Here we go, with a slightly egotistical version of the Friday Five. For those of you who didn't read while I kept my old journal, jewelness, here is a smattering of entries that I, as a blogger, critic and human being happened to like.
My Top 5 Journal Entries
1. Covered in White Out - June 26, 2007
Just one of many entries about the asshole from Connecticut. This one makes the list, though, because though inspired by the boy situation, I think the entry itself spoke to a larger emotional issue that goes beyond my one time heartbreak.
2. I Can't Forget What Happened Here - January 22, 2006
This entry, obviously about my brother and his departure to college, rings true because it was sort of the culmination on my mini-series on the struggles of being his sister. I don't know if my parents ever knew how difficult it was (and sometimes, still is).
3. Photo Survey - October 11, 2005
I thought this was particularly amusing. Nothing deep, but we all need a break from the gut-wrenching entries.
4. The Process of Letting Go - July 20, 2003
Again, just one of many entries detailing my first painful fall into love. I wrote it after I went to prom.
5. You Don't Care A Bit - June 12, 2006
Of all the relationships, this one prompted (I think) the best writing. It went beyond journal entries and expanded into songs and poems as well. I suppose that means I should be grateful. I'm not.
Friday Five
Posted by trey at 5:10 PM
Labels: Blogging, Friday Five
come on down, to the bottom of the sea
I slept in a waterbed last night.
Aside from the almost constant motion through the whole night as I tried to sleep, it wasn't that bad of an experience. You certainly have to adjust for the fact that as soon as your right shoulder moves, some area near your left ankle will adjust for the redistributed water, and that when you first turn over, you're going to hit the bottom of the bed until the water evens out. It make you feel a little fat, to be honest, but then you're floating again and it's all good.
And sleeping in a waterbed after three drinks makes the game just a little more fun.
i'm so stressed by my stress i just want to up and vomit
I am absolutely losing it over how fucking STRESSED I am right now.
Posted by trey at 6:19 AM
Labels: American University, Fuck, Stress
Friday Five
Posted by trey at 9:20 AM
Labels: Amusement, Friday Five, Hipster PDA, Miranda
truth is a whisper
I have found my new favorite place at AU.
Posted by trey at 5:44 PM
Labels: American University, Goo Goo Dolls, The Quiet Times That Mean Something
Heave your fiercest sigh
Posted by trey at 8:40 AM
Labels: Asian Rice Belly, Hipsters, Skinny Jeans
Friday Five
Current Top 5 Activities
Posted by trey at 9:10 PM
Labels: Cartographers, Friday Five, Koniophobia, Tim
So THIS is how the world sees me...
Posted by trey at 1:15 PM
Labels: Korean women, rice
if dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts
Life does not imitate art.
Posted by trey at 8:56 AM
Labels: Art, boys, Counting Crows, Heisenberg Principle, Life
friday five
I apologize that this is not, in fact, posted on Friday. But life happens. You know how it is.
Posted by trey at 7:53 AM
Labels: Friday Five, Jobs
a day in the photo lab
Caitlin, the unofficial lab assistant, needed to take a photo adaptation. She chose Rosie. In the second photo, note her take on "We Can Do It" and the balance of femininity and strength.
The latter is a more typical Adam face. Here is a second look at Rosie, perhaps a more interesting image of today's feminism.
Adam stole the camera. Look at the pretty modeling light.
Posted by trey at 12:47 PM
Labels: Adam, American University, Caitlin, Photo Lab, Rosie the Riveter, Stalker Sentiments
generations of epic
it's time for greatness
It hit me today as I sat in class.
Posted by trey at 12:57 PM
Meiko - Good Looking Loser
See it live, here. Guess who this song makes me think of. The answer would be E) All of the above. look what you've done look what you have become beautiful yet a fool and a thief with my eyes closed cause that's how it goes everyone knew it but me you're a good looking loser and i'm the one who got away with my eyes full of tears and my hands in two beers and the story is i am ashamed should've been smarter should've tried harder should've been quick to your game you're a good looking loser and i'm the one who got away nobody said it'd be different this time maybe you're all the same and i've had my doubts but i threw them all out i had faith that there'd be no price to pay you're a good looking loser and i'm the one who got away i'm the one who got away you're a good looking loser and i will do what i have to do
Posted by trey at 7:07 PM
i will try to find my place in the diary of jane
Posted by trey at 7:20 AM
Labels: 21, acoustic rock, Breaking Benjamin, Photo Boy