Brief update...

Sorry blog, for such neglect. It’s undeserved. There is a good excuse though…the past few weeks have been unreasonably stress-full between school, job hunting, PR club, training for Broad Street run and of course, guys…

I must admit, though, I have been enjoying myself as well. T, R and I went to two concerts a week or so ago. We saw the Ting Tings and Bloc Party. Both shows were awesome and a ton of fun.

T has been helping to motivate me with my training for the Broad Street run. I ran 6 miles yesterday. It was a perfect day on Kelly Drive. The trees finally started to bloom, there was a light breeze and it was perfectly busy with other runners, bikers and the occasional picnic in the grass. So running for an hour straight was not as terrible as it seems. There were a lot of distractions.

Oh and I totally ended things with TN. But that was forever ago. He has no idea how to treat a girl. For our “V-day date” , if you will, not only did he make me drive to his house, when he has his own car, he didn’t even leave me a space to park in his driveway and made me circle the block trying to find a spot. He then was like oh wow you really dressed up for this didn’t you. WTF?! Thanks, glad you think I look nice.

The reason why he couldn’t pick me up was because he had to go to the gym, and since he was in a rush, he told me he didn’t have time to get me flowers… which is why he couldn’t park straight in his driveway. Idiot. And don't tell me you were going to get me flowers and couldn't because you didn't have time. That does not make it better...

Does anyone agree with me that this behavior is childish and inconsiderate? He is 23 for crying out loud!

I will update again soon. I promise.

later...

L

buzz kill!

Hello, hello. C here. With an annoying story that Im sure will leave all of you (at least the ladies) feeling our pain. So on Thursday the weather was gorgeous in Manayunk. Sunny. 65ish. Probably the nicest day we have had so far in Spring of ' 09. T and I didn't think that the day should go to waste so we decided to take a hike to Main Street and grab a little treat. Naturally, we chose ice cream. It's the perfect warm weather pick-me-up and was the other thing missing from our beautiful spring day experience. So off we went to what used to be Rita's (new place, can't remember the name). We are standing in line chit-chatting and we are next soo I decide what I want and begin to assemble the necessary funds from my wallet. Oops, I drop a quarter on the floor. I go to reach for it but the girl infront of me is already on it. I think "oh thats nice of her - she is picking up my quarter". I fully expect her to turn around and hand it to me. UGH - Wrong. She picked up the quarter and kept it. T & I looked at each and could not contain our laughter. So we proceeded to half giggle/half silence ourselves until we ordered. So we order - choc cone for me, frozen yogurt and sprinkles for skinny-girl T - and decided to consume our treats in the sunshine at the table outside of the ice cream shop. So there we are talking, loving life when a young man traveling in a passing car decides to share his thoughts with us. His exact words "Calories, calories" (think of the words in a "tisk, tisk" type of tone). UM what? my chin dropped. So did T's. Did that really just happen? I'm sure I wont be giving up ice cream forever, but you can bet your booty that I will not be eating ice cream in public anytime soon.

Is this real life?!

So, I've been known to do some pretty forgetful things. For example.. the time I was about 14 years old and I forgot my sneakers and realized when I was half way to NYC. Then I had to tell my parents who were arguing about who knows what at the time. It was rough... So I proceeded to walk barefoot to the first shoe store in NY and got the ugliest sneakers ever.
Then there was the time I forgot a jacket while going to NY... again I had to buy one there.

So after preparing for weeks, I finally had my 10 mile race the other weekend in Quakertown. I was pretty stressed out about it, but looking forward to doing it. So it was the morning of the race and I'm getting ready when I realize.. I have two different sneakers packed. First thought.. REALLY? AGAIN? absolutely ridiculous!! Could I wear them and make it work? Thank goodness they were a right and a left shoe!!
So there you have it.. I was the weirdo running with two different shoes... and a bulky knee brace.. that's a professional runner! ha

Overall the race went well and I managed completing it successfully! Plus, I didn't even fall, which I've sadly done too many times.. Hopefully this isn't a reoccurring event.. more to come..

Happy Almost St. Patty's Day!

xoxo
T

Almost spring break!

So here I am, avoiding doing my paper.. but I over studied last night so I deserve a break... right?

So I'm strangely looking forward to going to the Flower Show this Friday. I used to go every year with my family and now I sort of miss it. It's a Italian scene this year so that should be exciting as well.
kinda cute right? Well I've also recently tried to keep real plants in my room... it seems to be going down hill though
So i'll have to get some new plants at the flower show that I don't kill.. (Note: I have the nice rose facing out)

Anyways, to continue putting off starting my paper I'll be going to a run on Kelly Drive. Maybe I'll get some missed connections..

Now I just found out what these missed connections are. You find them on craigslist and it has postings from people who believe they had a "moment" with you. I guess if you feel you have had a moment wtih someone you either have to post about it or look for someone who posted about you. Sounds kind of ridiculous to me but apparently it has worked before. Here is what one looks like:

Saw you tonight, and around all the time - m4w - 26 (U_City)

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Reply to: pers-9vfsp-1061036328@craigslist.org ^{[Errors when replying to ads?]}
Date: 2009-03-04, 11:56PM EST

Ever since we were in that class that we both dropped, I see you all over. I saw you tonight in the middle of the street which was pretty unexpected. Basically, I will make it my mission in life to say hello the next time I see you. I try, but kind of freeze up in your presence.

• Location: U_City
• it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

PostingID: 1061036328

Off to kelly drive.. giving someone the eyes!

Check out Tara's Blog with my feature as to, Why I am a superhero!
http://mostlikelyarant.blogspot.com/2009/03/tracy-is-self-proclaimed-super-hero.html

xoxo
-TT

Social media is starting to freak me out...

Okay, so. I have decided that this whole social media phenomena is starting to get a little ridiculous. I mean I love it, its great for networking and keeping in touch with friends but when I can sit through a whole conversation at lunch and already know the story via twitter, facebook and blogs... I start to get concerned.

Maybe I need to do my work or update my resume/cover letter instead of sitting in the tech center knowing whats going on in all of my friends lives... and strangers lives, I should add. I guess there is no turning back now since I am addicted, but it still can get a little weird. We are trying to keep this fairly anonymous so we have something to talk to our friends about on the phone...

Another thing this new social media has been altering is dating... I mean, I have been asked out twice via facebook message. At first I thought it was weird, well I still do kinda. But I am learning to accept it because if you think about it, its not that strange. Most college kids spend A LOT of time on FB and we are all on it all the time. Its part of our way of life, its part of our culture now. So why wouldn't we integrate it into our love lives? Its not anonymous but you do not have to deal with the nerv-racking, talking to someone in person/phone, which is a cop out anyway but it seems to be more and more accepted.

Just something I have been thinking about lately... while procrastinating and not writing my cover letter and sending out my resume...

xo
L

Highlights of the week...

Ok, so I have been neglecting the blog. Sorry. It's just that time of the semester again where the work load is getting heavy and I have a bajillion tests/assignments/PR club stuff to deal with. And let me tell you, I have been putting a lot of things off fbecause I have become addicted to blogs and twitter and youtube! But a few funny things happened this past week/weekend that I want to share. Ill try to make it kind of short, I tend to ramble...

Last weekend:

- The date with TN... well lets just say that I had to drive to his place. He didnt even think to offer to pick me up, he just assumed I would drive over to him. He told me to be ready by 730 then told me to be at his place at 730. This is all in text messages. I said I thought you were coming to get me and there was no way that at this point in the night I would be able to get to his place by 730... he texted me at 630. WTF?! So then I was pissed. Livid almost. On the drive over I calmed down. I mean at least he had a driveway that I could park in right? WRONG! He didnt park his car straight so I had to drive around and find parking. I dont know. I had a good time with him at dinner and I do like him but he is not doing anything to impress me or show me that he really really likes me.

- We had some friends over to pre-game before hitting the bar. A good friend, we will call her Delco. Diva, decided to have a guy stop by before we all headed out. She had met him a few times but didnt know him very well. But... when he showed up, she came into the kitchen and told us she had no idea who that guy was. She did not recognize him and thought that the person coming over was a different guy. It was hysterical. If that were to happen to anyone, it would happen to the Delco. Diva because her life is out of control and she should probably have her own blog. So we all laughed at her...

- Later on at the bar TN was trying to sext me, I told him I was out with the girls then he wanted me to drive to his place to watch a movie. I didnt even respond. I just dont get it... chivalry is NOT DEAD people! come pick me up if you wanna hang... and dont ask me to drive drunk. geez!

Mardi Gras:
- It was wild... all i remember is taking shots, eating 5 slices of pizza and waking up the next morning feeling full... not hung over, but full... I gave pizza up for lent because of this.


- T and I went to Loie. It was whatever. Something nasty happened in the bathroom between a couple and we thought it was trashy... overall not the best night... but we managed to get really drunk which made the next day really hard.

Tonight... babysitting yayy... money!

-L

So here I am sitting on the couch with R watching the news and tempting her to eat Ritz crackers with me...She is totally taking the bate. This has been a long week for all of us in the house. Everyone is glad its the weekend.

I decided to let myself sleep in and sit on the couch all day. Well I didn't really mean to sit on the couch all day but that's what happened in between my loads of laundry (which I have not done in like 3 weeks).

So here I am debating on if I should jump in the shower now or later. I have this big date with TN tonight. It has been long anticipated. He initially asked me out for V-day but said he had to work so he was going to try to get off. If he couldn't get off Saturday night, he could get off Friday night, but that was the night we were going out for T's birthday bash. Then he suggested Thursday night, but he gets out of class at 10. Then what? we go out for a few drinks and I either take a cab back by myself, which would cost like 20 bucks, or stay over there? I don't think so. That's not much of a date... am I wrong?

I then counter suggested Monday night, it was after V-day but not that much further after that it couldn't be considered a Valentines date. He agreed. Then he told me he had to go home to his moms house to pick some stuff up so he would have to postpone our dinner... really?!

After all this build up he goes and postpones our dinner to tonight. So that brings me to my current dilemma: what to wear. Hmmmm...

Another dilemma that I have been faced with recently is trying to find a job. I know that I should already be contacting people with my resume and cover letter, but I'm scared. I am taking my sweet time writing my cover letter and finding places to send it out to. I am scared because it is completely out of my control, kind of. I know that the job market sucks and I know that I am not going to limit myself to only Philly, so I think I should get a job somewhere. Whether it is in PR or something close to it. My real dream is to go abroad and work in London or Rome. Or Paris or anywhere else in Europe.

Sorry, tangent. I should go find something to wear. Ill write about the big date at some point this weekend. Tomorrow night I get to babysit! I am watching 11 month twin boys. They are so adorable, but tomorrow night they should be asleep before I even get there... I can just bring a book, read on the couch and get paid for it! What a sweet deal. And Im hurting for some cash right now, so it is perfect timing!

-L

Welcome to "Big Girl Club"!

This weekend has been jam packed with birthdays, alcohol, music and great food. Oh yeah, and boys. I also learned how to play my first song on the guitar- Three Little Birds by Bob Marley.

T's birthday was this weekend, she turned 22 and has now been inducted into the what we like to call "Big Girl Club". I will let her tell you all about the weekend, since it was her birthday and I do not remember much of it.

So TN and I have been spending a decent amount of time together over the past two weeks. He is really sweet and I kinda like him. Thursday night he came over and we watched a movie and ate ice cream, just what I needed after a LONG week! Friday he came out after work and met up with us to celebrate T's bday. He also took care of my drunk ass by buying me pizza and making sure I got home safely. What a sweet heart! And any smart guy would know that food is the way to a drunk girls heart! Especially mine. I tend to get in this "zone" when I'm drunk and my stomach becomes a bottomless pit that just needs more and more food. Apparently Saturday night as I was trying to scarf down my second huge slice of pizza, I tried to get everyone to stay so I could go grab another slice. I seriously was not hungry until dinner time on Sunday.

Sunday C and I joined T for her Family Bday dinner at El Vez. It has been a while since I have been there, and let me tell you... I have missed those pomegranate margaritas and corn on the cob SO MUCH! Later, T and I went to The Fire to see a band that we discovered last spring during a show at World Cafe Live.

Illinois is a fun local band and the singer plays a banjo for a few songs. They have a bunch of crazy sounds in their songs but I cant think of any other band I know that I can compare them to. Check them out though if your looking for something new to listen to. Toy Soldier was the other band we saw play. I LOVE them! The singer has such a great voice and hes so cute. They have this blues type sound and you just cant not move to their music.

The Fire is a little hole in the wall that draws a small crowd of Northern Libs locals. I would have never even known about this place if it wasn't for my friend Steph. She pretty much is their marketing intern and helps set up shows and promotes them.

That pretty much sums up the highlights of my weekend. R will have to blog soon, maybe I will assign her a day to make sure she actually contributes!

I'm out...

peace.
L

asinine!

So L previously mentioned about me and her going on Kelly drive and about how I am into running. Now, I sort of dislike when people talk about working out but since she started it I'll enlighten you on my run the other day. I was dreading this run for about 3 days because I knew it was time for my long run. It needed to be 7 miles in order to be ready for a 1o mile run on march 7. It just so happened that there were winds up to 60 mph this day though. However, I went for it cause Ken-bo, the insane running expert/dad said that I had to be tough.
The wind was sort of similar to this...
and I was sort of similar to this..
Overall, I did survive the run, I'd say it was probably 8 miles though. I mean if you consider the running in place as the wind and I were battling! Only got a few welts from the leaves slapping me in the face.. and I avoided getting to much in my eyes. It also allowed me to see how comical/friendly people can be in philadelphia. Instead of the normal run by and act like you don't see one another, I had people not only smiling but laughing. Apparently they found it ridiculous to be running in the wind as well. It was sort of nice for once. Can't say I'd recommend it, or ever plan to do it again! Thanks Ken-bo, I wasn't able to walk for a few days after!!
xoxo
T.

Vday Lovin'

It's official ... I have a Valentine!

Okay, okay he is three years old but still.. I've got one.

The little boy that I babysit, Oscar, surprised me this morning with a homemade valentine's day card and a box of Godiva chocolates - gosh, he is only three and still knows how to win over the ladies. My card is a beautiful piece of red construction paper with carefully placed scribbles of blue, red and orange magic markers. The chocolates are a delectable selection of Godiva's finest! Yum! He proceeded to help me unwrap the box and pick out the first chocolate I should try... of course, he picked out the truffle - my favorite! As I was driving home down Kelly Drive I realized something... I should always have a three-year-old valentine. Duh! Why didnt I think of this sooner? He is adorable, he always lets me know how he feels, and he doesn't expect anything in return. Playing with his Thomas the train table is gift enough for him. And then to top off all of this sweetness, as I am leaving he says "Happy Valentine's Day. Thanks for the chocolates!" Lol. What a cutie!

I hope everyone has a lovely Valentine's Day!

Love.
C.

I apologize...

... You may not all be aware of exactly what a "hammer punch" is (refer to the post titled - 'Buddha Belly Blunder')but no worries here is a lovely picture of L & I in 'hammer punch' (L) and 'five star' (C) form...

*don't worry - no one was injured during this photo shoot!

...and yes, my teeth are silver. it's called a grill.. and an obvious necessity for a lil wayne dance party.

Buddha Belly Blunder

Allow me to introduce myself ...

You can call me C. T & L have been peer pressuring me to post. As of late, it seems that all of our conversations begin with "Are you blogging?" or "Have you blogged today?". I'm begining to get nervous that if I don't blog soon someone will hurt me while I'm sleeping or L will hammer punch me when I'm not looking. So as a result of my fear of being hammer punched, I have been constantly pondering what my first blog topic will be. Problem solved! Here we goo..

This afternoon I was on my way to work in CC. (I use public transportation to get there so obviously it is always an experience!) I am just sitting there reading a self magazine when a person approches me and leans in for a handshake. Now, three years ago I would have felt bad turning down the opportunity to shake hands with a stranger but L thankfully has taught me better and I now know that it is okay to say "no" when a stranger wants to touch me. So as the person (and I say person bc I'm not really sure if it was a man or a woman) moves for the shake I awkwardly smile and shake my head 'no way'. The person smiles and begins to rub their belly - hmm okay? - and then stretches out to show me a handfull of change. Now had I not had previous public transportation experiences I may not have understood what this person was trying to say, but lucky for me I put two and two together and realized this person wanted money for food. Now I'd just like to point out that the belly this person was rubbing was nothing short of a buddha belly soo logic would tell me that they probably aren't really that hungry. Anyway, as all of this is happening I realize that this person standing in front of me is deaf or atleast acting like it and then suddenly I remember a conversation that I had with L & T this past weekend ... let me explain. You see L she is a hot young thang and last weekend in particular she was having an issue with receiving a lot of unwanted attention (This is a topic we discuss often because as ladies we don't want to be rude to guys that we don't want to talk to but we also think that they should be able to take a hint). You see this particular night L was getting hit hard with the unwanted attention. The next day as we were discussing the events of the night before we were joking around about how funny it would be for her just to pretend that she was deaf when someone tried to talk to her and then turn around and start talking to us. So, as this person is asking me for money & rubbing their buddha belly, I realize that they are most likely def which reminds me of us telling L to pretend she is deaf and as the scenario plays in my head I basically end up laughing in the deaf person's face by accident. I'm an ahole but T found it comical soo I decided to share...

Well, I am sure that there will be many more posts coming soon considering this weekend T will be turning 22 and our house is about to be overcome with twenty-something (21+) drunk kids... Always makes for a good time (and blog post)!

Love.
C.

Mmmmm cupcakes...

I am really getting into this blogging thing. Maybe after I practice I will have some really good stories to post, or deep thoughts or something... but until then, you get my day-to-day random thoughts and routine...

So, today T and I rocked out to our usual play list on the way to school (maybe me or T will post our songs for reference at a later date). I decided to wear my leather jacket and almost wore my aviators but realized that it would be way too bad ass for anyone on campus to be able to handle, so I opted out.

Stopped at the bake sale table. It looked awesome. Too bad I dont have a pic to post... maybe ill do that another time too. I realized most people were buy cupcakes, so I had the great idea of just having a cupcake sale. Everyone can make a few really big gourmet-type cupcakes and sell them for a little bit more then usual and everyone will love them. Then building operations moved our table near the book store where there is virtually NO TRAFFIC. It was Drama. We had all of our baked goods set out on the table and everyone was loving it! We had to transport everything and hope nothing fell! Nothing did, but its not like it mattered because no one else came to the table anyway...

T and I were on our way to the gym after class and she realized she forgot sneaks so we decided to take a jog on Kelly Drive. T has been training for various marathons that I am sure she will update you on at a later date, but I am trying for the Broad St. run, so I need to get my ass in shape ASAP! The weather was perfect, the river looks pretty at dusk and everyone was out jogging or biking or walking or whatever they do on Kelly Drive.

My only concern with the bikers, and this is not just on KD, its all over Philly, is that they ride entirely too fast and do not slow down if someone is in thier way. They would rather plough right through a pedestrian. So I had bikers zooming past me, scarring me half to death and then I thought, what if I just stuck my hand out in front of one of them. I mean I wouldnt actually let them hit me, I would obviously move my hand out of the way before that happened because I dont want to loose it. But ya know, just to freak them out a little? maybe make them swirve? maybe fall?

JUUUUUSSSSSSTTTTT KIIDDDIIINNNGGG!!! I dont find humor in other people's pain. True Story.

More to come...

- L

the moo man!

So I was pleasantly surprised this afternoon as I was talking to C. Around the corner came the Moo man with a special something for me. The Moo man is a friend of ours and we park at his house for school everyday. He loves all types of moose and periodically doodles these moose.
Seeing that it is my birthday this Sunday (and therefore this entire month) the Moo man gave me an awesome card. The moo man really enjoys peering out his window and watching fellow students walk to and from class. So when he was peering out today, he happened to see me and C. So he took it as an opportunity to give me my special card instead of sneaking it onto my windshield.

Not only was it a birthday card.. but a pre-birthday card.. the party hasn't even happened.

Tomorrow will be another day at adventure climbing and I'm sure there will be some fun stories about that..
xoxo
T

T's new trick...

Tonight as I was baking cookies for the bake sale tomorrow (Im pres of a student org and we need money), T showed me a trick she can do. Her arms can reach behind her head, under her chin, across her face to touch her other ear. It's wild. I dont know if it was the double chocolate chunk cookies that made her do it, or her lack or sleep, not really sure. But I can say I have never seen anything like it before in my life.

This weekend was pretty eventful...

Thursday night I had a drink date with a guy, we will call him... TN... and it went really well. We get along and he seems really down to earth, and a little funny. He's cute too. Different then the band boy I dated last semester who talked entirely too much and thought he was the best thing to happen since sliced bread! (Tangent, Sorry!)

I actually met up with TN Saturday night as well, this was after C, LA and I ran into Joel Madden, Nicole Richies baby daddy, at G Lounge in Rittenhouse... anyway... TN and I are going out for V-day which is kind of nice. I have no strong feelings that go one way or the other about Valentines Day, but it is nice to have someone actually ask you out for the occasion. And it's not like he waited until the last minute either, which was smart, because who knows, if he waited, another guy could have asked me out... right?

So today was another awk day in adventure climbing. T was not there for moral support and we had the harnesses on. Today we had to actually climb the ropes with the harnesses. So as I am hanging there, about what seemed like 10 feet but was really probably only 3 feet off the ground, with the straps cutting into my ass and my shirt being pulled up by the buckle thing for the whole class to see, I thought to myself, I better use this shit at some point in my future or else T is going to have to pay big time!... because she is the one who tricked me into taking the class with her in the first place.

When we finished everything and started to clean up, I was wrapping up a rope and Roma boy came over to see if I needed help. I told him I was ok and he said he didnt know how to do it anyway. Gee thanks for the offer, and he said well idk maybe you need moral support? It was kinda cute so we may invite him to T's bday party on Friday. Roma just wants to be friends with us.

This is a long entry but I thought I should update everyone...

My current delema before I go to bed: tomorrow is going to be very warm and I was planning on wearing my leather jacket... but I have to carry my guitar around for my class and I dont want to seem too "rocker"...so idk what to do.

-L

** Photo cred: Tara Lawall

Awkward Gym Class...

So in order for me to graduate, I needed to take one more course credit. Luckily there are a lot of one credit gym classes offered. T told me about her "rock climbing" class that is only one credit and only half the semester. So I thought to myself, wow, rock climbing? That's awesome! sign me up! figuring that there was some hidden rock wall somewhere on campus.

Well T and I get to class and the real name is called "adventure climbing". What do I see when I get there? Ropes, 30 ft. ropes that we are supposed to climb by the end of our half semester course. So you can probably understand my disappointment. I will not climb the rope.

Anyway... are teacher is crazy, he is hyperactive and talks to us like we are 9 years old. But I guess the last time I was asked to climb a rope was in gym class... when I was 9.

After a few days of knot tying and testing, we learn how to put on our harnesses. Can I tell you that I can't even remember the last time I felt that uncomfortable? I now know the size of every guys package in my class, including my teacher. T and I of coarse exchanged a few giggles and then I realized that the guys are the ones that should be feeling uncomfortable and not me, but I couldn't help it...

Ill blog about this topic again if there are any developments...

-L

The First...

This is the first blog posting on Crazy Days, Wild Nights. This Blog will be a compilation of thoughts and experiences of four twenty-somethings living and going to school in Philadelphia... Introductions coming soon.