will+jolie

I’ve been having these crazy dreams lately, more so than usual.. last night was a long and random one. At one point I was at a YSL fashion show held at a public library, and went to walk outside with my dog [?!} and there was Will Ferrell and Angelina Jolie, rompin around. Major affair and it was weird.

Oh and this one time I beheaded 2 people.. then tossed their heads down a flight of 7+ stairs, but the gap part, not the actual stairs. Yup.

iSWEARimNOTunderage

I think its silly when someone has an expired license, and they get denied at a bar.

Hi! I live in ny now, hence why i didnt need to renew my license, because I dont have to drive, and this is still legit, thats my fucking birthdate, wtf, want me to show my titties? let me in and waste money at your bar for crying out loud.

whats wrong with people.

 

-r

apple/warheads!

My reaction to the apple warheads at NOHO Star;NY:

 

 

death.

 

-r

valleyGirl

Frank Zappa’s Valley Girl is rediculous. I suggest it to anyone who knows one.. good laugh

 

-r

sooo//what2do0nmy21st

You want to be like Kate Moss??

 

BE YOURSELF!

ps. I’m tired and it’s my 21st. I don’t know what to drink to celebrate. Meh.

-r

theBig-two/one

So ew. I turn 21 Friday. ew ew ew.

All I feel is over the hill already. I used to be called ‘Old Lady’ back home because all I did was wear pearls, have aches and pains, drink tea, didn’t party, hang out with older people, watch Oprah, and use anti-aging soap wash. Ha, I was 18 at that time.

I don’t want to do the typical get drunk on your 21st, and go out and about being all crazy. I just want a nice dinner and not making it about me. I don’t feel this is what I will get even though this is what I have expressed for the longest time. Oh well. I know I’ll get over it when it’s done and overwith. [fingers crossed] I can’t imagen how I’ll be when I’m in my thirties– yikes.

I also have to get a new license now. My current one expires this month. Ahh, I hate the DMV.

I want so much to be Peter Pan. 19 was my prime. Oh such a fabulous age. Turning twenty was devastating as well, no more teen at the end of my age.

I’m also convinced I have Early Onsetting Alzheimer’s Disease. It does run in my family. My memory is of a 56 year old. Perhaps worse.

So boo to my birthday. I just hope I get to eat something deliciously chocolate. chya.

-r

silkroadpalace_Part/duo

A short story of friends, food, drinking and more.

Ok so in yesterdays asterisk* the situation had occurred to my best friend, and as it turns out, one of the girls that accompanied us out was the girlfriend of that dude. Yea, so can I just say in my opinion-that’s a shady thing to do, push a girl into the wall and yet the girlfriend is still with you?? Hi, red flag. If he’s got balls to push your friend, what makes you think he won’t push you/etc.??? Ok moving on.

So we get to this Chinese restaurant, Silk Road Palace. There is quite the wait, I am assuming it is very popular for the fact that they give out free white wine. [Boxed white wine at that-Diamond Lake for all you boxed wine lovers] We wait in the cold for a bit, finally we try to fit into the restaurant with the rest of the 30 people waiting. As you wait, people are trying to get through either to leave, get in to put their name on the list, or it’s the delivery guy. It was a very squished/claustrophobic area. At one point I had this big dude just giving me a lap dance of some sort, very uncomfortable experience let me just say. People at the bar would try and pass glasses of white to us, so I guess that was cool. But then I tasted this wine, and wow, not cool. No way Jose.

We finally sit down-order, get 2 bottles of wine, begin. Now, I hadn’t eaten much that day so I was starving, I also don’t drink often, if ever.. so tolerance was at an all time low + I am no big girl unfortunately, so I can’t keep up with these college gals who make it part of their studies to drink professionally.

The service was great, they would see your carafe ½ full and re-fill it to the top asap.. so you can imagine how much wine we were getting/ how fucked we were going to get..

To be continued..
-r

silkroadpalace_Part/uno

A short story of friends, food, drinking and more.

I live in the city, and I have this best friend that I’ve known since 7th grade. She lives about 1 ½ hours out of the city and into the Bronx. Sadly I don’t get to see her as often as I’d like to, even though we live so close. I’m definitely lucky to live in the same state as my best friend, since we all know that in most cases when people move from home, friends just don’t go follow them. But for us we just ended up finding each other.

So Friday night we make plans to go out with 2 of her friends from college, they were going to come into the city. [yaay!] So we were to meet at 6:30, she ran late, then I had transportation delays, and we couldn’t reach each other on our cells, so it was all very frustrating. Finally we meet at Times Square, and it’s 8:00. She wasn’t in the best mood for a moment, plus someone had just thrown a penny at her! [wtf?]

We go back into the subway to go uptown, destination: 81st and Amsterdam.

*little side note//what would you do in this situation..

Say one night you’re crying for whatever reason, so your friend comes to console you. Your boyfriend isn’t really helping, so your friend tells him to just go back to his room and let you handle it.

Ok, say he gets angry, and perhaps he was angry beforehand but he’s mad because you’re telling him to let you handle it and so he pushes you into a wall.

So should I dump the guy because he pushed my friend, and that’s a red flag that he’ll push me/etc.?

Or let it slide?

p.s. We’ve only been dating for 5 days, and she’s been my friend for 3 years.

To be continued…

–r