Packing!

It took 2 days, 3 judges and a whole lotta downsizing. One thing I'm not very good at is packing lightly. 5 days, to me, is the equivalence of 5 months. I like to be prepared. If it's going to rain, I want rain clothes. If I have a chance to wine and dine with Billy Joel, I want to be ready. If it's the end of the world? Well, in that case I MUST look fabulous. And if fabulous is trekking everything I own through the Florida airport, so be it.

I'm also really great at exaggerating. I picked out 5 main outfits for 5 days there. A few extra shirts, not enough shoes and a great bag for each outfit. Each pair of pants also has a specifc underwear assignment that I keep track of through my clothing Rolodex. For example:

Floridian Meteorologist: Hurricane Zelnorm has just hit.

Me: (grabbing my Rolodex out of my bag) Hurry! Mario! Quick! Find me SanFransisco tent pants and H&M $4 perfect black shirt! (#3!)

And just by looking under T (for tent pants) it gives the underwear listed that MUST be worn underneath.

It was just an example. I really don't think thats what I'd like to be wearing during a hurricane. Something more in the likeness of an adult diaper, adorned with a decorative brooch, perhaps.

Here I was thinking that seeing Mario was the big deal. Packing was obviously a bigger ordeal. Seeing him again will just be another walk in the park.

Ha. I actually believed that sentence for a second.

Wish me luck.

See you all in a week!

 

This Flight Tonight - Joanie Mitchell

Look out the left the captain said
The lights down there, that’s where we’ll land
I saw a falling star burn up
Above the las vegas sands
It wasn’t the one that you gave to me
That night down south between the trailers
Not the early one
That you can wish upon;
Not the northern one
That guides in the sailors

Oh starbright, starbright
You’ve got the lovin’ that I like, all right
Turn this crazy bird around
I shouldn’t have got on this flight tonight

You got the touch so gentle and sweet
But you’ve got that look so critical
Now I can’t talk to you baby
I get so weak
Sometimes I think love is just mythical
Up there’s a heaven
Down there’s a town
Blackness everywhere and little lights shine
Oh, blackness, blackness dragging me down
Come on light the candle in this poor heart of mine

Oh starbright, starbright
You’ve got the lovin’ that I like, all right
Turn this crazy bird around
I shouldn’t hove got on this flight tonight

I’m drinking sweet champagne
Got the headphones up high
Can’t numb you out
Can’t drum you out of my mind
They’re playing goodbye baby, baby goodbye,
Ooh, ooh, love is blind
Up go the flaps, down go the wheels
I hope you got your heat turned on baby
I hope they finally fixed your automobile
I hope it’s better when we meet again baby

Starbright, starbright
You got the lovin’ that I like, all right
Turn this crazy bird around
I shouldn’t have got on this flight tonightUntil then...

CHEERS!

 How to make a Marissa

Ingredients:
3 parts mercy
5 parts crazyiness
5 parts ego Method:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add wisdom to taste! Do not overindulge!

What cocktail are you?

It Can't Come Quickly Enough

Believe it or not, no complaints today.

In only 6 days I will be landing in Florida though it seems more like landing on the moon. I forget which.

Mario.

Wow.

I've waited so long for this and I find myself wishing it all to go by faster, when I know I should be savoring every second, holding onto it with a clenched fist. And I can't help but wonder if it was better not knowing.

I want to know what this was all for. If it was all worth it. And to get that "near kiss" for real this time. God, it's been too long...

My picture of forever may be shattered. To which I can pick up the pieces and start with that proverbial clean slate. Is it wrong to want a dirty slate? One with marred with mistakes and no pride and little inflections of broken hearts? To over-indulge my id and milk everything until it's dry?

I want drips of water that turn into cascading diamonds.

The Late Debate

I knew the joy expressed in the previous entry wouldn't hold over for too long.

And although it's spring break, I find 4 HUGE papers looming over my head like an unpleasant Looney Tunes-esque storm cloud. I've lost my focus. I told myself earlier today that if I took on one paper per night, I'd be done by Thursday and have plenty of time still to pack and finish up in my room. But here I sit, typing another generic journal entry. Once upon a time I had a knack for this sorta thing. Once upon a time my entries didn't suck. Rar rar rar rar rar!

I don't know if it be the il stresso majoro I'm under or the too many beers I consumed nearly a month ago but things are not right. I'm not sleeping and I am late. (No, Marissa! You're right on time!) NO I'M NOT! (Kathleen, maybe we'll have to make a trip to Steve Madden Jr. together!)

I am so voting myself off the Marissa Island.

I <3 SPRING BREAK!!!!!!!!!

It's finally here!!!!!!!!!!!! SPRING BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am ELATED!!! (and that don't happen often!)

But it's not even for just one week!

TRY TWO!

Two? Yes! Two!

I decided not to waste my spring break by going on vacation. So I'm going the week after. That and SOMEBODY has their spring break the week AFTER mine. So, I decided to be flexible.

Where am I going?

Hmm...now I've kept this a secret for quite some time...but now I'm ready to let you all in on it...

Mario:  yeah... get your ass down here and see me, i'll pay for the ticket

 

Well, that's ALL I needed to hear! FLORIDA HERE I COME! Mario, make room! Me and my glorious shoe collection shall be arriving March 28th in the a.m.!

Enjoy this HAPPY entry for as long as you can! I'm trying to savor every moment...

The tests, the studying, the endless papers.....ALL DONE! For 2 weeks! DONE DONE DONE!!!! (except for the research paper and 25 page play due when I get back...)

But until then! FLORIDA! MARIO! BEACHES! SHOPPPPPING! ORANGE JUICE!

IT'S SOOOOO GOOOOOD!

I don't know if it's ALL the coffee combined from the last 3 days in which I slept a total of 7 hours thats got me so high or that my mom is blaring Boys II Men in the kitchen, but damn! I feeel good!

Did I mention I've also :

1. finished my room (pictures soon to come!)

2. worked 30 hours

3. made plans for a dinner party at my house tonight!

4. made GREAT work friends.

5. written 3 papers in the last 2 days

6. study and took 2 tests within 2 hours this morning

7. lost 7 pounds :( 

8. traded in my winter wardrobe for a springy one!

9. phonicated

10. visited Anthony

11. paid $2000 for my Italy trip

12. put in my application for graduation in May! DONE DONE DONE!!!!!!!

13. got a Measter Bunny costume for Saturday's Free Family Fun Event!

14. got rid of clothes and (!!!) SHOES! *gasp*

15. I'm HALFWAY DONE WITH SCHOOOOOOOL! 9 more weeks! And I am  FREEEE FREEEEE FREEEEEEEE!

 

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

'tis grand!

to say the VERY least.

 

*jumps around*

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

release me.

It's not even worth it anymore.

new music to die to.

Beck - The Golden Age 

Put your hands on the wheel

Let the golden age begin

Let the window down

Feel the moonlight on your skin

Let the desert wind

Cool your aching head

Let the weight of the world

Drift away instead

These days I barely get by

I don't even try

It's a treacherous road

With a desolated view

There's distant lights

But here they're far and few

And the sun don't shine

Even when its day

You gotta drive all night

Just to feel like you're ok

These days I barely get by

I don't even try