Sunday, February 26, 2012

I'm Sure Two Posts in a Day is Against Some Blog Rule BUT

....So, after seeing Two Gents I was a bit...riled up. In order to get rid of some energy I had Bethesda come over. Let me set a vague stage for you- We are on my bed, I think his shirt got left in the hallway and my dress is at my waist. Well who walks in but my lovely roommate. If we have a guest we have subtle messages we put on the white board. Mine is "Went To Bethesda. Be Back Later." I wrote just that on the board. She strolls in anyway, on the phone of course. She stops, says "Whoa, get a room." and flops onto her bed and continues her conversation in Ukrainian. And that was that. Our fun was over. We decided we should just call it a night and planned next time in his room. Where his roommate has a sense of courtesy and boundaries. My roommate and I are not talking. Only she doesn't know that yet.  

Two of the Most Beautiful Men on the Same Stage

    No, Johnny Depp and Leonardo DiCaprio are not touring the country, but if they were I would be stalking them right this very minute. Instead, I went to go see Two Gentlemen of Verona with my Shakespeare class.It was absolutely amazing! Everything except the dialogue was modernized and they included modern music.Bur my favorite part was the men. Proteus was played by Nick Dillenburg and Valentine was played by Andrew Veenstra. I was drooling over both. I was so happy I wore my push-up bra and low-cut dress. After the show we got to have a talk back with some of the actors. I prayed that they would be two of them to come back. When I saw them stroll onto stage in street clothes I was sweating like a sinner church. Nick was extremely pensive and didn't speak much while Andrew was animated and funny (yes, we are on a first name basis...in my head). They all seem to love what they do and that just makes the whole experience better. None of them were pompous or annoyed and the seemed genuinely interested in answering our questions. Now,  I know this is in my head, but I could have sworn Andrew kept looking at me and smiling as he was answering questions, or not. I know this is just him addressing everyone in the audience like any good actor, but let me dream. Kristina and I are going to try to get cheap tickets for Tuesday nights show. Yes ladies and gents, I am going to see them again ;)


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v35wrFKhIoA

Friday, February 24, 2012

The Sisterhood of the Traveling Family Dysfunction

    So my sister spent the past few days with me which was awesome. For the most part she and I get along really well and she was a nice distraction from life. She got in monday night and we just hung out on campus. Tuesday morning we hit the ground running and were at the Spy Museum at ten am. It was awesome! You have to pick from 20 different spy identities and memorize their....I mean your information. I was Angelena Falcone from Marino, Italy. I was a 21 year old travel agent going to Hanoi, Vietnam on "business." After that we headed over to the museum of natural history and saw coral and butterflies and bones and everything else natural. Finally she wanted to see the monuments. All of them. It is a good three mile walk from where we were, around the monuments and back to the metro. But of course we went. And to top the night off we had to have dinner with my uncle and his partner.
  I love Joe and Carlos, I do. They are family so it is kind of obligatory but I always looked up to them. That all changed Tuesday night. For the past few months every time  I see Joe and Carlos take the opportunity to tell me why leaving American University is the biggest mistake of my life, they have a tag team thing going. Anyway, it was Carlos's turn to use his "I used to be a professor at Stanford" tactic. I was getting tired of the whole thing especially because this was the first time they have seen my sister in a while. I told them I had made my decision and nothing short of winning the lottery was going to change it. Joe blew up at me. He said then he could no longer support or associate with someone who will not support herself. He said if someone had asked him three years ago where he thought I'd be today considering my history, he would have told them jail or dead. He said he couldn't believe I was walking away from an opportunity that I probably didn't deserve in the first place. I couldn't say anything. All I could do was stare at him. And not cry. He didn't deserve that. Luckily Carlos took over talking to my sister about her future. She is number 5 in her class, which is amazing, although it is MHS. She has no ambition to do anything really and they are trying to push her down the Ivy league path. I just stared at my water glass until dinner was over.
   The next day Britt and I went to the zoo. It was actually awesome. There is something so serene about the animals in there; orangutans, elephants, pandas, all of them just chilling. If only life were that simple. Then we had to race to the airport so that Britt didn't miss her flight. On the way back to AU something happened.
   Now I may be reading too much into this but- on the metro we were at a stop. Just as a man was racing on the train, the doors closed. Now, on the metro once the doors close, they don't automatically reopen. So the train moved ever so slightly with the man still wedged between the doors. A man sitting in front of me was the only person to jump to his feet. This man was probably in his mid 50's. There were plenty of other younger and closer people to help, but only this man sprung into action. Luckily the doors did reopen and the man was able to slip inside. But this whole encounter got me thinking. We put so much emphasis on the support system that we get from our friends, but it is so refreshing to see that we have hidden angels all around us. I know that  sounds overly-religious but I don't know how else to put it. It is just nice to know that if you were truly in need a stranger would be there for you.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

That Sunday Evening Feeling

   This weekend was a lovely reprieve from the stressful asinine world that is American University...and my roommate. I left friday after class and here it is Sunday night and I don't want to go back yet. My aunt was in town and was dog sitting for my uncle. The problem? She isn't really a dog person. So she asked if I could spend the weekend with her to take care of the dog. Like I was going to say no? It has been awesome. A private shower, an adorable dog, free food, and sleeping until two pm. I really don't wanna go back.
  On a separate note, my sister is coming in to town tomorrow until Wednesday. It is going to be hectic but fun just the same. Not to mention, spring break is in 19 days!!!! I am so excited to see my bestest friends in the whole wide world and gossip like no tomorrow.
    I have also decided to throw a huge party this summer. A kickoff to summer if you will. I am very very excited about this and I hope it all works out. It will help focus my ADD and make the time go faster :)

Thursday, February 9, 2012

I Am Going To Strangle My Roommate!

 I appreciate that we are both very far away from home. I appreciate that we both have people that we miss terribly and with all our hearts. I do not appreciate her constant need to be on skype or the phone. This semester I am getting a little taste of what Jackie had to go through. She has a new boyfriend who she has to talk to every friggin night. Her mom calls at least twice a day. I wouldn't mind as much if-
a) she was speaking English so that I could eavesdrop
b) she didn't do it 90% of the time she is in the room
c) she didn't talk in all caps...all the time
d) her voice wasn't so friggin annoying. Her voice is shrill at best, she moans and whines like a toddler to her mom and boyfriend. And her laugh? I can only equivocate it to a helium balloon being let out by a person have a seizure...and throw in an orgasm too.
 I really can't take it anymore. I've asked her to tone it down and she just laughs at me. She went into the hall and then our neighbors complained. I just want to finish doing my homework but that is nearly impossible when her voice is louder than the one in my own head.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Here We Go Again...

  I should have known that I wouldn't last long before Karma bit me in the ass. So here's what happened-
      I got this text asking if I was free this Friday. I had no idea who it was so I responded "Depends. Who are you?" This is where it gets good. Turns out it was the guy I "met" at Georgetown last week. How did he get my number you may ask? Apparently I wrote it for him in sharpie on his headboard...Classy, I know. Then came the awkward part. I had to explain to him that I had no actual interest in a relationship. He wasn't game for anything less. Oh well. He has my number if he changes his mind ;)
     But this got me thinking that finding a friend with benefits was going to be harder than I originally thought. Then it hit me. My original  fuck buddy and technically my first friend I made at AU. We were roommates during orientation (yes coed. An experiment that went so well that they are actually allowing it in the fall. Such a shame I am leaving ;) ) Anyway, for those who don't know what happened...the night went very very very very well. I haven't seen him much around campus, then again, being a Lit major means that I am shoved into the corner of campus. But I think he is my best option. He is after all the OFB. Now I just have to find him.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

I am probably not legally allowed in Germany...

Or Sweden....Or Thailand....Or the Ukraine...
    I tainted three au pairs and one roommate to drunken American partying. The good news is that I got them all home safe and sound and minus some killer hangovers they will be fine. The other good news is that I have some new friends on the football team at Georgetown University. And my parents said I was too dumb to go there, psh! (Chris/Kevin/Aaron) didn't seem to think I was too dim to find my way around ;)
   The night took a disgusting turn after that. We went to this 24 hour joint called Steak and Egg. It is a dive that makes Denny's seem like a 5 star establishment. However, they do have the best milkshakes in DC. All in all it was a pretty fun night. Corrupting global youth, sex with an athlete, and dessert. Just call me Wonder woman. 

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Moving On

   I've lost a lot these past few months. Some of it I am still struggling with, while the rest I've learned to let go. And while I am certain almost all of it will never come back, I am okay. I have faced one of the darkest times in my life and I have finally come out on the other side. For the first time in my life I feel powerful, sexy, independent, worthy, kick-ass, inspired, and like I can do anything in the world. I think I am finally learning to appreciate me. I don't need someone to complete me or make me feel significant. Beyond sex, I don't need a partner. I don't need somebody to love me. I love me.