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Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008
11:30 am	I had a pretty good weekend. This Friday was my friend Clarise's housewarming party and I knew I had to show up so that her house could be warmed properly. I arrived fairly early, but late enough so that some other people were already there. Clarise and I played a round of beer pong (liquor pong for me). I got 4 cups and Clarise got 1, but we both kept missing the final cup...and then we ended up losing the game. Then I was put in charge of running a game of kings, so we played with my MSM rules (which have the only difference that instead of 8 "pick a mate" its 8 "you're great" and the last person to tell the person who pulled an 8 that "they're great" loses). I ended up losing a lot of the never have I evers with one of Clarise's roommates...mostly for having both done gay things. Later on I made friends with a lot of the people there...played another round of beer pong with Clarise and this time missed all of my shots. Around the end of the party, Clarise's roommate and I were on a team for flip cup vs these two guys. Her roommate was horrible at the game, but she cheated very well. I'm pretty competitive at flip cup, so all I cared about was getting the win. Then all of a sudden the girl I was playing with started making out with me. I stopped her and was like "you know that I'm gay and this does nothing for me, right?" She was like "yeah of course," and then grabbed my face again, so I went with it. I blame Katy Perry...only I kissed a girl and was fairly blasé about it. I'm told that it makes for a less catchy tune. As the party ended, I went upstairs and snuggled in bed with Clarise. She's kind of a bed hog and she knows it and loves it. Saturday morning we were woken up at 9 by Clarise's "way too bubbly for 9 when we all went to bed at 4 or 5" roommate. Clarise and I were still a little drunk, but we grabbed a bagel and were fine after that. Later that day, I went to DC to meet up with Irina for her company party at the Nationals vs Orioles game. There was soooo much food at the party, and so I pigged out during times when Irina was mingling. At first I thought that the Nationals were called the Senators...I'm glad I found out that I was wrong before I got to the ball park. The game started good for a baseball game. Both teams were scoring runs...but then the Orioles pulled away with a massive lead over the Nationals. I'm not that big of a fan of baseball...it’s not like soccer where all the guys are super hott and the game is always full of action. Instead, it starts and stops and once one team gains a substantial lead the game is basically over. Irina and I watched some talk soup on her itouch and then headed home during the 7th inning stretch. It was basically the straightest weekend of my life. Current Mood: good Current Music: Toy Soldier - Britney Spears (Comment on this)
Friday, June 27th, 2008
10:40 am	So this past friday I was planning on staying home and relaxing because I've been so tired lately. I was going to just chillax and then go to bed early and sleep in and it was going to be amazing. Then Smallies called me and used her powers of peer pressure to convince me that instead of relaxing I should go out to the bar/club with her and a few other people. After I figured out where in baltimore I was going to be driving, I jumped in my old hoopty of a car and took off for Smallies and fun. Around the time I hit 695, my car stopped accelerating. I could keep it at 50mph, but it wouldn't go any higher and it was making a lot of sad noises. I started pulling over from the left lane to get to the shoulder and as I did the "battery" "check oil" and "disaster" lights all came on at the same time...meanwhile a maple syrup smelling smoke came out of the hood of the car. Apparently I really was supposed to stay home and relax after all. Luckily I made it to the shoulder before my car completely stopped working/lost all of its momentum. I called triple A and a tow truck came pretty quickly (since I was in a highly dangerous spot on the highway). The tow truck drivers were this delightful husband and wife team and I chatted them up the whole ride home...telling stories and making them laugh...etc. The next morning I found out that my 1987 Honda Accord had died. Even though she was leaky and malfunctioning, I wasn't quite prepared for her passing. I thought she would end up picking herself up like she always did...brushing off the dirt and running as well as she could. This meant that I would have to go out and buy myself a semi-new car. Yesterday I went to a few dealerships and finally decided that X-tina's replacement would be a deep blue 2004 chevy malibu. Yes, I picked the car mostly because it was the right color, right price, and I love the name malibu. Also, my parents (who went with me on the purchase) approved of the quality and the mileage and blah blah blah...its pretty and drives smoothly and that's what matters most. I've named her "mama aquino" in honor of this joke I have with my friend clarise. One time she held up a shirt that said "STFU" and she was like, "you know what scott? STFU." So I reached for the nearest article of clothing with wording on it and I was like, "You know what clarise? MALIBU." After being told that malibu doesn't mean anything, I corrected her by explaining that it means "Mama Aquino Licks Icy BUttox." And that is the story of how clarise got served and one of the reasons I bought a chevy malibu...because its pretty and helps along an inside joke and its pretty. Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: Kissed a Girl - Katy Perry (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 18th, 2008
10:37 am	So I've decided that I'm doing much better in most regards. I feel like I'm getting a lot stronger and I'm having more good days than sad/introspective days. All I really need is to be kept busy so that I'm not thinking about anything. When I'm with people, I'm good...its when I spend the day alone that I run the risk of triggers more. This friday, mary came over and we had a mean girls "party" with the two of us. We made anything mean girls related...we had hot dogs "made out with a hot dog...that was one time!", cheese fries..."screw this, I'm just having cheese fries", awesome jello shooters, "did you have fun at your awesome party, having awesome shooters", peppermint shots "your face smells like peppermint", cosmos "happy hour", we also had some bread "I'm on an all carb diet"...and no taco bell "I can't eat taco bell, I'm on an all carb diet! G-- Karen you're so stupid!" So yeah, it was pretty awesome. We watched Mean Girls and Dirty Love and then walked around my neighborhood. After all that food I don't know why my pants kept falling off...but they did. And I was just like oh well, I have cute underwear on. Then we watched the waitress and passed out. All are quality movies...although the waitress made me want pie. Mary also got me candy cigarettes...that's why she's such a good friend. I made a comment once about how I had never had candy cigs because my mom didn't want me getting addicted to real cigs, but I had always wanted to try the candy ones. Then she busts out the candy ones. A-mazing. Saturday mary and I tried to go to pride but we were foiled by heat and a lack of knowledge of where to go. We wandered around p street for awhile, but it was so earily quiet and I was like...lets bounce and go hit the museums. So we went to american history but it was closed, so we stalked some guys with brit accents and then went to natural history. The problem with natural history for me is that I've been to that museum so much that I know most of the exibits too well. Mary's also been there a lot and they took out a lot of the cultural exibits so instead of looking at the exibits we played games with the people. We played "spot the worst outfit," "spot the crocs," and "spot the fanny pack." Mary won finding the most tragic outfit contest, but I saw a sad little girl wearing crocs first. Mary is the fanny pack finding queen so that was no contest. Then we went to the museum of fine art because I've only been once on a school trip a long time ago and mary's never been before. I loved seeing all the paintings. At first I thought that some of them may have been fakes when I saw the Van Gogh exhibit, but then I remembered that they were there on loan. I loved seeing the texture in his paintings because that was something that I never knew about his works. I loved all the monet's and most of the french painters in general. Then we went to look at the italian paintings, which were actually kind of boring as most of the exhibits were taken from old churches and had old looking baby Jesus in them. So creepy. Then it was time for me to ride the metro back with mary and then returning to dc in order to meet up with Irina for her own party celebration. That's when I was on the metro with all these other gay guys and their boyfriends going to pride. I started getting a little down after seeing all the guys and happy couples because once again I was missing pride and I knew that joe was probably going to be there with zach and I don't like that they get to be happy. Like this weekend I can't go to baltimore pride because they'll be with my friends and it would be too awkward for me to see them together and drunk and all over eachother. ew. Then I walked in the rain until I found Irina and her little party. We ate and went on a boat, but I was kind of down...I tried to cover it up but she could tell something was wrong at dinner. After the storm cleared up I started to feel better or at least put on a better show of being better. Sunday I was also feeling a bit down and so I made myself my version of an ice cream sundae...but since I don't like sweets it was an all out nacho platter. I piled a plate with corn chips and then sliced up some cheddar cheese. Next I added garlic and chive cream cheese. Then I found some chilli meat and some chopped tomatoes and hot peppers. I nuked it and it was basically amazing. I ate the whole thing and it was incredible. So much meat and cheese and spice is good for my soul. On monday I got a surprise in my facebook inbox. The first guy I ever kissed had messaged me and we've been talking back and forth. Its random because I didn't know he knew my name and it was kind of an ego boost that after a few years he still thought about me. All we did was kiss and dance so I was like whoa. I needed that. It majorly picked me up. Maybe he can be my new gay friend (because I'm really not looking for anything else right now). Also I've been in a wedding mood lately. When a song comes on my ipod about romance or whatever...my mind starts swirling and I picture this amazing wedding scene. Its amazing. I'm pretty bored at work which is when this happens. I know I would have groom's maids because I don't have enough guy friends to have groomsmen. I know that my sister and my cousin would be two of the girls and then I wouldn't know who else to pick because I have a lot of girls who could fill the other positions. Right now I'm looking at potentially 7 girls up on the stage as my grooms maids (and picking the maid of honor is going to be horrible). I may have a competition if I need to narrow down the field or to pick the best. (Like maid of honor olympics....including wedding related competitions...yeah...I've thought this through). Last night I hung out with Chris and I had a lot of fun. I keep forgetting that currently my tap water comes straight from mexico...but luckily chris remembered so we ate where the water wasn't toxic. Later we played super smash bros brawl which was awesome because I haven't played in awhile. I'm pretty sure that chris is way better at the game than I am because after he warmed up he was totally kicking my ass...it was great! Actually, considering that the computer won one round, I'd say we both kind of sucked. During the game I kept calling him joe though which was embarassing, but I know why it was happening. When joe and I first broke up I played the wii and super smash bros non-stop to make sure that I wouldn't think about joe. It was the only way I could be at home and not be crying or thinking or anything. Now apparently I associate the game with joe because I used it so much to get my mind to stop working. After the first time joe and I broke up, I also used super smash bros to not think and when I played against my sister, I called her joe too. I need to unassociate him with the game now because I don't want to think about him but I still enjoy the game. I think I'll stop associating the two soon...I just need to play more for fun and not for therapy. All in all though, I'm doing a lot better. I can feel positivity coming back into my life. I just need to get my hair cut and I'm thinking of having it dyed black. I kind of want it a new color and I think black would go nicely with my blue eyes and pale skin. Or I might just get it cut and save the money for text books and nursing school applications. Omg, my hair is so long...my curls are coming back. Current Mood: content Current Music: Too Lost In You - Sugababes (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 11th, 2008
10:34 am	I have quelled my violent rage. I feel like lately I've been something like a snarling Chihuahua. Angry but not really something that's going to cause much damage. Yesterday I de-friended joe, jen and zach on facebook and myspace. I've never had to do that before and I had to call my friend ashley to figure out how to do it. I sent joe and jen a message before defriending them basically explaining that seeing their ménage a trois was just too unhealthy for me. Jen's was pretty straight forward and joe's was more personal. Joe wrote an angry email back telling me how jen should be left out of this because she has nothing to do with the whole situation. I don't buy that for a minute. Jen helped the cheating to happen. I trusted her when she asked joe out to the club with her and zach. She helped to get them together. She provided a room for them to fool around in and she didn't bother to tell me about anything when I called her later about it. If she wants to call me and explain truthfully what happened, I'll listen. Even if we do become friends again I could never really trust her again. Anyways, Joe kept emailing me and I was like, look I will only accept any apology in person because you're clearly a liar. So he ended up coming over. Before he arrived I made sure that I looked hot and I straightened up the house a bit. I wanted him to come inside because I wanted to yell at him/less witnesses. We ended up meeting up outside and I pretty much let him have it. He was going to apologize right away, but that's not what I wanted. If he apologized, I wanted him to mean it and the only way I would be sure it was a real apology would be by tearing him a new one first. I pushed every button and said everything I wanted to say. Sometimes he would try to defend something or say something he thought would hurt me, but by now he couldn't touch me. I was ready for him. Everything he said, I had something ready to say back. He had nothing because I really didn't do anything wrong. He surprised me by apologizing but I'll still never know if it is an honest apology. I'll forgive him some day, but it's all just really fucked up. I still find myself having trust issues with people right now. I've never felt this jerry springer in my life. I definitely have to take a break from men for awhile while I heal. I've been so upset lately that anything I eat passes right through me. Nights are especially hard because I tend to toss and turn a lot. I wish that something would put me to sleep easy like music or rain or something. Writing has been calming my nerves which is why I'm going to try to keep doing it. I just need to keep doing things and build back some good times that are unaffected. This week, tanya and I are gonna chill and then mary and I are having a mean girls movie night. I'm planning on making food from the movie, like cheese fries, minty things, happy hour beverages, hot dogs, lots of carbs...maybe some taco bell. I love that movie..."I can't eat taco bell! I'm on an all carb diet! G-- karen, you're so stupid!" Yeah...I probably know it too well. Then saturday she's coming with me to pride because I've never been to dc pride. I figure that if we get bored we can always do something else in dc. Later that night I'm going on a cruise thing with Irina for her birthday. There will be food and cupcakes. So far I've been doing pretty good in social situations. I held my own last weekend in williamsburg, which was before the shit really hit the fan, but still I did a good job being positive and having real fun. Irina, katie and I finally made it to sonic. When we got there, the manager sent out some guy to tell me that I'm cute. I was all like, sorry...I'm gay. And the kid was like, so is my manager. It didn't occur to me that the manager would be a guy or that I'm so gay that it transcends parking lots and order menu things. It was flattering and we got discounted deserts so it worked out well. Then we went to historic williamsburg and got all colonial. We didn't feel like paying to get the tours and all the access to the old houses, so I made up my own history for the town. Everything was listed as colonial dog/colonial house/colonial school bus/etc. When it got to hot for faux history, we went to the outlets. I ended up getting some new underwear. Then we saw sex and the city...in the city? that movie that all the girls dress up for and is about sex and cities. I hadn't seen the show, but I enjoyed the movie. I feel like I'm a lot like charlotte...personality wise. I totally wanted to take some roses and beat someone with them...probably not the healthiest thought...but it happens. The last day, we went to Busch Gardens and rode all the rides. It was a hot sunday so not a lot of people were there and we didn't have to wait in any lines. It was pretty much a blast and on every rollercoaster I would throw one hand in the air and grip my gucci sunglasses with the other making sure that they were pressed tight on my face. The pictures they took were always nice as it appeared that I was constantly about ready to laser blast someone or something. I screamed like a little girl on the DarKastle ride. I warned irina and katie that I'm no good on scary rides and they didn't believe me. Now they have crushed hands and hearing problems. When we get off I look to see who sat behind us and who I embarrassed myself in front of and see the four butchest lesbians in the park. I was like...awesome...so I was definitely the only one screaming bloody murder. Whatever it was scary. It was 4-D (3-D plus a moving car)...so there were weapons flying at me and I was like "ah! dodge"...there was a snake biting at my face and I was like "ah! biting!"....there was this old woman ghost and she was all up in my face and I was like "ah! wrinkles!" Just kidding on that last one....I was actually screaming and then thinking about how someone needed botox. Ok, so maybe I was like ah! wrinkles...but her skin was practically falling off of her face. So yeah, writing is definitely calming my nerves. I'm feeling much more relaxed by writing things down. Anger and bad feelings are so poisonous to my body. I'm used to running on positivity as my natural fuel source and having anger shuts my body down. It feels good to have it cleanse from my system. Speaking of which, I love how in the movie Pollyanna, she goes around solving problems like people who don't like mondays or don't like music...then she gets quadriplegic and people are all like...why aren't you looking on the brightside? I love it because the people were all so confused like this was something they could fix with positive thoughts...and yet I bet if she did start thinking positively, she would have gotten better. That's just how she rolls. Current Mood: drained Current Music: Closure - Aly and A.J. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 10th, 2008
12:09 am	I'm not doing so well lately with the break-up with joe. My friend kathleen told me that I should start doing what lesbians do and keep a journal, so I'm dusting off this old thing and I'm making an entry to see if it helps at all. Joe and I dated for over a year and during that year I feel like I was a great boyfriend. I honestly do. When we first broke up I felt like I had failed in some way. I blamed myself for our problems because joe always put the blame on me. I was the apologizer in the relationship...whenever something went wrong it was always me who dished out an apology. Finally now that we're broken up, joe the self proclaimed always truthful person admitted that he lied about sleeping with someone else. Then he tried to make it seem as if this guy took advantage of him, but from the details I heard it sounded more like joe was having bad sex and so he changed his mind and the guy got mad. Whatever, it doesn't matter. The break-up really destroyed me. At first I was doing really well, but then I saw pictures of him at the beach with one of my lesbian friends and her best gay guy friend zach. I was like wtf, I don't understand why jen would invite him to the beach less than a week after we broke up. Its so fucked up. I got really upset that one of my friends would pick him over me. The secret beach trip didn't sit well. Then I keep seeing all these comments between zach and joe (on facebook on my news feed, I'm not even stalking...the stalking is done for me). Now less than a month after our break up, joe and zach are dating. Zach...gross zach who is ugly inside and out....who rapes lesbians by getting them drunk and taking advantage of them...who has more wrinkles than some 50 year olds and now has orange skin. Now I have to wonder if they were hooking up when we were still together. I feel like my relationship meant nothing. I feel like all gay guys are such whores and what bothers me more is that I can honestly not think of a thing that zach has that's better than what I have to offer. I have a better personality, I look better, I'm probably smarter...the only thing I can think of is that zach and joe are sluts and I'm not. I'm the type of guy who wants to settle down with someone and have a real relationship. I don't know if I'll ever have that, I thought I had that but now this relationship feels like a lie. Every nice thing he did covered up by all the pieces that I was too naive to see. I feel like a fool. A stupid fool. I want to punch joe and zach in the face. I can't remember ever feeling like I wanted to resort to violence, but I want to in this case. I don't know what to do. Joe and I didn't even have bad sex. I want him to hurt like he hurt me and I'm mad at myself for wanting that because I'm not usually so vindictive. I've been losing weight again too. Ever since joe started acting distant, I've been losing weight...I feel like I'm always eating and I don't gain a pound...I lose pounds. I've lost 1.5 pounds since joe and I broke up. I weigh 130.5 lbs fully dressed. If I drop below 128, I'll be underweight again. I've lost almost 6 pounds this year. I don't understand what I'm doing wrong. I'm eating more than I feel like I should. I was anorexic the year before joe and I dated and now I feel like I'm falling into old habits and I can't even tell. I just feel so betrayed. betrayed by jen for getting joe and zach together and betrayed by joe who I now can't trust anything that he said to me. I don't want to be the crazy ex, which is what I feel like I'm in danger of becoming, but I hate that he treated me so bad. That he would call me fat, that he would insult my facial features, that he would insult my personality. That he cheated and lied to me making me telling me things that would make me think that it was my fault that we were breaking up. Treating me like a bad person and then dating a rapist. I want something bad to happen to him and I shouldn't want that, but I do. I want him to feel the pain of what he's done to me. And yet, if I do run into him...I know that I won't have any anger. I'll say something stupid that lacks punch and is basically as mean as I get. Like "way to be not a slut"...ooooh good burn scott...yeah, really hits him hard. I don't want joe back, but I don't understand how someone who says that they still love you could choose to date someone who is in your group of friends. I ran out of love for him already and now I'm starting to hate him. I don't know. I don't know what to do. I feel lost. I go out with friends and I have a great time and I laugh and I have fun...and then I come home and I see something new. A new nail. I feel like I was such a good boyfriend...I was good and honest and caring. and I really was. I feel like he took and I gave. Now I don't know if I have anything left. I don't think this has helped. I don't feel like I'm very good at writing down how I feel. I can only capture one feeling at a time and in such a choppy manner...I either come off as crazy or pathetic and totally jilted. In a way, I guess I'm all three. I've just never had a break-up with so much disrespect in my face and one that is going to stay in my face. Since joe is now going to be in my group of friends. Thing after thing...building and building...all right in my face. Paraded in front of me. I want to be strong and maybe that's why I haven't cried. I'm ready to find someone new, but I'm scared that every guy I meet will be out for hook-ups. I don't want to hook up anymore...I'm not looking for a relationship because that's something that has to grow as you get to know someone. I'm fine with getting to know new people. I want to be able to move on...I just don't want to have to slut it up to do it. I'm just tired of all the bull. At least I know that I have some real friends...and this allowed me to find out who's not really my friend after all. Being angry wears me out. I'm not used to it...I hope my body forces the angry feelings out soon. I'm just tired of being involved in a drama that I have no control over. Maybe this did help. I don't want to punch anyone in the face right now. I still want something bad to happen. I hope joe gets kicked out of town for drinking every time he goes from now on. That would make me happy. And maybe if like some mud and trash splashed on him so that inside matches outside. Current Mood: disappointed Current Music: Sweetbox - Human Sacrifice (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, February 2nd, 2007
11:19 pm	So, this weekend I went out with Irina to cafe citron for her kings cake party. She got the baby jesus in her cake the week before, so this week she was throwing the party and I was invited and since I love Irina to death I came. It was right after work and I was almost falling asleep on the metro, but when I got there I had one drink and I was perky as ever (I think it was the atmosphere and not the drink). Since I was coming from work, I was a little late and Irina was already dancing on the table so a lot of the night I made sure to watch after her (which also acted to keep me from getting drunk or tipsy because I don't get intoxicated when my guard is up). I had a blast at the bar...I danced with Irina and her friend Tiffani...our group was def the fun group at the bar. Then this cute guy came in with this pretty girl and since I had a few drinks in me I made eyes at him in my bashful "I'm flirting with you but not" kind of way. He and his friend then came up next to me at the bar and asked me about the freaconomics book I was holding (for Irina...she was in the bathroom...I work at Hollister-I don't read....jk....but I don't read....seriously). I explained that the book wasn't mine, but later I got to talking with the girl and then the guy came over again and I talked to both of them. He ended up buying me a drink right when Irina got sick, so I got his phone number and took Irina home. Sooo we went out on wednesday to Lucky bar and it was probably the best date Ive been on. I was nervous beforehand...which is a good thing because that means that I was looking forward to the date, and he sent me a text that he was nervous which I found cute because I'm a sucker for things like that. Anyways, we ended up talking for 4 hours or more until the bar closed. Then we caught the metro to his car and he offered to drive me to my car. We're going out again on saturday to see a movie. So now I'm really really nervous. Oh, and I'm store manager now...I was made store manager right after my birthday. Oh, and I'm old...elderly if you will. I like how there's a movie coming out about the number 23...oh my. One of my models thought I was 18 though...that made my day. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, December 30th, 2006
8:08 pm	So its been a hella long time since I've last updated and I'll try to catch things up briefly since I have a little time tonight and can write a few things down. I've been working at Hollister as a manager. The pay is good and I love the discount. The best part is getting to work with the people who are preppy and fun. Our store has a lot of drama, so I'm never bored. Between the kids hooking up with each other, stripping, drinking, getting pregnant, doing drugs, and the general drama that occurs when too many pretty people with type A personalities get together...there is never a dull momment. The kids love me...they do. For awhile there was another Scott manager but he got fired for sexual harassment...and now I'm the head manager at our store...which is strange for me. I'm most comfortable acting as the visual and people manager. I'm really good and finding the pretty people and hiring them...that's basically a huge part of my job...being shallow. The other huge part is making the store look pretty. I could talk about all the work drama and stuff like that, but I feel like that would get boring fast for me. My love life has been pretty active in the past few months. In August I hooked up with this guy named Austin. I was actually not trying to do anything lasting. We met at the bar Cobalt and then hooked up at Apex and his friend's house. This ended up not being a one night stand and we dated for two months. Austin was kinda crazy...in a good way. He's bipolar and has ADD...which I think is cute and interesting. Austin and I ended up breaking up because he was moving to Chicago...it was kind of something looming throughout the time we were dating that we ignored until we had to deal with it. It was probably for the best since Austin wasn't the nicest guy ever and he was kind of a man-whore...but that's what happens when you date an ex-stripper. After Austin I didn't go out to the club that much, I've been too busy with work. BUT a few weeks ago one of the managers at Towson's hollister through a Christmas party. I've been sort of talking to this guy Mike who works at Towson...we went to the party together and hooked up. Basically I don't know where Mike and I stand because we flirt a lot now, but we havent gotten a chance to see each other again. Then this thursday night I went out with Keith (my first boyfriend from this summer). We went out to Baltimore and hooked up the whole night. I'm gonna be seeing Keith again for sure for New Year's eve/day...but I would like to see Mike next week too...so I'm just confused. I've never had this problem before. (I have figured out that my type is latin bad boys from all of this) Christmas was good...I guess we didn't (aern't?) having festivus this year. I feel like we should get together...even if not for festivus. I've gotten really into brit pop...Girls Aloud and Sugababes topped my list. So...I could go into more detail, and I will if anyone wants me to. But for now I'm gonna leave it at just an update. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 18th, 2006
1:14 am	Welcome to my life I've done a lot since the last update...too much to write it all down. I'm gonna try to record as much as possible, but of course I'm going to leave some stuff out. First of all, Keith and I broke up. It was a mutual decision and we're still friends. In fact, the day after our break up I went to a party at his house. There was no awkwardness because I think we both knew that things were better this way. His party was actually a lot of fun...I got to meet a few more of his friends and drink and be merry. The weekend before that was Amanda's graduation party where we sat around the campfire, roasted marshmallows, drank, and talked. I don't think any of us were really ready for graduation. I know that I'm not...this year off will be a year too long. So, I've started going out on some random dates with other guys. While visiting the Marys and Brian at the Mount, we went to Otts (the local bar) where this group of well dressed young guys was sitting at this one table. We were confused since the locals would never have anything close to style so we asked one of them where they were from. It turns out they were European/Australians who are working at a summer camp in thurmont. One of the guys asked me if I had a girlfriend, I said no and asked him, and he said he was gay. That's how I met Tim from London. We've gone on one date since then, but we've both made it clear that this has no potential for long term anything. So he's more of just a hook-up and a friend from across the ocean. I also went on two dates with this guy Trung who I met at Apex. He's a third year med student, really smart, and great for conversation...but the attraction beyond friendship just isn't there. It sucks, because he's this great guy but it happens. Saturday I went to a lesbian bar with Smallies, Shalice, and their girlfriends. Before going I made sure to look cute, but I didn't over primp. It was comfortable to be at a lesbian bar since I knew that nobody would be interested in me. I just chilled with my girls. I've been thinking of trying a new hairstyle and some of the girls there provided me with inspiration. There was this one very pretty girl hanging out in a corner. I decided that I had nothing to lose, so I made myself a bit more flamboyant and talked to her and her group. I found out that she's a model and one of her friends is the coach of a rival softball team. There was one other guy in the bar...one of the bartenders was this really tall and very attractive guy. When I was paying my tab, Shalise encouraged me to give him my number, and with my liquid courage helping I wrote "trust me I'm a doctor and I diagnose you as cute" along with my number. I was wearing my trust me I'm a doctor shirt and feeling cheesy. Anyways, to my surprise he gave me his number in exchange and so I called him tonight. I was hyper-drunk on the ride home talking the entire ride to Shalise's girlfriend about anything and everything. After she said something I was all like "who died and made you God? Jesus?" Once we got to Shalise's house I gave Julie the gift of 6 2-minute messages...its what I do (she loved them all especially when I would curse the woman who cuts you off when you're too long). The next morning, we played trivial pursuit and my team won...and we were pretty much the goofy/stupid team. I've hung out with Irina multiple times. We worked a pokemon convention together where all I had to do was watch people play video games for 15 dollars an hour. It was a lot of fun and I gained a better appreciation for the pokemon world...I thought it was a dead industry. We also worked by selling italian ice at a swim meet. Apparently out of all the groups, our group sold the most ice...so we won. We go to sushi all the time, go on walks, etc. Today we went to the mall...the only difficulty with that is that we look like a couple when we're out alone together which makes it hard to flirt with boys. We also played this huge game of uno with her sister that lasted a few hours. Tomorrow we're going to play drag bingo with Tanya, Brian and his roommate. I went to Ryan's graduation party and had a lot of fun. There was a lot of good food...I especially loved all the fruit. We also had some good games of volleyball...it was a mistake to wear pants and not shorts. We also talked a lot about everything under the sun. Then as day turned to night, we played BS and ass hole. I was only king once or twice...I was more of a middle man. There were some great rules made while playing like talk like a gangsta and sing everything. Speaking of hanging out with people, I've hung out with Kathleen Coleman a few times. We went out to dinner and saw Over the Hedge. It was a cute movie...I love when kid movies make adult jokes. We also went to Baja club with a few other friends from school. I got to wear my green loafers and cut a rug with Katie. The best part about that outing was seeing all the people. Paula and I have also had a few outings. When she got back from france, we went out to dinner together and then caught a late showing of Devil wears Prada...what a fantastic movie! I think it might be my quotable movie of the year. Thank goodness we saw a late showing because afterwards, all we wanted to do was shop. Apparently the first time Paula had seen the movie she was wearing sweats and was soo embarassed by the end of the movie. This time we were both dressed up and looking good so there was no problem there. When we got back to my house, we spent 15-30 minutes trying to read her oil gauge. First of all checking oil in the dark is not an easy task. Second of all it was Paula and I doing the checking. Neither one of us wanted to get dirty...not to mention we're car illiterate and thus took forever to find things. Our end diagnosis was that the car needed more oil so the next day we filled it up. I'm really proud of us for being so independent in that endeavor. I also helped Szymon and Scott move Scott out of his apartment. They're moving to Florida soon and I wish them the best. I hope they make it as a couple. I had to stick to the lighter boxes and furniture since there was no way I was getting the big stuff down the 4 flights of stairs. I'll be sad to see them go. Anyways, I already know of a lot that I've left out...I keep thinking of things. There's just too much to say about the time since I've updated. For example, Stacey's birthday, going to the bar with Chris, dentist appointments, med school applications, and much much more. Be sure to tune in to the next installment of my life. If anyone wants to hang out, just let me know. I'm pretty booked solid for this week, but next week still has some openings. Current Mood: busy Current Music: Move Along - All American Rejects (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 6th, 2006
3:05 am	Graduation Weekend and Beyond Let's see where we left off...I had just gotten back from the beach and I was headed back to campus for graduation weekend. So I'm gonna just get started... Friday (5/19) Once i arrived at school, I met up with some of my friends and their families and headed over to the cookout. The food wasn't all that great, but none of us really cared about the food. We were all focused on the night ahead of us when we would all be drinking and partying. Yeah, I know I just came from a week of drinking every night straight...but this was one of my last chances to live it up and I couldn't very well let it go to waste. I tracked down Smalls before we started partying because I really didn't feel like sharing a room with Jimmy any more ever again. I know he wasn't a horrible roommate but after how rude he's been to me and how much he's used our friendship for his benefit, not to mention walking in on him naked jerking off on his live webcam right before my honors presentation (I forgot my watch in the room and I was skipping class)...I just didn't want to have to deal with the awkwardness of not really being friends anymore. I didn't want anything to ruin my last few days...especially not stupid drama. After a run to Paul's Pit Stop, Smalls and I had a heart to heart while drinking in Cait and ReaRea's old room. I took wife-y's bed as my own and Smalls took Cait's bed. Then we headed outside with our drinks and started running around and mingling. Pretty soon everyone on campus was trashed. Sonia was carrying around some bakardi grand melon that we all started chuging out of the bottle. Its really good...you don't even need a chaser. Then I gave Keith a drunk phone call...one of my patented five minute messages. I called a lot of people that night in addition (I believe my final count the next morning was ten as I scrolled through my dialed call list). I hung out with Rabiya and company a lot. I also had a convo with Nicole Wells that was kind of interesting...I found out that Kayla still feels awkward around me even though we only dated for 2 weeks first semester freshman year. This was followed by more running around until I got a call from Keith (who was also trashed). We talked for about an hour before Smalls and I passed out in her apartment around 4am. Saturday (5/20) I woke up at 8 am thanks to Sarah and Smalls jumping on my bed. It was actually kind of funny to see them hopping on the bed drinking their morning beers. Being the responsible one, I told them to stop drinking because we had a lot to do today. They complied and we went with Maria sheetz. Oddly enough, all of us ordered the 99 cents for two hot dogs deal...chowing down before graduation practice. At rehearsal, they had us all line up in our specified rows...I ended up being row 3 seat 3 on the left (3 is my lucky number and I've always found left turns to be cooler than right turns...yeah, I'm quirky). It was horribly hot in the gym and I was surrounded by people I didn't know very well. Shannon Mofo was nearby, so I did talk to her until we started...we mostly talked about our hangovers. Practice went long because people kept asking stupid questions. Apparently our school has a program for older people and they were asking questions non-stop. When we got out, it was time to head over to the Science Dept Party for the graduates. I met up with my family and introduced them to my profs. Unfortunately my family decided to do what families do best and embarass me. My mom run straight for the food (she was the only one eating at the time) and decided to stuff her face during ever introduction so that her response was forever muffled...that was when she wasn't wandering off. My dad also got lost somewhere leaving only my sister as the one following me around. I tried to get them to meet the faculty...this was very important to me since the science faculty were my mentors and I wanted them all to like each other. Unfortunately I forgot that I'm the odd-ball in my family in that I'm not anti-social. Oh well...I ended up mingling with the faculty anyways while my family hid in a corner (refusing to come out of hiding). I also got to talk more with Amanda's mom (who I adore and who always sees me at my worst...like friday night when I drunkenly told her that Amanda is amazing for about 30 minutes...or when I met her covered in hickeys). Next came Bac mass. We all got to come in the auditorium in our robes and cords. I felt kind of bad for the people without cords. Mine were the color of the Jamaican flag earning me the nickname cool runnings. I got to sit next to Smalls and we kind of chilled the whole mass. Then after mass I waited outside for my family...and waited...and waited. I called my sister to find out that they had already left and were heading over to the cafeteria for the dinner already. Since I had to change, I went back with Smalls and her sister to the apartment. Small's mom thinks that Smallies and I are dating...she has for a long time. The fact that we were sharing a room didn't seem to help matters much. That's when her sister told us that they have a picture of Smalls and I together on the fridge. Since Smalls wasn't ready to tell her parents about her, we decided she should at least tell them about me so that her mom would stop trying to get Smalls to admit our unreal relationship. Back at the apartment, I got a call from my sister asking if they could start eating without me. This kind of made me mad because they had been anti-social, ditched me, and now they didn't even have the patience to wait for me to eat. By the time I got down there I was pretty upset. They had waited to eat, but I wish they hadn't since the awkwardness at the table was clear. Then my dad had to start harassing me about my future plans. He asked me if I was planning to work at a hospital and I told him that they wouldn't hire me for pay, explaining that I'm not certified and I need to make money and not volunteer. He decides to spout how obviously I need to network with doctors since "I'm not good enough to get into med school." I started getting heated, explaining that I applied too late and that's the only reason my advisor could come up with as to why I hadn't gotten in...to which he replied that obviously I do need help because I'm not in med school. This bad day with my family had just hit rock bottom and I had to excuse myself from the table to go to the bathroom (any longer and I was going to start crying). On the way I ran into Shannon Mofo's family (who love me). Suzy started talking up a storm and we all had some good laughs...I had to decline their offer to have our family sit with them because my family would come off as rude due to their anti-social-ness. In the end, I got to see the senior slideshow which I made frequent appearances in. There were a lot of really good photos (although it was mostly Heidi because she created it). Then my family finally left and I went back to the apartments to have one last drink as a Mount student. I only had one drink so that I wouldn't be hung over for graduation and I ended up going to bed by 2 (after calling Keith). Around 5 Smalls woke me up to cuddle...for 5 really strange minutes the lesbian and the gay boy cuddled until I coughed a deep cough which scared her back into her bed...thank goodness because her boobs were digging into my back. Sunday (5/21) (and the last day that will get a label) Oh graduation… Graduation morning, Smalls, Sarah and I got up, showered (separately) and headed to the other softball apartment. We were all pimped out in our robes. Smalls grabbed a beer and we started walking over to the Arcc for the last time as students. We got in our lines and processed into the auditorium. After sitting down, we got to hear from a prof in the education dept who was being honored. His speech was long, drawn out, and not relevant to us at all. It was all about his life growing up at the Mount and “the good old days”…the students and families were all very bored. The next speaker was much better. Senator Steele had a good mix of jokes, anecdotes, and seriousness to his speech. He gave us some laughs and also brought me close to crying. I would have cried, but I didn’t know the people around me so I didn’t want to embarrass myself. Kathleen Coleman was right in front of me bawling and a few times I got to look back to Smalls who was behind me. Then it was time for the hooding ceremony. Some old woman was hooding me and I got to hood Natalee. The best part was watching people like Sonia hooding Charles the basketball player…then realizing that she did it wrong and watching his bend down and her stretch to try to fix things. When people started walking across stage everyone would shout for their friends. It was really comforting to hear a ton of people shouting for me as I received my BS…the “Scottie to hotties” reaching me up on stage. I felt bad for the people who walked with dead silence to greet them. Then the shit started to hit the fan. At the Mount we can’t do anything without a little bit of excitement so around the BS “J’s” one of the girls who already got her diploma started having a seizure in the second row. Pandemonium ensued. The girl sitting next to the girl having the seizure ran away in fear as the paramedics rushed to the scene. The girl’s mom ran down from the audience to her daughter’s aid and the girl’s boyfriend also rushed toward her. All the while the dean’s eyes were bugging out as he was stuttering…debating whether or not things should continue. He didn’t stop for long, and during her seizure he kept going and people kept walking. Once everything was almost settled down with her not one but two parents fainted in the audience on opposite sides of the room. So now some of the paramedics had to rush to either side to calm people down and make sure everything was ok. Things only really settled down around the time that the last name was called. After walking outside, I found all my friends and got pictures taken. Mary Strowsky gave me a cd which turned out to be a custom made DVD along with a picture slideshow of our group of friends from freshman year to senior year set to music (when I watched it I was crying by junior year…and laughing…while crying) and the movie of her doing the running man which is classic. My family had to leave to prepare the graduation lunch my mom was having for me, but I stuck around to talk to friends and move out. It was hard to move out for the last time knowing that there were some people who I may never see again. On the way home I had this surreal feeling that may have just been from not eating all day…but I felt sad and happy all at once. When I got home I couldn’t wait to start eating. After the meal I opened cards and got some money from my family. It was awkward having my sister’s boyfriend there. I don’t like him (and my family knows that) but he was there touching my sister and kissing her. I don’t know how she lets that thing come near her. And beyond… Since graduation I’ve talked to Keith every day. We’ve gone out to dinner and the movies multiple times, walked around a lake, and gone to bars. I guess our movie is "Just My Luck" (which was actually good). He’s so sweet, interesting, funny, and it doesn’t hurt that he’s smoking hot. I’m always very comfortable around him and…well I do love him. We’ve been officially dating exclusively for awhile. I’ve spent the night at his house a few times and I’ve met the parents. I’m the first guy he’s ever brought home to his mom and dad so that was pretty big. We’re going clubbing on Thursday so he’ll get to meet Szymon and Scott. I’m so thankful that KC introduced us and I took that chance on the blind date in Ocean City…and I’m glad he took that chance too. I’ve also been hanging out a lot with Irina. Yesterday we were fooling around…taking stupid pictures in Bed, Bath & Beyond. I jumped in this stack of pillows and couldn’t get out. An employee on a power trip came by and saw and he copped a major attitude with us. We were polite, but he kicked us out of the store…its ok…if I was a sad 40 year old working at Bed, Bath & Beyond…I’d be angry too. This weekend I visited Mary Stros at the Mount because she’s been lonely up there. We went to the bar with Mary McGowen and got really drunk along with the rest of the alumni visiting. We had a really good time just talking and laughing. I did a few drunk calls somewhere in there too. When we got back to their apartment I crashed in Mary’s bed along with her and we talked about new developments in our lives. The poor girl just got dumped so I tried not to be too crazy in love around her. The next day I had to get up bright and early to go to a murder mystery party that my aunt was hosting. Being slightly hungover and very tired, it was a benefit that my character (the rock star) had to wear sunglasses as part of the costume. That way I could close my eyes and nobody knew. I ended up having the hottest costume and being the best dressed character…especially when compared to Christy’s boyfriend (who was invited and who’s place at the table was unfortunately right next to mine) who was dressed like a biker. The actual game was lame…my sister and I were the only ones any good at keeping flow and staying in character. I delivered my lines never failing at getting the proper response. My sister’s boyfriend, who claims to be an actor, sucked…I don’t know how he gets cast as he is the most awkward person I have ever met and he cannot act worth a dime. In the end everyone except my mom and my sister’s boyfriend guessed that my sister was the killer. Her boyfriend guessed that I did the murder…what an ass hole. Of course he guessed me because he knows I dislike him…stupid f-ing douche bag. Then on the car ride home he has the nerve to feel up my sister’s leg right in front of me! If I hadn’t been too busy texting Keith, his prediction that I was the murderer may have come true. I’ve gone clubbing with Szymon and Scott. Since I was already seeing Keith and he wasn’t there it was an odd experience. I didn’t want to dance with other guys because the only guy I really want to dance with is him. Szymon and Scott have not yet approved my relationship because they haven’t met him yet, so they were trying to get me to dance with other guys outside our group. They also were planning to set me up with this guy Adam who is totally wrong for me. He dances like a small dog humping a leg…not to mention he’s not even half as cute as Keith. I ended up dancing with Jon most of the night. I told him that I had a boyfriend and there would be no making out this time…and he was cool with that so we danced a lot. He’s a good dancer…not as good as Keith, but good. I also went out to dinner with them…they wanted the scoop on my love life. I’ve done other stuff too since being back…a lot more with Keith and other people than I’ve included. Its getting late though and so if anyone wants to know anymore, they can call me up or leave a comment and ask me. Oh! If anyone has made it this far and wants to hang out some time feel free to tell me. Current Mood: loved Current Music: Toxic - Britney Spears (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, April 23rd, 2006
3:16 pm	Clubbing and Senior Formal The whole week I was looking forward to thursday night, because I had plans to go out clubbing on thursday. The people that ended up going to the club were me, Kathleen H, Ryan, Nick, and Liz. I was really really nervous on the drive down. We met up with Szymon at starbucks in Frederick and then continued the drive to Apex in DC. When we got there, we met up with Szymon's boyfriend (Scott), his friend Chip, and Scott's roommate Jon. Most of us got inside, but Nick forgot his license and couldn't get in. Ryan and Liz walked around Dupont with them while the rest of us went into the club. At first we all just got a drink and chilled in the video lounge. Nobody was really dancing because it was still a little bit early. I got a warning from Scott that his roommate Jon was bad news and not what I would be looking for. So, we were all kinda chilling in a circle and dancing every now and then. After awhile we all got more in the swing of things and it started getting really fun. After the club got a little more crowded, we moved back onto the main dancefloor. Szymon and Scott kept trying to get me to go up to guys and dance with them, but I was too shy and nervous. I wasn't sure if I was hot enough to approach someone like that. I tried dancing with one random guy, but we both weren't really into eachother. Then I started dancing with Jon...and I didn't stop dancing with Jon all night long. We had to have danced for at least two hours straight. Let's just say that there was some making out and other stuff...and it was a lot of fun. Around 3am we left the club, said our goodbyes, and went our separate ways. I can't wait to go out again...I'm gonna try to be less of a ho next time, but I can't wait to go out again. Friday night was the senior formal on a boat in baltimore. I rode down with Kathleen and Cara and we got to the boat just in time for boarding. We were kinda nervous for a little bit that we would miss the boat altogether. Amanda was my date...she and I think exactly alike on everything, so I knew she would be a fun time. After dinner and a few drinks, the senior class hit the dance floor. I'd say the best part was that everyone knew everyone else there...or at least that I knew everyone else there. I had to switch to water pretty early in the night to prevent myself from getting dehydrated. The whole night I danced...mostly with Amanda and Kathleen H...but also with KC, Ally, Nina, Dannie, Szymon (we snuck a dance in there while dancing with our dates), Heidi, and anyone else who wanted to. The whole night I had people coming up to me telling me how great a dancer I am. I thought everyone already knew that I could dance, but I guess not. At midnight the dance was over. I got my stuff and took a cab along with Nick and Nina back to the hotel. I was kind of surprised that they didn't offer to help pay for the cab...I'm just glad it wasn't any more expensive than it was. Then we went up and chilled with Szymon, Jen, Jackie, and her boyfriend while I waited for Amanda to get back. We were having a good time laughing and joking around. When Amanda got to the hotel I was willing to go back out with her, but everyone else was tired and wanted to go to sleep...so we all crashed. The next morning, Amanda and I were the first two awake and we started whispering and giggling...nobody should have let us sleep in the same bed together. Then Kevin joined in and we were all giggling. We got a little louder 30 minutes before our wake-up call and woke up Nina and Nick...who just put pillows over their heads. I guess they aren't morning people. I was elected to go get food from the buffet for the room. I took everything that was left (10 sausage patties and three biscuits). Then Nina and Nick left and the three of us watched the godfather until it was time to check out. Current Mood: chipper Current Music: Bad Boy - Backstreet Boys (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, April 17th, 2006
1:04 am	Hanging Out with Irina and more! Palm Sunday, Ryan, Amanda, me and a few others went out for dinner. It was a lot of fun and they convinced me to go out rather than do work. So, the 50's dance at school was a lot of fun. I put gel in my hair to slick it back and get rid of the natural curl. I was basically the fonz for a day. After winning two games of liquor pong with Marcos as my partner, I lost a round. Then Paula came over and we danced and chilled and joked around. Around 1am, we all went to the dance (because it is free at that time) where I started doing drive by coming outs. Basically telling my dancing partner and then moving to another partner. Yeah, I told a lot of people...but that's a good thing because I'd rather let people know than be a rumor. After one hell of a week...tests and papers galore...it was time for break. Easter break that is. The first thing I did when I got home was tell my mom. She cried a little, but then she was fine. It feels so good to get that over with. She reacted just the way I thought she would...so no surprises. I was actually surprised at how fast she bounced back to normal. Later, Paula and I went out to see The Insider. It was a really good movie and I didn't call the ending. It was smart and well put together for the most part. After the movie, I headed over to Irina's house where we did laps around her neighborhood for an hour just talking. This activity was repeated the next night...but not friday. I was too tired from not eating to walk. Instead, we rented Soul Plane and just chilled...horrible movie. Actually, on friday I also got my watch tightened and bought a new shirt, so it really was a good friday. Yesterday I was gonna do work, but a few people called me and I ended up going out with Irina again. First I made plans for thursday night though...so I had to rearrange my schedule to fit it in. Needless to say...I'm excited. So then Irina and I headed out to Dupont. There was the hottest guy in Starbucks...he had these crystal blue eyes and...just perfect...but it was hard to hit on him with Irina there. I love her to death...but a girl on your arm doesn't necessarily attract guys. It was such a nice day though, that we just had to walk around. We ended up walking to Georgetown where we did some shopping. I got another shirt that says "trust me I'm a doctor" because I can and I still love the slogan. I also had some bad sushi...really bad sushi. It was sad to have eel that bad. After coming back to MoCo, we went to Borders to relax a little. Easter was pretty good. A lot of the family got together. I feel bad for my cousin because her baby is not cute...that's gotta be hard when the other two kids running around are adorable. He's huge. My dad and I played a round of badmitton (I kicked his ass). Then I played Nobuko followed by David. Apparently I'm the best player left. I can't wait for Allison to come back and give me some competition. All in all...not a bad break Current Mood: chipper Current Music: On The Line - Mandy Moore et al (17 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 8th, 2006
10:31 pm	Injections First off...I'm home on spring break right now. So...anyone from home wanna see Date Movie? I really want to see it...so call me if you want to see it or hang out or whatever. 240-672-2314. I've been making a lot of progress working at the clinic. I can now give shots into fatty tissue...not only that...I'm good at it. Even the thickest needles go in without pain on my patients...they request to come back in for follow ups on days that I work. So not only have I started giving shots, but I also gave a patient anestesia...once again she felt no pain. During this process I got squirted with pus and blood and all I did was crack a joke about it and keep on going. Yeah...I'm a freak. This woman was having a cyst removed and I got to help out with the surgery too. Half way through the doctor stopped and was like "Scott...do you want to try?" and I was like "of course." So there I was digging around in this woman with a scalpel trying to get all of the cyst removed...how awesome is that! It was great. Otherwise at the clinic, one of the nurses quit so we got a new one. She is a little too eager to stay on schedule and has been cutting into the things that I get to do. Hopefully she won't ruin things for me. School life has been getting back to normal. My friend and I had our talk which resembled that Friends episode where everyone knows that everyone else knows but everyone is pretending that they don't know they know...you know? KC crashed Joe's car and so we threw him a crazy party. By the end of the night, I was speaking franglais...or bad french...only bad french. Oh well...it happens. I actually have to cognitively stop myself now from speaking too much french after a few. This weekend I went to Atlantic City with Joe, Kathleen, Frank, and Brittany. We got a room at the Flagship...it was a cheap hotel, but it was a really nice room with a balcony and everything. We had a hotel party and then we headed out to the casino. I lost 30 dollars at the slots...which is what I expected to do. I never go in planning to win. Frank won 50 bucks, so that was kinda cool. Later on in the night, Kathleen passed out and Joe&Frank went to explore the hotel. That left Brittany and I to our game of drinking texas hold'em.,,,neither of us really know how to play but our rules made sense to us. The next day I found my way home all by myself...I'm sooo proud. but yeah...anyone wanns see Date Movie or hang out or whatever...just tell me!! (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, January 22nd, 2006
6:48 pm	I got back to school on sunday...last semester of college!!! I can't believe it. I spent most of sunday visiting the people I hadn't seen over break. I spent a lot of time in Joe's room and K9 visiting the softball girls. I got my powercord for my computer on sunday too. Monday I had to drop econ because I had too many credits for it. That means that most days I'll get to sleep in until 9...thank goodness. After organic I started getting nervous because I was about to start my internship. I got all pimped out in a suit and started the short drive to the clinic...well...it was supposed to be a short drive. I got lost. Luckily, I expect myself to get lost any time I go some place new...that's why I left an hour ahead of time (even though mapquest said it would take 6 minutes). I loooove working in medicine again. I was a bit rusty at first...I totally messed up my first blood pressure. Its been about 7 years since I took my last one manually, so I wasn't too hard on myself. After awhile I got back in the swing of things, but I always warned my patients that I might have to do it twice...until Dr.Portier told me that I'm doing a good job if only I would approach it with more confidence. After I pretended that I was confident, everything was easier. I was pretty happy that not all the patients were old. No offence to the elderly, but kids are sooo much easier to work with. The older patients we did have were very friendly...but I couldn't help feeling kind of like I was working at the Appalacian ER. I've learned more about turkey farming than I ever wanted to. The hardest part about the kids is doing the wellness survey. I was really really REALLY uncomfortable with asking the parents if their 9 year old knows about masturbation...esp with the kids in the room. That night I went to the women's basketball game with Kathleen H., Rere, Liz, and Emily. The mount girls lost pretty badly...I think the refs were biased against us. After the game (despite the fact that I said no like 4 times) I went to the bar with them. I'm no good at saying no. It was wings and yeungs night...I don't eat wings or drink beer, so I went with a sex on the beach. Then Kathleen C. bought me a long island and I was reminded of how good Otts makes them...so I stuck with those the rest of the night. Kathleen H. was running low on money so I offered to buy her a few shots. It was totally flirting. I'm bad. After she left, I hung out with Joe and Kathleen C. by the pool tables. They were playing against Chewy and Jimmy. Since Chewy is really good at pool (and I was really drunk) I kept cheating for the opposite team when his back was turned. Then I went on a drunk call marathon where I called at least 9 people and left them messages...my favorite was the one I left Cait (5 minutes long). Mary S. called me before I got to the bar and wished me a happy birthday. After I got back, I called her up and we hung out until 3am. She got me this great shirt that compliments my eyes...I love it. On tuesday I had moral theology first thing in the morning and I was hung over as anything. The prof's name is Billy Mattison...haha...oh dear. After class I took a nap and killed time until my night class at 7. This is my first ever night class and I hate it. I hate having microbiology at such a late time. Luckily, I like all the people in the class and it won't be too bad hanging out with them. Getting out at 9:30 really cuts into my life. On wednesday, Joe and Kathleen C. took me out to a birthday dinner after p-chem lab. It was soooo nice. They took me to Applebees. They made me order something expensive, despite my attempts to order something cheaper. Our waiter was pretty cool too...he kept joking around with us and we were all in good spirits. The whole thing was just a lot of fun for me. When I got back to school I had my first SI of the year...it rocked my socks. On thursday I was well read and ready for moral theology, but I take enough notes in class that he doesn't call on me. A lot of my organic kids stayed with me as I switched from lab aiding wednesdays to thursdays. Paula even dropped out of wednesdays and added thursdays just to stick with me...so I must be doing something right. I'm starting to think that if I play my cards right I could actually be a contender for the senior science award. That night in micro we formed our lab groups. I'm in one of the three person groups with Mary S. and Shannon. The lab was the dumbest thing ever...looking at blood and yeast through a microscope and drawing it. I'm pretty sure I signed up for micro and not first grade. The whole time, the seniors all talked and laughed together. Its great to know we're gonna at least have fun at such a late hour. I opted not to go out after class so that I could be well rested for work the next day. I was tired as anything on friday...boo to me not going out. Work was smooth that afternoon at the clinic and I got a surprise. I work with Brittnay...we don't get along normally. We've never really talked to each other because she cheats on tests and I don't bow to her cocky attitude. So I was kinda like oh shit...until I realized that I was dressed better than she was. I let confidence take over and I was very bubbley with her...as if we had been friends forever. It actually ended up not being that bad and I may have made a friend out of an enemy. Cory also works there, so I popped in and said hi to her when we had no patients. I have really good bedside manner. I should have majored in it. That night we were all supposed to go out to the bar, but we ended up just chilling and talking. A lot of people were tired and nobody felt like partying. Saturday, I worked in the science building all day. Being the only one in the science building running from floor to floor I let loose. I sang and danced to my ipod the whole time. I just had fun with it...I love having the science building to myself. That night I called up Rabiya and hung out with her, Sonia, Mary E, and Kelly. We had some drinks before heading up to the after party. I saw half of my organic kids there. I tried dancing with Smalles (Kathleen H) but I think she was just too hungry to dance. I love dancing with Heidi because that girl can move. I left with the softball girls and then hung out with Joe and Kathleen...called a few people and called it a night. Today I drove home to get a Bible, return my ihome, and get the bracelet that was made for me in 12th grade. Its kinda like my good luck charm and I feel like I might need it. My mom schooled me in backgammon and then I headed back to school. I'm doing a report on sickle cell for the clinic. Its good to be back at school. Current Mood: good Current Music: Let's Go - Making the Band girls (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 12th, 2006
10:56 pm	Festivus to my Birthday Festivus was awesome. I was a little worried about getting lost on the way over to Stacey's house, but after seeing the lovely Chanukah decorations as a becon...I knew I was in the right place. A lot of my high school friends were there including Stacey (of course), Fedeli and his girlfriend, Ryan, Erica, Chris L., and Canada. We ate a lot of food, my personal favorite being the sweet potatos, and we caught each other up on our lives. Its a shame that this only happens once a year. Stacey had to take care of some dogs, so four of us went to the bowling alley...just like old times. Despite some punk kids in the next lane, we all had fun. I consistently came in third...although Ryan was really close during the first game. It was just a lot of fun hanging out and doing the name change thing. That night I also got some New Year's Eve plans for the first time in years...the first real plans I've had ever. Kathleen C. and Joe invited me down to Annapolis for dinner and partying. I got lost on the drive down...after I got into the city. After Kathleen guided me on the phone to her house, Joe and I went to work cutting veggies and meat for the dinner. We didn't have wine for the beef, so Joe and I ran out and got some. The drive to the liquor store wasn't bad since we had the directions...the way back took about 20 more minutes because of one way streets and because main street was closed. The dinner was fantastic. Two of Kathleen's friends from home joined us for dinner. Shannon N. came a little late so she didn't eat. After dinner, Joe kept pouring me wine...haha...he was trying to get me drunk. After I finished the bottle, I switched to vodka before we all left for the clubs. Kathleen lives close enough to main street that we could just walk...which was great because none of us had to drive. We started out kind of late into the night, and the night clubs were all packed by the time we got to main street. Joe and I couldn't get over the King and Queen of Hearts wandering around...too funny. Finally, one of Kathleen's friends heard about a bar that was on the water and not yet packed...and we made a mad dash. A few shots later, we all went out on the dock and counted down until midnight. At midnight, the fireworks went off...and I started drunk dialing. I think I calling like 8 people or something. I need a lock on my phone. Anyways, after midnight I did a few shots with Shannon. Joe and Kathleen left a little before us along with one of her friends. The other guy walked back with me and Shannon. She was kind of gone, so we really had to work to get her back. After everyone else was asleep, I heard Shan blowing chunks...so the doctor in me came out and I tried to take care of her so she didn't die. The next morning I had to drive home kind of early because Catholics decided to make the first a Holy Day of Obligation...basically to try to make sure none of us have fun. Church that morning was real interesting...and by interesting I mean I basically napped through it by running through the motions. Alright, so now the not so great stuff. My sister took this teaching test and when she got home she started talking to my mom in the kitchen loudly about how someone teased her about being an art major or something. I was in the next room, my mom was talking loudly, and I "accidentally" turned the volume down so that I could hear better. So here's what my mom had to say..."I don't understand why people are so down on art majors. I mean to be an art major you need to be very skilled at something and put in a lot of hard work. Its not like you're some easy major like business or going into something stupid like micro-whatever that you'll never like." I guess she forgot that her other child is majoring in "micro-whatever." It kinda hurt because I really thought my parents were over the fact that I didn't decide to be a chef and instead took up the crazy unstable field of science. Then they both went on a tirade about how all people who drink are stupid and blah blah blah. I didn't care so much about that, but it was more the coupling of the dissing my major with something that I do in college. Like getting slapped and then pinching the wound. So that week I got kind of a let down. Irina IMed me and asked me what I would be doing this week...which got me excited because I thought that she had finally for the first year ever remembered my birthday. So after telling her that my week was all clear...she asked me to feed her cat for a week. So now not only did she forget it was my birthday, but she boxed me into doing chores for her on my birthday while she went to Acapulco. Of course I had to say I'd do it because I had already told her my week was free...booo. Soooo...my birthday. I guess I should start by saying that I really don't like my birthday because its never anything special. Its always just a regular day...only one that I have to spend with my family and pretend that I like hanging out with my family...because my birthday is really about them. The night before I had listed the genre of all the songs on my ipod, so that on my birthday I would be able to play the "Top 40" genre and hear all my favs. That kept my spirits high when in the car all day. So first I fed Irina's cat...cat litter boxes really stink...I almost vomited. So then I went to the mall with all my Christmas gift cards and went on a shopping spree. I got myself my first hat in forever, a shirt, a polo, Fantastic Four, and the Pussycat Dolls cd. We didn't have any food I like, so I treated myself to some sushi from Wholefoods. Rabiya called and we talked until her minutes started running low. Basically she's the best. Then I basically amused myself with my hat the rest of the day while hanging out with my family. So all in all it was one of my better birthdays...a whole lot better than last year. I can't believe I'm 22. Thanks to Ryan, Stacey, and Canada for the birthday wishes too. That always means a lot. All in all 2005 was a pretty good year for me. Despite the fact that everyone else in the wold was having horrible things happen...it was one of my best years ever. So here's hoping that 2006 trumps 2005 hardcore. Current Mood: okay Current Music: Let's Go - Making the Band 3 (Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 28th, 2005
2:37 am	Winter break started a few weeks ago. The day after winter break began I was supposed to go to Atlantic City, but I had to cancel these plans when I found out that I was supposed to go to a musical with my family for my grandma's birthday. I should have gone to Atlantic City. The musical was horrible...we had to drive to Lancaster to see some Christian group put on "The Christmas Story." The whole thing bothered me from start to end...they made Joseph young, Mary and Joseph in love, and the Lord was praised every 5 seconds...the only thing that made me smile is when they were calling Mary names because it was probably the only thing even close to historic. Oh...and it was loooong...long and full of propaganda. Worst of all I was surrounded by people buying into the story. During the birth, Mary was having problems and this red thing flew down from the sky...I was all like "oh good...an angel is helping her out"...yeah...it was a demon. Then I hitched a ride home with my Uncle and his family. That was the best part because they're the only part of my family that's more real. Christmas had a bit of a surprise. My sister got me an ipod nano. I was pretty shocked because I was not expecting that at all. No surprises from my parents...ties...ugly shirts...they didn't do so hot. My family liked the presents I bought...so it was actually a good Christmas. In all honesty...I was surprised, because normally if I want something really badly...I'll get a knock-off version that doesn't work. This year was the real deal. Now if Only I would hear back from a med school. In other news I want to destroy my sister's boyfriend...he's not good enough for her and he gave her a promise ring. That's like a pre-engagement ring. We sat with his family at Christmas and our whole family was introducing themselves to their family...meanwhile I was like f-that. I don't want to know them because I plan on finding my sister a better guy that fits my standards for her and thus will destroy his family's hold on my sister. (Comment on this)
Monday, December 12th, 2005
12:17 am	Week of december something to something Sunday was crazy. I didn't sleep at all sunday night because I had so much shizzle due monday morning. I started by working on my chem seminar presentation. I had to add a few slides in order to take me from 18 minutes to 25 minutes. That way I would only need 5 minutes of questioning to make the time limit. Next I found out about a quiz or two in p-chem that I hadn't gotten to do. Finally, around midnight, I started writing my ten page research paper on my research on the application of the Sequence three experiment to the microscale of equipment. Its just as fun as it sounds. Actually, the experiment has been giving me a lot of problems. Anyways, I finished my paper right before my first class began. I don't skip science classes ever, and today was no exception. Monday was sleepy. Our whole class was too tired to go to pizza hut for the end of p-chem party, so we ditched the idea and went our separate ways. I took a two hour nap before getting up to study for my open note analytical test. I went into the test knowing that it would be bad because I'm really bad at this prof's tests. I was right...I got a D...which kept me at a solid B in the class. I can't wait until I'm done with all of these chemistry classes. After analytical, I added a little more to my presentation before practicing it quickly. Then my roommate realized that we needed a video camera, so I went on a calling spree and got a video camera with three tapes. That meant that I got one and Jimmy got one for realizing we needed them...I gave Lindsay the last one because she's my partner. I felt bad for Matt, because I didn't have a tape for him...but he and Jimmy have been assholic to me throughout this chem sem experience, so I really didn't care. I was the last to present. Jimmy took an f-ing hour to get through his. By minute 36 I had tuned him out as I already had my question. I started noticing that he was wearing a Nike shirt that you could see through his dress shirt...and a black belt with brown shoes. Plus, it was monotone...not good conditions to sit through. Lindsay was good...but she talked really fast. I ended up having to ask her a series of questions to help her through the ten minutes short she was of the thirty minutes. Matt went the full thirty, but he was talking to the screen and was hard to hear. By this time, I had to take a piss...after all I hadn't eaten in 12 hours (I tend to get sick when I don't sleep and then eat) and I had about two hours of sleep in the past 48 hours. When I came back, I opted against the use of technology and instead went through my slides the old fashioned way...by clicking through them on the computer. At one point I tried to use the lazer pointer, but it was upside down and so I quickly scrapped that plan. Then one of my action buttons didn't work because of the program we were using on the smart board. I started desperately trying to push random things before giving up and explaining what it was supposed to do. I played off of all my little technological mistakes by making light of them rather than letting them bother me. I'm quick to adapt like that. My accent also came into play when I said "cobalt"...causing Rabiya and Sonia to laugh and me to crack a smile. Although I felt my voice was nervous, apparently the faculty got together to talk about our presentations and they decided that I did the best. That's pretty much a huge accomplishment for me. To have been rated better than the boy genious and the other chemistry majors and to have pulled through as the biochemistry major...its kinda a big deal. A lot of my organic kids came to the presentation and so did Rabiya, Sonia, and Kathleen C. I think having those people support me was just another thing that influenced me to try my hardest on it. Jimmy's question was kind of snide, and even though he didn't give me time to answer it and answered himself, I still explained why the answer was correct. He later tried to act like his being an ass was a good thing. Later that night I drove Matt and Jimmy to the Ott house. It was Monday night and they wanted to go to Yeungs and Wings. Honestly...I just wanted to go to bed, but having never been to one of the Y&W nights...I went out anyways. We met Kathleen and Joe there, but he had to leave early. I had some wings (praying that I wouldn't hurl) while everyone else drank beer. Then Kathleen and I teamed up in pool against Matt and Jimmy as the three of them kept drinking. Kathleen and I lost about 10 straight games because Matt is a pool shark. As Jimmy and Kathleen got drunk, Kathleen started getting annoyed at him and he was getting confused. This just amused me since for once I was in the loop and he is out of it. We finally one a game and then I drove the three drunkys back to campus. I pretty much passed out after that. Tuesday was for hanging out: After classes on tuesday, Kathleen and I went out for some Kathleen and Scott time. We had dinner at macaroni grill and talked about everything from Christmas presents to life. And oh did we eat. I'm low on money for my meal plan...so being at a place with good food caused me to order up. I love my calimari. After eating, we went shopping for some last minute gifts. All I need to get now is something for my cousin. Wednesday is for sleeping: I'm pretty sure I just slept on wednesday. I had plans to go shopping with Joe, but I passed on the grounds that I was too tired and needed to catch up on sleep. We rescheduled. I also helped Cait and Tom with their lab. We got it done pretty fast and with product...but I was in a mood (from lack of sleep) and was largely sarcastic. When I awoke from my nap, I held an SI session. I helped all my organic kids through their homework being sure that they worked through the mechanisms. They're having problems with the mechanisms. After most people left, I worked with Roxane, Amy, and Sharon on their synthesis. This was my first time working with Roxane and Sharon...they're the last two in the class that I really didn't know very well. I think I may have finally made them a fan of me...haha. Thursday is for sining: On thursday, I helped Anna and Jessica with their lab. This was an adaptation of Lindsay's lab and so it was all new to me. With my help, they ended up with more product than anyone else in thier lab (which is lab aided by Lindsay and Ashley). Its always great to do something correct. After lab, Joe and I went shopping. This allowed me to purchase the two blue shirts that Kathleen had not allowed me to buy the previous day. She said I have too much blue in my wardrobe...but I didn't have bright fancy blue or baby sky blue...so these purchases were well worth it. At 7:20 I got a text from Shane asking to be tutored after church. This confused me until I realized that it was the Immaculate Conception and a Holy day of obligation. I quickly called him back after a string of explicatives and asked him what time mass was...it was at 7:30. Basically I didn't have time to make it back to school for mass. For the next five minutes I panicked about missing a holy day of obligation and not having an excuse...but Joe consoled me with the fact that if I had time to make it back...I would have gone and that's what's really important. In a way he's right...I wouldn't purposely skip church so hopefully I'm not going to hell. When we got back on campus, Kathleen, Joe, Brian, and I watched American Psycho while sipping some fine boxed wine...classy. Not a scary movie. Actually, it was somewhat funny except the cruelty to animals...I had to leave the room for those scenes. Friday is for gettysburging Basically I had no class on friday. I had to proctor the organic lab exam and actually had to take it from a student. I gave them an extra 5 minutes, so they weren't mad. After cleaning the genetics lab, Calli, Aba, and I were given christmas presents by the genetics prof for working for her all semester. It was really sweet. That night, Joe, Kathleen, Crystal, and I went to gettysburg to visit one of Kathleen's friends and to go to the bar. After having some drinks and playing ass-hole at the house, we went to this bar called Blue-something in gettysburg. We walked there and tried not to slip on the ice the whole way. Joe wasn't drinking, but he still managed to pay for Kathleen and my drinks. I didn't want him to, but the bartender listened to him when he forked over his credit card. I stuck with sex on the beach at the bar. We took a lot of great pictures before joe drove us back on campus. Saturday is for movieing Saturday was pretty un-eventful. I went to Cait P.'s basketball game. The girls won by 3 points...it was a really good game. I gave out all of my Christmas presents. Kathleen got me a shirt that says "Trust me I'm a doctor"...it's hott. That night, Kathleen, Joe, and I watched half of the nighmare before christmas and then Mr. and Mrs. Smith while sipping drinks. It was pretty casual. After I left to go to bed, I got a call from my roommate. I was surprised that he was calling me to hang out. I should have stuck with my gut, because I found him drunk with Caitlin D. She had asked him to call me earlier and he didn't...then after all his friends ditched him and she asked him to call me he did. It was kinda a slap in the face. I sat down away from him and was just awkward because I didn't know what to do. I ain't no holler back boy. Jimmy was drunk, so he didn't really notice how quiet I was until Caitlin pointed it out. She asked if we were fighting...so I played it off, but I didn't say no. I don't know if we are or if we aren't. All I know is he's been disappointing me. Just the other day he told Joe something that he's never told me about before in four years...stuff like that gets to me. Sunday is for wrapping uping I woke up late and promptly helped out Jessica in the lab. Then Kathleen and I decided to kidnap Joe in order to pay him back for paying for us. After some false turns, we took him to a restaurant where we forced him to order a lot of food and then we payed for the meal. When we got back on campus, I visited Jenna and she gave me cologne for Christmas..."Carbon"...its so science-dorkish that it hurts...I love it. Then I hung out with Rabiya...desperate houswives wasn't on so we chatted. I miss that girl. Afterwards, I wrote up some small reports...its awkward with Jimmy. I gave him my notes on a seminar because even if he's being an ass, I have a hard time returning the favor. I watched Grey's Anatomy with my other roommates to avoid the tension. I have a feeling that the tension will just go away after break...break will give me time to stop feeling tread upon and to start fresh. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: Toxic remix - Britney's new cd (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 4th, 2005
2:47 am	Senior Year up to now So tonight was the christmas dance...the anniversary of the first time I ever drank and the last Christmas dance of my life at the Mount. I hadn't even thought of that until someone brought it up. I did not drink tonight, but only because I was hungover from the night before. Actually, last night I fell down on my cranberry juice bottle and bruised my tailbone...plus my nose is purple so I must have bumped that too. I guess this school year can be summed up as one large party for me. I know its bad, and some people might think I'm an alcoholic...my nickname has become "Drunk Scott"...but honestly I just want to have fun this year. Every other year...esp last year...I have been mostly business. I've been working my ass off, climbing the science totem pole and now I'm near the top. My recomendations are sent, I'm the SI (supplementary instructor) for organic chemistry and physics, treasurer of science club, lab aid for organic chem, lab prep for genetics and biochem...I deserve to have fun. I don't want to go to med school and be disappointed in myself because I didn't have enough fun in college. I want to be able to look back and say...yeah, I did all of that and had fun doing it. Now I feel like I can say that. So I've drank pretty much every weekend. I just go out and party it up with the softball girls...or the basketball girls...or the track girls...I get around. I love it too...after all this kind of behavior is only acceptable once in your life. I've drunkenly spoke about crushes, I'm a chronic drunk dialer, I break out into random song, I run from room to room, I dance my ass off...its great. Plus I have much more self confidence now...not from drinking, but just in general. I finally get the feeling that people might actually like me. I think that's partly because I'm living with people again...I can never live alone. I need people around...even if we're not talking...just to be there. I've gone clubbing with Joe, Kathleen C, and Annilese...we're pretty much a quadpod now...like a tripod, only 4 instead of three. I hang out with Joe all the time. Jimmy and I are still friends, but he's been sketchy this year and I realized that I need to stop treating him like my best friend because he's not. Fell's point was a blast! I didn't drink then either...I just danced. Jimmy ditched me for the rugby boys, so I hung out with Shannon mofo instead. We danced our way through all the clubs and bars. It was a lot of fun...I reconnected with some people who I hadn't talked to in ages. Let's see...Rabiya and I watch DH every weekend...its become our thing now that our schedules are so different. Over breaks I've been hanging with Irina. She had this fall party around thanksgiving that was a lot of fun. I helped shop and make the sangria. Plus Aaron was there from the Atlantic City trip and he's always a blast. I saw the baby panda at the zoo with my family. I got all my shopping done early this year. I had a syringe/water gun fight with Calli on friday. Thursday was a christmas dance party where I got the nickname "gumby" because I'm so flexible. I've been told that its a waste that I'm waiting for marriage because of my flexibility. Speaking of which, I had my first dance with a significantly taller girl. At first I wasn't sure what to do...nobody has ever been that much taller than me that dancing was difficult...so I basically did the limbo and danced while limboing under her...it was the best dance I've had in awhile. Anyways, like I said...Jimmy and I don't hang out so much anymore...but we are roomies and he's a good roomie to have. He's never had to take care of me when I was drunk because I haven't gotten sick yet. I had to take care of him one night...its what I do. I'm pretty sure I'm banned from wine tastings. I have a low wine tolerance and at the Mount, we don't spit out the wine at the tasting. So by the end of the night, I wasn't sipping anymore...I was chugging. I probably finished a whole bottle on my own. Let's just say I was passed out by 8pm. I was told tonight that I'm the best guy dancer that my friend knows. I can get low. My senior research finally started working tonight. I made the white powder I've been waiting for...now I just hope that it is really bezoic acid. I'm giving a seminar on monday about Iron and its role in Alzheimer's disease. I've applied to NYMC, NYU, Drexel, Penn state, Temple, Jefferson, and UMD for med school. So far I haven't been rejected...but I haven't been interviewed either. Any anxiety in my life is coming from that. I just want to get in so I can stop worrying. I did find "Trust me, I'm a doctor" boxer shorts. It basically made my december. I'm very loud...I tend to be the one talking to random people I don't know. I went to the junior ring dance with Jenna. She has a crush on me...the feeling isn't mutual. She's more harry potter/band geek/star wars and I'm...not. She's cute, but I'd just rather be friends...so I pretend I don't know she likes me. If anyone was that oblivious...I'd feel bad for them. I went with their group out to dinner. We went from dinner to the dance without drinking...I was confused on that point. Dancing with jenna was like pole dancing. Seriously...I move when I dance...a lot...all over. I let the song flow through me and I bust out with the rhythem. Jenna sways...or doesn't move. Definitely pole dancing...and that's pretty much the straw that breaks the compatibility camels back. An unwillingness to even try to dance...even if you're bad at it...that knocks you off the list for good. I need a dancer in my life...any kind will do...but not a stiff board. My ass still hurts from falling on that cranberry juice bottle. Before coming back to school I was going to karaeoke with Stacey and Chris. It was a lot of fun. Its great getting up there and being flat out awful...but laughing while you're singing. I did "pretty fly for a white guy" and then chris, another girl and I did "Stacey's mom." That's right...all three of us did stacey's mom and she liked it. One of the best parts about karaeoke is finding out how wrong you've been singing the songs all your life. So one of my organic kids, Paula, is doing the best in the class. Its hard, but I have to be modest whenever a faculty member praises me for this act. See, Paula misses class pretty often because of chronic headaches. Organic is a class in which you can miss one class and be lost the rest of the year...heck, you can show up and be lost the rest of the year. So, I tutor Paula on every tuesday and thursday. She's great to work with because after I explain the material...she understands. She's just really good at understanding the mechanisms. For the last test, she missed practically every class...and then got the highest grade on the test. The faculty kept congratulating me because they knew it was me that taught her...I have to always be modest and say that its really thanks to her being so bright...but still...its nice to get the compliments. Speaking of tutoring, it seems that all the people I tutor privately are girls. Now, that's not a bad thing...but when I'm tutoring them...they tend to wear shirts that show a lot of cleavage. And when they ask questions they test to clench their breasts together while pointing...its very distracting when you're trying to explain why the carbon is attacked or why a backside attack occurs. Very distracting indeed. It's even worse when they're wearing silver necklaces...then I not only have to fight the urge to look at the cleavage...but also at the shiney thing resting in the cleavage. Oh girls. My accent has gotten worse this semester. My new york/new jersey accent that makes no sense because I've always lived in maryland. I have a hard time saying no. When someone asks me something 2-3 times, I tend to say yes...even if I really want to say no. I need to fix that. Thank goodness I'm not a girl because I'd probably be a little slut..."wanna have sex"..."no"..."please?"..."no"..."c'mon"...."well..ok". I'm still waiting for marriage by the way. Last night I put chapstick all over cait's arms. I need to get her a new chapstick. Oh...and my ass still hurts from falling on that cranberry juice. Still. I have one of the highest grades in my art history class. My prof says she has dreams about me, but she's not allowed to tell me what they're about. My very hot, young art teacher. Very hot. Secret dreams. About me.............I'll just let that sink into everybody's minds. That's all for now...there's a ton I haven't written about...many a story...learning to play pool better...going to brad's house for his birthday...hiding in the science building elevator...showing up to physical chemistry after my lab partner's 21st birthday/ both of us still a little drunk...but I'll leave them for another day. I just wanted to say that I'm still alive and give an update full of the variety of things I've been doing and if you're still reading by this point, we really must be friends or you are really really bored. P.S. The black eyed peas put on an amazing show. Fergie can sing like no other. Gwen was also good, but her range just doesn't compare to Fergie. Plus gwen was dropping F-bombs left and right. Recently I've been cursing mostly when I don't realize that a child is next to me. Anyways, her harajuku girls were pretty good too. I had a lot of fun and I'm glad I took Rabiya. By the end of the night, my voice was gone from screaming. P.P.S. Paula and I tend to sing My Humps while tutoring...and by that I mean I tend to sing My Humps. She calls Amanda and I her drunk parents. We call her our smokey daughter while doing the 50 year old, chain-smoking woman voice. You know the one. Paula and I danced to My Humps at ring dance. Always a good time. Current Mood: bouncy Current Music: My Humps - BEP (9 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, August 4th, 2005
12:33 am	Hanging out... The day after my last entry, I hung out with Sonia at Rio. Jimmy was supposed to come too, but I don't think he got our messages about the time of the movie in time. We chilled at California Pizza Kitchen and caught eachother up on what we've been doing this summer. She told me not to cut my hair...so now I'm all kinds of conflicted. After lunch, we saw The Island...it was better than I thought it would be, but it was loooooooong. I just hope too many people don't join the ban stem cell research bandwagon after seeing it. I also chilled with Irina and Kristine at Kristine's house. We watched MXE...sooo good! The best episode ever is the halloween episode. It was just great to chill after french class. Speaking of french class, my stalker may be gone...at least I thought she was. But then I got another call from her the day before class...and she showed up in language lab looking for me. Skyler was just warning me that she was about to come around the corner when she showed up...its always sooo weird when she shows up. Hopefully that's the last time I see her. Otherwise, Skyler, Brendan, and I always chill in the lab before class. We basically talk most of the time while doing some french when we realize how much time we've wasted. I'm doing good in the class...A's on both tests, so I'm just gonna hope that this keeps up. I don't like all the rules of french though. Yesterday I went out to the firehouse with Stacey, Marc, Kat, and Chris. We saw one of her friends playing guitar and then it was time for the karaoke. I didn't sing...but Stacey did...and she can sing! In fact almost everyone who sang something was great at it...basically I was William Huang surrounded by a bunch of Idols. So next week I'm not driving...that way I can have a few drinks and make a fool of myself singing boyband songs. Tonight after class I went to Irina's house and we watched I, Robot with her sister. We had a ton of fun just chilling. Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: Trouble - Stacey or Pink (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 26th, 2005
1:40 am	Summer This week (or last week I guess) has been pretty awesome. Actually this whole month has been good for me. Since I last updated I spent some time chilling with Irina...we had movie nights and I went with her and Kristine to a beading convention (not my thing, but its fun because of the people). The other day I hung out with Irina at her work and then we went to Borders...hanging out with her is just always great nomatter what. The week she went to Florida, I went up to the Mount and went clubbing with Kathleen, Shannon N., and Kayla. We met two of their friends at Have a Nice Day Cafe and danced the night away. Some guy actually kept buying me drinks the whole night because he was trying to score with Kathleen's friend...haha too bad for him that her "brother" was really her boyfriend. The strangest thing was hanging out with Shannon because she looks just like Britney Spears...I swear! But yeah, free rum and cokes all night...and we ended up hanging out at the guy's friend's bar after closing...which meant free food too...great night. I spent the night at school before going home. Monday last week I had my first french test at Rockville...I got a 97. French is harder this semester and the prof can be degrading when we get things wrong. The whole class talks about her before class...its a collective disdain that we have. The first day of class it didn't seem like there were gonna be any cute girls in the class...I mean c'mon! its french...its supposed to be teaming with girls, not a bunch of guys! But yeah, of course that girl and I talk every day before and after class. Monday I also got my first real stalker...I'm just waiting for her to show up to my house with a hair doll of me. She is cute and at first I was really flattered that she was flirting with me and that she actually thinks I'm hot. She must need glasses...but yeah, so she came on real strong and I just wasn't interested...mostly because she seems really superficial and highschool. Like she made fun of this guy for wearing a shirt from Kohls...it was a nice shirt. So I was flattered because she's superficial and attracted to me, but I am also not attracted to her for the same reason. But yeah, so she basically confessed her love for me and I turned her down (kindly of course). Yet she still calls me every night to make sure I'm gonna be in lab and to tell us we should hang out. Oh stalker...yooooou. I've really tried just being nice to her, but I'm trying to distance myself from her. Oh and another cute girl in language lab commented on me being cute, but too short for her...not that I'm short...but still, the language lab must make girls desperate...who would have thought. Tuesday I went to Fredrick to catch a movie with Kathleen and Hector. On the way I called into 99.5 and won tickets to see the black eyed peas and gwen stephani in concert plus their cds...so I was pumped. Actually that day I was already pumped because I got a call from an Army health recruiter who was all like, "congrats on your MCAT score." So who knows...I might join the army to get my med schooling all paid. My only concern would be being sent to the war and not getting a chance to specialize in pediatrics. But yeah...he said congrats on your MCAT score so I'll dwell on that for now. The movie was also great. I've been wanting to see fantastic four forever. Yeah so those were some of the highlights...this month has definitely been good. Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: Britney Spears - Toxic (14 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, June 20th, 2005
9:34 pm	Six Flags On friday, I rina and I went to Six Flags. We spent the first half of the day at the water park. Their new tornado funnel shaped slide is sooooo much fun...and its really different so that makes it even cooler. There were a lot of middle and elementary schools there and all the kids must have fallen in the wave pool. We had to play dodge the babies. When we went on this two person water slide, there was this dark section and then a waterfall onto our tube. I could see it coming, but Irina's back was to it, so I gave her ample warning...a quick "oh shit!" When we got off the slide, she was like "that waterfall scared me" and I was like, "didn't you hear my warning?" After awhile the water was getting too cold, so we headed for the rides. We went on most of the roller coasters...weeeee! Hahaha, the whole day was a lot of fun. I was pretty burned on my shoulders when I got home, but it was soooo worth it. Current Mood: good Current Music: Wanna Be Bad - Willa Ford (Comment on this)