This is me.

The ramblings. Take them to heart.

Sunday, August 31, 2003

Wow. Six years agot today Princess Diana died. Six years. I remember it like it was last week. Watching the whole funeral, and everything. Man. Six years. I was a freshman in high school. I'm a whole different person now. It's amazing how we feel like things go by so slowly, and then before we know it, six years is gone.

Saturday, August 30, 2003

Yeah, so I make this profound decision last night, and while dreaming, my brain totally fucks me over, and I dream of all hot guys all night. Not just hot guys either. These guys are like the creme de la creme. Wow. This may be harder than I thought. It was an awesome dream though :)

Caitlyn is over here, as is Rohan. They are both lying in bed, ready to sleep. I will be headed there soon. I just had to write this entry before I sleep. I knew earlier, less than 20 minutes ago what I was going to say, and now, I already know it's not going to be as eloquent as my thoughts were. While in the swimming hole, the discussion got around to discrimination, and gay people, and not only gay people, but who we choose to like, love, have friendships with, whatever. I asked Caitlyn if she has a "preference" meaning racial, type, or whatsoever. She said that it doesn't matter on what a person looks like, which is totally true. I completly believe that statement. Beauty is within. I have noticed that with my friends, I don't care what they look like, and I see everyone as a potential friend. When it comes to someone that I want to have a relationship with, or make out with, it's all a physical thing. Something is wrong with that. Caitlyn said "Christopher, I think you will learn alot not just about yourself, but about everything, when you stop looknig at guys from a physical point of view, when you look at someone for who they are, and not what they look like" I instantly thought, "but I don't do that, I like smart guys" before I said something, I actually thought first. I really don't look at guys deeply. That's my problem. I only want someone because they are hot, and that's not right. I also think it's something about me too. I really like myself, and anyone that knows me can see that. I want someone like me. I think I'm hot. I don't want someone that looks like me, though. I am probablly not making any sense tonight, but I know what I want to say. I need to be true to myself and get someone that stimulates me and coplements me. Not just my looks (that didn't sound right, I already know it). I should try to pick my mates the same way I pick my friends. That's what I mean. It doesn't matter what they look like. It's all on the inside.

What a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness.
Leo Tolstoy

There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.
Sir Francis Bacon

Friday, August 29, 2003

I cooked dinner tonight. There's a concert thingy tonight of one of Justin's friends. it costs 10 bucks a pop. I only have 10 bucks. Hmmm. Contemplations....

Oh yeah, so I turned in a cover letter and a resume to the Chicago International Film Festival (earlier they were only looking for paid positions with a degree, and now they are looking for interns) and I before I even got home, there was an email sent to me. I have an interview Tuesday at 2:30. YAAY!.

Since everyone has been happily (or not so happily) posting in their blogs and such, it has inspired me to give the world two shakes of the things happening here. Not a whole lot, but hey.

I officially have ZERO (that's right!) crushes in my life right now! That is a feat that even I wasn't sure could be achevied! Makes me happy.

Okay, I should stop lying. It's not good for the karma, soul, conscience, or whatever form of power you believe in.
I have, however, decided to give up on the search for guys, and let them come to me, because damnit, I'm FUCKING hot.
Oh yeah, I guess I should tell all of what I did when I was high.

I (in no particular order):
Lost my shoes.
Woke up a neighborhood.
Tried to walk home.
Crushed a plastic cup of water in my hands.
Did not have to pee.
Needed some air.
Tried to make out with a straight guy (a really ugly one at that)
Said "oh my God" about a million times.
Repeated the phrase "you guys are going to hate me in the morning"
Lied myself next to Dave.
put my hand on Dave's ass
(by the way Dave [not the aformentioned straight guy] was passed out drunk)
Lost my shoes.
Tried to pay for a taxi
got bitched out by the host of the party
and totally didn't care.
blacked out
wanted to touch everything
lost my wallet
found my wallet
went home
and woke up still kinda tweaked out.

Enough of that. Bowling $1.25 per game every Sunday and Wednesday night. Marigold Bowl. Be there. It is awesome.

Apple sent me the following email:
We thoroughly enjoyed speaking with you last week. Thank you for your time. We hope that you are still very interested in opportunities with Apple. We have had to postpone our original date of when we would be extending offers to candidates. We will now be in touch with you by September 12th.

I apologize for the delay. If anything has changed for you or you need anything, please do not hesitate to contact me at 312-981-4104.

Thank you. Have a great day and holiday weekend.

Amy Smith


What does that mean? I replied.

I have been taking care of Joshua along with my other two roommates, because he got his teeth out. He can be a slight baby. At times. Not to talk mean. I still love him. He's still my boy.

Monica quit her job as a phone sex operator. I can understand how it could get really boring really fast.

There's a party at Ben's house on Sunday night. Ben calls everyone else but me about it, so of course I'm going to find out about it, and yes, I am going to make my little pot-luck just like eveyone else, and have fun times.

Tonight there's a show. One of Justin's friends. 10 bucks a pop. I think I want to go. Meet one of those artsy guys. Too bad none of them will be gay.

OH yes. Saw SWAT. Not as bad as my roomate says, but not as good as Jason said.

Jason officially cracks me up. Thank GOD I don't have a serious crush on him anymore. (and that, is the truth)

I really miss NC. A whole lot.

My phone is in service. 312-388-0541

I can't WAIT for school to start, damnit!

Sometimes I think that things are going by too slowly for things to go well in my life. Like it's crazy. I want to be done with college, and move on to be doing something worthwile. It just seems like I'm stuck here for the next 2 and a half years, and then I get to be someone's bitch until I get to know enough people to do something that will be benificial. I know It's all part of the great scheme of things, but I don't like it. Sometimes I just want to stop, and jump ahead. I can't wait for Laura and Oliva to get here. They are like the closest thing to home. I think that's why I connect with them so well. They are my best friends here. I mean They are straight girls who are smart, and aren't always caught up in sex. My friends to a T. Girls who are actually smart. Ya know? Alot of times, the girls my roomies know are a little thick. If you know what I mean. I like them emmensly, but there's no depth. That's what I need in my life. Depth.

Martin Luther King said: "If a man hasn't discovered somthing that he will die for, if he isn't fit to live." do I have something to die for? I mean I know I have things to live for, my friends and family, and myself. Is that enough? Are there other things to live for really? I've been thinking about that quote. Those are the only things worth living for. Other people. If one lives for a posession, that's kind of shallow, isn't it? Well, pot is different. If you live for pot, I can understand that (since Chad says I'm a pothead).

It's time to go grocery shopping.

Paper towels
Peant Butter
Milk
Butter
Eggs
Cookies
Green Beans (I have had a craving for green beans for the past two weeks)

anyone want anything?

"There is nothing like dream to create the future. Utopia to-day, flesh and blood tomorrow." -Victor Hugo Les Miserables

Wednesday, August 27, 2003

Me
One of me

Yeah, so the last two days have been awesome. But I'll tell ya about it in the morning. And have more pictures! MONICA ROCKS. And Phone Sex is awesome. Monica is a phone sex operator.

Monday, August 25, 2003

I didn't describe my actions, but I did describe how I felt. Actions will come in the morning.

Freddy vs. Jason is one of the best comedies I've ever seen. Go see it.

Sunday, August 24, 2003

I feel so much better now. wow. I wasn't as bad as I thought I was. I was still bad, but everyone thought it was HILARIOUS. They loved me. wow. Now that I think about it, it really was a quite awesome experience. I'll write everything that happened later. I am cooking now.

SHIT. Fuck. damn. OH my gosh. I am about to cry. OH my gosh. I am the dumest fucking person in the whole wide world. I think I need to move back home. My friends are going to HATE me. Shit. I can't believe I fucking did that shit.

I got high.

For the first time in my whole life. I am never doing that shit again, and that's a promise. I was totally out of control. Maybe it was all a dream. Too bad it wasn't. I know it wasn't. It was too real. I don't even remember everything that happend. Shit. I just know that I have some fucking awesome friends, if they still choose to be my friends. I was so totally out of control and obnixious. Peer pressure is a fucking bitch. Granted, I wanted to do it, but still. I was so shitfaced. I felt like I was in Donnie Darko, Waking Life, Rules of Attraction and The Matrix all at the same time. It was so weird, but it was inlike anything I've ever done before. I am in soo much deep shit. All I know is we took a cab home, and I freaked people out. Shit. I don't even know what was real, and was was a dream. I remember just wanting to go home, and waking up. If I woke up, everything would be fine. I tried to go to sleep, but I couldn't. At first, it was because everything was heightend. Except my sence of perception. I could taste everything better, and I could feel EVERYTHING. My talking was fine, but sometimes in my head, shit was just fucked up. I spilled water on myself, but I never peed on myself. I remember my pants being wet.

I WAS OUT OF CONTROL.

I don't like that feeling. At all. People were taking care of me. That doesn't happen. I take care of people. I don't get high. I'm too responsible. I just ruined my chances at everything. If Scott, Rohan, Monica, Ben, and all those people at the party never talk to me again, I deserve it.

Never Again.

Please. Where is the dark hole so I can go and hide.

Saturday, August 23, 2003

Brings back old memories...

jubilee
You are Jubilee!

Though you may be young and inexperienced, you have
great potential and will someday become an
admirable figure. For that to happen, though,
you must overcome your juvenile belief system
and adopt a more mature view on life.


Which X-Men character are you most like?
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That's pretty close, but not so close. I think (by what the quiz results say) I'm a mix between Jean, Cyclops, and Jubilee.

Haha I sound totally stupid in some of my posts. If I were a random reader, I'd think I was totally unintelligent. Like I care though. Who jugdes someone's life based on thier online journal or blog? (well besides me). Haha. I'm smart! I really am!

I'm sure this site is going to make me look even stupider, but It's Fockin' awesome

a GREAT WONDERFUL SPLENDIFEROUS night was had tonight. After going to the dentist, and waiting two hours to not have Josh's teeth pulled out, I had a crappy evening, because I lost money, and I don't know how. It's okay though. It's only money. I mean if it were like 50000000 I would be upset, but I'm not bothered anymore.

The night of AWESOMENESS starts now: Scott came over, and we got dressed to go to the Opera, which Garett was in. It was incredible. The Barber of Seville. I'd never seen it before last night, and I knew about it, and the famous songs, but watching it was AMAZING. I mean wow. I was impressed with everything. It was awesome to hang out with Scott and Moises too. Then, we met Garett, who was in the show (like I previously mentioned) and we had cheesecake and drank some wine, which wasn't that great. The cheesecake was rather good. The wine, not so. Then, me being the little socialite I am, convinced everyone to come over for a swim. It was enjoyed by all! pictures here.. Numbers were exchanged, and such. I must say that Garett is quite nice looking, and (although I don't know him well enough yet) makes a good boyfriend. Moises found a keeper! I don't think I'm his type anyways. I hope things work out between those two. :) Ben just walked in, and he's going to jump in the shower, and the two of us are gonna eat cookie dough and watch British Queer as Folk.

I hope Phil calls sometime soon!

Yaay for night like tonight! There will be more to come, I am sure.

Friday, August 22, 2003

My pants are eating my money!

It's not putting my pictures on here anymore! WTF?



American Splendor! Starts today!


American Splendor!


Thursday, August 21, 2003

I'm sittin here with my roomies, Ben and Justin. Here's some pictures for you to enjoy! Took 'em myself!

Click here. There's more where that came from!

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

hahahah. This is the number one crazy day so far here in Chicago! So was hanging out with Jake this afternoon, and it was great and everything, then I got back home. I found out that EVERYONE and their mom is going to the SAME movie in the park! CRAZY! Yeah, so I thought it was gonna be a little cute thing with me and Phil but nooooo! Everyone I know in Chicago has to go!!

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Congratulations!! You're a smart sophisticated and
beautiful martini!!


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Haha. Shitty tasting liquid and make it look beautiful and glamourous. That's great. I like that line. Smile.

Today, today, and today. I basically stayed at my apartment all day. It was rather boring, and considering I didn't get anything done, it was relaxing. I'm tired. I waited ALL day for Rohan and them to call me, and come over, and they didn't call until 4:30. They didn't come over until like 8! Then they went swimming (I was too tired, but I watched), and I went back and forth from the apartment to the pool, making phone calls, and trying to return them. Haha. The message I left on Phil's answering maching must have thrown him for a loop and a half. It went along the lines of this: "sorry if there was confustino last night, I wanted to invite you to the AFYT cast party, but I left, and my roomie gave you the wrong number to call, and yeah. So, I'll be at home most of the day, so you can call me back, or not, or I'll talk to you later, or something, yeah, okay, so, yeah. I'll hang up now. Talk to you later!

I AM SUCH A GOOFUS. It got a return phone call! Too bad I had to pick up Michelle from the L station, so I missed it! He left a message. He'll call me tomorrow. Movie in the park somewhere. I have to get money! That's another thing I was waiting on. Phone call from daddy. He didn't call me back, and said he would.

ANYWAYS, after swimmies, we went to Jewel to get some snacks, and alot of folks went home, leaving me, Ben Miley, Scott, and Jenelle. Ben knew a guy throwing a party (on a Monday night, that should have been the first clue) so we said Okay, we'll go. Yeah. Some party. Scott Jenelle and I left after 5 minures. I was gone for about an hour. If Jake tried to call me, Ben was online (he's the only one of us who refuses to pay 10 bucks a month for DSL) so he prolly couldn't get through. Sad times.

So yeah, my day.

Monday, August 18, 2003

Last night wasn't ALL THAT, but it wasn't bad. I feel sorry for those little ones going off to college. Sad times. The closing show was actually pretty good. Not the best though.

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Sunday, August 17, 2003

I was half asleep and I came up with an excellent idea for my Production 1 silent student film. I had to get up and type it before I forgot it. I wrote a short treatment, but it needs work. If it's shot right, it'll be INCREDIBLE. I'm thinking of calling it 'woman inside'. Something like that. It's really dark, freaky, and weird. I was getting excited jsut typing it out.

I'm going to make two phone calls, and depending on how those calls go, I'm going to get ready accordingly.

what am I doing tonight? I have no idea. There is a cast party at Adena's house. We'll see.

This is more like it

virgin



You Are 100% Virgin!


Well, well, well. Look who's little Miss Perfect. You're pure and proud of it.

My advice? Grab yourself the first man that walks past you and bang him like you've never dreamt you could.

You are what people like to call, "the holiest of holes" - although in your fantasies, you are the world's naughtiest girl!

When you finally have sex, you'll be great at role playing, foreplay, and oral.



What Do Girls Whisper Behind Your Back? Virgin or Whore Quiz Tells All!

More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva

I think I'm a better kisser than head-giver, but quizdiva knows all! Haha. These quizzes are so dumb.

giving head



Your Tongue's Talent is Giving Head!


Your thick, wide tongue is the perfect size and shape for giving him pleasure. Not to mention, you know just how to work all the curves.



You'll do just about anything to make others happy, and when you're uncomfortable, you don't like to say so.



So that probably means your mouth is starting to get worn out. Slow down, and learn how to speak your mind!



You'd be most compatible with a Nipple Sucker. They're sure to give you the attention you so desperately need.



You've been giving everything for so long that you forgot what's it's like to be pleasured. It's time for you to lay back and get licked.



What's Your Tongue's Talent?

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Just got in. Today was a pretty good day. Nice and relaxing. I went out with Jason tonight, boystown. Scoping the merchandise. Haha. Our waiter at Melrose was fairly hot. Okay he was hot. I saw Rob. He was with his b/f. Then we went back to my place. Haha. No, only so he could see it. Next time we'll have sex. Haha. Yeah right. I wish. I'm watching Pulp Fiction now, for I am bored, and I don't want to sleep. So Gina, Josh and I are gonna watch it. After I cook for them. I'm a housewife and I don't even have a partner. Haha. It's all good though. I do love that Pulp Fiction though, and I haven't seen it in a while! Fun times for all. Later.

Saturday, August 16, 2003

okay this is the last post for tonight. Ice Cream.

Just got off the phone with Jason. It's really cute how much he likes Jasper. I was right about his position (ya know, pitcher/catcher). As I always am. Haven't been wrong yet. I'm still alone by myself though. It is quite boring. I am going to watch TV. No I'm not, that's boring. I'm going to do a whole lot of nothing. Stare into space "re-evaluate my life"as Rohan says. Haha. I did have a good conversation with Jason though. Oh yes, I called Phil tonight. He was going over "Taming of the Shew" (he just got a coveted internship at Chicago Shakespeare) I thought that was amazingly hot for some reason. He's got rehersal tomorrow, and thus can't hang out. He doesn't know what he's doing Sunday, for they won't tell him until tomorrow. He said he was going to call me, so I have to wait. I can't call him (that's my problem). Haha. Well then, now I shall retire to the living room and look out the window at the city at night.

Friday, August 15, 2003

I just got an email saying that Apple wants a second interview! WEDNESDAY AT 5:30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAY!

Yeah, so I was supposed to go to Ben's party tonight, but obviously, I'm not there. No worries, I didn't really want to go in the first place. I am tired. I'm talking to Jason online (he can't resist his name in print) I'm going to stop writing about him. Who wants to boost his ego? haha. Nah. I'm kiddin' oh blah. So I'm here all alonies. In my apartment. It's kinda nice. who wants to come over? Stop on by!

And this is really funny. I do like the moon. Not as much as a spoon, coz that's more use for eating soup!

Wow. I'm just now getting time to come to the computer to tell of the wilds going on in my life. We'll start from the last post.

Phil called, confirming the show last night, and he was going with his roomie, Molly, and another friend of thiers, who's going to Columbia. The show was the best I've seen yet. I sat next to Phil. I think I'm still going tomorrow night, if I can get in free or something. We'll see. Well, after the show, the plan was to go karaoke, at Piece Resturant (the same one Jake plays at), but the cast had a photo shoot, that was supposed to last until 10:30. So that gave me plenty of time to walk home, grab a bite to eat, then walk back (cuz a brotha' can't afford train fare). Brandon (I think that's Phil's friend's name) parked his car on Balbo and Wabash, 5 blocks from my house. I was a dumbass and didn't invite them over for 45 minutes until karaoke. I wasn't thinking. Damn I'm stupid. Anyways. I got home, and it was 9:50ish, and Josh had just hung up the phone with Eddie saying their photo shoot was over. Now dang. That's 40 minutes early. That gave me one minute to change (well I just took off one of my shirts, and just wore a T-shirt [with brown ringers] and put on my hat) and scarf down some cookies (I know, totally healthy). Then, on my way to the good ol' Goodman Theatre, it began to rain. Not just a light sprinkle fun times rain, but a downpour. Now that was great. I just changed, because it was hot outside. I was laughing at myself, and I was wet. I made it to the Goodman where Monica, Dan, Rohan, Eddie, and Adena were all waiting. We got on the Blue Line to Damen (that's where the resturant is) and headed on our way. As we walked in (about 11:00) they informed us that we had 5 minutes to order food. Good thing none of us wanted food. So we got a karaoke book, and began to pick our songs. The boys wanted to do Moulin Rouge. I never pass up a chance to be a diva, so I obliged. In the meantime, Monica went to the bar to order Eddie a beer. Bad Move. Ms. Waitress lady comes over and demands ID's (not from me, I wasn't drinking). Eddie 'didn't have his' and Monica showed hers. She goes to get the manager, who kicks us out. sad times. Eddie was feeling really bad, so he offered to buy liquor, to be drunken at my house. That made me happy. Liquor was bought (some cheap ass whiskey, malt beverages, and margarita ice) and the fun times began to roll out of the bag.

At my house, fun games of "I never" were played, and shots, and drinks were made, and we were nice and tipsy. I called a couple of people to tell them I was about to drink, and if they got calls from me, it wasn't my fault at all. Ha. Mario One and Three were played (on the original regular Nintendo may I add) Bonding went on between the 6 of us, and it was just great. THEN, at the beautious hour of 3:30 o'clock, Everyone had the marvelous idea of GOING SWIMMING! YAAY! Games were played, Jacuzzis, Saunas, and a whole lot of frolicking went on. A WHOLE lot. We played a game of "horse" in the pool. One person did something he/she thought the others couldn't, and whoever couldn't go it, got a letter. After the first round, swimmies had to be removed, and shown to the audience. After the second round, however, swimmies had to be removed, and thrown out of the pool, and couldn't be returned until the person won a round. I was the first to have mine removed, because I can't wiggle my ears, and/or put my leg behind my head. I'm one of the few who can actually swim though. I was naked for about an hour, partly because it felt nice, and partly because I didn't want to win, for I was tired. Then, everyone else followed suit, and everyone was in their birthday suits, splashing around, just having some fun times. Wow. Oh yes, I forgot to add. There are cameras all over the swimming pool area. So either we were making the security guards very happy, or they weren't looking. I was getting a little scared, so I demanded everyone put their swimmies back on, and we all went to the Sauna. Then we went back upstairs to bed. (at 6:30 AM). Woah. Adena had to wake up early, so I set my alarm, and got her up, then everyone else basically woke up whenever. All but Monica left, and Monica and I just had some fun times for all. It was very exciting. Now, i am home alone. For the rest of the weekend. Something should go down in my apartment. Most Def.

Thursday, August 14, 2003

PHIL CALLED ME! It's about time! Yaay!

from Cristina's blog, but I added a couple lines to the end.

Natural Highs

Falling in love. Having your 2:00 class cancelled on a beautiful day. Laughing so hard your face hurts. Agreat idea. A hot shower. A hug. A special glance. Clean sheets. getting mail. Love. Falling asleep in the sun on a cool day. Taking a drive on a pretty road. Going out to dinner. Going dancing! Lying in bed listening to the rain outside. Walking out of your last final. A vanilla milkshake. Mint chocolate chip ice cream. A long distance phone call. Birthday cakes. Going to the movies. Clean laundry. Not having an 8:00 class. A bubble bath. Giggling. Holding someone you love in front of a fireplace. Being in love. Whitewater rafting. A ski trip. Rollercoasters. Spring break. Chocolate chip cookies. A care package. Sliding down a waterslide. Sledding down during a fresh snowfall. Hearing a song that reminds you of someone you love. Feelin the wind on your face. Going fast on a boat. Watching a beautiful sunset. Huggin someone you love. Being yourself. A clear day at the beach. Pay day. An unexpected present. A surprise visit from a friend. Fresh flowers. A wink. Finding quarters for your laundry. Eating. Laughing at yourself. Watching a candle burn. Midnight phone calls that last for hours. Driving in the rain. Walking barefoot in the sand. Scoring a goal in a game. Singing cheesy songs with your friends. Marshmallows over a campfire. Crying in the rain. Camping in the mountains. Watching the sun rise. Walking barefoot in wet grass. Taking off high heels. Running through the sprinklers. Building a fire on the beach with your friends. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. Having someone tell you that you are beautiful. Gettin all hot and sweaty and then diving into a cold mountain lake. Listening to the sound of waves crashing on a beach. Blowing bubbles. Catching a snowflake on your tongue. Screaming in the middle of a field at the top of your lungs. Receiving a standing ovation. Lemonade on a summer afternoon. The anticipation of a first kiss. Watching the first snowball fight of the year. Hearing a good joke. Best friends. Immersing yourself in laundry that just came out of the dryer. Laying in the grass on a cool spring day watching the clouds roll by. Climbing a tree. Playing soccer with your buds on a sunny afternoon. Knowing what the inside joke is. Watching dolphins and whales swim in the water or watching birds flying thru the sky. A massage from someone you love. Spending the whole night laughing and eating chocolate chip cookies with your best friends. LIFE! Staying up all night and going to breafast early in the mornin then takin a NAP. Rainbows. Waking up to snow. Kisses. Having your favorite song come on the radio. Shooting stars. The first flower in spring. Hot chocolate after an icy day. Singing. Having a terrible day and looking across the room and seeing the best looking guy smiling at you! Going on Shopping sprees. Watching fireworks. Having someone compliment your smile. Painting your room. Making a scrapbook. Enjoying the room you just cleaned. Holding hands in a movie theater. Finishing a really good book. Getting a new job. Vacations. Receiving a boquet of flowers. Reminicessing. Make overs. Steam rooms. The hot guy next to you smelling REALLY good.

let's see if I can actually do it... No carbonated drinks. I am trying to look hot(ter than I am now).

Just got back from seeing Seabiscuit with Jason. It wasn't bad at all. I was quite long. Remember how long it took me to get over him? A LONG ass time. Of course, there's still that crush, but it's not nearly as big as it used to be. I was a damn nutcase. Glad that's over. Haha. I'm speaking too soon, I already know it. I did notice one thing. Every time we have gone out, he's extremely tired. Now either he's a GREAT actor, or he calls me when he's tired. Haha. Nah, I'm just kidding. That movie was draining. Phil hasn't called me back. Eddie called though. I returned, and am waiting for him to call me back. Allright. Time to hang with the roomies!

Wednesday, August 13, 2003

Well that tomorrow for Jason, just turned into tonight

You represent... happiness.
You represent... happiness.
Boy, are you full of cheer or what...? You have a
sunny disposition and enjoy trying to spread
your happiness. You have a tendency to be a
little hyper, but you have the ability to make
your own fun no matter what.


What feeling do you represent?
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Moises, Rohan and I just finished working out. It was great. They are so extremely gay. The don't know how to lift weights, or throw a football, or swim! It was HILARIOUS! Now we can all be hotties (well in my case, I can be even HOTTER). It was fun times for all. Jason called me today. We're going to (hopefully) hang out tomorrow. I haven't really told him this, but I shall sometime today. I was just reading Rich's blog, and he's right. Every post I make is about another guy. It's quite crazy. This is my philosophy. I am going to try to meet all the possible people I can, and make connections (no not sexual ones). I just want to see if there's chemistry. Which there is with alot of people. But some people are better friends than anything. I have to get to KNOW someone before I dump too many feelings into them. Yes. I want a relationship, but I can't just start one without knowing them. Ya know? Yes, alot of the guys I want there to be something with are hot, but based on previous expierence, nothing ever comes from these things but friendships. Ya know what? I'm TOTALLY okay with that. So all this talk is only about to get to knowing these people better. That's the way I work. Sorry if it's not kosher with everyone, but hey.

(by the way, if you haven't noticed, I've learned to post pictures on my blog!)

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This is Professor Lupin in the new Harry Potter movie. He's not bad Lookin' David Thewlis

what I wrote in Rohan's dance class (on my new pad of paper)

so I'm here at Rohan's dance/tap/jazz class, (he was right, there are no hot guys) and his teacher MADE me participate. I haven't tep danced since I was 6. I remembered some (meaning 2) things -shuffle step, and a ball change- His teacher really liked me, and offered me free lessons. Tap 1, 2, and 3. A sixteen week course, and a 210 dollar value. I don't know if I'm gonna do it, but it is FREE, and I don't think I should pass up a free tap clas. She's giving me a crash course in tap one, so I can do the performance on Sept 6th. I don't know. What I DO know is I am prolly missing tons o' calls. I'll be home in an hour, so it'll be all good. Yaay. My feet hurt though. The shoes she gave me are a tad small. Okay. Really small.

Well, now that I am back at home, and after Queer Eye and Boy Meets Boy, I have realized my roommates don't know how to take messages. This is what I got when I walked in: OH yeah, some guys called. and your mom. One of the boys sounded really gay. So I ask. Do you remember any names? They reply.. No.

WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT?! SHIT! Tomorrow I am going to go through the caller ID and call everyone.

Goodnight

Tuesday, August 12, 2003

What a day, what a day. Rohan and I have some issues. Well, maybe just me. So we went shopping, Well he went shopping and I just tagged along. We went to Old Navy. Rohan got some pants and a shirt. Real Cheap. 2 pairs of pants and a shirt. Not bad at all! Then we went to Marshall Fields. The plan was to see if David was working. Of course, I didn't think he'd be at work, but he was! (good thing I looked good today). He met Rohan (that means if he wasn't out at work, he is now) and we talked for a couple of minutes. Then Ro and I looked around Marshall Fields. THEN we didn't have anything to do, so we went to The Symphony Store (which is where Phil (heartthrob)) works. We spent waay too much time in there, of course, but we talked to Phil for a long while. I got a little notebook thing. Only because I wanted to ask for his number, and I'd have something to write it down with. Well, I did get to use it, but not for his number. Here's how:

So we found out that Phil is going to the show on Wednesday or Thursday night. Rohan said not to go Wednesday, so Phil said he'd go Thursday. I told him that I'd see him there. Then we talked some more, I knocked over a whole pile of CD's, we picked them up. We talked some more. Then we finally decided to go, and Rohan told me to give him my number (I wrote my number on my brand new paper that I just got). So we spent 30 minutes outside of the Symphony Store contemplating on how I'd give him my number. Every time I would walk in, he would be helping someone or something. So finally, I went in for the kill. Walked in. Phil says "Back so soon?" I say "Just can't get enough of you.. er.. this store" he chuckled. Then I said, "hey, if you wanna go to the show Thursday, gimme a call". He said "will do" and then I said bye and we parted.

CRAAAZY! Wyat Earpman!

1. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR KITCHEN PLATES? White, with black stripes
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? Under the Banner of Heaven (jon Krackhouer or however you spell his name)
3. WHAT PICTURE IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Mine
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOARD GAME? I would say Candy Land, but I always lose. Chutes and Ladders rocks, and Cranium. Oh yes, and Trivial Persuit.
5. FAVORITE MAGAZINE? Gentleman's Quarterly.
6. FAVORITE SMELL? Fresh Newspaper, or RIIIIGGHT before it rains.
7. LEAST FAVORITE SMELL? Puke.
8. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? How weird my dreams were.
9. FAVORITE COLOR? Chartreusse
10. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR? I'm not too sure
11. HOW MANY RINGS BEFORE YOU ANSWER THE PHONE? Most of the time, 2.
12. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME? Tristian Alexander, and Kyan Spencer
13. WHAT IS MOST IMPORTANT IN LIFE? cereal
14. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? chocolate
15. DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST? I don't really drive much, but I love it when other people drive fast
16. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL? When I'm sad
17. STORMS - COOL OR SCARY? Cooly Scary
18. WHAT TYPE WAS YOUR FIRST CAR? Never had one I could call 'mine'
19. IF YOU COULD MEET ONE PERSON DEAD OR ALIVE WHO WOULD IT BE? myself 10 years from now, so I could see what I'll be so I can change it
20. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? JOSE!!
21. WHAT IS YOUR SIGN &YOUR BIRTHDAY? Cancer July 12
22. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI? Only when I eat Broccoli, which I really like
23. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB WHAT WOULD IT BE? The one where you make money and don't do anything and give it to homeless people
24. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY COLOR HAIR, WHAT WOULD IT BE? I've had many colors, and black suits me
25. IS THE GLASS HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY? What's in the glass?
26. FAVORITE MOVIE? At the time, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
27. DO YOU TYPE WITH YOUR FINGERS ON THE RIGHT KEYS? yup (and I do wish I was Jake. haha).
28. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED? Movie posters that I'm contemplating on hanging up in my apartment, but I don't want to look tacky, so I think I'm just going to paint..
29. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? Three (it's a magic number)
30. FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH? Boys Soccer.
31. WHAT IS YOUR SINGLE BIGGEST FEAR? Fear Not, my child.
32. SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU! Only one nice thing?
33. PERSON MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? whoever reads and posts
34. PERSON YOU SENT THIS TO WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? ???
35. FAVORITE CD? The ones I make. India Arie.
36. FAVORITE TV SHOWS? Real World, Dan Abrams, Fab 5, Six Feet Under
38. HAMBURGERS OR HOT-DOGS? Hot Dogs.
39. FAVORITE SOFT DRINK? Vaniller Coke. Or Root Beer
40. THE BEST PLACE YOU HAVE EVER BEEN? (so far) New York
41. WHAT SCREEN SAVER IS ON YOUR COMPUTER RIGHT NOW? nada
42. BURGER KING OR MC DONALDS? I try to avoid fast food
43. FAVORITE MOVIE QUOTE? "We are the Music Makers, and we are the dreamers of the dreams" (well it's from Willy Wonka, so I picked that one. Popped up in my head first)

I had a great night tonight. Well a great day in general, minus the rain. I had my interview at Apple. I think it went fairly well. I mean I followed all my rules, and made a good impression, so I hope I get called back for a second interview. Rohan came over, then he and I went out to Piece to see Jake play. Eddie met us there. Valerie couldn't make it, but we had fun anyways. I met Eddie's friend Donna, who rocks. We are all over here now, playing video games, and swimming. Jake was awesome tonight, and looked purty good. (My friends decided they all want to have sex with him, and that's on a serious note. What can I say, there's a certain sex appeal... I don't want to have sex with him, I just kinda want to make out. Okay, let's be serious I want to jump his bones. He's not any of their "type" but they all want him. Maybe I should take up trumpet.) AND our pizza was put on the band's tab! That was incredibly nice. I owe him one. I also met Jake's friend Briget, and Mason. Turns out Rohan knows both of them. Look at this.

Jake knows Briget and Mason
I know Jake and Rohan
Rohan met Briget through Mason
Mason knows Briget and Jake
Mason dated Dan (which is how Rohan met Mason and Briget (I wasn't there that night))
I know Dan (as does Rohan, Donna, and Eddie) he's like one of my bf's in Chicago

That's the Mason that Dan used to talk about.

Small world. (I hate that saying, because I think the world is HUGE)

Fun times for all. Jake's coming to the show on Saturday, so he thinks, or that's the semi plan if he's not doing anything. I'm inviting him to the cast party afterwards, hopefully he can come. Fun times will be had.

Just off the phone Maya. We need some accountability. More on that later.

Monday, August 11, 2003

My dignified ho-rating is: 11.250. That makes me 12.7% ho!. How about you?

Well, considering my "sex partners" aren't really sex partners, then... yeah. AND I've never had a b/f so I've never cheated. Soo. there.

Just got back from M's aunt's house. It was fun. We stayed a little too long, but it's all good, it was all fun times. I have my interview in less than 12 hours. I should get to sleep. Fun times. Rich said he was going to stop smoking! That's a good thing. It's bad to smoke. I'm talking to Hudson now, and he's staying up all night for his exam on Tuesday. Crazy! He is a busy bee. Always doing something. Man, he's got to slow down. He's like Superman, and on top of everything, every guy on the face of the planet either wants to be him, or wants him. It's just crazy all the stuff he does. I have to admit, it's beyond impressive. Anyways, that's 'bout it. I'm gonna get some sleep.

Oh yes, Sarah was telling me that at Guess they have 150 hours to fill, so if I don't get the job at Apple, then Guess is open. I mean I have 4 years retail experience, and Sarah's name, and I have fashion sense. Hopefully I won't have to go to Guess, but hey, I do need a job.

Sunday, August 10, 2003

Just got back from Market Days. Ben's friends from his HS, Ben and I all went. Oh my gosh. We had some FUN TIMES. I do mean FUN. They all rawck. With a Capital ROCK. They should love here in Chicago, because they would be a great asset to my circle of friends. I called Jake, but he couldn't make it out there. I met Rich and his friends, and although I didn't get to have an in depth conversation with them, they seem like cool people. I got some sun. OKay some sun isn't the word. I got some SUN. I'm not like Tony status (gibby gibbs) but you can tell I've been in the sun. It was soo awesome though. a few people got my numbers (how, I don't know.. Ben) I saw Phil, and some About Facers too! yaay! I bought a subscription to Instinct, and I got a FREE issue! I also got some boxers from Steamworks, and a T-shirt (all free) a bandanna (from the Satelite Radio Booth, with the hot guy whom Ben gave my number to). I wish I had money, I would have bought some stuff. Amen for that. We Danced, and fun times, and walked, talked, and just had a BLAST. Wow. What a great day to spend a Sunday afternoon. We are about to go to Melinda's Aunt's house to get some Bar-be-Que. Then I'll be here for the duration of the evening, most likely. Wow.

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Had a really great night. I realized how much I missed my About Facers. Moises and I really bonded tongiht. We're gonna hook up this week, and work out, so we can look good for all the boys. Haha. Really though, the show was INCREDIBLE. I went with Rich, and Valerie, Jackson, and her two friends met us there. We then went next door to a party being held for About Facers and their sponsors. It was just great. Awesome desserts.
After that, we drove to Adam's house, where there was a little Saturday night get together. All the people in the show spent the night (well the majority of them) but I couldn't do that, because I didn't want to, and I wanted to sleep in my own apartment. I met a guy named Phil, who works at the Symphony Store. Hot. Not just him, but his job. Haha. I made a funny. Then I rode the L home, and it was totally and utterly disgusting. There were bugs ALL over, and I felt itchy, and nasty, and just EWW! So as soon as I got home, I took a shower. There were about 14 people in my house. 5 of them went home. That leaves 9 people here. Yes, I only know three of them (not including my roomates.) Then I get online to check-a-my-email. Then I see that Rich has left a message for me to call him. He said it was very important. I called him, and guess what it was about? My blog. I'm not mad or anything, but golly gee willikers. Can't people get the message? This is MY blog and I write whatever I'm feeling at the time. it doesn't mean something is more important than something else, or blah. whatever. I won't explain it aymore. As Alanna says "if you're going to complain, don't read it" I mean he said that I wrote like a little blurb about him, and then a "long dissertation" about the guy at the Apple Store. Yes. I did have an AWESOME time with him in Joilet, but I just wasn't in the mood to write about it, ya know? I mean yes, it was more than "good fun", but I was hungry. And you can't take everything I say in here personally. I mean come on. Like I said earlier (August 6 11:07PM) , and I quote:

"Bridgette Jones: "I didn't mean it.. well, I did, at the time, but it's not true now, it was.. .. It's.. ..just a diary anyways. Who actually pays attention to those things anyway?"

My thoughts exactly. :)"


So, I'm here typing this entry at 5 in the morning, sitting next to Ben, my roommate, and we have NOWHERE to sleep. We're talking about my blog and the crazy people that read it. We're prolly more tired than any other people asleep, but we're the ones who are awake, because we're too nice, and everyone is in our beds, and on the floors, and golly, they are just everywhere! I think we may just go the bathroom and sleep in the tub. We are lauging our hiney's off!

OH YES THE APPLE STORE CALLED ME BACK FOR AN INTERVIEW! MONDAY AT 1:30. OH GOSH, I'M LIKE ALMOST NERVOUS! BUT NOW I AM GOING TO BED. OR SOMETHING. I HAVE TO GO TO MARKET DAYS IN THE MORNING. GOLLY FRIGGIN GEE...

Saturday, August 09, 2003

i totally forgot to write about my Apple experience.

I'm at the Apple store on North Michigan Ave. you know, to look around, apply for a job, and of course, scope out the area (meaning guys). I walked in to the beautimus, clean, store with all the Apple workers wearing Orange T-shirts. Not really my color, but I look good in almost any color, so I know I can pull Orange off.
So I walk in, ask for the hiring manager, and the really nice lady gave me an application, and told me to bring it back with a Resume, if I wanted. Yes, I have one, but it was at home, and it was Friday, and you're not supposed to apply for jobs on the weekends, so I just pray that my application, neat handwriting, dashing good looks, and smile gets me an interview. I'm comfortable in interviews. That's all I need. If I have an interview, I can land a job. Find common ground (outside of the job). That's the number one policy.
I fill out the application, and I go back to the store to turn it in (that's another thing I'm good about, returning applications, so my face is nice and fresh, and they see me twice in one day (usually within the course of 2 hours). In this case, it was about an hour, because I did a tad of looking around at Water Tower. I go back, ask for the hiring manager, her name is Amy, walked around, talked to the co-workers (that's another thing I always try to do. Be interested in the merchandise, and the workers) talked to Amy, shook her hand, retained eye-contact, and she said that I'll get a call next week if she likes me (which I HOPE and PRAY she does) Don't worry, I'll be calling her Wednesday or Thursday about the job.
To the (other) point of the story. At the door, the store has 2 greeters. The one who helped me out the first time was real nice, and yaay fun times. THE OTHER ONE... we made a bit of eye contact on my way in the first time, but not much. My second time in though. woah. we had a little talkie. Not about anything in particular, basically about "so you've applied here"? I say "why yes" and he said "Allright Mate! Hope to see you soon! (with a wink)" I was like "same to you". Specks of guy whose name I have no clue:
approx. 6'2.
Light eyes (a blue-green)
a tad of facial hair (which looked hot)
light brown hair
B-E-A-UUUUUUUTIFUL smile
Orange Shirt (like the other workers)
Oval shaped face, long, and lean
REAL nice jawline
B-E-A-UUUUUUUTIFUL smile
oh yes, and the clincher.
An Accent.
Australian.
or New Zealand, I don't know the difference, yet, but by golly I sure will!

I'm going back to Apple today.

I just spent the night in Joliet. Craziness. All in good fun though.
I have 2 tickets to "Up Until Now" the About face show. I gotta find someone to go with.
I'm hungry.
I am poor. Well duh
I should shower.

What am I gonna do today?
I'll call Rohan. We'll swim or something.

Thursday, August 07, 2003

I'm all settled in (for the most part)
Apartment Rocks. A tad smaller than I thought, but it's still hotness.
I was SOO tired.
I'm about to go out with Rob, then Eddie and Scottie Boy.
Maybe we'll go to the Royal tonight.
or whatev.

I am going to be broke in Chi-Town.
and that is not a joke.
Haha Even I crack myself up (I may be the only one)

Wednesday, August 06, 2003

All my bags are packed, (well almost at least)
I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door (well not really, because no one's door to stand outside of)
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye (so I won't)

But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn (Amen to that, and I'm tired as hell)
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn (well my mom's taking me, but that's a different song)
Already I'm so lonesome I could die (Ain't that the truth)

So kiss me and smile for me (or you can just skiip the smille)
Tell me that you'll wait for me (ha wish I had someone to wait)
Hold me like you'll never let me go (that too)

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go (but I hate to stay at the same time)

I'm...

There's so many times I've let you down (you've let me down too so you're not off the hook)
So many times I've played around (no one to play around with)
I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing (well except that one time.. it was REALLY HOT)

Every place I go, I think of you (minus the 'you')
Every song I sing, I sing for you (ditto)
When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring (please)

So kiss me and smile for me (the kiss was bad last time, so how about just the smile)
Tell me that you'll wait for me (you don't have to tell me, i already know)
Hold me like you'll never let me go (not to hard, I'm claustrophobic)

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I don't know when I'll be back again (hopefully sooner than later)
Oh, babe, I hate to go (but I hate to stay)

Now the time has come to leave you
One more time, oh, let me kiss you (enough with the kissing)
And close your eyes and I'll be on my way (don't cry for me Argentina)

Dream about the days to come (or cum)
When I won't have to leave alone (I still dream about those)
About the times that I won't have to say... (I try not to stay in one place for too long)

Oh, kiss me and smile for me (don't smile this time either, you should keep your mouth closed)
Tell me that you'll wait for me (or don't, because I don't think I'll be waiting for you)
Hold me like you'll never let me go (

this song is really boring and mushy. It was fun, until I ran out of things to say after each line. but hey. I'm leaving, on a jet plane. I wish I did have someone to sing this to though.. awww. but hey, I gotta enjoy my single, virgin, life.

Yeah, so I leave in 6 hours and 15 minutes. Well my flight does. I have to be at the airport before that.

I had some really scary dreams last night. I hope they don't come true, or it's a really high possibility that I'll fall over and die. Right there. They weren't like monster scary, but like friends scary. Not my NC friends. the ones in Chi-Town. Maybe it's an oman. Haha. If they come true, then I'll just have to move on, won't I? I don't even remember what they are all about, or I'd most def be typing them all out as I speak.

So as it turns out, Jason read my blog yesterday. (whoever finds time just to sit and read my blog.. more power to you, but you've got issues.) Of course he reads the entry(ies) about him. It always strikes me as funny though. I mean it is just a little place to vent. Just like in Bridgette Jones' Diary.

Bridgette Jones: "I didn't mean it.. well, I did, at the time, but it's not true now, it was.. .. It's.. ..just a diary anyways. Who actually pays attention to those things anyway?"

My thoughts exactly. :)

Oh golly gee.
Oh yes, I'm applying at the Apple store. I should work there. Who agrees? I do.

"All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth"

So I try to check my voicemail, and my phone's been cut off!
What the FREAK!?
I have never gotten a bill
or a statement.
and THEY KNOW I changed my address 2 MONTHS ago!
I called them specifically!
I'll take care of this tomorrow.
I am going to bed

Tuesday, August 05, 2003

Funny feeling inside of me:
golly, I wish I could go back to January, and make the most out of actually meeting really cool and awesome people.

Scene: At Maya's House watching Disney Channel. 'Even Stevens' just went to a 'Just So Raven' commercial. MAYA is asleep on the adjacent couch. CRISTINA is asleep on the floor. CHRISTOPHER (in all his splendor and glory) is still watching TV.

CHRISTOPHER

Oh Gosh. Not another damn Raven commerical. I really hate her!
(looks around) sees everyone asleep.

MAYA

and he went boo boo and..

CHRISTOPHER

Maya! Did you say something? Were you asleep?

MAYA

yeah. I woke myself up. I tried to play it off, and pretend no one could hear me

MAYA and CHRISTOPHER begin laughing histerically.

CRISTINA wakes up
CRISTINA

What are ya'll laughing about?!

CHRISTOPHER and MAYA continue laughing.

END.

Ticket is booked. Arrival 9:10AM Thursday Chicago/Midway.

Monday, August 04, 2003

Maya: hold on guess what my mom said
Christeyopgwe: what/
Maya: she said if you let us in the movie theatre she will give you some ramens... my brother & i had to whall out
Christeyopgwe: HAHAHHAHAAH!!!!!!!!!
Maya: THAT is OB TRICE
Christeyopgwe: OB TRICE!
Christeyopgwe: AMEN!
Maya: HAHAHAHA

I wish I had a significant other. Or do I?

Saturday, August 02, 2003

Christopher

is a Giant Squid that emits Ultrasonic Screams and Clouds of Inky Smoke, controls Human Thought, Freezes Solid when Cold, and has Webbed Feet.

Strength: 15 Agility: 13 Intelligence: 12



To see if your Giant Battle Monster can
defeat Christopher, enter your name and choose an attack:

fights Christopher using

Wow.

I Won last night! One Hundred Buckeroos!
plus tip money. $69 dollars.

It was CRAZY! I totally didn't think I would win! All these other queens, and bitches were like decked out. But, obvioously they sucked compared to me. Haha. No, i don't want to be mean. I'm officially "Miss August" that's funny! golly gee Alanna rocks with the makeup. Christie is awesome, and so is her roomate Sasha. Everyone rocks. My mom cried. haha. I got hit on (for the first time ever) too bad I looked like a woman. I get hit on as a woman, by gay guys. talk about weird.

I shared my happiness with Jake. It was quite exciting! he thought I was his mom at first, because he was at a party, and wasn't supposed to be. Ohh. I loooove those bad boys. No one else answered their phoney's, so I just told Jake everything.

I went to bed at 5AM
only to go to work at 8
then to Madstone at 1.
I'm still at the Madhouse, until about 8PM
I'm trying to leave early.

I itch like HELL.
I am never doing this again.
ever.
Shit.
I mean it was fun, but this itching mess doesn't fly with me.
not kosher.