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07.03.03
hello all. it is always nice to see your shiny, smiling faces.
this past monday woody allen was four inches away from me for maybe three seconds and it was wonderful. emi's roommate's boyfriend works at the carlyle in the city and when he heard that i was a big fan he invited us to watch one of woody allen's weekly jazz performances at the hotel. so we went and they served us a six course dinner at the cafe and woody allen came and sat *right* in front of me when putting the reed in his clarinet. the band is about seven people playing old new orleans jazz. they were really good and the cafe was small so it was a very intimate, impromptu sort of concert.
then after the show, there he was, four inches away from me, his hand on my chair as he was passing by and i said,
"oh mr.allen, please take a picture with me! i've seen almost all of your films and i've read all your books and as far as twenty-four year old korean girls are concerned, i am probably your biggest fan. well, maybe except for your wife. anyway it would mean a whole lot to me mr.allen, can i call you woody, if you'd take a picture with me please."
and guess what he said? he didn't say anything and walked right on by. i guess because in actuality i didn't say a single word. i was mute and staring (maybe in a freakishly steady way) as he passed me. i was too shy. oh well. it is okay. the occasion has been burned in my brain and i shall remember it always.
ah the weekend *is* good. especially long ones. jane and o are coming at 6:30am tomorrow to whisk me away to the beach. it may not be the caribbean but there's sand and water. oh and the boardwalk! and funnel cake! now i see why the jersey shore does have its advantages. it will be a good time.
07.05.03
in middle school i used to read biographies on actresses from the 1940's. and back then amc used to play films from the 30's and 40's and i would watch all these old movies and become obsessed sometimes, remembering certain lines or gestures. for example, in roman holiday there is a scene when audrey hepburn and gregory peck have a drink together. and for some reason i liked the way audrey hepburn finshes her drink. so after watching that movie, i'd often finish my drinks the way she did in that scene. sometimes even now, if i remember, i'll do it. it makes me feel a little audrey hepburn. just a little.
heaven, i'm in heaven. and my heart beats so that i can hardly speak. and i seem to find the happiness i seek. when we're out together dancing cheek to cheek. heaven, i'm in heaven. and the cares that hung around me through the week, seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak. when we're out together dancing cheek to cheek. oh i'd like to climb a mountain. and to reach the highest peak. but it doesn't thrill me half as much as dancing cheek to cheek. oh i'd like to go out fishing, in a river or a creek. but i don't enjoy it half as much as dancing cheek to cheek. dance with me! i want my arms about you! the charms about you will carry me through, to, heaven. i'm in heaven, and my heart beats so that i can hardly speak. and i seem to find the happiness i seek. when we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
-irving berlin-
07.06.03
sare called yesterday and in the middle of our conversation i heard some noise in the background. then she said, "oh my husband is home." and it was really wierd. because a husband is just a wierd thing to have.
the graduate was on amc today. it's kind of a good movie. not good, but kinda good, pretty funny. dustin hoffman, wierd looking and yet oddly attractive.
07.10.03
work has been rather stressful this week. that might have to do with the sleeplessness. went out to a v.delightful dinner with jen and jennis. thank goodness tomorrow is friday. i'm going to sleep ALOT this weekend.
poeks forced me to join friendster. so i did. and it's too much. different people keep popping up on my page and i don't even know them. take them off. on the other hand, i like seeing my four friends in that little box on the left hand corner. it seems cozy.
07.14.03
vive la france. french people all over the world celebrated bastille day today. i took french in high school for four years and i'd like to know, what's in it for me?
congrats to jeff s. who took his boards today. yay! it's over! i'm going to give you a shiny sticker for all your hard work.
what a crummy day. i feel like crap with a capital C. CRAP. will not elaborate. just know that it really stunk. also on my way home, i was stuck in a delayed train for forty minutes without a seat. booooo.
it has come to my attention, ahem, that my cell phone has not rung once in the past three or four days- with the exception of my mother inquiring train arrival times. oh and once jane called to confirm that i'd attend olivia's party. okay, SO. it seemed odd you know, i mean i know i don't have *that* many friends. plus everyone is busy and all but surely *somebody* would have wanted to call me at least over the weekend. then it occured to me that maybe my phone was not working, i am so slow to realize these things, so i tried calling myself from the house phone and guess what? phone in perfect working order. rings loud and clear. and when it rings, i shall pick it up. and there will be merry conversation.
07.19.03 linda and belinda, jennis and denise.
in the "new people" box on my friendster, there is a pictureless person named belinda. who is she? should i add her? and do i leave her a testimonial that says, "belinda is my twin sister and i hate her. she is such a liar and a cheat. she's always hanging out with denise who is also a liar and a cheat. i hate them both"
jeff was here this past week and on weds we went swing dancing at the lincoln center. i highly recommend it. swing dancing to a live jazz band is fun of course, but there was something about being outside, seeing old couples dancing, and the city at night that made me feel good.
i have mosquito bites on the bottom of both feet. booo.
at the butterfly farm in st.martin
our photos from st.martin are all up.
07.21.03
it's thunderstorming. it smells good and sounds nice.
07.26.03
went to the beach today with o, jane, and jen. what is it about the beach that makes you so hungry? so hungry that a peanut butter and jelly sandwich tastes just splendid. actually though, today we had pizza on the boardwalk and that too was so very yummy.
i'm tan. when i got back today my mom said that asian girls don't look pretty when they're too tan. she is so silly this mom. tans make you look healthy and happy and pretty. and then everybody love you.
why do good girls like bad guys?
07.27.03
finished harry potter and the sorcerer's stone for the meelionth time. lame? maybe.
cat on a hot tin roof is playing at bryant park tomorrow. i think i shall go watch it because paul newman is hot. someone please come watch it with me. thank you.
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