Monday, June 28, 2004

Well, I'm gragutated!

Graduation was last Saturday. I had the whole week off of work, which was relaxing. The monotony and weight gain ultimately due to graduation parties followed suite.
I wasn't aware that I would be so excited about the actual act of graduation. Just being there with all my classmates, walking to the beat of drums and bagpipes, waiting in anticipation for the receival of my diploma. A more beautiful day for graduation couldn't have been invented. I sang the National Anthem along with Beth and Savanna. Just about everyone cried. Afterwards, the parade of graduation parties began. Not much to say about that. It's the same as it's always been, when Dad would take us to the parties for his students. We came, we ate, we left...
Aaron gave me this awesome sound system for my laptop. It sounds even better than my stereo. I guess I know what I'll be taking to college this fall and what I'll be leaving behind -- it's a set of small yet powerful speakers with a nice subwoofer. Having a boyfriend who happens to work at Staples does come with its own set of advantages. ;-) Then again, being with him is one big advantage in itself; he's amazing all-around. My aunt gave me an HP printer/scanner/copier all-in-one, which is also going to be very useful. I just scanned a bunch of pictures for a slide show for my graduation party. It was actually Bethany's idea, and I thought it was quite a good one, so I decided to steal it. The only difference is that she has a desktop Dell, whereas I own a notebook...and a nice set of speakers. ;-)
My parents are getting me a new guitar -- an acoustic/electric! I picked out a Takamine -- check it out. It's nice and compact yet still has an awesome sound. I also got a nice Marshall amp with effects. This is gonna come in lots of handy when I record. Maybe I'll just end up redoing all my songs and repost them on my Soundclick site. It's also going to be awesome for performance and sound in general. The acoustic I play now (an old Sigma of my mom's) has this bump behind the fretboard that terribly screws with the action -- the guitar was cheap and is getting along in years, anyway. I'm so excited to be getting a nice, new one.
Aaron was over last weekend. He couldn't make it to my graduation ceremony because of work, but he'll be there for my party, which is at my grandparents' on July 17th. I'm hoping to celebrate Independence Day at his house from Sunday until Monday or perhaps Tuesday, if he doesn't have to work. His class will be over soon, so we'll have a lot more time. However, I can't wait until school starts for me at SU. I'll be closer to him, and I won't have to waitress anymore; sure, it's good money, but I can't stand the hours. I know that my fellow former classmates sometimes have to work the same hours and it kills them probably worse than it kills me, but whatever. It's grueling sometimes. Just the anticipation of going to work is a big let-down. I'd like to do something I actually enjoy. I know a lot of you can agree with me on this one.
I wrote two new songs. Check them out.
I'll get around to posting pictures of graduation soon. Until then...there are 14 days left until the DMB concert at Darien Lake! I'll also be going with Aaron in November to see Tull at the Turning Stone for a second time -- I'm so excited. Will you be able to handle me a second time around, Ian Anderson?! ;-P

Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Portrait of the artist as an exchange student


Click on the article to get a big enough version to read it. I highlighted the sections that relate to me.

I told you I'd come through and scan the article! A day after I was interviewed by the writer for The Evening Telegram who composed this article, it was published in the Tuesday issue. I should have asked him, after the interview, if he had any information about internships or whatnot for the paper that I could possibly take part in...;-P
My summer work for Syracuse drones on. I've started a blog, documenting my progress. It's called "Newhouse Summer Media Blog" -- check it out from time to time if you'd like to keep track with my findings throughout this project.

Monday, June 21, 2004

The love song of Elizabeth C. Petty

Here's a startling clip from my horoscope from this week:
"The Sun moves into Cancer on Monday, highlighting deep bonds, soul mate attraction, and also sex. ...Gradually a new awareness is creeping over you, and you are beginning to understand something of what the universe is trying to tell you. ..."

Hmmm...
Spent last weekend with Aaron -- probably no surprise there, right? I still haven't been able to find a way to describe anything about us. If anything, it's becoming harder and harder to do so. So I'd rather not discuss it. I'll leave it at this: He's my soulmate; I love him.

Graduation will finally be here this Saturday, June 26th. I've already begun to receive graduation cards in the mail from distant relatives. Even my great aunt Gloria from Long Island sent me one. It's been about 10 years since I last saw her.
Thursday is Baccalaureate. I'll be taking part in that as well. I can't wait to get my cap and gown. It's definitely going to be an interesting week.
I have work off all week this week -- just what am I going to do with myself? Hopefully I can go hiking on Friday with Aaron for the day -- I've been thinking perhaps a trip to Nine Corner Lake is in order.
I went to Savanna's after her graduation party last Saturday. I couldn't make it to her real one, so I decided to show up at her "friends" party. I brought Aaron, who kind of felt out of place, but talked with Gail and Kyle, who he knows from Rotary. We left after a short while -- I just wasn't feeling it for some reason. I love my friends and all, and I know how much they appreciate me, but sometimes they do things I'm just not too prone to doing when Aaron's around. It was like, here are two different worlds in which I am involved, and they weren't supposed to ever meet, but now they have, which brings awkwardness into the picture. So I did what I always do when situations like that come up: I ran away. Maybe it's better that way.
My parents have dropped Michael off in Pennsylvania for the start of his tour. Three weeks without him...now I really don't know what I'm to do with myself!
Aaron's begun the search for apartments near SU. It should be interesting to see how things play themselves out in the near future.
Tonight is my "last" piano recital of all time. Mrs. C's asked if I'd come play Rhapsody in Blue with Tom for the recital for her elementary school students. Of course I agreed. I'll be playing my Chopin Nocturne as well.
I was contacted today by a member of the Herkimer Evening Telegram regarding my exchange last year to Germany. Apparently my name was mentioned when he talked to Doug Richard, my Rotary club counselor, when the reporter asked if he could somehow get a perspective of someone who's been an exchange student. Interesting, how I was chosen. I hope to attend the picnic that Doug is holding in order to further promote the Rotary Youth Exchange program. If only Aaron could be there, too. In any case, it was an honor to take part in the interview. I'll be looking for the article soon. Perhaps I'll post some text clips from it here.

Until then, sleep well, America. I'm still searching for you...

Thursday, June 17, 2004

That's a nice pretzel there...

Spent the night at Aaron's last night. I won't go into immense detail; most of you couldn't handle it, anyway. ;-P It's just so awesome, I find myself at a loss of words yet again. Even cuddling takes on a new definition when he's around. So broadcast me a joyful noise...I'm pretty happy, more happy than I've been in a very long time, perhaps ever. We just complement each other so well, I've never experienced anything so...perfect.
This weekend he'll be along to my house to go to church with my family and me, and then to see my brother off as my parents take him to PA to start his tour with the Christian Youth Chorale. He's gotten an article about him in the paper twice already. He feels quite honored, as he rightfully should. I'm proud of him. He'll be traveling to 15 different states in the course of 3 weeks, singing concerts with this choir of other teens his age. It's something he's always wanted to do, in a sense. He's realizing his dreams -- I'm happy for him. I'm also happy that I'll be the only "child" in the house for three weeks. Not that I won't miss him...now and then. ;-P
School is officially over as of yesterday. I took the last Regents test of my life (US History/Gov't, for those who are interested) then. Classes officially ended Tuesday. I can't wait until next Saturday -- graduation. I got the weekend off that week for it. I can't wait to finally walk down that aisle, receive my diploma, and get the hell out of that school, haha. Not to mention all the parties that will eventually follow...
I got my hair cut the other day -- I love how it turned out. I really needed one, too. My hair was starting to look kinda long and ratty, anyway. ;-P Maybe there might be some pictures coming along soon...

Tuesday, June 15, 2004

For those in Germany...

...I salute you, John Diefenderfer, a.k.a. Dief, my future husband! Ich wuensche dir viel Glueck in Osnabrueck -- ich habe viele schoene Erinnerungen von diesem Ort! Nuetze die Zeit, die du dort hast, zum Besten!

So now I'm just sitting here with guitar in lap, playing through old songs I wrote. The last day of school is finally over and done with -- I just feel bad for those who have to keep coming to that place year after year, while I'll be off in college starting my new life in Syracuse.
My piano recital went pretty well last night -- I played my Guild pieces, as well as the Rhapsody in Blue duet I'd been working on with Tom all year long. Our work finally paid off, because we probably played the best we'd ever played it...until one of the pages got stuck and we had to take about 10 seconds to fix it...oh well. Music has its flaws like everything else. ;-P
So, it's time to invent a new song, perhaps. Stay tuned.

Monday, June 14, 2004

Silly mutated 17th chromosomes!

"It's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much; my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst -- and then I remember to relax and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life."
- Kevin Spacey (a.k.a. Lester Burnham), American Beauty

Had another amazing weekend. Aaron and I went, as previously planned, to Barnes and Noble to "read books." Then we went to get some food and talked a lot more. It's amazing how we just talk and talk and talk...
During this time I convinced him to come home with me and stay the night, something my mom had suggested, since she didn't want him to travel all the way home that night. He agreed, although I had to use my powers of persuasion to get him to finally say yes. ;-) It was a great night...I can't even begin to describe it. It's just something about the whole situation -- it's so perfect that you start to look through every nook and cranny for something wrong, and you find nothing. It's like it's too good to be true, but it is. It really is. Guys, I think I'm falling in love...though I'm going to take my time. One day at a time...

Friday, June 11, 2004

Turning and turning in the widening gyre...

I'm going to try to write something without incorporating something I stole from someone else. Simply authentic.
I got a perfect score at Guild yesterday. My piano teacher said that was the only time one of her students has gotten a perfect score at Guild. I'm astounded. I made plenty of mistakes this year. My teacher and my parents both agree that it was probably because the judge saw the "big picture" and the inflection with which I expressionately played, rather than noticing all the little (ok, there were a few big) mistakes. In case you're wondering, I played the Noctourne in C#m by Chopin and Arabesque no. 1 by Debussy. Dries will, perhaps, be proud of me. ;-)
Sunday couldn't come fast enough. It will mark the first week since Aaron and I had our "first date" and actually began the relationship that has flourished so much in such a short amount of time. Ironically enough, we will be meeting each other that evening for our "second date." It's simply indescribable. I've never felt this way before. It's just so different. Even my parents are excited. They avidly tell me to invite him to stay the weekend sometime, and that I should go visit him. Maybe they know something I don't...they haven't even complained that he's 3 years older than me and graduating from college this winter. It's kind of odd, but I'm not complaining myself. I'm rather enjoying this. If my parents don't have any problems with it, it must be healthy, because most of the time, when they complain about things, they end up going wrong after all. This is a good sign.
I'm happy. For the first time in a long time, I'm happy.

Work tonight. It shouldn't be too bad. I like working with everyone there -- it's more anonymous and yet more fun. I like having my work cut out for me and being more able to stay as far out of my boss' hair as possible. When we clash, things go wrong, normally for my end. I was so afraid that he'd blow up at me last night because I made a mistake. Luckily, I think I worded my argument well enough, because he didn't even yell at me. I was expecting to be fired or totally reamed out, but he passively corrected my mistake for me as if it was the most normal thing in the world. I'm wondering if he's been taking anger management classes...Still, just watch -- tomorrow he'll put me in the crappy section of the restaurant, like upstairs, so that I get almost no tables and have to wait around doing everyone else's "dirty" work all night. Even the cooks feel bad for me when that happens. I try my best, honestly. I guess I just suck at waitressing. That's why I'm a writer, right?

Tuesday, June 08, 2004

It's all full of stars...

Here are a few photos from Prom 2004.

All of us party bus people. Front row: Louis, Tim, Jimmy, Pete, Chris Brant (my date), Doug, AJ, Colby, Dave, and Andrew. Back row: Maureen, Lauren, Bethany, Savanna, Olga, me, Renee, Beth, Rachel, and Sam. Posted by Hello

Olga, Rachel, me, Renee, Beth, Savanna, Sam, Bethany, and Lauren looking lovely. Posted by Hello

They might be dates: Louis and Doug, "secret" lovers. ;-P Posted by Hello

Who wouldn't stand inside your love?

Tonight's the music banquet. I'll be receiving a few awards that I know I didn't get at the Senior Awards Ceremony last Friday. Tomorrow's the senior trip to Green Lake, out by Syracuse. That night, I have the National Honor Society Senior Banquet. Crazy week. Thursday's Guild -- wish me luck. Practicing piano this much kind of sucks. I had to go extra long today at my lesson, and then I have to tape my songs in school on Friday first thing. Saturday I'll be practicing with Tom for our duet in the afternoon after work. Hectic.
Well, here's my work schedule for this week, being as I'm finally getting back into the swing of things after about 3 weeks:
Thursday: 4:30pm
Friday: 4:00pm
Saturday: 9:30am - 3:00pm, on call night
On call Saturday night! This means I'll be spending some hardcore time at Barnes & Noble with Aaron. He's...wow.
You and me, meant to be,
Immutable, impossible.
It's destiny, pure lunacy,
Incalculable, insufferable,
But for the last time,
You're everything that I want and ask for.
You're all that I dream.
Who wouldn't be the one you love?
Who wouldn't stand inside your love,
Protected and the lover of
A pure soul and beautiful you?

Don't understand; don't feel me now.
I will breathe for the both of us.
Travel the world; traverse the skies.
Your home is here within my heart.

And for the first time,
I feel as though I am reborn in my mind,
Recast as child and mystic sage...

For the first time,
I'm telling you how much I need and bleed for
Your every move and waking sound.
In my time,
I'll wrap my wire around your heart and your mind.
You're mine forever.
Who wouldn't be the one you love and live for?
Who wouldn't stand inside your love and die for?
Who wouldn't be the one you love?

- Smashing Pumpkins, "Stand Inside Your Love"

I'm an E(44)N(44)F(11)P(11). What are you? Unsurprisingly enough, Aaron's an ENFP, too. ;-D

Monday, June 07, 2004

"Yeah, Rotary rules...I agree!"

This has to have been one of the most wonderful weekends of the year. I attended a great Rotary Orientation, my first one, in which I volunteered my time as part of the Rotex group. It was an amazing weekend in which I realized that it's true: The only people who really understand former exchange students and their experiences are other exchange students. I also met one of my *now* most favorite people, someone who mirrors me in more ways than I can even understand, which is kind of scary but at the same time exciting. I've never met anyone who is so much like me in so many different ways...it's exactly what I've been looking for for so long now, and I'm so happy about it. I looked back on it yesterday and just had to smile at the amazingly undescribable way in which things play themselves out and work themselves out in the end.
Saw Harry Potter yesterday and listened to some hardcore Pink Floyd. ;-)
Hands down, this is the best day I can ever remember. Always remember the sound of the stereo, dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers and the time on the clock, when we realized it's so late, and this walk that we shared together. The streets were wet and the gate was locked, so I jumped it and I let you in, and you stood at your door with your hands on my waist, and you kissed me like you meant it, and I knew that you meant it...
- Dashboard Confessional, "Hands Down"

No more time to explain anything else. Later...

Wednesday, June 02, 2004

What is this "emo" you speak of?

What they call love is a risk, 'cause you'll always get hit out of nowhere by some wave and end up on your own.
- Brand New, "Play Crack the Sky"

You write such pretty words, but love's no storybook. Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt.
- Bright Eyes, "Lover I Don't Have to Love"

Now faith is replaced by a logic so cold. I disregarded what I was now that I'm older and I know much more than I did back then, but the more I learn, the more I can't understand...And I lie to myself and say, "It's for the best."
- Straylight Run, "It's For the Best"

So we bottled and shelved all our regrets, let them ferment, and came back to our senses, drove back home, slept a few days, woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be.
- Straylight Run, "Mistakes We Knew We Were Making"

Why bother? It's gonna hurt me. It's gonna kill when you desert me. This happened to me twice before. It won't happen to me anymore.
- Weezer, "Why Bother?"

Forgive me for the totally emo moment. God I hate that word.
Two days 'til Prom, a few more until freedom. I'm still kind of confused about everything, just everything, where I'm going and whatnot, like where the future is taking me emotionally and mentally. Am I the kind of person I want to be? If I have to ask myself that question, then the answer is most likely, "no."
All these lines fall short of what I had in mind, a failed attempt to capsulize a feeling, so I'll just try and fail and try and try again and someday I swear I'm gonna get it...

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

On the search for "IT"

I am fairly agile. I can bend and not break, or I can break and take it with a smile...

I'm talented with reason. I cover all the angles. I can fail before I ever try.

- Dashboard Confessional, "Bend and Not Break"

I was thinking of that this morning. It's really true.
Excellent night last night, probably one of the best I've had in a long time. It started out at Brant's, in which I found out he'd locked himself out of his own house. Luckily, his brother showed up and relieved us of this predicament. We watched Almost Famous for awhile (the extended version, of course!) and Mark showed up. Then we all went to Sky's for awhile and just chilled. It was quite amusing. I hadn't seen Sky since the beginning of the school year, before he left for Bard.
"Hey, is your brother home?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I think he's upstairs," he replied. So I snuck up to surprise him. I think I was pretty successful. So he came downstairs to join our little group. It was just one of those interesting, spontaneous times in my life that will help me in remembering the few good times that took place during this year. I hope this is a foreshadowing of sorts as to the summer to come.
Tonight's the senior murder mystery. I have been chosen to play a stoner. Hah, it's strange how many people take me for a real stoner in everyday life...
Prom's this Friday. Chris Brant and I are gonna have such a good time. Like I said, it's kind of been written in the stars that we'd go to Prom together, and it's strange how history played itself out so that we would. Things happen in order for others to happen...Fate is that thing that comes along and nudges the turnout of events in the right direction when your own choice fails to do so, or when you're not in a position to make something happen.
Certain developments have made me quite happy recently...Yet still seeing his face, whether in person or in pictures, seems to bring back that melancholy sadness to my eyes...
Graduation party: July 17th at my grandparents' house in Richfield Springs. You're all invited, of course. ;-) Dammit, I can't wait until graduation. I have to wait until the beginning of August to first find out where and with whom I will be rooming for the next 4 years of my life. Syracuse, I can't wait that long!
...Even if we come home empty-handed, we'll still have our stories of battle scars, pirate ships and wounded hearts, broken bones, and all the best of friendships. And when this hourglass has filtered out its final grain of sand, I'll raise my glass to the memories we had. This is my wish. I'm taking it back. I'm taking 'em all back...
- The Ataris, "So Long, Astoria"