Chop Chop. The Academy Is...

'ELLO!
How've ya been lately?

Well, the last week or so hasn't been too exciting.
I've just been fighting off around 5,000 breakdowns.

First off, the kids went back to Maine last Saturday, and Bob has been away the past week. My mother has been working constantly to paint the house before he gets back. Calculus has been kicking my ass lately, and for a while I didn't think I would finish on time.

It got the worst on Thursday. I got home from work and opened my book, only to finish one problem and stare at another 99 for the next 45 minutes. I freaked, while my wonderful father yelled at me. For some reason, he came over my mother's just in time to hear me hyperventilating. GREAT. Just what I needed. But, I came to my senses, and half-sobbing, got out my phone and called Dinh. She explained a couple problems to me and, thankfully, agreed to come over the next night. On Friday we spent 2 hours doing math, and then chatted (about things that will NOT be discussed ever again) for the next 2 hours. Thank God for Dinh. What would I do without her.

Although I feel better about calc, I am not kidding when I say its kicking my ass. It sucks the life out of you. My days are bleeding together. Haha.

Oh, back to Thursday night. I quit my job even though I would only work 4 more days.. whatever.

Today, went to Digs with Dinh, and did some more math. We are so exciting.
Then, came home, expecting a call from Scar which never came.... wonderful. Oh, well.






I've got myself to blame for this
I've tried to compensate for everything I'm not
And every face forgotten
You felt the sun warming your bed
You look so quintessential
Pressed against that cross
In the face of what was lost
Still I am not asking much of me
You're ignoring the matter

You'll shut me up and bleed me dry...


p.s.
Anyone wanna go to the TAI... concert?
11/1 Electric Factory?

The Sound of Music. Julie Andrews

So, finally time to tell you about DMB.

First off, we ended up getting picked up by Stacie around 2 hours earlier than I assumed we would be leaving... Stac drove us to Casey's, and then went on her own to pick up Sine. Stacie returned around an hour later to pick up Casey, Jul, and I. We then went to get Stacie's sister, Steph, who had to be in work at 3:30, even though it was already like 3:45. Steph dropped us off at Wallingford train station and we ended up missing the right train by like 10 minutes, so we had to wait another 40. We caught the R3 and ended up at Market East. From there we walked to the Gallery for a bite to eat. Next we asked directions and caught bus 17 to go to Penn's Landing. Once at Penn's Landing, we ran (literally) just to catch the 6 o'clock ferry. We walked to the parking lot where a zillion tailgaters were partying, and I watched everyone get smashed (not my favorite part of the day...). Then was off to the Tweeter, and the night was awesome after that. DMB was amazing, and the crowd went beserk over "Too Much," "Warehouse," "Crash Into Me," and of course, the finale, "Ants Marching." He came out and performed some songs for the encore, and by far the best was "Gravedigger."

I have to say that Boyd Tinsley was freaking amazing on his solos.

Also, last Friday, I went to the World Cafe for a free at noon concert with Rufus Wainwright and Neko Case. It was spectacular. Neko came on first, and I wasn't sure what to expect from a country-pop artist. Her voice was amazing. Then Rufus came on and performed "the Art Teacher" and "Going to a Town." He began to play "Sansoucci" when his guitar strap broke, and the funniest 3 minutes of live radio happened. He started the song over, this time sitting on a stool with the mic lowered, but then the mic began to slip. Each time, a WXPN employee would run on stage and move the mic up, and Rufus would have to adjust himself. It was hilarious. Then, he played my dad's favorite song, "Hallelujah," with his sister, Lucy. I thought at first he would bring out Martha, his other sister, to sing with him. (FYI Martha Wainwright sings with Snow Patrol on "Set the Fire to the Third Bar" off of Eyes Open). But, Lucy was very good. Then, they interviewed Rufus, who acutally claimed that he went to Berlin "to become heterosexual. But the Queen in me won out!" My dad was kinda freaked out at this point. Afterward, he came BACK on stage and did one of my favorite songs, "California."

And Friday night, Julia, Virginia and I watched HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 2! Don't laugh, it was cute. Plus, Zac Efron is veryyyyyyy good looking.

Just look at the eyes!

Everything is Alright. Motion City Soundtrack

OKAY!


Hopefully this goes okay the second time around....


Anyways.. the picture above is from the banquet last Sunday. It was super.
I GOT SECOND PLACE BACKSTROKE FOR THE DIVISION... like.. what?
I can't do well in sports! That's Julia's job!
Well, it was indeed a superfuncoolawesome time filled with dinner, dancing, and slideshows?
I was sore the next day (inevitably) after dancing for like.. 2 hours straight... to meaningless rap songs about partying, slapping some hoes around, and lip gloss. Just me, Jul, Cheryl, Meelz, Liam, Danny, his g/f Paige, Lauren, and like 20 little kids.
OH! I've finally decided that I will indeed miss Jay, my swim team coach. (He's to my right in the picture.) Although we've never ever gotten along and had many a prank war, he's still one of the best coaches I've ever had and tries to push you because he KNOWS you can do better. I hope he goes far in the Coast Guard.



Backtrack... SATURDAY.
Barbeque at Dad's old friend's buisness. He owns a meat thing? They make meat... err process meat? Anyways, it was fun. Here's the lowdown.
I hate going to parties where I don't know anyone.. I feel uncomfortable. But thanks to my darling sister who doesn't give a shit about what people think, I warmed up and had a great time. Basically this is how the day went: We ate (pig, chicken, alligator... the usual...), played volleyball (just me and Julia.. we were bad... reallyyyyy bad), swam (they have an inground pool at a buisness???), ate more, and played more volleyball. END OF STORY.



Anyways... MONDAY.
Had work til 9, but instead we closed at 7 (yes!)
And what, you may ask, does one do when one gets out of work two hours early and the night is still young? Simple.. summer cleaning with the father and sister.
Now, I don't know if you've ever cleaned with my father, but normally its not fun. Like, it takes horrible experiences to a whole new level..
But, this time, it was actually enjoyable.
We cleaned out the closet down the basement and found a bunch of stupid shit my mother bought while her and my father were still married. My dad went on a rant about how his money paid for a pile of bullshit..and well:

Father: "What are these? Decorative eggs... on a stick? Why would anyone buy decorative eggs.. on a stick? You can't even EAT them!"
Me: "I... don't... know."
Father: "What the fuck was your mother thinking--- what is that?! Oh my God, its a JAR! With a Santa hat! Who BUYS THIS SHIT?!"

So yes, successful.

BTW, we gave the jar that had a Santa hat for a lid back to my mother.. she proceeded to throw it in the trash.



TUESDAY.
OFF! I don't know how, but for some reason, we are getting an average of 3 days off each!
So, both Julia and I were off; we woke up, cleaned, and then watched Cruel Intentions. Ryan Phillipe......



WEDNESDAY. (aka today)
NO WORK AGAIN. Hollerrr.
Went to get Bobby from his aunt's and ended up staying to watch 300 on Blueray?
300 was spectacular... except right as I tell everyone that the one guy is just sooooooo hot, hottie gets his head chopped off.. nice..
BTW, Blueray is awesome..
Went to my dads, read some more of Demon in the Freezer, which is really good especially for summer reading. However, Kite Runner was much better and probably one of the best books I've ever read.
And then I went downstair, on this computer, and started writing this.



Until next time,
Jackie


P.S.- I recently found out that Steve is reading this... dunno why? I suck at writing but... HEY STEVE!

FUCK!

I had a whole post but it got deleted.
So, FUCK.
I'll retype it later.
FUCK!

Only Happy When It Rains. Garbage

Jesus Christ.
Someone should remind me to update this thing once in a while.

Well... it seems that I am, indeed, only happy when it rains lately.
Why you ask?
Answer: It seems to be the only time that I get off work.
I feel like I have absolutely no time for friends anymore. I'm ready to quit.
I need to get away from the pool soon. Between work and swim team, I'm there nearly half my summer.

Will update more later. Don't feel like it now. Or ever.

But before I leave,
I finished HP and the DH, which was wonderful.
hopefully I don't get sued for this:

Harry: Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?
Dumbledore: Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?

Woo Hoo. 5.6.7.8's

Mia Wallace: Don't you hate that?
Vincent: What?
Mia: Uncomfortable silences. Why do we feel it's necessary to yak about bullshit in order to be comfortable?
Vincent: I don't know. That's a good question.
Mia: That's when you know you've found somebody special. When you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.


Holey Moley.
A whole month and then some since my last post.
Uhhhhh.

Anyways.
Friday was Dig's partay.
We danced, sang, partied.
Cheyah.
It was an altogether fun evening.
OH! Curly fries finally told Bridget that he likes her.
She was threatening to kill him over the phone and was about to hang up when he blurted out "OH yeah by the way, I like you."
Yeah.. hes reallllllllllllll smooth.
Well. SHE SAID SHE LIKED HIM TOO.


But...



She gave him the whole "I don't really know if I want a relationship right now" jawn.
So he is "happy yet confused" at the moment.



What else.
Well I was on vacation for a week before Katies party... in fact I got back about 6 hours before Katie's party.

Friday the 15th, Julia, my mother and I left for Indian Beach, Delaware. Its basically a private beach inside Dewey, and near Rehoboth and Bethany.
Before going to the amazingly huge house, we stopped at the Old Navy and Nike outlets. Julia got a new bathing suit. yeah.
Then we went to the house and unpacked and pretty much just hung out at the house for the night.
On Saturday, Bob drove to Connecticut to pick up Bobby, Gigi and Audrey. He was planning to drive them home to see the dog and then head down to Delaware with us on Sunday.
BUT Bob is stubborn and showed up to our surprise on Saturday night to surprise my mom.. He did around 13 hours of driving in one day.....
Sunday my dad came down the shore house.. this was a little weird because he hasnt seen my mom's extended family in like.. 7 years??
Tigger and Jen came down too.
Jen is pregnant!
We hung out at the beach. Then i died and took, like, the longest nap of my life.
Julia and my dad left that night.
Julia has summer school, but not because she is dumb or whatever, but instead because her teacher is an idiot. He didnt finish the year's lessons, so they have to pay for it?!?!?!?
Monday-Friday just consisted of beach time, shopping, and food. OH, and hour long conversations with my sister on the phone.

I had to work yesterday from 12-9...
Including the swim meet, I was at the pool from 7:45-9p.m.
niceeeeeeeeeeee.

I got home, watched Pulp Fiction, then died.

"I ain't never done it before either alright, I ain't starting now. Look, you brought her here, and that means you're gonna give her the shot. The day that I bring an O.D.-in' bitch to your house, then I give her the shot, give her the shot!"- Lance


Vincent: You know what the funniest thing about Europe is?
Jules: What?
Vincent: It's the little differences. I mean they got the same shit over there that they got here, but it's just - it's just there it's a little different.
Jules: Examples?
Vincent: Alright, well you can walk into a movie theater in Amsterdam and buy a beer. And I don't mean just like in no paper cup, I'm talking about a glass of beer. And in Paris, you can buy a beer at McDonald's. And you know what they call a, uh, a Quarter Pounder with Cheese in Paris?
Jules: They don't call it a Quarter Pounder with Cheese?
Vincent: Nah, man, they got the metric system, they wouldn't know what the fuck a Quarter Pounder is.
Jules: What do they call it?
Vincent: They call it a "Royale with Cheese."
Jules: "Royale with Cheese."
Vincent: Thats right.
Jules: What do they call a Big Mac?
Vincent: A Big Mac's a Big Mac, but they call it "Le Big Mac."
Jules: "Le Big Mac." [laughs] What do they call a Whopper?
Vincent: I dunno, I didn't go into Burger King. But, you know what they put on french fries in Holland instead of ketchup?
Jules: What?
Vincent: Mayonnaise.
Jules: God damn!
Vincent: I seen 'em do it, man, they fuckin' drown 'em in that shit.
Jules: That's some fucked up shit.

Release the Stars. Rufus Wainwright

Today... I met Rufus Wainwright!
He was amazing.
But, far too good looking. Why must he be gay?!?!

I really didn't get a good picture.


But:

Rufus playing The Art Teacher.


Rufus signing!

yeah, theyre pretty crappy.

But so far this is what I've done over my break(Ascension break?)

Wednesday:
homework and music in the morning.
bones, one tree hill, and lost.
angela and hodgins couldnt get married.. but it was cute anyways.

Thursday:
more homework and music.
csi season finale! is sarah going to die????

Friday:
woke up early to make julia breakfast (she had school haha)
filmed spanish project, which i wont go into detail about, other than the fact that the last line is:
Recuerdo, cuando tienes un gato en tus pantalones, tienes muchos problemos! HASTA MANANA!
Roughly translated: Remember, when you have a cat in your pants, you have many problems. Until tomorrow!
Then later that night, went to Sarah's and watched Pan's Labyrinth. Very good, go watch it.

Saturday:
went to meet RUFUS! yes!
going to Michelle's party.
TTYL!



GO BUY RELEASE THE STARS!
Its amazing. I promise.