Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Nicknames

 If ya know meh, which you may, you proll know that I develop fascinations and platonic crushes on people. And one I've had since last summer or since 10th grade is at stake!!!
An indie writer once said   "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet", meaning it doesn't matter what you call something it is what it is. Well not to rip off the children's story anne of green gables, or rip off rebecca of sunny brook farm riping off anne of green gables that disputed this indie writer about this, but this simple isn't so.  
Times have changed and the nick name that I and several thousand other people in our extended clique, school wide and even the valedictorian call this person is banished! 
I understand that I must respect this person's wishes but I also know that their nickname epitomizes their personality and everything that I cherish about them. Yes people aren't named for my convenience, but isn't being named for the convenience of love worth something?!?!?!

If you really wanna know, my family has odd nicknames for each other. When I was young somehow the nickname tuna stuck. It evolved from Cynthia, as the name went from Cynie to Tinny to tanny to tuna. I hated it, oddly enough my reason for hating it was because I thought it was a boys nickname, not because it was tuna which is really gross and like cat food and some people think its acceptable to eat it in class circa 11th grade english, but thats another story. Whatever I was 6. My point is that like they used to say in all those 90s cartoons and showsthat tried to teach you life lessons, if you can't beat em join em. I accepted the nickname, when aol was first accessible and i got my first account, (none of my friends had it so I'd talk to strangers in chat rooms,) I made my screen name after my nickname and I haven't changed it to this day.
My point is I know that the person behind the name wont change but I'll always associate the person with that nickname. I can't help it.



Monday, July 14, 2008

heh

There are two types of fun
ephemeral fun, you go to a house party or parking lot of the strip mall of your choice and you chill and you have fun while it lasts and when you go home you feel empty like you are wasting your life
Then there is the type of fun that you have and it ends like all fun but you go home and you are happy and you can lay in your bed with your kitten under your chin and blog about it.
I've been having a lot of fun lately and it has been the latter.

Not to sound like 9th grade trendy slang but today was really random. I babysat shopped and a guy at macys tricked me into getting a credit card and gave me his phone number. Well I canceled my credit card which i had for 2 hours cuz my mother wouldnt stand for such things. Later i did a work out class with bosco which was kinda intense and i want to do one every day. 

One time on Arthur DW ate a green potatoe chip and thought that she only had a little while to live. On the episode the annoying fat bully named binky who actually had a good heart and was really sensitive also ate one. Well in the 15 minutes episode they both starting seizing their days and binky took dance lessons despite what his bully peers would say about him and i forgot what dw did becuz she was a really annoying character. Well in three childish attempts at diviniation for lols this past week It has been fortold that i will die a tragic death sometime in the next few years. I hope i wont die but maybe i should believe it to some extent. Everyone dies and the loss of youth is just as tragic which everyone will face. All Im saying is that maybe a lil memento mori wouldn't be so bad becuz its partly true no matter what. I already carpe diam it up all day check out my facebook if you dont believe me. im not gunna live as if each day is my last and do gay things like sky dive and like do something radical and random as if they will make my life more meaningful and could define my life more than a moment spent walking to the buses after school or talking to someone or smiling at a stranger could. Great and differnet expereinces are good for you and can inspire you but speaking from experience Africa for me was a beautiful experience but  trivial moments like texting someone or reading a book have affected me just as much. All im trying to say is I wanna have a lot of experiences in my life but id do that anyway if id die in less than 10 years id wanna make things count by appreciating everything more.
thats all


Sunday, July 13, 2008

highlights of the past half of a fortnight

Last Sunday I started socializing and I didn't stop until last night I don't know what was less the time I spent at home or the time I spent away from Jordan. I had a lot of fun and very little sleep. But most of all Im happy that i stayed above the influence and did not hang out at the somers commons parking lot like some of my friends did!
These are the highlights of my week as a socialite
getting two gems to go night swimming in their undergarments
seeing Wall-e
my first allnighter pillow talk convo on video chat
having a virtual pillow fight
acting
existence chat under the stars 
that freaky card game
sunrise at ninham
Yum Yumz
Will Toch day
being horribly sick
I kissed Obama and I liked it
midnight walk to playground
carly beth
brian doing chicago
deckfest of pancakes
seeing boscie get a makeover
confessing that i am or was in love with bosco to bosco via brians reminiscing over phone conversations long past
car rides
playing the organ and piano and singing

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Meeting the Love of (my mother's) life

Before my dad, my mom was married to her soul mate.mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm;;
–––––– (lol my new kitty just walked across my mac and typed that i guess ill leave it tho.) anyway they were  a catherine heathcliff kinda deal like they were the same person and they were in love since they were 17 and married for 11 years  i think.  This really isn't that big of a deal but the whole mysterious nature of the situation and how it has been kept a secret from me has made me really fascinated by George.  I first found out that he existed when i was 9 and id hear random stories about him. I remember hanging out with my then friend ginger next door neighbor in my attic and finding these pictures of him and seeing his face for the first time. He has published two books that are good but were made into mediocre movies. I read the sleeves of the books a few times to learn more about him and they all said this really bizarre conflicting information about him. One said that he lived in a 200 year old school house in the mountains of pennsylvania (wtf) while the other said he lived in key west florida. The last time they saw each other was 7 years ago i think when they visited this club he started in new york where writers share stories and stuff. They kept very lose contact via email but recently he wanted to see my mom again. By this time I have been dying to meet him. Last thursday after they visited this house they used to live in together after that they stopped at my uncles house where i was babysitting as always and i met him! I used to watch this show called unsolved mysteries and it spooked me out so much but i loved it, but every now and then theyd do a special on reunited twins and family members itd bore me so much wtf is spooky about twins except for certain twins who have the same year book face every year or the mary kate and ashley vhs im watching now anyway it wasnt even heartwarming because the actors or should i say reinactors had less talent than an mms drama production and to top it off they were not attractive. When i met george for the first time i felt like i was in that unsolved mysteries lifetime special but in a good way. He reminded me of my mom, he did impressions of my witchy german great grandmother he is really interesting and interested in evolution and he  wantd to hear all about bonnaroo. He said he liked death cab a lot but that he had one of his characters in this book he just published that is coming out next year say something nasty about the band idk. I know this guy isn't my dad and im satisfied with my own father this entry isnt the confessions of a divorced teenage girl i swear but there should be a family category for soul mate of a parent or something becuz when i met him he felt liek family. I'm really happy that he's a lil bit a part of my life ugh he invited us to come to his literature club and he is writing his next book about my mother. I'm gunna go video chat