Here's what I don't get, most people, when you break things off with them don't continue to hang out with you and your friends for the whole night after wards. Standing there while you all dance in the way of the view of the stage. That's something that I don't get. Why do guys always get crazy but girl friends always stay awesome? Most people don't expect you to hang out with them after the concert is over and you go home but don't tell you then bitch about it. Boys are ridiculously dramatic and it drives me insane.
why still come after a million and a half hints, I don't get that either. BOYS AHHHHHHHH

As I get older I have began to realize a very important fact of life, being brain washed and being in love are almost the exact same emotion. delightful and intoxicating.
Not that I am in love with anyone beyond myself right now, and let me tell you the relationship is amazing minus the sex.
I really want a pair of roller blades.
Eastern Europeans know where it is at.
Israelis are insane dancers.
Life is to be danced to at all times.
I love everything forever.
End of transmission.

realizations suck.
I can't live on campus this semester unless there is some kind of miracle. This is really depressing to me. Fuck fuck fuck. I'm like hemoraging cash. Time to stop eatting out, it's such a waste of money for like brief plesure. I can't live in this house though. I know I can find places to live for like most of the week, like wenesday through monday, but it sucks. I just really should get a real job, it's so annoying. I just want to be able to survive and get good grades or something like that.

Sunflowers are so beautiful, but do they warrant forgiveness? I don't think I can go through another one of these really soon. This time I didn't get too attached. I'm the desirable one this time around, but alcoholism is scary and irreparable in my view. Ive never been begged to come back and that makes me want to change my mind. Basically I guess there are a million other boys and I should just stay away from relationships or something. Who needs them, other than the sex. I'll be going to Berlin on my own I guess, but really that's how I like it anyhow. I just wish that he could understand how much he messed up and decide that he could be my friend. It would be nice to have an English speaking friend in Berlin, even if I only saw them once. Alcoholism is such a scary mythical disease that our parents and parents parents were plagued by, not college students with high gpa's in suburbia. I think I might be a lot more nit picky now. It's weird how you can love someone but then they get into a drunken rage and you're afraid to see them ever again. No you cannot drive with vomit on your sweater, yes I have taken your keys, no you will not be getting them back. I mean sure. I am done with guys until after grad school I think. Maybe

It was a little too as good as it gets for me. I need you, you make me want to be a better person, you're the best thing since sliced bread. Maybe I have low self esteem but that just did not make sense.

Life would be so much easier if we had never left the field, there would have been no jumping out of windows and hiding behind bushes. The field was so comforting but the lights seemed to get closer and closer. When we got to the hill and rolled down, only speaking in constant metaphors. Everything is a metaphor for everything and the sights are amazing. The only problem is realizing that not everything can stay so beautiful. The grass used to vibrate with the wind and wood flows like a river. I would never leave the field given a second chance.

Life is getting better mainly because my bad luck seems to be going away. I was having some serious constant bad luck for awhile. My car keys seemed to get trapped in my car once a week, a flat tire, a busted head light, two parking tickets, things falling off of my car on the highway, randomly not starting because there was too much shit on the battery. I didn't wake up to go to work and get in trouble, of course that day my keys were locked in my car too. This all seemed to go on for about a month and now it seems to be over finally. I can't wait to go back to Berlin, this time the West side. The whole idea of staying in the west kind of intimidates me. It's so American and not my Berlin at all. I am really planning my move there more seriously now. Finally I was able to mention it to my mom and I am going to start taking a bunch of classes for internationally accounting in the fall. I am pretty afraid of grad school and feel like a failure working at Bank of America as a teller with a degree in accounting. I can't really say much though considering I haven't even applied for a real job, and honestly I don't think I could handle it with grad school. Today someone at work asked me how old I was and I said 21 and they were seriously shocked, the women thought I was 15, really? I miss tv soooo much, I haven't watched tv in like an entire month. I do love what I have been doing, just living my life and hanging out with interesting people. The campus of ramapo is like a beautiful drunken family in the summer. Sitting in the quad talking, drinking cheap beer, and listening to music until 10 am. Watching the sun rise has become my favorite past time. It's a weird life too because there are so many of us sleeping on couches and floors and just being crazy transients. There are days when there are 10 people sleeping in the apartment, and I love just feeling the warmth of it really. There is always someone cooking dinner, playing the guitar, or sharing a story. I try to explain to my coworkers that I am not a gypsy, I can't be I live with three Bulgarians who are hugely racist towards gypsies. I can't wait for Berlin but I also would like this summer to never ever end.

gosh I never seem to post in here anymore. Life is going well I think, I finally got some good roommates who are into good times. Of course this is my final semester at the po. It's weird because I feel like this semester alone I have met so many new people and had such a good time, I don't even want to leave. I guess the college life does last longer for some and shorter for others. Next week I am going off to Ireland for spring break slash st pattys day. I must seem like a serious travel snob, but like ever since I was a child playing risk I have alway NEEDED to travel. My dream, the only thing worth saving up for really. It's weird going to countries where people speak English though, I'm not the biggest fan in the past really. That mystery is lost, if only slightly. A wise girl once told me that you should either be on vacation or be planning your next vacation. of course she was the child of very wealthy oil tycoons, but I think she definitely had something. Life has been drunk, nice and drunk, reckless.

This whole Coraline movie things is getting too weird, lets recap the simularities.

1. her name is Coraline Jones, I am Caroline Jones

2. She has the same hair cut as me minus the bangs

3. She has a black cat like me

4. She is very into her name like me (in one commercial she is all like "Coraline! that's my name!" just like me all the time)

5. Her dad is wearing a Michigan State sweatshit in one commercial, which is where my dad went for grad school

6. She has a stuffed animal monkey, I am obsessed with monkeys and have stuffed animals of them

7. When I was her age I had black hair and the same hair cut

do I need to sue? They so stole my identity, I have to see this movie to look for more simularities or exactally the samenesses

Dear Bank of America,
Stop trying to prove to me how low your stock price can go, you are making my 401 K sad.
With love and regret,
your friend,
Caroline Prussia France Kitty Jones

German craigslist ads in English=really funny


Breeding - m4w - 39 (Berlin)

My thirties are almost over, and I would love to breed a girl and be proud of her wonderful pregnant belly :)


http://berlin.en.craigslist.org/msr/971383473.html

I'm so excited, so if you get a grade that seems wrong you really should complain I learned. As it turns out my teacher had simply put the wrong grade in for me entirely. Woot! He didn't have access to the grading system until today so he was really confused why I was complaining about my A- until he realized he had given me a C+. He called me and apologized. I am happy, poop.

Im so sad. Stupid work really screwed me over and my grades are worse than ever before. I mean they aren't terrible but it's really going to bring down my gpa. The whole working full time/going to school full time thing really messed me up so much. And then having to work 4 days a week when I wasn't orking full time. So far I have two b minuses, the two worst grades Ive had. Because I transfered in these willl just like tank my gpa. I'm just so sad. It's like I am so upset because I was so overwhealmed I couldnt do anything all semester and on top of that I have bad grades. I swear I felt like I didn't have a minute of free time. I need the next two to be better grades or else I am just going to get crazy sad.

Cats are very jealous creatures, when you pet one the other is like “You JUST told me you loves me now wtf is this, that’s it. I’m going to poop in your shoe!”
I was petting the one cat because she was nice enough to sit on my lap and keep me warm because there is no heat and two other cats are like sitting here shooting fire at me with their eyes. It’s crazy. Kitties need to be petted a lot.

So I got accepted to Montclair MBA program for grad school, wooo. Now I just have to write a personal statement and try to get accepted to Rutgers and then I have to decide which. I hate making that decision because there is always that what if thing. So much schooling... Then I have to somehow take calculus. Not looking forward to somehow doing that this summer. Then I should start studying for the CPA Exam, maybe. The acceptace prompted all these things that will distract me from my crazy busy stressful life. Finals almost over and then just one semester left at ramapo. My time at this, my third higher education institution, will be up. wooozooom

and then Palin Jumps on her magical unicorn and rides off into the sunset to eat lolipops with puppies even though that means they will be covered in fur she really doesnt mind because she gets to go home to hook and make porn films, because above all she looks like a porn star.

Sometimes I start to miss Berlin so much, there has to be something wrong with me. I am just a really insane person. It's like some crazy love I have for that place. I'm starting to like New York more now that I can go to cool places that play good music for the tazen, but it is so not Berlin and it could never be. Nothing could ever be Berlin and that makes me crazy because I feel like I am doomed to spend the rest of my life missing the place. I should have never gone because then I wouldn't have this crazy longing inside of me to get back. Its weird, I had this longing way before I went or knew the place really. And now I really really know where I am meant to be. It's crazy, really.

I was watching this show on illegal immigration. Mexicans coming to america really reminds me of slaves trying to get to the north. Even if they get up North they have to break their backs for a better life and even if they become legal they are still discriminated against.

look look look
http://gawker.com/5062381/monkeys-form-dangerous-but-adorable-alliance-with-tigers

Your result for The Where in America Do You Belong Test...

West Coast

52% Independent, 31% Traditional, 50% Liberal, 48% Aggressive

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hahah really? I mean I like the monkey bit, but really?