Sunday, July 26, 2009

do you see a girl like me and a guy like you?

I just got home today
I'm road tripping again tomorrow, to the beach

I came from Radford, VA for a week of madness


welcome to suusi

meet my pals
derek
ryan
elisa
devo
jakers
jake and sarah schmader
me, very excited with a rather apathetic jake schmader

Jake Squared
Jake told Jake that they should take a photo for their album.
this is the product

marveling at ryan's body hair
k and jake
they act so badass
but in reality
they're total sweeties
but we still break necks
some of us are gorgeous




then the dance parties commence
prom gone oh so wrong

k lookin right at prom gone wrong
office party! rather tame
rock n roll heaven. schmader was a kardashian, I was britney circa '99
"keep your hands offa my man" was playing, so devo and I had to stage a dance fight over jake
he was very confused
and all of us getting tasties at the local sleven

back at the dorm
things get wild
devo with willy jr

but we also sun worship
lookin fine
but getting wild. sarah likes my locks
momma with willy jr
and now even artsy

we're all happy campers





the week was awesome.
YA dorm was great
with the exciting chats
awesome caberet
some good times at cache
lots of late night nonsense



upon getting home and seeing this

it strikes a cord

things weren't perfect, but god, were they great

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

what the fuck is bicycle?

all of my electronics aren't staying charged for very long

why?


things have gotten really stressful and bad lately
but I'm going off to two weeks of straight vacation-time-fun

it's not going to be as good as the original plan

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Ode to a Potential SB

Hey You-

James Franco look-a-like,

Who knows what a jackalope is

And complimented me on mine;

With beautiful tan skin,

And brown eyes.

A manly jaw

And a nice body,

Taller than me;

Only smoke ciggs occasionally,

Who was maybe checking me out?

Who agrees that you don’t know

Someone if you don’t know

Their last name.

Who drove out to meet me

In a burgundy pick up truck,

Explained and pointed the way,

Even offered to show me the drive there;

And then stayed on the phone

Until I got where I needed

When I messed up the directions again.

Who understands what I mean

When I describe a smell as “dirt and chocolate.”

Who has a killer southern accent,

And has never attended Durham School of the Arts-

Wanna be my SB?

The Hardest Button To Button

You are not easy
To deal with, tolerate.
I was on the verge of heartbreak-
But I realized I dodged a bullet

I don't think you're cute
With your new My Lil' Pony.
It's garish and phony.
You know Chinese plastic is toxic.

I'm not sure what to say now.
My thoughts won't enter your head.
"I quite honestly feel that our friendship is dead"
But "Fuck You" takes up so much less time.

I find it tough to maintain
The things like dignity, pride and class.
The truth is that you can kiss my ass.
It's all you ever wanted from me, so pay me back.

All I can leave you with now
Is 'goodbye', 'adios', 'chao', 'hasta la vista',
You fucked it all up, but it was nice to meet ya.
Incase you were wondering, I'm pretty sure I won.

can't live with it, can't live without it

T-E-X-T-I-N-G,
I can't get you away from me.
A mini message easily sent
Is turned to minutes wasted, spent
On typing notes best delivered
By phone, mail, arrow bow and quiver.
Lest I sit while time must turn
Without T-9 word (which I refuse to learn)
I take my time spelling things out proper.
A bout of big news can be a real thumb-stopper.
Sometimes for gossip, updates on a plan,
I often wonder how folks text in Japan.

I love it, hate it, but always guilty
Of using and abusing the power of texting

Monday, July 6, 2009

international, oh oh oh ohhh

Now, you are going to get an eyeful (I'd say earful but you're reading so yeah)

FROM THE BEGINNING
Megan sipping on her first legal drink (there are pictures of me but they're all bad) On Scandinavian airlines, you get a complimentary drink. I asked our GORGEOUS male flight attendant Stefan if the complimentary drink thing followed scandinavian laws or american ones. He informed me that scandinavian oil= scandinavian laws so "what would you like to drink?" We chose gin and tonics. They were delicious, and had Megs and I nice and tipsy for a little portion of the trip, while we creeped on Stefan and talked about how nice his ass was and discussed our need for european men
Miss Megs on the bus, rockin her shades that Sam adores
Josephine, strangely cheery as per usual!
Jeevan, aka "The Brown One"
Babby Ryne! We had to change his diapers and make sure he had plenty of Gerber's (mashed peas ONLY)
Thomas hates posing for pictures, but he decided to throw his bulls up
A shot of Copenhagen, downtown. The architecture and canals are so gorgeous. Scandinavia is beautiful, everyone should travel there at least once. I feel compelled to go at least twice. This is from our first day after breaking off for freetime, and the beginning of our hunt for Christiania
Miss Josie being beautifully photogenic infront of a canal
Troyjan, Jeeves, Babby Ryne, and T-Dogg
This picture essentially captures each of their individual personalities, especially on this trip
Another shot on our hunt to Christiania. This is another beautiful building with a cool statue, but there was a big protest going on. There were a lot of rainbow flags and whatnot so it might have had something to do with LGBT rights. However, Denmark was the first country to legalize gay marriage in Europe. Can I get a 'hells yes' for progressive politics?!

Another shot on our hunt. I just liked the green towers, they remind me of ice cream.
Copenhagen had some of the best street art I've ever seen. I love this one, very simple but so cute (I have a soft spot for dinosaurs, especially brontosaurases)
Momma and the Babby. We were all assigned roles. I was Mom (of course) Megan was the Enabling Father, Josie got obnoxious first child, Jeevan was our United Colors Of Beneton International Brown Child, Ryne the Babby (of course), Thomas was the Pervy...Uncle? Grandpa? One of the two. Troy was the obnoxious second child.

We sure were one big fucking dysfunctional family. Not always happy.
These flowers reminded me of Durham. Mainly Miss Mary Deal, because daisies are her favorite
Getting real close to Christiania, I found a big wall of street art.

I may have forgotten to mention this, but I have a serious obsession with graffiti when I travel. I seek it out and take a million pictures.
Wall shot. Siiiiiick.
FINALLY IN CHRISTIANIA. The side of this building looks like a fairy land, the whole thing. I couldn't get a picture of the whole thing, but it was amazing
DANK
I like the faded graffiti over the crazy cart. I'd say I got some rule of thirds on that one
I WANTED TO STEAL ONE OF THESE SO BADLY. I should probably explain Christiania, though. It's an area of Copenhagen where all of the crazy counterculture goes on: tons of art, graffiti, sex, drugs, rock and roll, all the things your parents warned you about. It's also a big park where locals go to smoke hash, which used to be legal, but is now illegal. We of course, tried to get some in the little market of Christiania where you are not allowed to take pictures. We made Jeevan go ask the guy who sold him a wooden pipe where he could find some hash and he basically said "Americans are always asking me where to get hash. Go away."
No hash for us 'Mericans in Copenhagen. Oooohhh well.
As we were leaving, I tried to get a picture of that graffiti, realizing much later that I got a shot of a dude lighting something up. Could it be a spliff? Methinks, yes
Okay, on to our second day. We toured this brewery area, but I can't remember why it's important
Megan and I infront of the elephants, the Copenhagen symbol for power and everything you want to be. Also the name of the highest honor you can receive in Denmark. Sweet!
However, these elephants were built during Hitler's reign in Denmark, so they have swastikas. Strange? A little, yes.
That tower REALLY looked like ice cream
This is a brewery. Those gold circles are giant brew kegs.
My only shot of the beautiful rowhouses along the canals in Copenhagen
Some crazy public art
and another shot of that.
The Royal Palace. A pretty big deal.
Can't remember why this statue is important, either...
YES, in Copenhagen they have guards with tall furry hats. They're pretty bad ass.
This one I'm in the picture with was SO HOT OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK. We had to stand a meter away. I asked him if they get asked for their pictures a lot. He said every day. Then I asked him if he'd like to make love to an american girl, he said yes, drove me in his mercedes and took me to his danish house on the water and then proposed and we're now happily married.

Oh wait, that last part just happened in my head.

God, he looked like a model.
ANYWAYS, the palace has BLINGBLING on it! Crazy!
Zees tiiinnnyyy little car vas just too cute!
All of us D-Town kids with The Little Mermaid.
The Little Mermaid. She's actually about to spend a year in China for the World's Fair. Our tour guide didn't sound too happy about it.

Another one of my favorite graffiti pieces. Simple and it makes you smile

I unfortunately cannot take credit for this masterpiece, it was all Josie. Troy told her she couldn't get a picture of him sleeping, and she did. He bet her she couldn't get another, and she did. Moral of the story? GIRLS RULE, BOYS DROOL
Kronberg Castle! Where Hamlet took place. It's a rather nice Castle
OH SHIT, THE CUSTOMS POLICE! We were driving and then Suzanne announces that we're being pulled over by the customs police and to keep quiet and no cracking jokes because they are the real deal. They just checked Charlie's (our bus driver) papers to make sure they were good and went on their merry way. Suzanne told us after that they can literally do ANYTHING to you. They can take your car apart and put it back together if they see fit. But I snapped a picture of them, which made me feel badass.

I would say FUCK THA CUSTOMS POLICE, but they totally let us go do our thing, so I'll pass
Windmills! Europe is all up on that alternative energy tip. All of the toilets have to two different flushers to save water.
In Germany! Lubeck, specifically. These towers were built on soft ground, so they're tilted. Funny, huh?
RAINBOW BUS! Charlie drove that bus like a mother fuckin' champ. We rocked the rainbow.
Das German Countryside, yaaaah?
So I decided it'd be a good time to creep and I ended up with a great shot of the happy couple.
IN HOLLAND! This guy who gave us the tour brought out a kitten. I died.
This was our tourguide whose name I never learned. He was essentially the Dutch version of Matthew the Wine Man (for all those '06 trippers to France) and he made all the ladies cream. And he made cheese. And clogs. Both of which, I purchased
COWS! Suzanne told us that because it rains so much, the grass is lush, which the cows eat making them very happy which turns into happy cheese. Yummmm!
A shot of a canal near the cheese+clog farm. How can you deny scenery that beautiful. I'd love to sail down all the canals, there are thousands.
TEEN GIRL SQUAD at a traditional windmill, which is actually now a house. The people who live there just have to deal with tourists coming all day and taking pictures.
Andrew, Alexa, and Kelly Colorado
Megan running to Suzanne, our bad ass amazing tour director, who we all adored and admired.
Teen Girl Squad with the Charlotte kids (Andrew and Alexa) and Suzanne. We got everyone to throw their bulls up!
A candid shot of Thomas taking a candid shot of someone else
Jeevs and Jojo. Beer on the bus was always acceptable
IN AMSTERDAM! A Dutch Tower. Lovely!
This is a houseboat on a canal for all the stray cats to stay, and different people volunteer and take care of them. Isn't that just great?
We found the perfect store for Thomas
Coffeeshop, very popular and high end. We couldn't stay and smoke there because it was crowded, but we bought some spaces cakes. A delicious dark chocolate sponge cake with a milk chocolate whipped cream/frosting topping. IT WAS SO GOOD.

Graffiti at the Neiumarket
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and more!
In an alleyway. Couldn't resist taking a picture. Peter Dear tells me there's that same tag in Harlem.
A different market square, with bangin' graffiti
OBSESSED
as you can see
hehehe















and that's all my pictures. My camera batteries ran out in Amsterdam and I didn't want to buy more (I had already went through a pack, it was getting ridiculous)

The trip was truly truly incredible. Some memorable quotes include

"MEGAN, SHUT THE FUCK UP. I LOVE ALL OF YOU GUYS"- Thomas, drunk off scotch

"Maddy is great and all...but she's not Scotch" - Thomas, still drunk of scotch

"Guys, this is so happy!"- Megan, talking about a space cake brownie



there are others, none that would make sense up here. good times, despite that the group of people I was with never wanted to do anything besides get fucked up in the hotel room so megan and I couldn't go out. Nevertheless, lots of fun was had by all.

If you ever get a chance, go to Copenhagen and Amsterdam. They remain a tie for my favorite city. Germany had the best shopping, I got my rainbow leopard print zip up, and a really cute purse. However, on the streets of Amsterdam I did get a headband (currently wearing!) and a cute little purse that doubles as a clutch.


Done talking about all this, but it was wonderful wonderful wonderful!