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I just watched "Carrie" for the first time. I wasn't feeling it much...until the gym scene. Carrie's crazy eyes are going to give me some serious nightmares.


Somebody come and cuddle with me. :(

How is it possible that I have fit so much into so little time since school ended?

I have been a busy little bee as of late. I took a trip to Phoenix and Vegas with my best girlfriends at the beginning of June, and it was AMAZING. I'm a true Texan through-and-through, but I think I have thoroughly fallen in love with Phoenix. It is something about the landscape, the people, just the general atmosphere that makes me feel like I'm at home. My best friend's boyfriend (and almost fiance, something I am so excited about) lives in Phoenix. He's about to move to Austin soon, but we just had to make a visit before then.



Vegas was, of course, nothing more than crazy. Debauchery to be had by all. I've been once before, but that was just with my parents. We only gambled -- no sightseeing, or anything like that. My friends and I made sure to fit in as much as we possibly could.











Soon after my trip, I made a little visit to Austin, just to spend the night with my best friend and have a little more fun. Now, I'm back in Dallas for good, staying at my parent's place until my apartment is finished in Austin before the fall semester. I start an LSAT class on Tuesday -- begin the excitement... I take the test in September. I'm really gonna have to get crackin'. Don't want to mess this up!

As of right now, I'm catching up on a lot of TV shows I have always wanted to watch (such as Supernatural, and Dexter), and watching some old favorites (Season 1 of Alias right now...man, I loved this show. And Jennifer Garner is such a fierce bitch). Speaking of favorites: TRUE BLOOD began tonight, and it was great. I really love the twists they take that steer away from the books. They keep the important parts, but expand on characters that we never get to know in the books. I love what they have done for Lafayette, Tara, and Jason's characters. For some reason, them straying from the books doesn't bother me as much as it usually does in other movies and such. ALTHOUGH, this episode was lacking a serious amount of Eric. NEEDS MOAR ERIC.

Okay lovelies, I'm off to watch some more DVDs. Stay classy. :)

Oh yes, and


HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY.

Star Trek and Wolverine.

Wolverine=total WIN.
Star Trek was very good, but I definitely enjoyed Wolverine more.

Everyone in these movies=total hottness.

But, I've decided I am going to try to read every book on the "1001 Books to Read Before You Die" list by the end of the year.

I've got a good chunk of the classics already marked off. I could probably get most of it done by the end of the summer.

Crazy? Nope, just bored now that classes are over.

It is officially summer for me. I'm in Dallas (home sweet home) now, just organizing my room. But mostly, dancing around to music on my iTunes while I haphazardly put things away.

What am I going to do for summer? A whole lot of nothing exiting (EXCEPT for the trip to Phoenix/Vegas I'll be taking with my Austin girls at the beginning of June!). I'll be taking an LSAT class to prepare for the test in September. All I REALLY want to do is curl up with a bunch of good books. The library is going to be my best friend these next few months.

What do you guys have planned for summer?

PS. My mind is still sad/bewildered/asdfkjwiejflsdkjf over LOST. I have a sickness.

PSS. I'm going to go watch Pride and Prejudice, because it's summer and I can do whatever I want. Laziness+movies=key summertime happiness.

I just watched the finale and my brain is exploding...
( Spoiler things and comments. )

this is probably terribly written, but i don't even care. i can't even fully function right now.

i need to go sleep so i can recharge after that craziness that is Lost.

Never, ever change. EVER.


ps. finals? they suck.

I gave up the LJ for a while...part of my whole GET-OFF-THE-COMPUTER-AND-GET-A-LIFE resolution.

But it's time to come back. :)

To make things even worse, I have a TWITTER now. follow me @kileydawn.


All I know is that a new Lost is on tomorrow, and that is about the only good thing I have going on this week. Is it summer yet?

In other news:
NEW MOON PHOTOS!

Sadly, no RPattz in these photos. But lots of Taylor. :) And unfortunately, it appears that Kristen Stewart's hair will be even WORSE in this movie that the last.

Have you ever seen "Little Black Book"? Well, don't. It's a terrible movie. But in it, Brittany Murphy's mom listens to Carly Simon anytime she's down, needs to think, is dealing with a hard time, etc. etc. I realized today that I have the same kind of habit, but with the TV show "Friends". I own every season, and I can nearly quote every line. And no, it never gets old, no matter how many times I watch it, or how well I can quote it line by line. When I was going through a break up recently (after almost 3 years of on-and-off bullshit), I believe I watched the entire series through, and by the time I was finished, I felt immensely better. I got up off the couch, took a shower, and got on with my life. Today was a difficult day. All I did was go to work, and nothing bad happened there...it wasn't one of those types of bad days. It was the kind you get when you're in your head too much. Thinking can be a dangerous thing. When I got home tonight after work, I popped in disc one of season 8, the season where Rachel tells everyone she's pregnant. I only watched the first two episodes, but now I feel much better. Crazy, right?

I think this habit originated around my sophomore year of highschool. I met this guy that went to a different highschool as me, and immediately fell for him. He was Honduran, totally reminded me a bit of a cross between Antonio Banderas and Benicio del Toro, and at that time I had this huge thing for Latino guys. We went on one date, and I was hooked. I thought things were about to go really well, until it was almost a week later and he had never called. I ended up throwing in the whole wait-until-he-calls-you towel and called his house. His brother told me he was out. I called the next day, he couldn't come to the phone. It was very obvious he was avoiding me. I was devastated. This had been my first date with a guy since I got dumped by my first ever boyfriend. I was having some really bad luck with all of the "firsts" in my life. What tore me apart was that we had had such a great date (or so I thought). My mom had recently bought me season 2 of "Friends". It was winter break, I had a lot of time on my hands, and spent it lying in bed, depressed, watching season 2 from beginning to end. By the end, I could have cared less about The Honduran. I was too preoccupied with Ross' antics, Rachel being stressed out about Ross and Julie, and so on. I felt so much better; It was like free therapy. I got over the loser without the cajones to tell me himself he wasn't feeling it, and went on to the new school semester with a happier outlook on life. There was somebody else out there for me, and I'd find him soon enough. I knew I would one day find the Ross to my Rachel, but it might take a couple of Joshuas and Paolos to find him.

So God bless you David Crane and Marta Kauffman for "Friends". You saved me thousands in therapy bills.

Whoa, what a mood I have been in.

Not a pretty one. First off, I've been having major living situation/roommate issues. That alone is always enough to make you feel like things are hopeless.

Second, my internet has been down, so I've been trying to scam some free WiFi from my neighbors. It's just not that easy to do nowadays! Everyone's decided to put up passwords. C'mon guys! Help a sista out.

But most importantly? No one ever told me how hard it is being single. No matter what you do, how good you feel about yourself most days, how much things are looking up...if there isn't "the one" in your life, you feel this emptiness all around you. It's everywhere. Which is just pathetic to me. I think our whole obsession with finding "the one", and not being happy until you do, comes from our relationship with cinema. Especially me. I watch more DVDs than should be humanly possible. I thrive on movies, television...some of my best friends are fictional. Really, Ross Gellar and I? We're like this *crosses fingers*. I create cinematic drama everywhere I go, expecting to find paint-by-numbers Romedy in everyday occurences. It hasn't happened yet... When I sit in a Starbucks with my textbook on American Womanhood, I expect to find a guy sitting at a table diagonally from me to be scanning the same book. We meet eyes, have a chuckle over the irony of the situation, and toss back and forth awkward one-liners about how lame the class is ("American Womanhood? How about American boringhood? Hahahaha..."). And then that's it. It's a done deal. We start to fall madly in love.

This has obviously all yet to happen. But I still hope maybe one day.

So yes, I have been in a bit of a rut lately. The only real terrible thing about it all is that I have done nothing to try and pull myself out of it. I plan on nipping that in the bud tomorrow. I work all day...but afterwards I will (I WILL I WILL I WILL) force myself to the gym for a long workout and some a free boost of endorphins. Then, I will go rent a fun movie (see? DVD OBSESSION) and lounge on the couch, with my cat. God, who wouldn't want to date me? I'm so footloose and fancy free. Spontaneity. You never know WHAT I'm gonna do next...

What I DO know will help lighten the mood around here is when this comes out:



June 17th is so close. Can't wait. I'm a huge sucker for Stephanie Plum novels. They're my guilty pleasure.

What's something you guys do when you're in need of a boost? I'm up for suggestions.

If I had to stand in a room next to these two...

Clicky.

...my vagina would explode.

MY MIND. IS. EXPLODING!

That finale was INTENSE. Lost just WANTS us to kill ourselves, it's too much for our brains to handle.

( DON'T READ MORE UNLESS YOU'VE SEEN THE EPISODE! )

Here's a man I'd do anything to have leave his wife and profess his love for me.


Here he is in Rome filming Duplicity with Julia Roberts.

Did I ever tell you guys about the time I saw Clive Owen at Mr. Chow in L.A.? Some friends and I went to the restaurant just to see what all the fuss was about. We're standing at the bar, and my friend Kelsey nudges me to look over at the other side of the bar. There he is, in all his gloriousness. I immediately started crying. I'm talking immediately. I don't know where it came from! I was almost hysterical. It was like seeing Jesus for me.

He was seated way before us, and we never got to go talk to him. When we were seated we decided to send him a drink (ohhh, how coy we are...), but he had already left. :( Sigh. But I will always remember that lovely evening that Clive Owen was so close to me I could have spit on him. And yes, he is even better looking in person.

Gabrielle Union was also sitting near us that night. And there was a girl with her that I recognized from a tv show or something, but I just could never put my finger on who she was. They talked about Lindsay Lohan literally almost that entire evening (that was the day after Lindsay got arrested). I guess celebrities really ARE like us, eh? Stevie Wonder ALSO went to Mr. Chow that night, but we only caught a quick glimpse of him.

Spent the night in (well, I've done that for the last several nights) to think. Today was just...blah!

I had an issue with my 24hr fitness account. Spent endless time on the phone on hold with a number of representatives. Then had an issue with my online checking account. My log-in had been frozen, and I called to get it fixed yesterday but they never did. So - had to deal with that. I had also recently moved into a new apartment, and I meant to get my address changed at the post office. I finally set aside time to do that today, but it was a bit of a hassle. How come the easiest tasks can prove to be the ones that cause you the most trouble? I will never understand that!

I took a bit of my frustration out on my mom (yes, I'm one of those kids that moved out but always sets aside time to talk to my mom on the phone everyday. Who would have thought I'd be one of those kids?! I used to make fun of that kind! Whatever, what can we do? >_<) on the phone this afternoon. Pretty much snapped her head right off. I felt like absolute shit after it. She's absolutely the best friend I've got, and I just lashed out at her for no reason really. I sure was in a foul mood today...but then later, when I took a trip to HEB for some necessities, I was all roses and kittens and smiles for the clerk checking me out, and the boy that helped me with my bags. I couldn't help but ask myself: why are we so much nicer to absolute strangers than we are to our loved ones? (Ha, wow, I just re-read that...someone's been watching a bit too much Sex & the City. Sounds like a straight-up Carrie column line. I'm on season five! Berger just broke up with her with a POST-IT. SHUT THE FUCK UP!). Granted, there are some pretty down-right rude people I deal with at the store, just absolutely terrible consumers. But for the majority of us, it's nothing like that. We've all observed similar senarios: a couple in the middle of a fight - but when they get to a check-out counter the smiles click on, they hand over their visa, but when they receive their bags and turn to leave it's right back to verbal jabs and upper-cuts.

Astonishing stuff. Note to self: try to be a little kinder to those you love. They're the ones who actually put up with your BS on a daily basis. :)

Yummy yummy YUM. The southwest chargrilled chicken salad from Chic-fil-a = gloriousness. Had it today on my break at work. Had a tiny orgasm in my mouth.

go try it.

Oh yeah, and I was very bummed tonight since there was no new Lost. Which reminds me of how equally bummed I will be all summer when there won't be ANY new episodes. Which THEN reminds me how utterly tragic life will be after the series ends in 2010. Can't time just stand still? Can't we just have new episodes all the time?

If you haven't noticed, I'm one of those glass half-empty kinda gals...:(

So, I dunno where I was circa 1998. I guess I was too busy watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Felicity or something, but SERIOUSLY!? Why wasn't I watching Sex and the City?!

With all of the time I've had on my hands, now that school is over for the summer, I've been renting each season and watching them back to back. I am in love with this show, and I can't wait to see the movie. I'm in season 4 at the moment, Aidan just proposed to Carrie. Now, I've seen enough random episodes here and there on TBS to know that they don't end up together, but WHY!? I just love him! Before him, I just loved Big (still do, granted), and knew they'd get together anyway (thanks to the not-so-secretive movie trailers...c'mon, it's like they're just showing the whole damn movie in the one trailer!), but Aidan is such a sweetie!

Just love this show. It makes me feel so damn boring. I want to get a degree in art history or journalism or something, move to New York, live in a rent-controlled apartment and spend a month's rent on Manolos.

I'm so obsessed with television and cinema, but sometimes that's a scary thing -- it makes your own life feel a bit inadequate.