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Name: Marina
Birthday: 7/21/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: dancing, ice-skating, writing, being in love, long beach, spooning, reading, facebooking
Occupation: Student
AIM:  DeviLicious51
Member Since:
11/21/2002
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| Last night I went to a party at a Cribs-style house out in Long Island. I gotta say, it was pretty sick. The property was AMAZING, and they had a pool and people were swimming and drinking and smoking and grilling and just hanging out.. It was nice to go to this party and not have to worry about bringing alcohol or like going out to a diner for food in the middle of the night. The guy was Saurab, Camille and Jamar's friend from Syracuse, but a lot of the people there were former footballers/cheersluts, so it was kinda like a split between the Stuy folk and the others. I just hung out, talked to a bunch of different people that I hadn't actually talked to in a while--Camille, Jamar, even Sean really--and just chilled out.
I'm glad I wasn't a hermit ALL weekend...
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| omg it's been a month already! it flew by so fuckin fast. i've been basically just working for OPA (yeah, city employees!) and taking hip hop classes, which have been amazing.
oh, and reading harry potter---aammmmaaaaziiiiiiiiiiiinggg! i've also been really tired and lazy lately--maybe its the weather?
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| wheeeeeee!!!! i got my licenseeeeee!!! i'm so excited :)
annnnd class ended! today was an excellent day.
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| I've been SO bad about writing. It's not for lack of eventfulness.... The straight-fact, unemotional rundown:
1) I'm taking a class at Queens College (Intro to Ethics)...There was some stress about this in the beginning, but whatever, a 3.5 week class to get credit for a whole semester? Yes, please. The fact that it's 2 hours and 40 minutes Mon-Thurs kind of sucks, but I'll live.
2) I got into MSB, so I've officially sold my soul to corporate America, which is very much like me: a constant struggle between pragmatism and romanticism. Ugh.
3) I'm working (well, training to work) for the Princeton Review. Ironic, that even after being in college, I still can't seem to escape the SATs. Those motherfuckers. Training isn't too bad, even though it's like 15 hours a week, including ALL day on Saturday, but Maria Santos from Stuy is in my group so we at least have each other.
4) I've been sort of chilling. Except not really with SAT or Stuy '06, but a little with the home crew (sans Dubinsky, where the fuck is that kid?!?!?), a lot with Shani and Christine, a little with Anna (and Dawn and Steph when they were here...), a lil with Raul this past Thursday (more to come on that soon.), etc etc etc.
5) Speaking of that. I went to Wiggles for the first time in my life, with Dawn, Anna, Steph, Sean, and Jamar. It was pretty much amazing. Just kidding, it wasn't, and we got there half an hour before it closed, so that sucked. But, I gave a stripper a dollar with my mouth... into her cleavage. It made everything totally worth it.
6) Me and Eva got into a fight. Well, actually it would be more accurate to say that she's just mad at me and we haven't spoken in a while, despite a couple of tries on my part. It's pretty much over me being a flake, which I can understand, but over a very stupid situation involving some miscommunication. I guess it's like the straw that broke the camel's back. It sucks.
Ok, so onto the more significant parts of life so far:
Me and Raul hung out all day Thursday, just driving around in his van, chilling in his house, driving around some more, sitting in his van in front of my building for HOURS... It was so nice, just to hang out with him and kind of reconnect on a level that we really hadn't probably since he graduated. We talked about EVERYTHING, and in part, me and my love life/lack thereof. I wish I could remember exactly what was said, but as usual my memory does not fail to fail me (ugh). I think Raul's conclusion was that I should just have sex, but him being a semi man-whore, that doesn't really surprise me. I think my conclusion is that something's wrong with either me or everyone around me. As much as I say otherwise, I don't like to think that I'm THAT unattractive, and I am pretty confident in my personality, so I don't really know what the problem is. And I don't know where to meet new people, so that kind of sucks. I know I should probably be LIVING more now, going out every night, partying, fuck the classes and work! I only get to be 18 for another month, and 19 for only a year after that, and soon enough, real life starts and I have to be an adult. But I can't really help being kind of a homebody/caring too much about getting a lot of sleep. I love love love sleep. I should just embrace Butler or Kant or whoever it was I learned about in ethics that endorsed living a hedonistic lifestyle and just making yourself happy. But I won't.
I just re-skimmed Second Helpings for the bazillionth time over this last year, but it just reminded me how much I want that right now and how probably unrealistic it is. I think (and I think Raul agreed) that I'm looking for too much. I probably am, but I can't help it. Anyways. Also, the emotional/sexual frustration is at an all-time high. And I hate that, now that the weather's nice, all I see everyfuckingwhere are couples being all cutesy and lounging on lawns and just basking in their bliss. I think I'm thisclose to becoming a cynical, pessimistic cat lady.
Oh, and it's Saturday, and I'm home. Why, oh why?
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| the past couple of days have been: cleaning, ashley's house with anna, six flags !! (EL TORO JIZZZZZZZZ), mad fun times there, and dreams of d3 and missing home (i'm homesick for dc?? weird)
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