattan with Kiyoshi's little sister and her friend. Astor place to the Staten Island Ferry to be exact. I kind of pretended like I knew where I was going...when I really had no idea. I got to see parts of Manhattan I haven't seen yet like Chinatown and the Federal District, parts of the Lower East Side I wasn't familiar with and what not. After we reached the end of the island we had blisters and caught the subway to Soho. As we came up the stairs a naked woman on a horse rode by and a chorus of men standing in a doorway erupted into song. It was surreal. So we watched people chase this naked woman down the street taking pictutes and then went to get muffins at cafe cafe, bought some bandaids for our achey feet, and did some shopping. Hooray. Oh, and I saw one of the Beastie Boys...I dunno his name though...the one with the graying hair...if that helps. Sorry, I never got into the Beastie Boys.

Reiko said Kiyoshi has still been losing weight and is now 5'10 and weighs 120 lbs. I'm a bit concerned but there's not much I can do.

Nick and I haven't been talking that much and it bums me out, but maybe it's for the best.

Let's admit it, sinners are a lot more fun than saints.

Sometimes when I put iTunes on shuffle it is able to pick 20 songs in a row I DON'T want to listen to, which makes me think I should "purge" my library...but its hard to do because maybe some OTHER time I'll be really into that jam! For instance, I just skipped Nico's "Chelsea Girls," but maybe some day I'll just NEED to listen to it, but it'll be gone FOREVER. And I have a REALLY dumb amount of Bright Eyes but I just can't bring myself to delete some of the albums, because maybe I'll REALLY need one specific one. And I have a lot of the Rolling Stones' singles twice but...Ok. Over it.

I read my story about Kiyoshi out loud in class today and was really nervous and shakey, but I think it went ok.

It's like smoking. You know its bad for you, you don't necessarily want to do it, but that comfort in the ritual feels so good and you can't let go.

I like cupping my hand around the flame and inhaling that first breath. I like holding the cigarette between my index and middle fingers and I like that buzz. But I never really want to finish it, except in desperate times. Just the novelty is that good.

And I guess in some weird way, that could all be applied to whatever else is going on.
It's not love really, just comfort.

I want to see my baby girl like WHOA.


Oh. P.S. Cat Power was AMMMMMAZING.

I'm really into making "hypothetical mixes." Like I'll see someone and pretend they asked me to make them a mix so I go and make a mix I think maybe they'll like and call it like, "Girl with the curly hair and brown boots mix." Or, "Boy that was holding a lot of books and walking down Bates hill mix." It's kind of fun...and just as creepy.

Yes. i am enraged.

This is what I did in Buddhism today. Jesus, I need to start paying more attention.

I wish Terry Gross was hotter...oh well. I STILL worship her. Whatever.

I'm listening to David Sedaris in Carnegie Hall and its kind of making me crazy. His writing comes across a lot better when HE reads it. That's probably true with most authors.

I think I will learn how to come off as intelligent and insightful and not just cute.

First I'll do my laundry though.

This post was written JUST for Matt Elkin because I know how much he loves this shit.

Because I moved from Oregon to New York I feel the pressure.

I need to be exponentially cooler when I go back home. When I go back to Wind Ensemble with Leah I have seem that much more hip, smart, put together, and worn out. I have to seem like I've experienced things, learned things, changed. But really I just feel the same. The exact same.

And I suppose it really shows when I look up to people I always thought were SO fucking smart and funny like Carey and Otto and all those kids and I still feel like a silly little girl who is constantly trying to keep up but ends up not adding anything to the conversation.

I think when I get home I'll just hole up with Nick, Gridlock, Manndee, and Jesse, and read a lot. not see anyone

my knees keep knocking together and now they're bruised. Someone spilled tobacco all over myh desk and its dumb. josh is a reallty big douche. i am socially awkward.i think i mine as well jusr t talk because the worsem that can happen is my favorite movei isn't obwscure enough. i don't eve have a favorite movie. Maybe i'kll jus say rock'n'roll highschool or somthing. i think i'll just cal lhinnick. nick. and make him talk to me uyntil i can fall aslepe. hemakes all my good points look stupid ebcause he's so muchg smarter than me. Geeze louise, i miss him so much. I wish Kiyoshi wouold come visit too so for a little bit everyhitn g would seen ok.

I'M HOT SHIT!