ok, new journal.gailbear. go! friend me!

ok... Gail in a nutshell time again.

on academic probation cause of last semester. Have to turn in a progress report and get my grades up or get kicked out of school.

got really drunk last weekend. Told braegan i love him. Things were awkward for about a day. (and no, he doesn't love me back.)

umass is going to hockey east semifinals. So am i. TD Banknorth Garden friday 5pm.

vacation next week. Plans include: sleeping, learning math, seeing west side story at north, hanging with carly/brown/larry.

boyfriendless. Looking for nice, smart, rich, tall jewish boy. Long hair and singing voice a plus. Must like fat-ish girls. Know any, let me know :).

wow has been put on a temporary hiatius while i concentrete on not failing out of school. If you really wanna contact me, aim phone and email are good. Aim is gailissecksy. Phone and email: try facebook.

ok, time to write another post. uh... life is good. college is good. quick overview of life:
classes: introduction to electrical and computer engineering, general physics 1 (mechanics), calculus 1, the jewish people 2, marching band.
people: gayla + andrew, my roomie and her bf; katie + harry, the lovers; braegan, the crush with AWESOME hair; alex + mark, the really annoying drunk buddies; mel, the awesome best friend who lives in SW :(((; savanna, alice and z, the math buddies; mandy, gabby and meenol, the awesome girls on my floor; trish, the best RA ever; the rest of my side of the floor, enginoptions 2010 forever, dude.
food: not much. poptarts, cheese sticks, and occasional visits to the DC.
sleep: i started out without much. now i'm getting at LEAST 8 hours a night. i need it.
health: well, i'm finally getting over this NASTY cold that's going around. problem with living in close proximity with so many people is that diseases spread like wildfire. oh, and i'm like... 2 pants sizes skinnier. fun :DDDDD
free time: what free time? but when i do have it, KOL and WoW.
IM: a new one. gailissecksy. please use sparingly. if i feel like it, i WILL block you, and not feel guilty. really.

so, there's my life in a nutshell. well, more like a text block. but shhhhhh. there's lots of interesting stories and stuff, and i'll try to get some pictures up of me on halloween, cause they're sexy.

♥g

ps- i'm still not reading anyone's livejournals. i don't REALLY have that much time. and sorry if i haven't talked to you since the end of last school year. it's not you, it's everyone :) i suck at keeping in touch. call me. my # is on facebook, and if you don't have facebook, call someone else who does. and then get facebook, bitches.

( so this is what joe had originally wrote on this post )

now, i want to ask all of you a question. is there a REASON for this? have i contacted him at all in the last... year? NO. i don't write things like that in my journal. i don't even talk like that. please note the spelling mistakes. and besides, anyone who knows me would realize that i'm in rehersal till 10 or later at night, and i have a 13 hour workday, and there is NO WAY IN HELL i would stay up that late to write something that stupid.

so joe: you're an idiot. i don't know why you do this, and please don't do it again. i don't think, talk, or act like that. i hope you rot in hell.

-gail

So i got an email from umass. Apparently, a student died last night for no obvious reason. He was found in his dorm room.

So, i wanted to put his name here, just to remember him. He was 20. a junior.
economics major.

RIP Brian Campbell

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take a moment to think about your life, and remember one who died so young.


♥ Gail

Gail: what's up


David: oh, hey
not much, and thee>?


Gail: eh, you know, going to hazamir tomorrow, got a job for the summer, i'm also in a show, and i'm going to umass amherst next year. in the honors college, majoring in computers systems engineering.
and dad's getting me a mac mini for graduation, so i can dual boot windows on it, and did i mention that my last day of school is a week from today?
other than that, not much.
;)


David: nice


Gail: yea, that's my life in a very condensed nutshell.
how's yours going?

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that's for those of you who don't know what's going on in my life. i'll post more later, if i feel like it. :)

OMFG.

uh, Cantor Osborne resigned.

my brain's going a bit crazy to write more at the moment, but do you realize he's been my cantor since i was born!?!?

( the results of insomnia and a new laptop: )

did most of this last night, but forgot to post it, cause i fell asleep doing a really long survey :) see, teh wonders of the world...

-gail

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edit: the stupid thing wont line up. i think there's an extra bracket somewhere. dammit.

heh, i think that i mentioned i got into college...
UMass Amherst College of Engineering, if i didn't.

oh, and come see ourtown! February 9-11 @7:30pm in the LT. tix are $5, reserve them online at http://theatreink.net.

uh, yea. much love to all.

♥gail

oh, and did i mention i got into summer stage's production of "Children of Eden"? i'm excited.

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Hmm... lets see if this works. i'm prolly gonna f this up big time.

lj-mood: excited

in newton, i can get suspended for wearing a shirt with a swastika on it. in newton, i'm practically given a human rights award for wearing a shirt with a rainbow triangle on it. is it just me, or is there something wrong about that?

newton is the safest city in the US. low crime rates, lower poverty rates. but if newton is the safest city, why do i feel so unsafe inside it?

as i've been preparing to go off to college next fall, i've heard a lot of people say that i'm going to be shocked by the amount of racism/sexism/homophobia/anti-semitism that i'm going to experience when i'm not in a safe, supportive, community like newton north. i'm apparently going to be hurt by all the open hostility i get because of my gender, my sexual preferences, and my religion. i should obviously prepare myself for the worst. but wait? what about now? what about all the backstabbing, malicious comments people give me? yes, true, no guns, no graffiti proclaiming that i should die because of how i was born or raised. but it's just as bad, as not worse, to have your peers look down at you, make some remark like, "you scream like a girl" or "he jewed me" or "that's so gay" in a place where i'm supposed to feel safe and sheltered. People tell me that i'm safe at Newton North. But hostility hits hardest when you're not expecting it. At least in the middle of a neo-nazi convention, i know i'm going to get picked at cause i'm jewish. But in the middle of newton?

all that really matters is your perception. if you feel insulted, it was an insult, even if the person who insulted you didn't mean it/didn't know it. you kill someone, they're dead, even if it was because a quarter fell out of your pocket from the top of the empire state building and landed on their head.

you don't appreciate love until you feel the hate that comes along side it. if there was no hate, there would be no love. so please, keep hating, so i can keep loving.

You wanna get mad? listen to fred phelps. read his website. send him hate mail. give him all the publicity he needs to reach people who haven't heard our side of the story. just like i'm doing now. go ahead. i dare you.

i'm very confused about life right now. it's all a nice, swirling mess inside my brain. in acutality, while writing this, i was going to try to make a point connecting everything i've written, but that's not going to happen. so i'll leave it at this:

what's green and has wheels?
grass. i lied about the wheels.

-Gail, Class of 2006

so, for theatre class. we had this assignment... we had to write to someone and tell them something we've always wanted to tell them. so i wrote to dan engle... but then i read what i'd written, and realized, there is no way this is appropriate for theatre class, nor do i want to share it with the froshies.

so it's here instead. don't feel like you have to read it, it's really just me going through emotions about who knows what... i don't even know how i feel. maybe dan'll even read it...

( dear dan- )

GAIL

i'm so....




lonely.







i mean, right, had an OK day... went to moreshet expecting the best. but, it wasn't. i mean, i <3 meg and abby... and even franni and darren. but just... i guess i had such hich expectations of dan, they just failed, miserably. shows what i know, having too high expectations of boys. so i casually patted his shoulder, and he moves his chair away from me. it's not like i'm going to do it again, if he doesn't do anything to encourage it. really, i'm not.

-sigh- i guess im just feeling insignificant in the scheme of things, and my pretend gigantic ego has deflated.


ok, now that it's half an hour later, and i've talked to friends i feel better.




GAIL

it came from a comment left by kyle in colleen's myspace. i think ky made it, but if someone else did, it's all yours. came from the pic i took though.

i <3 chaps. he's a teletubby at heart. you can tell by the pretty stare.

-shudder-
<3gail

i want wishing you were somehow here again from The Phantom of the Opera to be played at my funeral.

whoever buries me in 50 years, remember that. it's important. even if you think webber is crap. really, you have to admit, that musical is genius. cause he wrote it for love. some of the songs in there are some of the best i've ever heard. that one stands out as the most fitting song for a funeral i've ever heard. and i want it to be played at mine.

GAIL


ps- this is prompted by your local movie store and the fact that the emmy rossum version of the movie (aka the ONLY one) is now out on dvd. the show was better. michael crawford was better. Sarah Brightman was the best. possibly because it was written for her.

trapped in london with no internet :/

tty when i get back.
♥

nick: it's like me saying: "I hate chopping babies heads off. It makes me cry." and you saying "Well, you could get some tissues and then you wouldn't have to worry about the tears anymore."
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gail: the fearsome four: gail, katie, colleen, spongebob, kyle, shaun, dustin, 2 beds, a locked door, a video camera, and my brother julia stevens?
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(21:21:33) gail: i've decided to call us the emagifucktards.
(21:21:37) nick: ?
(21:21:47) gail: decided it was a fitting name for all of us that hung out together
(21:22:02) gail: like, the breakfasttable
(21:22:10) gail: or the emagipotatoes.
(21:22:22) nick: or the emaginative1z
(21:22:24) nick: lol nvm
(21:22:26) nick: that sux0rzed
(21:22:31) gail: it did, you n00b
(21:23:07) nick: or the emagiZOMGWERT3HAWESOMEBITCHESLOLZOMGROFLCOPTERKTHXSCOREGGPWNEDNORMBYE
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and i got ubuntu. score for me :)

but i can't change the resolution to above 1024x768, and everything is all fuzzy and it's driving me nutsos.

GET OUT OF MY LAB!
♥

i have so much shit that i brought home that's neither mine nor katie's .... remind me how that works.


CAMP WITHDRAWL.

woo, c++ class again. the last time i'll ever be in c++ class. well, any time soon, at any rate. had a bad night two nights ago, cause i drank monster and monster has crap in it that essentially negates any and all effects of my happy drugs. so now i have more scars. woo. but i'm fine, and katie sat with me, and kept me from using anything sharp besides my fingernails. it's all good.
hmm... i'm gonna go into such bad withdrawl when camp ends. but i'll be going to europe soon. it'll all be fun.

gonna go solve the 8 queens problem, because i don't really want people [read: dustin] to figure out what i'm writing.

♥

ps- went shopping yesterday, spent 150 dollars in 10 minutes: a new purse, posters, 3 d and d books, dice, thigh high rainbow sox, and other random shit. oh, and a pin that says 1/2 gay on it. it's awesome.

OMG DUSTIN JUST HUNG OUT IN MY ROOM FOR 10 MINTUES! OH MAN! HAAAAPPPY!

deleriously so, and how the fuck did katie know he was coming?

(she says it's because she's cool, i think it's cause she's psychic)



AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! <-- obsessive pop star scream!

oh man, it's been a rough few days. i'm sitting here in adv. c++ with dustin and i'm bored. he's in a really bad mood today, like yesterday, and i'm not really sure how much this would be bugging him if he found out. i think im being discreet, but crap, he's coming over. man, i really don't want to tick him off. but i think i have to anyways, cause i have to get this out at some point. ok, so kyle hated me for a few days. it was a rough few days. and i didn't really know how to deal with it. and then he came back on sunday and apparantly, his parents decided that he'd be better off dead. ouch. and then shaun came, but kyle didn't get to see him, and katie hardly got anything. dan and nick and chapstick were home, so that sucks. mish wrote me a letter, which i haven't got yet cause mail only comes on weekdays here. i hope i get it today, i really wanna get mail. it just feels happy. i dunno, life has been a depressing mess lately.

slid in the grass yesterday with my pj shorts... now my entire left leg feels like it got run over by a tractor. except for the fact that i don't actually know what getting run over by a tractor feels like. i have a pretty good guess, though. anyone out there care to enlightem me to the truth? how many of you have gotten run over by tractors ever?

oh man. i'm gonna kill chapstick. at any rate... i'm still bored, and i don't want to turn my brain on and figure out how to solve this problem myself. i'm far to lazy for that. actualy, considering, i've been pretty active lately. my group tied for second place in the camp olympics last night, cause we pwned tug of war. woot! i'm apparently the camp heavy weight as well as the camp perv. oh man. yea, camp brings out the worst in me. i'm gonna hafta get on a scale at some point, and see how much i actualy weigh.

i pwned dustin in tug of war last night, too. then he pwned me. it was fun. :-P

we went to the aquarium on saturday, i bought a giant stuffed seal. named it MITE, like a dust mite. *cough* cause it's so soft, dammit. and it looks like one. *coughs* stop! i know you're laughing at me. i can't realy go around naming everything dustin, now, can i? esp. because he would have found out about it. and that would be really, really bad. not really, actually, but again, i like overdramatization.

life is hard. and dan and nick both got good with their birds this weekend, and i lack anybody. and it's occassionally depressing. tom's an asshole, just like last year, and i hate him, but i think he can't really wrap his mind around that. ben's back. and it sucks. cause of all the bad reboundish crap that went on last year. anyhow, i gotta go back to class, dustin's about to teach something.

♥
QUEEN OF THE UNIVERSE

ah god! it's camp!

right. i really need to get over this stupid crush. really. can't say who it is though, cause there is actually a slim chance they might read it. why? i'm trying not to like him, really. but i end up staring at him all the time anyway. i know i have no chance, and he's not coming back next year anyway, so i'm never going to see him again. ever. gah! i'm so going to go into withdrawl when i leave camp. nooooo! oh well, that's not for another week or so.

in other news, i love how i've started to pick up everyone's speech patterns, oh man.

ok hmm... i'm teaching people things i don't know, i just learn it faster then they all do. it's a blast. really. *giggles*

ok. there are several things wrong with this entry so far. 1) i started off sounding lovesick. i'm really not that bad, i just have a flair for the dramatic, especailly when i do internal monolouges/letters/journal entries type things. 2) i NEVER giggle. unless i'm high. off pixi sticks.

i miss smuggs, mish, and t3h shit. your mom.

your mom jokes were outlawed! it's awful. now it's like, your motherboard, your face, your closest relative, your legal guardian.

oh man. i'm gonna kill chapstick

♥