| I SAW WAYNE SHORTER PLAY |
[28 Jan 2006|10:33pm] |
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January 28, 2006
Jazz at Walt Disney Concert Hall
8 PM
LA PHIL
Alexander Mickelthwate, conductor
Danilo Pérez, piano
John Patitucci, bass
BRIAN BLADE, drums
with
Wayne Shorter
An incredible evening.
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[01 Dec 2005|12:00pm] |
WORLD AIDS DAY / DECEMBER 1 2005
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| You always want what you can't have |
[16 Feb 2005|07:50pm] |
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"You can't always get what you want, you almost rarely want what you have, and you want what you can't have."
It's that exhausting chase we thrive for. It seems so endless until you've achieved, until you have successfully obtained desire. Yet at such a point, you no longer thirst for the original target; perhaps now something more or maybe something less. It's a vicious and hypocratic game. You rip your opponent's playing card over and over, while they tear apart yours. Sometimes there is nothing left but shredded pieces of paper coated with a light layer of plastic and a lesson barely learned. To tape the pieces back together feels hopeless at times. Sometimes, the only thing to do is to move on to another game and continually participate in this emotional cycle.
And in a larger sense, we all result with a similar ending. Why do treacherous waters and war ships encounter the course of the journey? Can one embrace that which they are?
La Vita è bella.
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| I SWIM IN RAIN |
[09 Jan 2005|09:03pm] |
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Cause = Time, Broken Social Scene |
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PHELIXX GAVE ME THIS LOVELY SAFARI HAT TODAY
It made my day. Today comprised of much procrastination, hogging & squishing, falling & tripping, feet, Drop Dead Gorgeous, brownies & cookies, laughing (x99823749827492837), and love.
Suzie & I had the impulsive urge to go swimming in Julia (AKA PHELIXX)'s pool. So we borrowed her bathing suits and jumped in her pool (with the help of Logan pushing us...um right or not). It happened to be raining of course. And of course Logan & Julia locked us out. Suzie & I ended up dancing and screaming in the middle of the street. It was insanely fun & lovely.
-Alexandria
PS: More photographs soon!
PPS: I think I have a laughing disorder or something.
PPPS: I love my safari hat.
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| YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT |
[30 Dec 2004|03:02pm] |
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You Can't Always Get What You Want, The Rolling Stones |
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Well my lj-hating period was short. Okay, I'm going to be a sheep. Mikey (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) moudamike), showed me this & wants me to pass it on:
http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/asiapcf/12/30/asia.quake/index.html
I really also feel the need to post that. I was aware of what happened before, but it sort of hit me more boldy today when I read Mikey's entry. So about 116,000 people died. I don't know about you, but to me that's quite a large number.
I think I just want to say how lucky we are. Most teenagers & young adults seem to only care about getting laid and drugs. I'm not telling anyone to stop or anything. I just think maybe we all need to take a moment to understand how lucky we are. I'm not saying I'm not "guilty" of anything, because I too have been. I just think we have a lot to be appreciative about. It kind of saddens and frustrates me when a friend thinks their life is over because the boy they like doesn't like them back, or if their hair is static or if they can't get any oral sex lately(don't worry I still love you guys). We can't help these things, and like I said I'm not telling anyone to change.
IT'S JUST LIFE IS SO BEAUTIFUL. Let's live it, not just survive. Like one of those quotable mugs from Coffee Bean said, "Life is not about the number of breaths you take, but the number of moments that take your breath away". Now I'm going on a tangent, but eh whatever.
I know I'm going to get a lot of bitching from people after I post this, but honestly I don't care. Have a good day.
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[29 Dec 2004|12:20am] |
I don't like LJ.
AIM: I Sing In Rain
E-mail: impulsive@hotmail.com
My Space: http://profiles.myspace.com/users/11354969
"brb", I guess.
Whatever.
♥
I'm kind of sick of LJ. I'll still comment lots & make rare occasional entries, I guess. I don't know. I'm not leaving, I don't know why I'm posting this. I guess I'm just that bored. I love you all though, and have a Happy New Year.
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| Remember December For Past Ironies |
[05 Dec 2004|05:02pm] |
She can see her breath once again
She can feel the air stroking her skin
Infinite dots forming, lips are chapped
Another Winter will begin
December crashed onto the wet pavements
It's been almost a year now
The pain rushes back, the memories bold
Perplexing, she doesn't understand how
She's stronger, and there's chocolate left
But disbelief and anxiety remain in the mind
Like the autumn leaves falling, she's feeling cluttered
But in the pile, there's so many moments she'll find
She's forgotten about the war
But the army boy comes back
The bombings and the gunshots are heard once more
She's engaging in attack
It's 1984, there's no one to trust
The allies have become spies
She's thrusted into a battlefield of remembrance
There's orders to comply
The air still sweet
The sun still shines
She's laughing laughs
of different kinds
Feeling everything, every emotion
Abused, used and bruised
cheerful, joyous and delighted
Melancholy, hopeless, faithful, and confused
She's driving in the car
The street lights are blurred
Her eyes leave thin painted streaks of black and blue
She's drowning her ears in meaningless words
She crashes, but she flies
She's honest, but she lies
She's living, but she dies
She laughs, but she cries
It's another ironic winter
Leading to an unexpected new year
Twists and turns, both painful and pleasure
The next steps both hazy and clear
Irony is love, love is irony
It's just another December
Elating, animating
Love and thoughts, she will always remember
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| GO SAMO! |
[08 Oct 2004|10:28pm] |
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A Line In The Sand, Q and Not U |
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Today was the homecoming day. We had a pep rally and all that shiz. There was a fight afterwards too. And I think another one after that haha. Anyways, tonight was the Homecoming Game. SAMOHI vs. ROOSEVELT HIGH (Varsity). We won 21 to 14. It was like intense the last few minutes when we were tied 14-14, but we still kicked ass in like the last 8 seconds. The marching band started playing like the closing song or whatever when there was like 0.05 (something like that) seconds left and it was hilarious. People were like yelling because they thought that it was going to curse the game or whatever. I love those kids. Seriously. But the point is we won and yay!
( +3 )
And for those of you who like to know these things; Yeah I like someone. Okaydokay then.
I'm so glad it's the weekend. Call me if you want to do anything! <3
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| Sometimes You Have To Fall to Fly |
[29 Sep 2004|10:42pm] |
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You can't miss something until it's gone. It's when it's gone that you realize how much it means to you. And then there are times when something always happens or works, or when someone's always there for you, except the time you need it/them the most. It's scary to realize how much you can trust someone; how you think you know someone and you really just don't. And how everything is juxtaposition. It's all cliche, yet true.
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| Yesterday |
[12 Sep 2004|04:39pm] |
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The Past And Pending, The Shins |
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Climbing roofs is fun. Too bad some roofs are dirty. And fucking high. And scary to climb. I like to run into the sprinklers. Shacknoff hates me. I think. Sidewalks and bare streets @ 3AM are awesome too. And if you don't get any of this, it's totally alrite.
Yesterday was gorgeous.
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| HS |
[08 Sep 2004|07:02pm] |
Well today was the first day of school. They changed my schedule again. It was okay. All but two classes are in different buildings and it's just like whoa. But yeah. Some of this will be hell. But some will be lovely. The house system is really pointless if you ask me. And there are like no hot guys in any of my classes. I just can NOT believe summer is fucking over. It's kind of cool to see people again but I am going to miss sleeping in since school starts at 7:12 for me.
After school a bunch of us took the bus to wherever. Erin, Elke, Allie and I went to Montana after (oh wow, what a Lincoln thing).
♥
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| I still believe it when you say It's Another Perfect Day... |
[08 Aug 2004|11:23am] |
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ANOTHER PERFECT DAY: American Hi-Fi |
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Untitled
Will you ever come back, I’m sick of waiting
All this time has passed, memories are fading
You’re gone, gone, and I keep on hoping
Hanging on a sliver, my breath is choking
We were just doing whatever and lying on the sidewalk
Laughing at anything, and finding people to stalk
But the book is closing, and you are going, somewhere, somewhere far away
I can not follow you, you don’t want me to, so where do I stay?
You’ve changed, never going to be the same, and away you fly
I guess, this is the end, this is when we say good-bye
You’ve scraped every minute of my heart, and tore away the beats
You leave me behind, scarring me, kissing my defeat
I wish that this was just a boomerang act,
And before I knew it, you’d be back
But there’s no use on wasting hopeless faith of magnificent pasts
The sun has set, the trees go black, it’s shadows have been cast
This is nothing pretty, nothing ugly either at all
But I’m aching because I know that in your life I’m now something small
Friendship is a beauty but when it ends the victim falls
The warrior moves on to different people, this time ones with balls
You’ve changed, never going to be the same, and away you fly
I guess, this is the end, this is when we say good-bye
You’ve scraped every minute of my heart, and tore away the beats
You leave me behind, scarring me, kissing my defeat
Not like this person cares at all...but I guess the point of an LJ is for kids like me to rant about whatever and express myself, so here I am. You probably don't really understand this poem...and that's okay. I just need to express myself. Yet; Life is beautiful right...?
♥
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| smores |
[01 Aug 2004|06:08pm] |
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| she's got a ticket to ride... |
[24 Jul 2004|09:40pm] |
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The Beatles: Ticket To Ride |
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Bridget's gone. Pretty much forever. Sure we'll hang out but not as much, and things just won't ever be the same. She's still going to be my best friend forever. For some reason, deep down inside of me, I wasn't sure if she was going to really move or not...but sure enough- she did. I really will miss her. We've been the best of friends since forever. Good times, good times.
BRIDGET, we will always be fABlous best friends forever! I LOVE YOU.
Also, New Layout; The Beatles <3.
and,
I AM IN M HOUSE.
but it might change
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| THE NOTEBOOK |
[25 Jun 2004|10:57pm] |
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Music from The Notebook Soundtrack |
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The Notebook is the best movie ever. I am in love with it. Everything about it was amazing. Bridget and I were literally crying (tears). I love The Notebook.
//EDIT: Like my new LJ layout? It took me a while to make, but it features The Notebook
//EDIT2: I saw The Notebook again last night (7/1/04)
//EDIT3: Join my new community: thenotebook_
♥♥♥♥
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