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Name: Katherine
Birthday: 6/13/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: I'm about as interesting as a rusty nail. Is that a good comparison? I didn't think so. hmm? I guess music-Sublime,zero7, The Clash, RHCP, 311, Radiohead, NIRVANA, COLDPLAY, The Cure, The Strokes, Gorillaz, The Postal Service, Tool,(Beck), White Stripes,Rage Against the Machine, Audioslave, A Perfect Circle, Bush,The Doves, Deathcab..., Stone Temple Pilots, Pearl Jam to name a few...hmm what else?occasional journal kept that no one knows I have. Write mostly about the "highlight" of my day.My interests are not that diverse because I quit everything that I take up ie:piano,recorder, tennis, soccer, drawing, painting, origami. Attribute this to my short attention span. My interest do however include running for President of the United States in the year 2024, becoming the first nun/psychiatrist/ president in the world. Loads of fun.
pranking people and producing fictitious parking tickets for my parents. (It's an art)
Expertise: Follow the arrows --->--->--->--->.....none
uncanny sarcasm once you get to know me. In the mean time, I pretend to be a nice person.
Compulsive liar. Pretending to listen and care. Being a full time student in desolate Hanover, NH. Creating various accounts when bored and updating rarely, if ever.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Medical
AIM:  Lcontr0105
Member Since:
7/28/2004
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And by the way, everything in life is writable about
if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to
improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
-Sylvia Plath
Where have i been for nearly 2 years?
I am back and am semi committing to actually doing this xanga business
a little more justice. Well...the truth is I have decided to work on my
memoir ad even have a working title, which I won't give away quite yet.
I think I have to start somewhere so why not get into the gear of
docummenting my days.
I spent the weekend in te city. For the past few months I've gone into
the city at least every other weekend because suburbia bored me but
have had at least one emotional episode everytime I've been there. This
weekend though was the first one in a while when I actually had a good
time.
On friday I hung out with a friend in Long island and it was a pretty
laid back night since we were both uber exhausted. On saturday we
came into manhattan for a cocktail hour with alums fro our college and
even though I thought the mingling with strangers would be strange, it
actully wasn't so bad. cocktails was followed by dinner and I ended up
having the first real conversation I've had in months with my ex. I
think we can finally put our romantic relationship past us and be ok as
friends. Not that my feelings for said person have completely
disappeared or changed. On somedays I wake up and feel like they have
intensified but I realized a whole ago that I rather have them as a
friend then not at all. Except I didn;t believe this to be true until
this weekend and this is why I say things will be ok between us.
Sunday called for sunday brunch at this obnoxiously upscale restaurant
on the upper east side. The alums paid for everything though and I
think I only thought it was obnoxious because t was everything but a
hole-in-the-wall. It was though really nice, not too stuffy and the
eggs benedict were quite tasty. Sarabeth's is the name of the place. A
couple of my friends and I attempted to go bowling but so did about
half of manhattan since both chelsea piers and bowlmore lanes had a
ridic waiting time of nearly 3 hours each. that was that for bowling so
we just went to my friend's place and watched movies while eating
triscuits and cheese. hmm I want some.
Later that night I came to realize through a conversation with a friend
from Hong Kong that I've become one of those people who cares very
little about anything outside of their immediate bubble and that
ultimately biews the world through a rose-colored lens. You know, an
American.
It was incredulous to me that in a room with about a dozen or so
Ivy Leaguegrads, my HK friend could not find a single person with whom
to have a stimulating conversation/discussion about the genocide and
pollitical turmoil in Kenya. I woke up this morning and spent it
shifting through all the BBC news headlines and trying to ammeliorate
and scrub away 4 years and nearly 200,000 dollars worth of Ivy League
ignorance. As an (over achieving) high schooler I would never in a
million years have thought that I would peak at 18. Listening to V, I
began to feel like these past few years were a complete waste of my
time. Nothing that I've learned in history class will ever be useful.
At best I will be able to throw in knowledge of useless facts in
conversation. At worst, I will be that girl who throws in useless
knowledge in conversation. It sucks to think that these past 21
years are culminating to create this human-shaped blob of useless
information. Here I am on the verge of acquiring my degree from one of
the "best" and certainly most expensive college in the country, and the
world and I couldn't care less. In fact I"m resentful that my parents
have had to pay so much money so that I can be accepted by those that
"matter." But i will never be accepted. I don't want to be accepted. If
been stripped of all my childhood dreams, of my sense of self, of my
rhyme and my own rhythm. I am more unsure of myself than I have ever
been and it sucks.
ugh. I can keep going forever. Except my life is so planned out that I
have neither the time nor space to express all these emotions and
thoughts in my head and my heart. I have to be up in a few hours
because duty calls. even though im cutting myself off from my writing,
something i would never have dreamt of doing 3/4 years ao, i hope to
resume as soon as I wake up. my memoir won't write itsel after all.
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| - curre curre guaglioits been 2 years since i've written anything in here. totally fogot about it. my life is still dull. in school for sophomore summer and waiting for italy to win the world cup. um, to think i was a prefreshman 2 years ago and now im a rising junior and still find some sort of amusement out of this or else i would not be writing huh. my life is now deefined by rugby practices, wednesday night meetings at my coed frat or frarority if you will, avoiding work, realizing i cant avoid work, pretending to work and ever so often, actually working. the family is all over the place this summer as well, much like the summer 2 years ago. folks are going on vacation in a week, sisters are traveling to exciting places im stuck in school. also i saw pirates...last night. what was that about. plus it was the longest thing ever and the theater was packed so i sat in the very front, reason why my neck probably hurts. i succumbed to the pressures of a capitalist society as i am now part f this films opening weekend statistics. homework calls as i wont be doing anything for at least 2 hours once the cup starts. | | |
| - district sleeps alone tonightSo...It's has been a while, hasn't it? Can't wait until Friday when I'm off to the Caribbean. Is that how you spell it? I'll be spending the bulk of my 11 days there in a resort, which I am not looking forward too. Sure it's nice to be pampered and catered too but there are always so many tourists, not the annoying type though with cameras around their necks. Well, I'm not exactly a tourist over there since most of my family is from the Caribbean. I rather just stay home by myself and eat ice cream. I love ice cream.
Anyway, I still suffer from restlessness at home with which I try to cope by watching stupid shows like The Assistant and Road Rules and a lot of TLC. Trading Spaces fan since the beginning. So I spent Saturday in Greenwich, Connecticut. Pretty fun. BBQ, swimming in the pool(it was too cold for me), and playing tennis and volleyball. Good times.
oh the last week of work. I might actually miss beeing idle for hours at a time. Oh and HannaH, you're an even bigger loser for reading this. notice the subtle way in which I try to get under your skin. Hint, the extra H at the end of your name. So I was in the cafe yesterday and I am always looking for signs to point me in the direction my life needs to be going and what do I find? A travel guide for New Hampshire. Maybe I am meant to go to college there. Or maybe I'm reading too much into it. Probably, most likely the latter. Anyway,, I said I wasn't interesting. What were you expecting? Entertainment? | | |
| This is my first time posting. It's 12 am and I am almost tempted to compare this boredom and restlessness that I have to the boredom at work. No but there is no comparison. Surprisingly enough, I did have work this week. But of course my supervisor was no where to be found. I'm just enough an ignored child waiting for those random calls from the scholars.
Anyway, everyone in my family is on vacation and the only thing that worries me is that I don't know how to cook. I pretty much have to eat out everyday, which I don't mind but I would pick a home cooked meal over anything. Actually this being by myself isn't so bad except that I can only watch tv and go online and that pretty much becomes monotonous after a few hours.
I am so bored....I guess that's enough of this for now. Nothing much to do but go to sleep.
2 more weeks until I can go have some fun in rhe sun......though I hate the sun, but that is a different story. | | |
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