Beautiful kids into beautiful trouble.

Hi

Wed, 06 Aug 2008 19:17:07 GMT

I am a senior at Columbia University. Not a freshman. A senior.

Updates:

a hundred hundred thousand miles logged
baking bread
reproductive justice
foucault
depression
tower pond
guitar
resolutions
women
wymyn
good sex
good sex w/ men and wymns
new teeth
self awareness
futures
still loving the ocean.

i wanted to be with you alone and talk about the weather...

Tue, 09 Aug 2005 05:10:29 GMT

Something big is going to happen, right? Shouldn't it?

psycho killers q'est ce que c'est kjasfdajkfsd why did I quit french

Sun, 15 May 2005 14:38:33 GMT

Yes, it was worth it to drive to Noho {with Joe and Rave) to see Ted Leo. Apollo Sunshine was surprisingly good, and their after party was...interesting, to say the least. The Christmas lights and "death" techno created a weird ambiance, and things were a little fucked up. Ted Leo was supposed to make an appearance, but he never showed.

I need to go read or something to gather my bearings. I've gotten a little carried away lately. Am I going to make it till graduation?

quite the offer

Wed, 11 May 2005 02:57:25 GMT

Would anybody be willing to go see the Ted Leo show in Northampton with me this Saturday evening? I would drive, but my parents will be in North Carolina, and they said they don't like the idea of being away when they will need to collect my remains after I get into a fatal accident. It will be an enjoyable experience; I will pay for gas, and I can tell good jokes. I won't fall asleep on the way home, either.

Even if you can't go this weekend, the least you could do is stop by my maison and keep me from being lonely. Heart<3.

I am writing the last term paper of my high school career, and this caramel latte is the best thing I've ever tasted. Tomorrow I will bury my world lit book underneath the couch of scaeve forever because high school WILL BE OVER.

Fri, 29 Apr 2005 05:13:34 GMT

Lishus, Sainty and I were unsuccesful in tracking down my dearest Matty Dufour, but I think he would be pleased to know that we drove all the way to Cambridge to see him.

Lawls.

I have 8am practice. I am sabotaging myself.

black eyed angels swam with me...

Sun, 24 Apr 2005 23:02:17 GMT

Last night Dan, Steve and I took a drive on the scariest road in Hillsborough County.

Swamp things and rapists and the horse from The Ring were emerging from the mire through which the road winds. I am terrified now of what might jump out of my closet.

This year is basically over. Next year=Columbia, finally I committed.

I feel like summer might eat me up.

Fri, 18 Mar 2005 02:41:30 GMT

S caevola
A rduous
I nteresting
N ashua sucks
T Rex.

P ariah
A nger
T opple
R alphie
I rritation
C hronic boredom
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This has been a fucked up week, and we won't have a reprieve for a long time.
Please come visit me this weekend:

207 Lowell Street
There is a haunted observatory.

Wed, 09 Mar 2005 04:45:05 GMT

So good.

"For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate." -Albert Camus

where is the love
where is spring

JMB1786: hello mommy-troveolla
It's true. The Little Green office is my den. If we didn't have it, I'd have to hangout in the caf during free mods, and it would be mizzz. I'm going to clean out the office fishtank and buy a Japanese fighter fish. R3x

Interesting

Sat, 12 Feb 2005 15:14:58 GMT

If you read this,
even if I don't speak to you often,
you must post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad,
just so long as it happened.
Then post this to your journal to see what people remember about you

Me and my "social issues" are worn out.

Sun, 12 Dec 2004 05:28:25 GMT

Nothing is going particularly well lately.

Anticlimactic sums up the months of November and December. Long December. I used to really like the counting crows.

It doesn't look like the Benz is going to make it through the winter. During this week's snowstorm I rolled down Lowell Street while trying to make my way home. Sweet.

</3

overnight celebrity

Mon, 15 Nov 2004 04:38:02 GMT

It snowed so much in Connecticut this weekend, making for a tres miserable New England Meet. This sport is burning me out. Maybe indoor track will be my saving grace, but whatever.

I think I may have fallen asleep on the swim house floor last night, though I can't quite recall. I would have slept fine in a snowbank if they had put me outside.

hahaaaa Megan Lessard is going down the tubes!!!

I've been listening to sigur ros lately, and they remind me a lot of Radiohead. This is a good thing, considering that Thom Yorke has made my top ten list of People With Whom I Must Spoon Before I Die.

The point of this was to say that I have two weeks off from running, so hangout with me.

Sun, 07 Nov 2004 14:52:02 GMT

Ohhhhh_teh_eljay.

Stress level: very high.

Regardless, good things are starting to happen around here. I'll expound later.

rico suaaaaave

Mon, 25 Oct 2004 01:13:27 GMT

Dear sophieeeeee

These past couple months have been a blur. There have only been a few defining moments, but they were fab. I almost regret not signing up for the trip to Canada. Cheap beer, Monsieur Krause and the Chateau Frontenac. How good is that.

The troll count is still very high at school. I draw pictures of them during Biology. <3 metal, white trash, anime and algeberrr.

Homecoming was a jamfest without people dressed like sluts + a rap-off + the step team. I'm happy that I went and that Lizzie helped me drag Grendy to the event.

OOOOh cross country season is almost over. And by almost I mean like a month and a half. Kickboxing or forming Manchester's first intramural kickball league sounds tres appealing.

♥ lalala

Being contemplative, sort of

Fri, 03 Sep 2004 02:18:11 GMT

2005 Seniors...carazay. I'm going to get an STD by being pressed up against so many creeps in the catwalk. Kids who wear KORN t-shirts and girls who cover up their odor with copious amounts of Baby Soft <3 perfume should be prohibited from entering the school. Oh Cen-ral.

Hm I'm already missing last year and summmmmmer a lot. lol.

"I want four glazed doughnuts." -Le SH

Be prepared for a fab year.

heyya

Sat, 24 Jul 2004 19:27:22 GMT

Party?

boston

Sat, 19 Jun 2004 00:45:48 GMT

And so, after one flat tire, one missing toolbox and one irate, motorcycle-deprived father...

the dust settles. but im currently stuck at the lessard residence. If i am "profusely sad" (oh my devious mother) I will most likely be released later this weekend. fuck ya. but today was supposed to be spent at sudden pitch and tonight should have been my first hampton trip, bless that greasy armpit of america hellhole. happy summer.

i am so buying "my life" when it is released. ohh mistah clinton....

MISTAH KURTZ! HE DEAD!! </3 joseph conrad. speaking of modernists, does anybody have a rocking horse? we still really really need a rocking horse. ah everything will always be disjointed. take this week, finals week. crazy. pulled an almost all nighter wednesday but dave, nolan and i passed out on the floor around five because we realized that we knew nothing about NAM and the effort was completely futile. and its over now. almost...one day left. and im feeling tinges of sadness that i will not be heading off to st pauls, but a decision's a decision and it ain't good to start off the summer with regrets. though just now im realizing that i will miss the asp kids and everybody else who i won't see much over the upcoming months. like raven, who although somehow acquired that toolbox is one person i should be cavorting around vegas with this summer. <3 french looove. and thanks guys...more <3 to sexual vixens, dances, car crashes, blue lights and music. ive decided that i want to go to laconia and im going to get my motorcycle license if not this summer than the one after. did anybody ever watch those ralph the mouse movies? he drove a harley. one last thing...this is a mix i just found, circa 2002. entitled: HAHA COOL 1. digger-geek love 2. guster-safari 3. weezer-prodigy lover 4. shaggy-hey sexy lady 5. screeching weasel-punkhouse 6. jimmy eat world-sweetness 7. bright eyes-something vague 8. the manics-roses in the hospital 9. reliant k-sadie hawkins dance 10.u2-where the streets have no name ~AHHAHAHAHHAAHA. 8.

LE FIN

Wed, 16 Jun 2004 16:36:08 GMT

Dear Mrs. Hicks,

When junior year first began, I believed that I had complete control over my academic performances, especially English, and that I could not improve much over the next nine months. Unfortunately, I was disillusioned. I remember after completing my first critical paper when my complacent smirk transformed into a grimace while you outlined all the points on the board which we were supposed to have touched upon in our pieces, and I realized that I had been completely off track. I dreaded these post-paper class periods until I began to develop better analytical skills that helped me write better essays. I was thrown from my personal pedestal, but I am glad for it. This year in British Authors, I realized that my writing can always be improved and I must constantly set higher standards for myself.

[insert three pages about my essays, etc ect]

My growing confidence in my writing was also reflected in my personal life. This year, I have become more open with my peers and have made some lasting friendships. A sense of camaraderie developed between my fellow British Authors scholars and I developed as we wracked our brains at interminable study sessions and recognized our own exhaustion in each other’s eyes.
I also had several epiphanies when sitting at my computer at three in the morning. While operating under the influence of incredible stress and several pounds of sugar cereal, with only phrases like “Grendel=Steve” and “Kurtz was not good” typed on the page, I felt like I had reached my own “heart of darkness.” It was during one of these recent all-nighters that I wondered why I was allowing myself to have these midnight vigils. Sure, it is important to succeed, I thought, but at what cost? I have since come to realize that I cannot possibly please everybody at once and that I cannot do everything perfectly. It is important to set high standards for my academic and extracurricular achievements, but I must also take into consideration my personal well-being.
Thank you, Mrs. Hicks, for leading me on this path to better writing and self discovery. Next year I will hopefully visit well-rested with better-organized papers in hand.
Sincerely,
Megan

This year of hell is finally over. Last year the "two weeks bliss" was happening. LOLZ.

But it's ending with a bang.

New England's was amazing...stayed overnight with the ladies near Plymouth and it was just such a welcome reprieve from the rugged indy study. Got 2nd in the mile, too. take that you bitch who stepped on my shoe at states.

and at heidi's beachhouse we saw a gypsy wedding going on next door and it was the strangest thing. dogs, beer and baseball cap yarmoulkes. (sp?)

oohhh and madame flopalot and i enjoyed stalking the mr. kraig lamper. we're such fucks.

ATTENTION: if anyone has a rocking horse that they would like to donate to the malabaar fund please comment me. and read dh lawrence's the rocking horse winner. we really need a rocking horse. the best we could do yesterday was a my little pony. and boobs at which nolan oogled. more lolz.

ah im worn out from studying and running and im tired of boys and yaaaaah.

peace out fuckfaces

w000t

Sat, 29 May 2004 21:34:39 GMT

Class L's was today. Despite all the shit going on it ended up well. And I just felt a nice sense of camaraderie for everybody. It's about time I start enjoying it again.

It's all this extraneous crap that I need to filter out of my life and start focusing on things that are important. But for now, celebration brownieez!

yeah this is a dead city

Wed, 26 May 2004 05:05:38 GMT

Status quo: everything blows. us history has consumed everything.

i am a shell of a person.

i just want to go to school in boston. or even hawaii. maybe i'd never see any fucks ever again and id be content. or even happy. expectations/rules have been defined here and it sucks when you can't meet them.

oh man taking off school tomorrow would be amazing. that't it im not setting my alarm clock. the radio is always so jarring.

don't you wooooorrry

Thu, 20 May 2004 03:03:55 GMT

Hey rumor has it that livejournal sucks the big one, and AIM too.

Also: I think we all need a break from each other at C-ral. Seriously, I've received more negative vibes from d00ds this week than I have the entire year. I'm feeling the need for one of those solo roadtrips wicked soon.

Case in point:

daisy 2 6 7 1: In fact, I almost ran over all three of you
Anti vice squad: well the van began moving and i was scared the firetruck mode had consumed the radical rave once again
daisy 2 6 7 1: HAhahaha

And our 4x400 team? I love you guys. <3 yallow class L's.

okay goodnight.

and they chart up your insides and put them on display

Sat, 15 May 2004 05:27:24 GMT

I could probably not suck so much at life if I budgeted my time better. Oh well.

Cute: 80 page US History paper due in -----> three weeks.
topic: wars the us has been involved in, or something

sats: same day as state championships.

well im just looking forward to an intense party after this is all over. rawk the mouse. life just hasn't been going too well lately. let's see...school? yach. love? yach. miscellaneous? yach.

oh but how can i be sad when it's so nice outside? i can smell lilacs and the rilo kiley is blaring. fuck everything else.

inverse of bleeding green

Sat, 08 May 2004 02:49:06 GMT

shellitrina don't live here no more. hmm.

it's summer outside and running is kinda nice.

Yeah, yes, yes
Have I told ya
You could really get it on?
I was at an all night diner
The sign said, "Triple X"
But they were talking about root beer
I'm just sitting down
Thinking about nothing
Looking at the thin air
Breathing up the oxygen
Have I told ya
You could really get it on?
A guy comes up, looking pretty 8-ball
Snaggletooth smile, sits down at my table
Puts his arm around me, starts to share his information
He said, he said, he said this is what he said
"I have sex, I'm always thinking about the pavement
So I can avoid premature ejaculation"
I got up, remembering to thank him
Better things to do so I'll start drinking
I'm in Tahoka, now I'm gonna hook up
With the parties, unfortunately
No one has any ideas, damn
Have I told ya
You could really get it on?

seriously though how could you not love modest mouse.

yeaow

Mon, 03 May 2004 01:02:19 GMT

The Lessard household has officially been dubbed "the vortex." it's a time warp. there are weird noises emanating from the walls, clocks that are always set for the wrong time, and not to mention ralphy. people have been known to fall asleep on my living room floor in the afternoon and wake up at dawn. there's no escape.

the pits are lame. nobody was there saturday and it was the last night of vacation. look what happens to manchester when im in the mood to have fun. dood.

weird vacation. well, it's over and time for fact fact fact. at least i have some direction with this term paper. im hoping hicks doesn't slam my thesis. uuugh.

i want to order a shirt from the garment district that says "viv le maus."

i've been spending way too much time at lancertiming.com, speculating.

are my entries always so disjointed? peace.

<3

mousy mcpherson

Tue, 27 Apr 2004 21:23:17 GMT

It's vacation and gorgeous outside. This morning was dismal and I thought the meet would have been called off, but does anything like this ever work out? Nah. I was positive we were going to kill Londonderry...most girls certainly put in the effort. From now on, to prepare for bigger and "better" things, I'm apparently tripling events. Anyway we still lost even with all our wins and Kelly + Lovely Jean reemed us out hardcore, which definitely put a damper on the trip home. Does anyone else feel like we get bitched out a lot?

lazy. I want plans to sort of come together (well what's new I supppose) I kind of like driving and listening to music by myself (or going to Portsmouth and...Amesbury?). Whatev, it's lead to lots of introspection, which is never a bad thing.

maybe i'll hit up brass monkey tonight. hahahahaha.

10 bands you've been listening to a lot lately:
1. the dismemberment plan
2. cursive
3. modest mouse
4. ben kweller
5. interpol
6. u2
7. radiohead
8. the cure
9. neutral milk hotel
10. tears for fears

09 things you look forward to:
1. a car (maybe maybe maybe)
2. finishing the independent study (hello may, month of hell #2)
3. visiting schools (?)
4. getting off les braces (next week doods, fuck you gary lindner and co.)
5. class L's, states, new england's...
6. boston
7. being an eic
8. sex, drugs and rock 'n roll (yeah.)
9. i suppose you could throw summerbridge onto the list, too

08 things you like to wear:
1. sandals...jesus joggers are a must
2. t-shirts
3. uh nail polish
4. scarves
5. old ae jeans, can't ever get rid of them
6. cardigans
7. hoodz
8. the all-purpose sauconys

07 things that annoy you:
1. waiting
2. whining
3. crappy pop punk
4. union leader
5. bad time management skills
6. high school girl screeching
7. ms raymond, chemistry mole

06 things you say most days:
1. yallow
2. just kidding
3. the grawph...
4. wicked
5. fuck
6. quick spread your stuff over the seats so {x} can't sit here

05 things you do most everyday:
1. run
2. eat milanos
3. listen to music/daydream
4. hang out in the little green office
5. british authors

04 people you want to spend more time with:
call me

03 movies you could watch over and over again:
1. donnie darko (classic)
2. when harry met sally
3. super troopers

02 of your favorite songs at the moment:
1. le shok-they call her action
2. the cure-halo

01 person you could spend the rest of your life with:
1. you

fact fact fact

Sat, 24 Apr 2004 01:17:52 GMT

Wednesday, April 23, 2003

well the animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness a baby cries hard in an apartment complex as i pass in a car buried under the influence this city's driving me out of my mind

:(

No I am not singin' for you

>:(

11:01 PM - add eprops - add comments - email it

Yallow Megan Lessard from one year ago! I was such a mouse in those old Xanga entries. Haha. bright eyes is timeless. I wonder why I was so sad...

Ohhh growing up.

We've reached the end. the end the end the end of hell week number..five? i've lost track. So we've fucked up a lot, and done some crazy things while so strung out that we may look back and say wtf, but whatever!

more acts of teenybopperness: i had a surprisingly good time at the dance last night. oh central, I <3 thee and your ethiopians. there were some real cuties there, let me tell you...i think the creep:normal human being ratio at c-ral is about 6:1.

my legs are ridden with charliehorses. im on the road to injury, i can feel it now. can i ever just run what i want? oh ps im reinventing myself. peace out, 800m and hello mile. :( slash :)

aaaanyway. i hate livejournal, like a lot. meh.

ps whos going to that college fair at the expo on wednesday?