Monday, October 10, 2005

neutral anthem

this song has become my anthem for the week.

The only girl I've ever loved
Was born with roses in her eyes
But then they buried her alive
One evening 1945
With just her sister at her side
And only weeks before the guns
All came and rained on everyone
Now she's a little boy in Spain
Playing pianos filled with flames
On empty rings around the sun
All sing to say my dream has come

But now we must pick up every piece
Of the life we used to love
Just to keep ourselves
At least enough to carry on




Today I layed in bed and wished it would snow. Large fluffy flakes, falling into the trees by the window. Coldness pressed tight up against the window, but the the colder it is the warmer it seems to be inside.

I wish I could hold these moments seperate, away from all of the pain and confusion. Keep them safe from being ruined or forgotten.


Until Later,

Sondra

p.s. I know what you would do and say to this. You would look me in the eyes which would scare me but it's what i secretly love. You would tell me that it's impossible. I might hate you for that, but it's the truth.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

happy thoughts indeed

You Belong in London

A little old fashioned, and a little modern.
A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock.
A unique woman like you needs a city that offers everything.
No wonder you and London will get along so well.
What City Do You Belong in? Take This Quiz :-)

I'm really excited, I found out that I'll be heading to England in early March. I've never been, so this should be awesome. Any places I MUST see? I was hoping to get down to Stratford and see a play, then a little bit of the English countryside. Being the nerd that I am, I'll want to go see an estate where they filmed Jane Austen films. I think I will then proceed to go insane with joy.

Sondra: Oh My God! Ohmygod! It's Pemberley, Mom! PEMBERLEY!!!

*frolics around Lyme Park*

Sondra: I FEEL LIKE ELIZA FUCKING BENNET! WOHOO!

Mom: *turns to other tourists* That's not my daughter...

Heh. I can't wait.

Until Later,

Sondra

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Rogerick!

Tonight I had dinner with Roger.

It was beautiful.

In a sure-you-have-a-girlfriend-dude-but-that-doesn't-stop-me-from-adoring-you-from-afar sort of way.

and I did not turn into a lobster!

(i told you i was getting better...)

He even has his own Radio Show on Sundays. Listen from 12-2 here. I haven't listened yet, but I totally will.

He was wearing an Ed Gein band t-shirt. The kid listens to angry music.



Mmmm. Ah well, his face makes up for it.

Until Later,

Sondra

Friday, September 30, 2005

for those who know:

that i can get irrationally angry at stupid things...


but besides that, today was pretty damn good.

i went to walmart.

and i bought light up flip flops and pulp fiction.

for $9! boo-ya!

Until Later,

Sondra

Thursday, September 29, 2005

it's not just the demon barber of fleet street

oh manohmanohman.

...this is so wrong.

...all of a sudden i desperately want to go see a musical.

...perhaps worse... i want to perform in a musical.



...and one that doesn't involve psycho insane barbers who turns his customers into meat pies.


there must be something horribly wrong with me.

all those years...

hating andrew lloyd webber.

gone. just gone.


have all of these years hating cheesy songs and go-go boot dancing...

...just been a cover for my secret love of them?



the horror...

perhaps i'll just wake up and find that it's all just one big nightmare.




...yes, thats it...one big nightmare...

*shudder*



Until Later,

Sondra

p.s. anyone up for a little road trip on the 23rd of October to Buffalo? The Dresden Dolls are playing... should be lots of fun...

Monday, September 26, 2005

it's rainy

today was a tiredblah day that is in desperate need for a little rufus wainwright...

cigarettes and chocolate milk these are just a couple of my cravings everything it seems i like's a little bit stronger, a little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me...





oh dearest college, every day you lower my health standards a bit more each day...

today I drank water out of a mug. i finished half of the water before i realized the mug had white spore thing-ys growing inside of it.

ah well.







until later,

sondra

Saturday, September 24, 2005

good start to a great weekend

My roommate is freaking awesome.

It's amazing how much of boy related troubles can be solved with the following:

1. "electro-folk" performance at Terra Cotta coffee house by a decently talented guy who said he's going to "Get off the stage soon because he's probably boring everyone now."

2. Food/Coffee

3. Gilmore Girls

4. Discussions of Disney Movies, especially The Emperor's New Groove.

5. Seeing glass blowing in the art studio

6. One slightly awkward conversation where I say "Boys are so frustrating, it'd be so much easier if I were a lesbian."

7. One SNL "Hyper Hypo" skit with Mike Meyers and Nicole Kidman. (I think "You're the Devil!" will become a constant saying around here...)

7. Knitting

8. Moxy Fruvous



Anyway, I had a really fun time, and my roommate is fantastic. I found out she listen to The Clash like the first or second day, so I knew she had to be pretty cool. This weekend has just confirmed it indefinitely.

Hurah!

Until Later,

Sondra

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

blankets

I just finished reading Craig Thompson's Blankets today. I got it at the library this morning, and devoured every beautiful page.

I had read Carnet de Voyage... had picked it up in a French bookstore (where they're really big on graphic novels). I loved what I could read, and later picked up a copy in English and loved it more.

I was inspired to go back to reading Thompson's works when Meg sent me this. Salamander Dream is good, and reminded me of why I love graphic novels or whatever they're called.

Blankets makes me happy to be human. Although his story is sad, especially at first, I didn't feel that way at all when I finished. It's so intensely beautiful, every page just as wonderful as the next.

Everyone should read it, and I think I'm gonna read it again tonight.

Craig Thompson has this special abillity... to draw/write things that connect with all human beings. There's something so universal. All sorts of different feelings we all know and experience. Opressive parents. Questioning thoughts. Love in all of it's many forms. Realizations. Growing up. We can relate to these all, sometimes I almost felt like he was writing more about my own life and feelings than his own.

God, it was a good book. I think I'm gonna start enjoying simple pleasures in life more. Books. Tea. Knitting. Silence.

I feel like I've been spending wayy too much time with computers lately, I need to start getting away from that. They can suck out your soooouuuuulllll!

I suppose I should eat now, all of that reading made me forget about food. However, the last thing I want right now is to wait in long lines for bad food. Hm.

Oh yes, and what is this about a paper due Friday? And French test tomorrow? Other writing paper due next wednesday? Might want to start on that as well.

Ha! That just made me think of something I heard the first day of college... "Do you guys really know what you're getting yourselves into? Four years of papers, tests, exams? "

haha....no i didn't.

Until Later,

Sondra

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

leave it to lloyd dobler

I have to agree with Tambo on this one. *sigh* Silly people... hopefully this article will set you right before the fashion police start knocking at your door.


Growing up as I did in the Midwest, I was completely unaccustomed to coastal fashion when I arrived in South Bend. After three years, though, I'm starting to notice a few trends on campus that I just don't get to see at home. Perhaps the most interesting of these is also the most irritating - the popped collar.

I just don't get it. Why do people do this to their shirts? Maybe they're blocking their necks from the sun, wind and rain. Maybe they're cold. Maybe they're hiding hickeys. Maybe I'm the only one who is missing out.

Thinking back, I should have seen it coming. Fashion trends recycle, right? And in the 1800s, fashionable men starched their collars in order to wear the cravats that served as ties. The collar's points framed their faces.

This fad simply never faded away on the East Coast, where prep-school etiquette required that young men sport starched collars even on the weekends. It also appeared on the West Coast in the early 90s when hip-hop artists like MC Hammer told us to "pop ya collar."

The popped collar is obviously a craze of the past. Why, then, is the J. Crew U. look so prevalent here, now?

Fellow Observer staffer Kelly Meehan and I tried out the popped collar and asked our fellow students what they thought about it. While most agreed that it was fashionable, many said that the majority of collar-poppers are merely imitating those who have the right to pop. And when questioned, the general consensus was that this group consisted of upper-crust East Coasters who have been popping their whole lives.

I won't go so far as to say that the only people who should wear the popped collar are preppy or wealthy. I don't necessarily believe that. Some of the coolest people in entertainment history flipped up their collars - think John Lennon, Lloyd Dobler in "Say Anything," Elvis, the Fonz, Michael Jackson in the "Bad" era, and even Alex P. Keaton. These were men who bravely popped where no men had popped before. They were the truly cool fashion trendsetters among the masses.

But if you think about it, the stiff collar has been sported by many who should have avoided it. Dracula, for one, is a prime example. Star Trek characters, the Bride of Frankenstein, even dogs who have had surgery all get a chance to flip their collars.

My point to you is this: The more liberal American style seems to get, the more and more the trendy attempt to reach back to steal fashions from the past. You cannot reinvent something as classic as the polo shirt, nor is it always appropriate to try. How you dress should be a reflection of who you really are. Don't let a fashion trend designate how you present yourself to the world. And most importantly, pop your collar responsibly.


-writen by nicole zook of the observer-






---> Quoi? This model thinks he is hot, but he is just creepy. Awesome pants though.









Say Anything is a cinematic classic in which Lloyd Dobler can pop his collar. However, if Cusack was to pop his collar today, it would just look stupid.<---






Until Later,

Sondra

dreidles, yarn and happiness

Today was a very good day. I found out what I needed to do, and I did it. It was not screaming on mountain tops, but I feel so much better now. I do not deal with uncertainty well.

Oh yes, and I'm possibly turning to Judaism? Dinner time is a good time for learning about dreidles.

I've already gotten the kosher thing down. Been kosher for 2 years!

Ooh, and I totally joined the campus Stitch n' Bitch! What now?!

I am working on gloves. They are beautiful. Unfortunately, the yarn is all tangled, and I've already spent 3 hours trying to untangle it but there's still more work to be done.

La La La, it is late.

Goodnight.

Until Later,

Sondra