shut up christine


Wednesday, September 22, 2004
      ( 5:18 AM ) shut up christine  
freshmen moved in this past weekend
aww reminded me of the day I moved out of my house and into Brisa
it was hot and there were sweat stains down the back of my pink shirt
don’t know why I wore a long-sleeved pink shirt when it was so hot
feels like that was ages ago

went back and read a few of my old posts today
Eileen’s bad jokes, a guy named Scott, rotten.com, fake Enrique mole, eating spoonfuls of powdered coffee creamer when I had no food no money and no car
almost forgot about this stuff
where does time go

lately I’ve been trying to figure out what I want to do with the rest of my life
decided I’m not going to minor in English anymore since I still don’t know when to properly use its instead of it’s
taking up the management minor instead hahh
loved my education classes and all the fieldwork but I don’t think I want to be a teacher
sociology rocks, it was definitely the right major for me but I don’t know what I’m going to do with my soc degree
don’t plan on going to grad school either, at least not for now
I told my neighbor what I was studying and she said “Sociology? What the hell you gon do with sociology? Girl, you best become a fireman”
Hmm definitely don’t see myself as a fireman
I love the job I have now but I can’t stay here forever

So I’ve been thinking about moving away from home after I graduate
don’t want to jinx myself but I was thinking New York or someplace in nor cal mayhaps
home will always be home but I don’t remember the last time I slept in my bed, its been years
don’t really want to use that bed anyway since I suspect my baby cousin was conceived on it barfarama
and my dog doesn’t remember me he barks at me when I’m home
that’s not why I want to leave though
actually I don’t have a reason for leaving I love so cal with all my heart
I love my parents they’re so supportive they’ve given me everything I’m so incredibly lucky
but at the same time I’ve never had to really work hard for anything
even when I worked hella hours my mom still gave me money and still paid for my rent
its not fair that my mom works two jobs and I just take her money all the time
and I hate how I’m graduating in a year and still don’t know what I’m going to do
I don’t want my parents to know that my classes in college didn’t really lead me anywhere,
I would rather move away and do well enough to get by while making them think I have an awesome job
I’d rather do that than go back home, back to mooching off parents, back to working at Noteworthy
Honestly I can’t think of anything scarier than leaving behind everything I love for something new
but for now I am mentally preparing myself, we’ll see what happens in one year

anyhow good luck to all the freshmen…oh man I am so excited for you, I wish I had four years of college ahead of me,
and best best best of luck to all the people who just graduated/ are graduating this year…I hope you figure things out too

p.s. the Pixies (the Pixies!!!!) are playing at the Verizon Ampitheater on Saturday Oct. 23!! lawn seats are fifteen bucks! if anyone wants to go with me I will love you forever

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Monday, September 06, 2004
      ( 1:55 PM ) shut up christine  
So I come back and Britney Spears is getting married...again, Kate Hudson has a hideous baby (says Tessa), Ozma is no more, Toyo Kimura is still my favorite, Nanet is in Europe (punk! you always copy me!!), buff crazy pierced man at Tigerheat kicked me in the pootie then picked me up while we were dancing and flipped me in the air!! And I slid down his back like a slip & slide fun times, my goldfish died rest in peace Fishstick, and our freakin hamster peed all over the freakin wall howw is that possible?? I HAAAAATE this hamster...hate him

Anyhoot...
started training in Mesa last week. My position is pretty new so its kind of hard to explain, and no one really knows what it is but basically I have to do research on any topic I want, and since my focus is community development I'm "researching" fun things to do in Southern California...so pretty much I get to go out and hunt for cool restaurants, shops, clubs, concert venues, hangouts, whatever...and then write articles about them and plan a few programs/events in between. And they're paying me to do this!!! Hot damn this year is going to rock

And people have been asking me "how was Europe what did you do what was it like did you like it?"
Usually I say something generic and stupid like "Yeahhh! It was soooo cool!"
My mind draws a blank, I never know what to say until 15 minutes after but by then we've parted ways or moved on to another subject and I wish I could run back to you and I wish you would ask me those questions again so I could tell you that
over there the alcohol is cheaper than soda,
eggs aren't refrigerated in the grocery stores,
sometimes eating dinner takes 3 hours or longer,
my faith in humanity has been completely restored,
I love paella,
there's no singing allowed in the Prado,
I'm hooked on foreign films so I'm starting a club...we're going to rent one at least once a month and you should come over,
try putting bananas in your sangria,
they have ham and cheese flavored everything...even lollipops,
some of the best most beautiful music I ever heard was on a street corner in Barcelona,
pear gelato is my favorite,
make sure your backpack fits you before you go backpacking,
the Eiffel Tower sparkles at night,
it's possible to have an entire conversation with someone who doesn't speak your language,
don't wear a sleeveless shirt to the Vatican because they won't let you in,
and now I'm gonna stop because Amy Tsai is sick and tired of reading posts about Europe.
But when you asked, this is what I meant to say.

Next stop, Bangkok for winter break, who wants to come? We have 13 weeks to save up for it but I'm booking plane tickets in 4 weeks so let me know if you're interested. :)

Peace out
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