What the fuck New Jersey!
Chris Christie?
Why couldn't people vote for Daggett? So what if his last name is a character on X-Files?
Christie and Corzine both had terrible, hateful campaigns.
Daggett was the only guy stating positive solutions about change in this state, instead of just hating on the other candidate.
But no, people can't vote for someone who doesn't represent a party.
Watch the video of the guy who should've won (post-loss).
http://videos.nj.com/star-ledger/2009/11/independent_chris_daggett_conc.html
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
sweeeeeeeet jane
i do like fall weather.
crisp air and chills.
reminds me of being little.
it feels like now that i'm getting older, i barely recognize the seasons. they all just blend into each other and none of them have their specific traits anymore. i've only really felt autumn about three days this fall. it's a distinct sense. once again, crisp air, chills, warm earthy colors, sweaters, boots, walking home from school.
i don't feel that anymore.
everythings just kind of the same.
sometimes though, one day stands out more than the other and i'll get all nostalgic and feel warm and cuddly inside.
i love days like those.
especially once winter comes.
i love colder weather. :)
smiles everywhere!
i'm saving up my money to run away from home again, just this time i'm not sure where, but i'm thinking that i might cross some seas and/or continents to find a new favorite place.
i'm
excited
for something
new!
crisp air and chills.
reminds me of being little.
it feels like now that i'm getting older, i barely recognize the seasons. they all just blend into each other and none of them have their specific traits anymore. i've only really felt autumn about three days this fall. it's a distinct sense. once again, crisp air, chills, warm earthy colors, sweaters, boots, walking home from school.
i don't feel that anymore.
everythings just kind of the same.
sometimes though, one day stands out more than the other and i'll get all nostalgic and feel warm and cuddly inside.
i love days like those.
especially once winter comes.
i love colder weather. :)
smiles everywhere!
i'm saving up my money to run away from home again, just this time i'm not sure where, but i'm thinking that i might cross some seas and/or continents to find a new favorite place.
i'm
excited
for something
new!
speaking of places to run away to..
here are some people that i haven't seen in months because they live so far away, people that i miss
very much..
very much..
Friday, October 16, 2009
For what it's worth..
I swear to god, if I ever get another late night text message from a boy, any boy, I will lose my head. How stupid do I look?
THERE IS ONLY ONE REASON FOR A LATE NIGHT PHONE CALL.
Well, wait, unless you're out and hanging with friends and you're waiting for someone else to come and meet up..
but besides that..
THERE'S ONLY ONE REASON.
And no, I won't go over to your house, and you can't come to mine.
JEEZUS.
So with that said, maybe I'll ignore the text and hope the person gets the hint, instead of just bitching about it on my blog. Maybe.
THERE IS ONLY ONE REASON FOR A LATE NIGHT PHONE CALL.
Well, wait, unless you're out and hanging with friends and you're waiting for someone else to come and meet up..
but besides that..
THERE'S ONLY ONE REASON.
And no, I won't go over to your house, and you can't come to mine.
JEEZUS.
So with that said, maybe I'll ignore the text and hope the person gets the hint, instead of just bitching about it on my blog. Maybe.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
dear hannah
I will eventually get to the posting about how I'm supposed to invite you all into my life.
The other night (last night), some of the key themes of my dream was:
kidnapping, escaping, babies, safety, stolen vehicles, daytime.
Right now, I have to copy and paste some interpretations of these parts of my dream,
Kidnapping = "To dream that you are being kidnapped, denotes feelings of being trapped and restricted. Someone or some situation may be diverting your concentration and your attention away from your goals. "
Escaping = "To dream that you escape from jail or some place of confinement, signifies your need to escape from a restrictive situation or attitude. Alternatively, it suggests that you are refusing to face your problems. You are avoiding the situation, instead of confronting them"
Babies = "To dream that you are babysitting, suggests that you need to care for the child within yourself."
Safety= "To dream that you have a sense of security, suggests that you may be experiencing much insecurity in your waking life. The dream is compensating for your lack of security. You need to feel well-protected, both physically and emotionally. "
Stolen cars = "To dream that you car has been stolen, indicates that you are being stripped of your identity. This may relate to losing your job, a failed relationship, or some situation which has played a significant role in your identity and who you are as a person"
"To dream that you are riding in an automobile, signifies that even in pleasant situations, you will still be restless and uneasy"
Daytime = "To dream of the afternoon time, suggest that it is time to put your energies to good use. Draw and learn from your past experiences and lessons. Alternatively, it symbolizes clarity to a situation."
Basically,
what all this means is,
I'm an insecure basket case that's unable to confront her fears/problems.
Although, the daytime totally throws off the whole thing.
Maybe there is hope for me yet.
The other night (last night), some of the key themes of my dream was:
kidnapping, escaping, babies, safety, stolen vehicles, daytime.
Right now, I have to copy and paste some interpretations of these parts of my dream,
Kidnapping = "To dream that you are being kidnapped, denotes feelings of being trapped and restricted. Someone or some situation may be diverting your concentration and your attention away from your goals. "
Escaping = "To dream that you escape from jail or some place of confinement, signifies your need to escape from a restrictive situation or attitude. Alternatively, it suggests that you are refusing to face your problems. You are avoiding the situation, instead of confronting them"
Babies = "To dream that you are babysitting, suggests that you need to care for the child within yourself."
Safety= "To dream that you have a sense of security, suggests that you may be experiencing much insecurity in your waking life. The dream is compensating for your lack of security. You need to feel well-protected, both physically and emotionally. "
Stolen cars = "To dream that you car has been stolen, indicates that you are being stripped of your identity. This may relate to losing your job, a failed relationship, or some situation which has played a significant role in your identity and who you are as a person"
"To dream that you are riding in an automobile, signifies that even in pleasant situations, you will still be restless and uneasy"
Daytime = "To dream of the afternoon time, suggest that it is time to put your energies to good use. Draw and learn from your past experiences and lessons. Alternatively, it symbolizes clarity to a situation."
Basically,
what all this means is,
I'm an insecure basket case that's unable to confront her fears/problems.
Although, the daytime totally throws off the whole thing.
Maybe there is hope for me yet.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
samantha supertramp.
My dreams are trying to tell me something.
The main theme they've all shared;
helplessness.
So positive.
I guess I'm just a lost cause.
P.S. Very sick of these "The Ugly Truth" ads on facebook. I hate Katherine Heigl. I really want to banish her to an island inhabited only with Komodo Dragons.
The main theme they've all shared;
helplessness.
So positive.
I guess I'm just a lost cause.
P.S. Very sick of these "The Ugly Truth" ads on facebook. I hate Katherine Heigl. I really want to banish her to an island inhabited only with Komodo Dragons.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
plane crashes
I had a dream the other night about myself being in a plane crash.
I woke up gasping right before the plane would've "crashed."
This got me thinking.
I've never died in a dream.
And I wonder if anyone else has, if you're reading this, and you have, let me know. Explain the situation, too.
Like I'm pretty sure I've been dead in a dream, but I'm not sure if I've ever experience the act of dying.
I wonder why though. Like, is there a dream heaven? And if so, does that mean there's a real "heaven"? It got me thinking, cause dreams are so other worldly.
So if you can die in a dream and transcend to dream heaven, would that then mean that there's a real heaven?
I'm definately looking way too far into this, but it's a legit question.
Maybe that's why I can never die in my dreams, cause then I'll know the whole mystery of death.
Why else can't I die in my dreams?
I woke up gasping right before the plane would've "crashed."
This got me thinking.
I've never died in a dream.
And I wonder if anyone else has, if you're reading this, and you have, let me know. Explain the situation, too.
Like I'm pretty sure I've been dead in a dream, but I'm not sure if I've ever experience the act of dying.
I wonder why though. Like, is there a dream heaven? And if so, does that mean there's a real "heaven"? It got me thinking, cause dreams are so other worldly.
So if you can die in a dream and transcend to dream heaven, would that then mean that there's a real heaven?
I'm definately looking way too far into this, but it's a legit question.
Maybe that's why I can never die in my dreams, cause then I'll know the whole mystery of death.
Why else can't I die in my dreams?
Thursday, June 18, 2009
tropical islands
Tomorrow I leave for the Dominican Republic.
I haven't been on a plane since Cancun (circa 2002). I'm a little nervous. That's the last time I was invited on a family vacation. BASTARDS.
I have an uneasy feeling. I think I'm going to be eaten by a shark. I know, I'm crazy. And I also know, that although I've had many summers at the Jersey Shore, I've never feared sharks before (despite the well-publicized shark attacks that happened during the 40's. Yeah, I want to say that's the decade.)
All I've been thinking about is how I'm either going to die in a plane crash or get eaten by a shark. I remember the first time I was on a plane, when I was 7, I had a horrible ear-ache during landing. I can remember myself screaming in pain, and I was a pretty quiet and reserved child. At least alone I was. Now at 22, if I were to see a child like that, screaming on a landing, I'd probably slap it. I never realized until recently how much I hate children.
I hate how my brother's 10 year old friends come to my house, raid my fridge, drop popcorn all over the floor, and think how it'd be such a smarter idea to eat it up off the ground instead of asking for help to clean it up.
I FUCKING HATE CHILDREN. OMG.
Thank GOD I'LL be away from little runts for at least a few days.
Speaking of death (via shark/plane), me and the bitches were talking today about how we'd like to die. And honestly, if I had to choose between dying spontaneous versus being ill for a long time and eventually dying of some horrible disease, well, I'd choose spontaneous death. And I know that sounds like an obvious choice for anyone. But let's say on the way home from my trip to D.R., my plane crashes. Well, in a way, I'd be happier with that ending, than dying of cancer 40 years from now.
When I die, I don't want to know that it's happening. I don't want to be like the people in my family who struggle for months trying to beat a disease, only to lose. I'd so much rather die without being able to think about it. I don't want to think of my death. I don't want to be bed-ridden for months thinking about when my time will come and what will happen to me after that time comes. Cause, to be honest, I don't think anything happens when you die. I think that you die and that's all there is, and that's actually quite miserable.
I know you're supposed to make the most of the time you have on earth or whatever, but it's depressing to think that I'll die and all I'll have after my death are the memories that other people will have of me. That's what I think happens. When we die, that's it. That's our life. Do we remember what happens before we are born? No, because we don't exist. And will we remember what happens to us after we die? No, because we don't exist.
It's sad, I know, but maybe that's more of a reason for all of us to go out and live our lives the way we truly want to.
Maybe I'm too idealistic.
Whatever.
See you guys when I get back! <3333
I haven't been on a plane since Cancun (circa 2002). I'm a little nervous. That's the last time I was invited on a family vacation. BASTARDS.
I have an uneasy feeling. I think I'm going to be eaten by a shark. I know, I'm crazy. And I also know, that although I've had many summers at the Jersey Shore, I've never feared sharks before (despite the well-publicized shark attacks that happened during the 40's. Yeah, I want to say that's the decade.)
All I've been thinking about is how I'm either going to die in a plane crash or get eaten by a shark. I remember the first time I was on a plane, when I was 7, I had a horrible ear-ache during landing. I can remember myself screaming in pain, and I was a pretty quiet and reserved child. At least alone I was. Now at 22, if I were to see a child like that, screaming on a landing, I'd probably slap it. I never realized until recently how much I hate children.
I hate how my brother's 10 year old friends come to my house, raid my fridge, drop popcorn all over the floor, and think how it'd be such a smarter idea to eat it up off the ground instead of asking for help to clean it up.
I FUCKING HATE CHILDREN. OMG.
Thank GOD I'LL be away from little runts for at least a few days.
Speaking of death (via shark/plane), me and the bitches were talking today about how we'd like to die. And honestly, if I had to choose between dying spontaneous versus being ill for a long time and eventually dying of some horrible disease, well, I'd choose spontaneous death. And I know that sounds like an obvious choice for anyone. But let's say on the way home from my trip to D.R., my plane crashes. Well, in a way, I'd be happier with that ending, than dying of cancer 40 years from now.
When I die, I don't want to know that it's happening. I don't want to be like the people in my family who struggle for months trying to beat a disease, only to lose. I'd so much rather die without being able to think about it. I don't want to think of my death. I don't want to be bed-ridden for months thinking about when my time will come and what will happen to me after that time comes. Cause, to be honest, I don't think anything happens when you die. I think that you die and that's all there is, and that's actually quite miserable.
I know you're supposed to make the most of the time you have on earth or whatever, but it's depressing to think that I'll die and all I'll have after my death are the memories that other people will have of me. That's what I think happens. When we die, that's it. That's our life. Do we remember what happens before we are born? No, because we don't exist. And will we remember what happens to us after we die? No, because we don't exist.
It's sad, I know, but maybe that's more of a reason for all of us to go out and live our lives the way we truly want to.
Maybe I'm too idealistic.
Whatever.
See you guys when I get back! <3333
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