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I NOW PRONOUNCE YOU CHUCK AND LARRY




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RUSH HOUR 3



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I NOW PRONOUNCE YOU CHUCK AND LARRY

The band is called One Republic...song's called "apologize".

What is one food that you refuse to try? Why?

The one food I'd never try... shit I've already tried some pretty nasty shit lol. Octopus, squid, eel... what's worse that that. I probably never try cooked broccoli, as strange as that sounds. I cant stand the way that crap smells when it's cooking....

Now, I'm getting a new car in about a month. But I cant decide which one I like the best. A few weeks ago, I test drove the 2007 Honda Civic LX and the Scion tC. I still wannt check out the 2008 Mitsubishi Lancer and the Eclipse. Hmmm... which one should I pick???

The Scion tC??




Or the Honda Civic??

Haven't posted here in a minutes... so, I figured I'd posted a few pictures of my new apartment. They're from the website, so the quality is rather shitty. I'll post pictures of my room once it's completely decorated. :)

I never knew that statistics could be sooooo fucking boring. It's one of the most horrible subjects ever created. The only thing getting me through watching all of these damn lectures is The L Word. LOL. Thank God for season 1-3 dvds. Why I'm taking stats... I do not know.

I went and saw a friend's apartment over in University Heights yesterday, post PRIDE festival (which was... quite interesting, I must say). Her apartment was so cute. I loved it. I cant wait for my mom to come do and get me for Thanksgiving Break. We're gonna go apartment hunting and hang out before we go back to Atlanta. I'm supposed to do the whole drivier's license thingy and then I'll get my car around mid-December. I'm really excited around that... That's an extra $800-$3200 in my pocket every month. But we'll see how shit works out...

You know someone who went to Chaminade.

Jones Beach Theater is the best place in the world to see a concert. CASE CLOSED!

Is it just me, or is every girl from Rockville Centre a bitch?

Billy Joel said it best, "Either you date a rich girl from the North Shore, or a cool girl from the South Shore."

What's the big deal about the Hamptons?

If you're not from Long Island or NYC, you're not really from New York.

You don't go to Manhattan, you go to "the City"

You know the Belt Parkway sucks!

You never, ever want to "change at Jamaica..."

You never realize you have an accent until you leave.

You know where at least one strip club is.

You can name at least three bands that came from Long Island.

You curse. A lot.

Is Huntington really that cool?

You've been to Utopia at least once.

The goddamn geese are everywhere!

If your parents didn't, your grandparents lived in the city.

At some point in your life you or someone you know has owned an animal that came from North Shore Animal League.

You actually remember when you felt safe swimming at Bar Beach and Hempstead Harbor.

Commack movie theatre scares you

You walk around the mall aimlessly.

You drive around your town with your friends, and that's the most exciting part of your evening.

On the weekend, your evening consists of seeing a movie, going bowling, or playing pool.

When you walk in the city and you see two men holding hands...it becomes normal to you.

No word ends in an ER, just an AH.

You feel like you know Howard Stern.

You live in the shadow of the greatest city in the world, but you never go there.

When you're away from Long Island, you love it and when you're there, you don't.

You know that the beach sucks during the day and is the most magical place in the world at night

You know the exact point at which Queens turns into Nassau simply on intuition.

You're still waiting for a bridge to Connecticut.

You've tried to use your father's monthly ticket to ride the LIRR. It worked.

No matter what you do, you end up at the diner.

Your distant future might involve the state of Florida.

High school sports aren't that important.

You've never been to Times Square on New Year's Eve.

You've tried to find the Amityville Horror house.

Each one of your diverse friends mercilessly makes fun of his own background.

You love that salty smell of the ocean.

No, you don't want mustard on that burger!

The most exciting day of your summer is when all tickets to every Jones Beach show go on sale.

You know White Castle is terrible for you and the food sucks. But, you periodically "Get the Crave"

You want the Yankees to stay in the Bronx, but would probably go to more games if they moved to Manhattan.

You can order a pizza pie and a soda and people will understand.

You felt slighted when Snapple sold out.

You don't associate Fire Island with gay men.

You wanted Hooters to open simply to piss off "decency" groups.

You watched a game show and wondered, "why are these people so happy that they won a trip to New York?"

You like The Brothers McMullen.

When you hear Billy Joel's "Scenes From an Italian Restaurant" you try to figure out what places on Long Island he's talking about.

You know that parts of the Godfather were filmed on LI.

You always liked Billy Joel, but as soon as you leave, you love Billy Joel.

At some point in your life, you've gone clamming.

You've been to the Tanger Outlets and came home with nothing to show for it.

You have or someone you know has fallen asleep on the LIRR and ended up in one of these three places; Babylon, Port Washington or Hicksville.

You have been to Mulcahay's on Thanksgiving Eve, the largest ladies night event of every year.

You've missed that "Drunk Train", the 2:42 out of Penn and had the dreaded wait until 5:30.

You think Islip MacArthur airport is cute and you enjoy watching it grow up.

Your parents took you to Nathans or Carvel

You hate the radio commercials for the Dublin Pub

Public beach? What's that?

You can correctly pronouce places like Happauge, Commack, Islip, Islandia, Massapequa.

You know the location of 6 malls and a dozen McDonalds and 36 7-11's.

You grew up thinking Chinese food was a basic food group.

You're used to driving down the street in December and seeing more light-up menorahs than you can shake a latka at. In fact, even your non-Jewish friends know what Matzoh is. And you've never driven more than 10 miles without seeing a temple.

Oh, your parents are from Brooklyn? So are mine!

Yes, admit it, you've cruised the Pike.

You can remember making up rules for �Shotgun� calls in high school.

Your elementary school promoted dodge ball as the top gym activity.

You were upset when all the Roy Rogers turned into Wendy�s.

You consider nachos and cheese at the Coliseum to be a suitable dinner date.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Long Island.

You say "the city" and expect everyone to know that this means Manhattan.

You have never been to the Statue of Liberty or the Empire State Building.

You can get into a four-hour argument about how to get from Columbus Circle to Battery Park at 3:30 on the Friday before a long weekend, but can�t find Wisconsin on a map.

Hookers and the homeless are invisible.

The subway makes sense.

You believe that being able to swear at people in their own language makes you multi-lingual.

You've considered stabbing someone just for saying "The Big Apple".

The most frequently used part of your car is the horn.

You call an 8' x 10' plot of patchy grass a yard.

You consider Westchester "upstate".

You think Central Park is "nature."

You see nothing odd about the speed of an auctioneer's speaking.

You're paying $1,200 for a studio the size of a walk-in closet and you think it's a "steal."

You've been to New Jersey twice and got hopelessly lost both times.

You pay more each month to park your car than most people in the U.S. pay in rent.

You haven't seen more than twelve stars in the night sky since you went away to camp as a kid.

You go to dinner at 9 and head out to the clubs when most Americans are heading to bed.

Your closet is filled with black clothes.

You haven't heard the sound of true absolute silence since the 80s, and when you did, it terrified you.

You pay $5 without blinking for a beer that cost the bar 28 cents.

You take fashion seriously.

Being truly alone makes you nervous.

You have 27 different menus next to your telephone.

Going to Brooklyn is considered a "road trip."

America west of the Hudson is still theoretical to you.

You've gotten jaywalking down to an art form.

You take a taxi to get to your health club to exercise.

Your idea of personal space is no one actually standing on your toes.

$50 worth of groceries fit in one paper bag.

You have a minimum of five "worst cab ride ever" stories.

You don't notice sirens anymore.

You live in a building with a larger population than most American towns.

Your doorman is Russian, your grocer is Korean your deli man is Israeli, your building super is Italian, your laundry guy is Chinese, your favorite bartender is Irish, your favorite diner owner is Greek, the watchseller on your corner is Senegalese, your last cabbie was Pakistani, your newsstand guy is Indian and your favorite falafel guy is Egyptian.

You're suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you.

You secretly envy cabbies for their driving skills.

You think $7.00 to cross a bridge is a fair price.

Your door has more than three locks.

Your favorite movie has DeNiro in it.

You consider eye contact an act of overt aggression.

You run when you see a flashing "Do Not Walk" sign at the intersection.

You're 35 years old and don't have a driver's license.

You ride in a subway car with no air conditioning just because there are seats available.

You're willing to take in strange people as roommates simply to help pay the rent.

There is no North and South. It's uptown or downtown.

When you're away from home, you miss "real" pizza and "real" bagels.

You know the differences between all the different Ray's Pizzas.

You're not in the least bit interested in going to Times Square on New Year's Eve.

Your internal clock is permanently set to know when Alternate Side of the Street parking regulations are in effect.

You know what a bodega is.

You know how to fold the New York Times in half, vertically, so that you can read it on the subway or bus without knocking off other passenger's hats.

Someone bumps into you, and you check for your wallet.....

You cringe at hearing people pronounce Houston St. like the city in Texas

Film crews on your block annoy you, not excite you.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from NYC.

"Glory Box"

I'm so tired, of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long

Just. .

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be... a woman
I just wanna be a woman

From this time, unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Thru this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be... a woman
I just wanna be a woman

So don't you stop, being a man
Just take a little look from our side when you can
Sow a little tenderness
No matter if you cry

Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be... a woman
Its all I wanna be is all woman

For this is the beginning of forever and ever

Its time to move over... ...

Eventually

I am an opportunity and I knock so softly
Sometimes I get loud when I wish everybody'd just
get off me
So many playas you'd think I was a ball game
Its every man for themself, there are no
team mates
This life gets lonely when everybody wants
something
This might have been your fate
But they'll get their's eventually
And I hope I'm there

Surrounded by familiar faces without names
None of them know me or want to share my pain
And they only wish to bask in my light, then fade
away
To win my love, to them a game
To watch me live my life in pain
When all is done and the glitter fades, fades
away
They'll get their's eventually
And I hope I'm there

I drank your poison cuz you told me its wine
Shame on you if you fool once
Shame on me if you fool me twice
I didn't know the price
You'll get yours eventually

So what good am I to you if I can't be broken?
You'll get yours, yes you'll get yours
Eventually

"Hell Wit Ya"

What is this
I heard you got a new miss
We just broke up so you know that I'm pissed
They say you're faithful I don't believe that shhhh...
Oh no, oh no

[Bridge:]
Oh I tried to act like I didn't care
But it doesn't seem fair you're so good to her
And I tried to pretend I didn't see all those things that you do, you couldn't do for me

[Chorus:]
I was in love wit ya
But the hell wit ya cuz you didn't wanna treat me right
I was in love wit ya
But the hell wit ya cuz you didn't wanna treat me right
Now ya got another girl in your life, givin her love all day and night
I was in love wit ya
But the hell wit ya cuz you didn't wanna treat me right

So I hear, I've met the wench before
(yeah I remember that time we went to Pizza Hut and you told me she was your cousin)
I hear you learned to open doors
(so when did you become such a damn gentleman)

[Repeat Bridge]

[Repeat Chorus]

What does she do to you
To make you give her everything like you never did for me
Call it jealousy, but it's killin me
Cuz all the time that you were mine, you didn't treat me right
No no, no you didn't treat me right, no no no

[Repeat Chorus]

Today:
You pursue this current goal full-throttle, determined to reach success. This tenacious attitude gets you what you want, and then some, whether it's a promotion at work or a new and vivacious social life.

Tomorrow:
Responding to all of life's demands can be a tricky act. The key is to do the best you can while you can and not beat yourself up about the impossible. Cut yourself some slack and have some fun.

Today:
Being all over the place and letting romance happen as it may is one way to play, but right now, the stars say getting a little organized about it helps a great deal. Make a game plan -- maybe with a friend.

Tomorrow:
If you've been feeling held back in the love department by forces beyond your control, you can change all that right now. The stars are sending can-do energy, excitement and a fresh perspective your way. Grab hold!

Ok... so I'm chillin' in the Reitz today, doing homework and slyly scoping out the hot Wendy's guy when this girl I met comes over to me. We start chit-chatting about boys and she happened to mention that a hot light skinned guy with dreds and gorgeous eyes broke her heart... I was like 'that's funny because I had some issues with an ex of mine who fits that description to a T.'

Well..... it turns out that she was talking about the EXACT SAME GUY that I was talking about, a Mr. Adam Swan Troy. According to her, while he was dating me, he cheating on me/flirted with a bunch of other girls on campus, even another girl named Danielle. I mean, come on. At least find a girl with a different name. (No offense to her, because I was told that she thought we were no longer together).

Honestly, I'm not as mad at him as I thought I would have been if something like this ever happened to me. I actually feel bad for him and then girl that he's currently dating. I think that he is a liar and a coward, but he's not even worth me getting upset over. People like him obviously has issues with themselves, so they seek out people and manipulate them just for the hell of it. They like to fuck with your emotions because they can, and they actually get off on that shit. It's kinda pathetic actually. And then to say ' oh... it's not like we were actually ever in a relationship in the first place.' Um... ok. Sure. You keep on believing that sweetheart. And to all of those girls out there that he fucked around with, forget about him. Trust me. Because if you let him, he'll break your fuckin' heart and life is hard enough already without adding even more bullshit into the mix. Dont sweat it. Move on. Put it this way... we all learned a life lesson.

So thank you Adam, for finally showing me what a real bastard you are and how much of a coward you are. I dont pray very often, but you are definitely in mine... Grow up and stop with the childish mind games. Remember, there's nothing like a woman scorned....

*besos*
La Dama

Ohhh... just in case you're wondering what he looks like: