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Saturday, August 29th, 2009
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3:53 am
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Did I expect to be alone the night Rishi got engaged? Well, no. Because I expected to be with him. But now..in a way I was not alone. In the way that I was in a crowd of people, in the way that my best friend upon being brought out of the bag climbed on my lap and clung to me, in the way that I visited my girl in the middle of the night for some advice. But in a way I was also alone. Alone in the fact that I could to tell the love of my life that I suffered from this somehow. That somehow it bothered me. That somehow I felt that I had been part of a race that I lost. Because I didn't want him, the love of my life, to think that we hadn't won the race yet but could be in close second.
And I am paranoid that others may perceive that way the idea that I am now to be engaged. Or am I? I'm not the in possession of the symbol, the ring, and I am not the one who yields it, like a power, and that I can give to bestow this status onto another. I can wait. Or I can ask for delay.
So the question is now, dear random livejournal stalkers, should I delay it just for that reason? Because if I were to ask for delay, although I have been instructed not to speak of the issue at all, would it be reasonable to do so, if the above was the only reason?
I wish I could be asleep.
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| Sunday, July 19th, 2009
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3:41 pm
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Ciekawe dlaczego płakałam, czy z denerwowania, czy z zawodu, czy z maniakalnej depresji, czy dla pokazu..
Ale teraz już nie płaczę, i też nie wiem dlaczego... Teraz mamy plan, satysfakcję, że wiemy oboje co będzie, że tak ma być, ze oboje tego chcemy. A plywajac obmyslalam koniec, tak zawsze reaguje na trudności.Ciekawe czy w ten sposób go kiedyś opuszczę..
Chce z nim być na zawsze- ale nie dlatego ze go kocham. Kocham go owszem ale pokochać można każdego zresztą i ja niejednego kochala, ale dlatego że z nim się nie boję, ze wiem ze nawet jeśli pogubimy wszystkie portfele, paszporty i telefony komórkowe to on zawsze mnie przytuli i nigdy mnie nie skrzywdzi. Dziadek też był dupą, ale Bi nigdy nie wyniosła śmieci. Taki właśnie jest on
Teraz zjem trochę tabuli
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| Sunday, June 7th, 2009
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9:23 am
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w koncu poogladalam sobie po niemiecku taki film pt. "Pleasantville" i nawet costam rozumialam. Pomagalo to ze juz widzialam ten film. Dzisiaj rzeczywiscie nareszcie przyjechal Georg, ale to nie znaczy ze bede caly czas zajeta, bo on sie zajmuje teraz poszukiwaniami nowego mieszkanie zreszta w ogole od samego przyjazdu zachowuje sie troche autystycznie. moze on tez ma watpliwosci. jak przyjechal to od razu polozyl sie spac na 3 godziny, ciagnac mnie ze soba, wiec troche sie wscieklam bo wydaje mi sie ze teraz sobie przestawilam rytm, a on w ogole to ignorowal. Jak mu powtarzalam to o tym rytmie to on po prostu nic nie odpowiadal.
To jest jego rozwiazanie na moja zlosc - nic nie mowic. I wtedy ja do samej siebie przeciez nie mowie. I jest cisza. I on mnie przytula. Czy wlasnie tego chce? Czy jest to dowod tego ze moja zlosc jest zbedna, bezpodstawna? Ciagle mowia do siebie szybko po niemiecku a do mnie lamanym angielskim. Czy to dlatego ze im sie nie chce mnie uczyc czy po prostu sa za glupi. Tesknie za studiami i wszystkimi osobami ktore stymuluja moj umysl, ktore sa ude mnie madrzejsze, tutaj czuje sie ponad wszystkich. Nie lubie tego uczucia. A jednak podobaja mim sie niemcy. Musze pojsc do MP, tam pewnie beda ciekawi ludzie. Porozmawiam sobie o fachu. I w Barcie.
Chce z nim konczyc ale chce meza. Wszyscy mowia ze to zly powod aby wyjsc za maz. Ale chuj im w dupe STARY, chce miec wszystko jak powinno byc na obraku, studia, meza, dzieci, dom, prace, prestiz, pieniadze...czemu kurwa nie? po chuja? niech mi ktos powie! Zreszta chyba go kocham. Przeciez byle komu bym nie robila loda kompletnie altruistycznie. Chujnia. Spadam, on czeka a to pisanie w sumie mnie bardziej nudzi niz wstretna kawa i lekcje niemieckiego.
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| Sunday, May 31st, 2009
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11:02 am
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I had a great flight to Germany: two seats, Linder was absolutely silent and still, I wrote my paper for the full two hour laptop battery life and slept for the remaining 5 hours of the flight. I'm still a little tired but I decided to attempt to beat jet lag by staying up til early tonight and getting up early tomorrow. I will have class every morning at 8.30 (unless I magically place into the intermediate class) so I better get used to it. I'm super excited. Maybe I'll actually speak German. How sick would that be?
Linder is happy although Peanut definitely attacked him a couple of times. He's tough tho, my little monkey. I love German food. It's so light and delicious and filling and filled with meat. And strawberries. It's strawberry season. Those two are essentially my favorite foods. I think I could live here, if I learn the language. It's so much better than the US and so much closer to Poland.
Why is there a cake with a 10 on the lj site. Has it existed for 10 years. Damn I'm old. I remember no cell phones...HELL I remember no INTERNET. Baby and I were talking about that at Le Monde. I don't miss Broadway, it makes me fat. Maybe I'll be done with NYC sooner than I'm done with my PhD. I'll just have to find some fellowships at the Max Plank Institut or SGH or INSEAD or LBS...or do they call it LSB.
Ok I gotta go don my new Kangol sneaks and throw on a sweater of some sort. I want to take mad pix at this horse race. I want them all on facebook. I want to have memories.
Linder is running around with a gigantic stuffed white rat in his mouth. So suss...
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| Monday, May 11th, 2009
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8:44 pm
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This is the first but it's certainly not the last time we'll be waiting for him at the airport. It'll be two years, every three weeks, with wonderful three month intervals... At least now it's not I will be waiting but we will be waiting.
I didn't sleep alone these last two nights and as he so astutely pointed out he did. So I'm not so bad off, he's always by my side. I guess I should eat this delicious soup before the plane lands. I think Dulles is one of my favorite airports...
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| Thursday, May 7th, 2009
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1:29 am
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the only problem weighing against the massive advantages of updating from my iPhone is that my wrists hurt after about 100 words. But maybe this way I'll chose these words wisely in addition to updating more often.
I think I'm done. I'm pretty sure that of it. If it wasnt the begining of our vacation but a more opportune time it would have already been finished. I'm afraid of being alone. We have a puppy. He's got a bright future and combined with my bright future we have one. I love him. And despite all this I'm done. I'm so done that I'm not even privating this.
Why then you may ask. Sometimes, just as I thought it alone kept me with the last one, the sex is destroying this. It's too important to me to be this mediocre and infrequent. Maybe I shouldn't have stopped waiting. And then ther'e these 10 million other things: money, clubbing, drugs...
July 8th...let the countdown begin...or you know what? I ended the last one on July 4th so why not? After all I'll be in sunny Barcelona and it is...independence day...
Oh yea did I mention I change my mind every day?
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| Wednesday, May 6th, 2009
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1:53 am
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Here we go again. Cuz it's good for my soul...
So much has happened in the past 3 months!! I got a puppy, an iPhone, my quality of life has increased a bilion times. There has been some bad news too... A certain being from my dark past is now to enter my life full speed just as my love is being shipped across the sea. "what If i was going to Iraq?" he says
As the summer approaches, (once I hand in this 48 hr take-home final I'm done with classes forever!), I think about what the next year will bring. Maybe I'll know german, maybe an old chapter will reopen in my autobiography. I should look back on that entry where I had chapters... How many more have already been written and where did I leave off? Ok, I'm done now cuz thisis hard to type on my iPhone and it's late and I should sleep...
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| Friday, February 6th, 2009
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3:51 pm
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So I'm staring blankly at the screen confused because I don' t know which research project to work on. Or maybe just do my reading (that's so relaxing, but if I end up alone on the bus all the way up to the ski place I might want to have some reading handy), or maybe try to work on that impossible problem set.
But without a strict deadline or enforced focus I'm stuck with staring blankly at the screen. And I'm going to get drunk in one hour. But I gotta run some errands first.
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| Wednesday, January 14th, 2009
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11:59 am
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I'll keep trying.
Ummm...so I have 30 minutes until the recruiting talk, i.e. free food. That's the only reason I even came to school today. Well, that, and this huge project that I supposedly am working on. This whole second year I've had this feeling that I don't do anything. I somehow just shirk my work and then get it all done in a ridiculously short amount of time. Like, last semester I had absolutely no assignments, other than problem sets that I had my friend do for me, and two papers that I wrote within the span of 3 days.
This semester I'm taking tons of really difficult and involved classes that meet at 9am so that I have a feeling that I'm actually achieving more. And I'm writing two papers, that hopefully will be published.
I got in touch with this girl I was friends with in Kindergarden. She's half Polish half Italian and grew up in Italy. We both moved abroad right after kindergarden. Anyway, my uncle somehow found her email and she responded to mine right away. I even found her on facebook. I invited her to NYC. It would be so awkward and awesome if she came. Wouldn't it?
I know I need to make it out to Queens. I will. I want to.
My feelings towards him are kind of a rollercoaster. not a rollercoaster. a See-saw. Not even that extreme. I just love him, truly, madly, deeply and then I have doubts. and i consider doing terrible things. and i consider changes in our relationship. and i hold things against him. and then i love him more than i could ever have imagined loving anyone. it's confusing.
are we really going to get a puppy? he said yes, at the end of february. i want a tiny one, that will fit in my handbag and i can take on the plane to europe this summer. if i make it to europe this summer. i wish i had gone for the break. i miss warsaw sooooo much. so much. damn.
i'll keep trying.
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| Sunday, January 11th, 2009
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10:49 pm
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So here I am on "my way back" (yes, it apparently takes almost 24 hours to get from Key West to NYC) to the City.
Wondering if I should private or just plain delete that last post. Wondering if this means I'm going to start writing again. Maybe I will. Maybe I won't.
Great.
Um.
We were driving through the keys and we saw the moon and it was huge. I wanted to take pictures but I don't have the skills and/or he doesn't have the confidence so I didn't even try. We also saw this scene, right before that, of the sunsetting sea with the sky and where they met was unclear. it was all this beautiful blue mass and on the bridges it felt like we were floating in the rav4. and then an island came and it looked like one of those floating islands from a comic book whose trees' roots extend into nothingness and where trolls live. Not trolls, but some kind of non-human creatures. Is dancer a species?
i'm going to have weird shitty songs stuck in my head for dayzzzzz. all thanks to shitty florida radio and our inability to compile a mix cd.
I waste so much time on the internet that it's really a shame that I don't update. I should start. I think it's therapeutic and good for my sole. and then i have memories.
My limbs feel like they haven't gotten enough blood. they are cold and numb. especially my left arm. it's relatively unpleasant.
i want to stop smoking. kind of. sometimes.
all eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus.
ok -- keep your fingees crossed that i'll pop out another one of these in the next couple of days.
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12:59 am
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i never thought i'd be telling someone to eat while desperately wanting to eat myself
the tables have turned
i was listening to a cover metal band tonight and they didn't know any of the songs my friends from whom i requested metal songs told me. they didn't know pantera, they didn't know slipnot. they didn't even know good charlotte. and that isn't even metal. they knew black sabbaoth tho. gotta give em that. but then they played stp. and then they said they would play nirvana but then it was time to leave.
and by it was time to leave i mean he wanted to leave. and i did. because after all. why not. i mean, i already got laid today so it was not as if i would get laid again. it would never happen more than once every two days. i talked about this with sadaf, and maryam. they knew. it only happened twice a week. i waited. a year and half. hoping it would be forever. but i wouldn't be. this was only temporary. not because the perfect one was out there. but because i was meant to be alone.
just me. me and tamara. it will happen. i can only hope and dream. but it will. but why not? everyothing else i have wished for ever did.
i'm in this beautiful paradise place, kinda tipsy (why? typsy? after 4 drinks? or more....a bottle 1/2 of champagne, 3 shots of rum...hmm...that is nothing...) a pool outside, a hot german dude in the next room, probably naked (but what good is that without sex?). it's like lucky...but why do these tears come at night...and i miss...RISHI..fuck i said it. there...he has this alternative filijankasmisiu lj post thing that he will never update again...
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| Sunday, April 13th, 2008
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8:32 pm
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I hate zippers
Clubbing helps me to forget her
I wish I had time to write more, I have more to say, it's just that I need to finish this reading within the next 1.5 hours.
There was one more sentence before those first two but I forgot it. It was either about cigarettes or eating, or something else fundamental currently to my existence. But I can't remember what.
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| Tuesday, April 8th, 2008
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1:13 pm
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Can I bum a jack?
The stairs were staring at me hatefully.
Clashity-clash went my outfit.
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| Wednesday, March 12th, 2008
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1:28 pm
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So here I am in this huge house, by myself. I could now raid the fridge and eat all the stuff I haven't been able to, but I'm not that hungry. And also I can't figure out the bread cutter. I'm so incompetent. Anyone else would just be able to do it in a few seconds. I've even watched them cut it so many times.
I hate this German keyboard. All the z's and y's come out opposite and I just can't handle it. It makes me type three time slower. and the 's come out as ä's. apostrophes. I really should be taking this fantastic opportunity to write
*he calls*
*4 open faced sandwiches and a bowl of muesli later*
I really shouldn't be writing in lj and eating this second bowl of muesli. But it's so good and I'm never going to have another chance to eat it when I get back Manhattan. So I used up my 1200 calories all in one sitting at breakfast. It's just one day. Tomorrow will be better. I was eating nasty Tom's rueben just this Thursday. Actually it was already Friday. Actually I shouldn't have been eating meat. It's all documented on fb. Welcome to my life. He said I lead a facebook life. And I like that. I think it's what I've always wanted.
I really really want to lose weight. It's stupid because when I weighed as much as I wanna weigh I used to want to gain weight. So here I am, at my supposed perfect weight, and all I want is to get back to this borderline anorexic look. Retard. I can't actually feel the difference. People who haven't seen me for a long time pretend not to notice. And then I'm like ... maybe they're not pretending. All my clothes still fit the same.
I really really want to learn German. Did you know that strawberries in German is Erdbeeren (hope I spelled that right)? Like earthberries. That's much better than strawberries. Or truskawki or fresas for that matter. The more I'm encountered with this language (can you say that?) the more I find it beautiful. He asked me what language I would learn other than German. I was supposed to say no other. But I said Chinese. At least I didn't say Hindi. Then he asked me between French, Italian and German. I hesistated. Then I gave the right answer. I shouldn't have hesitated.
There's really nothing I should want. I like the word want a lot because it makes you think of missing something. I want you. It's like I don't have you but I must have you. You can switch the meaning in your brain to make it become beautiful.
I should...ha...should is a cognitive distortion. I miss Dr. Boyd. She was really really good.
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| Tuesday, March 4th, 2008
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10:53 pm
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So it's starting again -- I have all these great ideas that I just need to write down and then when I actually sit at my computer trying to study for math but clearly just deciding what clubbing shirts I'm going to trick my mom into buying me from Bebe (I love Bebe), I have nothing to say.
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7.5
Ok, I'm going to give myself 5 minutes. At 11, I'm going to turn off my huge tanning salon quality sun lamp, put my blue math notebook, blue math folder (which I am afraid I will soon misplace as I tend to with blue things), blue pen, Russ' book and my pencil in a neat pile and go home. Then I'll binge on 2 strawberries and probably some pistachios and try to pack.
I'm goint to Germany and Poland on Friday for 11 days! It's going to be amazing. I'll get to see him. It's been a whole three weeks (ok, not a WHOLE three weeks). And then we're apart for 10 days. And hopefully, hopefully he'll be here all next year and we'll have our own place and we'll be living it up in Manhattan. That would make sense, give that everything so far has been absolutely perfect. I haven't written that much about him yet, have I? Just that I want him to call me. That still applies. Well, maybe not right now. He should be sleeping. But only for another 46 minutes...
45
ok time's up.
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| Sunday, March 2nd, 2008
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7:04 pm
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Positive illusions can kill people.
This is the kind of shit I'm reading all day.
At least I'm done with econometrics....for now...
Please don't stop the music. No really. Don't. What is this shit anyway? I mean, I appreciate Radek downloading all this stuff onto my phone. Definitely. But I want to hear the stuff I heard last night. They had the most amazing mash-ups. What was the best one...sweet dreams with me&u. I think that's right.
How come no one can dance like he does? Hmm. Maybe I shouldn't put it in so many words. After all, dancing alone is always the best.
I want to go clubbing. Right now. I think I could seriously go every day. Kika's daily schedule:
7am - wake up/skype w G
8am - breakfast (300 cal)
9am - class/TA/cube
12pm - lunch (400 cal)
1pm - class/cube
7pm - dinner (500 cal)
10pm - club
2am - sleep
*Sigh* that would be so perfect. Oh wait -- and every other day before lunch or dinner pool. And breakfast could conveniently be moved several hours forward if necessary. But apparently even in NYC there are no parties on Mondays. And it's difficult enough to drag people out on Ths, Fri, Sat.
I really should be doing that TA shit right now.
Ble
5 more days
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| Saturday, March 1st, 2008
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4:25 pm
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Life in Manhattan is absolutely fabulous by the way. .
It's not even repetitive, even when you party almost every night, because there are always new clubs and stuff to see. Tonight we go to Moomia for the first time.
No doubt I have been to pink elephant and nikki beach about 12 times each, but they are really good clubs. It's those Frenchie texts. They're just so irresistible.
I really want to write but I just don't know where to begin and what topics to focus on. I go to school. I have a Polish crew now apparently. I have some really nice MBA friends and even more sweet PhD friends. I even know a couple of peeps at the law school. And I just befriended an undergrad who's helping me TA. So I guess I have Columbia covered.
I'm constantly searching for a topic for my dissertation. I went to this electronics exhibition at MoMA yesterday, and I saw this thing that illustrated flight patterns in the US. It was really beautiful but all I could think about as I was staring at it was how I could get my hands on that data. And what hypotheses I would draw. And what the current literature on the topic is. And the theoretical background. Flight patterns. Maybe that's it.
No, no, I'm pretty sure it's multinationality and performance. I mean that shit is the shit. That's where it all is. I just have to find a niche. It sounds like systematic country characteristics might be it, but what about the online travel booking industry? Or what about emulation software? The demography of corporations would have a lot to say about that. In fact, to be quite precise, "established organizations often find it beneficial to buy existing start-ups as a way to learn new technologies or business practices or to create semiautonomous units when attempting to do a new or radically different things" (I'd cite but I don't have a references section). Anyway, Mentor Graphics used to do precisely that with garage engineers. Like the ones in Primer. I watched that movie with two financial engineers by the way and one of them fell asleep and the other just thought it was boring. Greatly dissapointing.
It's just that...
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| Sunday, February 24th, 2008
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10:47 pm
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Well, at least it's been less than a whole year since I wrote. And when did I switch back to English? I thought I swore I would write only in Polish. For a smaller audience. But I guess I want a wider audience now. Somehow there are geniuses that don't speak Polish. It seems impossible, doesn't it?
Today, for the first time, in, I think a year actually I again felt like myself. Mi called it unnatural. She's coming tomorrow.
You know how, you have all of these things to say, and then when you start to say them, you forget everything. And then you hang up and you think of them again. That happens to me at Duane Reade(r). I go in, and I know there are 3 or 4 things I need, but I can only think of two, and I get them, and as soon as I'm 50m down Broadway I remember the other two things. And then I'm too lazy.
I like Harlem. Too bad...too bad some people have different ideas about it.
I wonder if my dissertation will somehow involve race. Or will it just be a regression off stolen ex-consulting gig data?
I miss work. But being a student is better. Or maybe just being in New York is better...better than Barcelona?
Maybe I'll start writing now, although I doubt it. The drugs suppress my 'unnatural' thoughts.
I liked the things the homeless lady on the subway had to say today. I hope she gets her $10.
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I'm totally bored, like Greenday. So I'm stealing this thing from another journal and filling it out.
Oops. I did it again. I switched to English. But not for long. Or for long. Whatever, as if.
1. The phone rings. Who do you want it to be?
Georg
2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?
Naaah. Sometimes. Sometimes I chuck it at that thing that collects carts and sometimes hit cars. I can't describe the vibe I get when I drive by 6 people and 5 I hit.
3. If you could kiss the last person you kissed, would you?
Yes. And tonight I will again!!
4. Do you take compliments well?
I don't know. Depends on what. Usually I'm like, no, don't say that, cuz it's usually not true.
5. Do you play Sudoku?
No, I haven't even tried once. I'm so fucking bored that maybe I will try now.
6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness, would you survive?
Hell yea dude. I eat anything and like to fight animals.
7. Do you like tongue rings?
I've never made out with someone with one but I always wanted to. But hopefully I will never and never know the answer to this question.
8. Did you ever go to camp as a kid?
Yea and I didn't speak any English. It was hard when I needed to pee.
9. How do you feel right now?
Bored.
10. What are you listening to right now?
Air vents.
11. Are you easy?
I'm mad complicated.
12. Could you date someone with different religious beliefs?
Well, I have, but it sucked. And now that the beliefs are exactly the same it's much better.
13. Do you like to pursue or be pursued?
Be pursued.
14. Use three words to describe yourself at the moment?
Corporate, thirsty....and....can you guess the last one?! bored!
15. Do any songs make you cry?
No.
16. Are you continuing your education?
Yea, starting in August. On August 20th. Math camp. I'm petrified.
17. Do you know how to shoot a gun?
No, but I want to learn.
18. If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you grab?
Some clothes or a blanket cuz I'm usually naked.
19. Who was the last person you shared a bed with?
Georg.
20. Are you a virgin?
No. Boo.
21. Favorite children's movie?
Finding Nemo.
22. What color are your eyes?
Blue
23. How tall are you?
166cm
24. What do you weigh?
52,9kg
25. If you could do it over again, start from scratch, would you?
Yes, definitely. I would do things a lot better.
26. Any secret admirers?
I doubt it. I'd probably figure it out.
27. Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth?
It was a big thing for me and Maya for a while.
28. Where's the last place you went?
I came to work this morning. And last night I went to an internet cafe.
29. What song sounds like you?
"bitch" by meredith brooks
30. Do you like Taco Bell?
No, and not just because I hate fast food.
31. What radio station do you listen to?
I try to listen to Pandora.com but they blocked it. Whores.
32. Do you like mustard?
Yea, but not as much as I like horseradish sauce. I love horseradish sauce.
33. Do you prefer to sleep or eat?
Sleep. Eating has calories. I hate calories.
34. Do you look like your mom or dad more?
Definitely my mom.
35. How long does it take you to shower?
15 minutes, but then I take a long time to cover my body with body butter and brush my teeth.
36. Can you do a split?
No way dude.
37. What movie do you want to see right now?
Napoleon Dynamite.
38. Whats the last movie you saw?
Half of pirates of the carribean, I think.
39. What did you do for New Years?
I went to this club in Warsaw called Harlem with Szymon and got pissed. To the point of hardcoreness.
40. Do you think The Grudge was crappy?
I didn't see it. If that's a movie.
41. Whats your ringtone?
Blue and yellow purple hill by Eminem
42. Ringback tone?
No, but it's a good idea. I might get one when I get back to the US.
43. Where do you work?
Deloitte Warsaw but I'm on secondment in Barcelona. And I just quit on Friday, so only 3 more weeks (a little more but whatev)
44. Who's number one on your top friends? Why?
I love Abony. Does that answer the question?
45. Who's your best friend?
Abony
46. Who do you miss right now?
Mi, Abony, Maryam, Juju, Sadaf, Georg, Maya, Radek...
47. How many hours of sleep do you get a night?
8 at least.
48. Whats the closest yellow object to you?
A sticky note.
49. What do you buy at the Movies?
Water. or coca cola light. (i.e. Euro version of diet coke)
50. Do you know how to play poker?
Yea, but the basics only.
51. Do you wear your seatbelt?
If someone else is there and they remind me.
52. What do you wear to sleep?
I sleep naked.
53. Anything big ever happen in your town?
I guess you're referring to Rockville. So not really.
54. Doing anything today?
Working and picking up my man from the airport. I feel like I live at the airport.
55. Favorite TV show?
Meerkat Manor.
56. Anything coming up your not happy about?
A day of work. I think I'm ready to go back to school.
57. Have you ever been in love?
Yea. Now it's three times.
58. Last concert you were at?
Wielka Orkiestra Świątecznej Pomocy
59. Ever been to L.A.?
Yea, I was interpreting.
60. Ever been out of the U.S.A.?
Hahahha. Uhh - YEA.
61. Ever been to Niagara Falls?
Yea, it was phat.
62. Planning to go anywhere this year?
Warsaw, Cologne, NYC. And there may be more before the year is out.
63. Do you hate chocolate?
We have a love-hate relationship.
64. Are you a gullible person?
Yes, I think so.
65. Are you on the phone?
No, but I am about to call IT cuz they need to fix this fucking printer.
66. Do you need a bf/gf to be happy?
I don't know, I've only gone 2 months without one since I was 17. But I was happy during that time.
67. Do you have socks on right now?
No, but I do have stilletos on with naked feet so it's gonna hurt. I wish I was wearing flips.
68. Are you easy to get along with?
I hope so.
69. What is your favorite time of day?
Lunch time!
70. Do you like pink?
I love pink! Especially when it's furry or shiny!!
Why did that only take 9 minutes. I hate waiting.
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