I'm disappointed. The season finale for RuPaul's Drag Race happened tonight. I was rooting for Jujube this entire time, but Tyra won. I'm happy for her in the fact that now she can take care of her 5-year-old son, but seriously? Tyra is good at drag, yes, but Jujube has way more personality and pep than Tyra! Tyra was on the bottom of my list out of Raven, Jujube, and Tyra when it comes to actual drag. Raven is talented and amazing in her style of drag and was able to stretch into different areas very well, Tyra can only really do glamour and ghetto drag. Jujube is fabulous and can work everything she does, her only downfall is when she freezes up! I'm just... miffed at that.
BUT! Today I got to hang out with K.J. in Boston! I was phenomenally excited to hang out with her for the first time since I hugged her goodbye before getting onto the shuttle to the airport in Chicago. It was college fair, so both of our schools headed into Boston for it. I called her this morning being all like "Hey, you going to college fair?" and she was like "YES." so we bounced around screaming over the phone. Up until I got on the bus to Boston I was bubbling with excitement. I was pretty much hugging everyone with excitement and screaming for no reason. (If you can't tell by now, K.J. is one of my closest friends who knows virtually everything about me and what I've done.) After a ton of shenanigans with guidance and other people in my class who are being suspended, I walked into the World Trade Center in Boston for the College Fair. I wandered around a while, then I eventually called her. She was at the opposite end of the entire room (all of the colleges are in this one room, it looks like a dealer's room at a convention but much more boring), so I booked it over there.
So there I was, standing around waiting for her to show up. I actually decided to look at the booth I'm near, and there was this one girl bickering with the person running the booth. She turns around, then we blankly stare at each other for a few seconds. Once we realized that she's K.J. and I'm Alex, I'm pretty damn sure J.A. fell over from the sheer volume of our screams from across the entire hall. Thus begins our two hours together!
The song of the day, in honour for RuPaul's Drag Race Season 2, is Ladyboy by RuPaul herself!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4C80DJibiAE
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Welcome home!
I'm back home from California. I must say I'm actually relieved to be back. I love traveling almost more than anything else, but it gets tiring ridiculously fast! Especially if you hit up 3 places in less than a week!
A couple days after Universal Studios, mom and I headed down to San Diego. I was incredibly excited about this because I love San Diego. So many of my favourite places are there (El Fandango for Mexican food, Tutti Frutti for frozen yogurt) and the person I admire a ton (Matt Melvin from Cyanide and Happiness/Robots With Feelings/Explosmverse) lives there. During this entire time I've been talking with Matt about what I should do while I'm in San Diego because he's off in Chicago at a convention with the rest of Explosm, so I bombarded him with Twitter. I kinda feel bad in retrospect and now I'm pulling back as much as I can because I just want to be a friend of his, not crazy fanperson #6669.
In San Diego Mom and I did just the generics, go to colleges (I love UCSD, so applying there) and places I love. The most remarkable fact is that when we drove into San Diego, I was in the passenger seat giving directions and I realized that the hotel address seemed very familiar. As we got closer and closer to said hotel, I remembered places more and more. Then it hit me. We're staying at the same hotel I went to two years ago! Their wifi still sucks.
UCSD, or University of California- San Diego campus is a place I have a pretty strong connection to. Not with people who go/went there or anything, but it's a place that I know that if I go there I will be happy. In the Universal Pizza Order idea, I ordered a college with a great nursing plan somewhere warm and accepting, this is pretty much smack what I wanted. While we were there I managed to take a little photography splurge. This is one that I fixed around:
I feel pretty proud of myself.
Next place is a place that totally threw me off guard, but I still greatly enjoyed.
I made a pilgrimage to Gaycca- San Francisco. Bitch.
I found great irony in going to San Francisco. We only had two tours that we signed up for this entire trip, we were just going to do self-guided tours on the others. All of the self-guided ones we went on, we didn't go on any of the other tours. That shows how responsible we are.
Another thing I realized while travelling is that though I have a way smaller vocabulary, I write way better than most of the people in Chinatowns. Sad to say, but I'm not kidding. I make sure every stroke is very precise and my characters make sense, people in Chinatown just scrawl all over a paper and call it a cow. It's very frightening to witness, especially when my mom asks me what this one character means and I'm sitting there like "It either means horse... or the colour purple..."
My birthday is tomorrow and it really just hit me that when people were asking me what I wanted for my birthday they were actually intent on getting me presents. I feel horrible now, especially since at least 10 people are coming. I'm excited nontheless! C.M. also shares a birthday with me so we're doing a double birthday party! I'm planning to surprise everyone by doing something to myself for all to see, in a positive way!
In honour of my pilgrimage to Gaycca, the song of the post is: San Francisco- Global Deejays. Warning that this video is CRAZY sexual. Like there's at least 10 seconds where boobs eat up the screen. Not even kidding. NSFW or NSFstupidlittlechildren
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vn4ovawULGo
A couple days after Universal Studios, mom and I headed down to San Diego. I was incredibly excited about this because I love San Diego. So many of my favourite places are there (El Fandango for Mexican food, Tutti Frutti for frozen yogurt) and the person I admire a ton (Matt Melvin from Cyanide and Happiness/Robots With Feelings/Explosmverse) lives there. During this entire time I've been talking with Matt about what I should do while I'm in San Diego because he's off in Chicago at a convention with the rest of Explosm, so I bombarded him with Twitter. I kinda feel bad in retrospect and now I'm pulling back as much as I can because I just want to be a friend of his, not crazy fanperson #6669.
In San Diego Mom and I did just the generics, go to colleges (I love UCSD, so applying there) and places I love. The most remarkable fact is that when we drove into San Diego, I was in the passenger seat giving directions and I realized that the hotel address seemed very familiar. As we got closer and closer to said hotel, I remembered places more and more. Then it hit me. We're staying at the same hotel I went to two years ago! Their wifi still sucks.
UCSD, or University of California- San Diego campus is a place I have a pretty strong connection to. Not with people who go/went there or anything, but it's a place that I know that if I go there I will be happy. In the Universal Pizza Order idea, I ordered a college with a great nursing plan somewhere warm and accepting, this is pretty much smack what I wanted. While we were there I managed to take a little photography splurge. This is one that I fixed around:
I feel pretty proud of myself.
Next place is a place that totally threw me off guard, but I still greatly enjoyed.
I made a pilgrimage to Gaycca- San Francisco. Bitch.
I found great irony in going to San Francisco. We only had two tours that we signed up for this entire trip, we were just going to do self-guided tours on the others. All of the self-guided ones we went on, we didn't go on any of the other tours. That shows how responsible we are.
Another thing I realized while travelling is that though I have a way smaller vocabulary, I write way better than most of the people in Chinatowns. Sad to say, but I'm not kidding. I make sure every stroke is very precise and my characters make sense, people in Chinatown just scrawl all over a paper and call it a cow. It's very frightening to witness, especially when my mom asks me what this one character means and I'm sitting there like "It either means horse... or the colour purple..."
My birthday is tomorrow and it really just hit me that when people were asking me what I wanted for my birthday they were actually intent on getting me presents. I feel horrible now, especially since at least 10 people are coming. I'm excited nontheless! C.M. also shares a birthday with me so we're doing a double birthday party! I'm planning to surprise everyone by doing something to myself for all to see, in a positive way!
In honour of my pilgrimage to Gaycca, the song of the post is: San Francisco- Global Deejays. Warning that this video is CRAZY sexual. Like there's at least 10 seconds where boobs eat up the screen. Not even kidding. NSFW or NSFstupidlittlechildren
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vn4ovawULGo
Friday, April 16, 2010
Los Angeles
So right now I'm in Los Angeles college touring, if you can call it that. Our original intention is to tour California State University- Fullerton, but today we got distracted and went to Universal Studios as well.
I must say, Universal is one of my favourite amusement parks ever. It doesn't have many attractions, but the ones they do have are incredible. That is, except the House of Horrors. My dad went in it a couple years ago and was bored, so today I went in with my mom out of sheer boredom. Most of its fear more derived from people jumping out of hiding. Knowing this would happen because this always happens in haunted houses, I did the wise/sketchy way to stay safe: Hung around a couple feet behind the group in front of me. Because the monsters would notice them first and go for them, I was safe nearly the entire time. That didn't stop me from holding my water bottle out as a weapon, though! It was really pathetic- a teenage male scrunching behind a couple, dragging his mother behind him so she doesn't lag behind, and holding out a water bottle as if it would pose any threat to the monsters. I actually did use it a couple times, that is when they decided to go for me I would scrunch down like a turtle and flail my water bottle around like I was having a grande mal seizure. The house itself was fairly nondescript except for one part when we were in Frankenstein's lab and his monster leaped out from behind a pillar. Knowing this would happen, I had no reaction. The girl in front of me, however, fell over screaming and knocked over the walkway fence. I nearly fell over laughing at her.
Also at Universal Studios was a set tour. I went on this the last time I came here two years ago, but my mom really wanted to go so I was dragged along. I'm actually pretty amazed by how much they changed the little things in it! The montages on the screens were redone, we were shown different parts of the studio, and people did different things on the set! For example, we passed by the Bates Motel on the tram and last time we could only see the mother's dead body staring down at us from the house. This time Norman Bates was bringing out the woman's dead body to stuff in his trunk before he noticed us, upon where he charged us. I'm fairly saddened though, because he only got to the last car and I was in the front. And he was hot even from a distance. When we went up the hill on the tram (the road loops behind the house), I could still see him glaring at us. It made me giggle a great deal.
So next Thursday is my birthday. Because it's also one of my friend's (C.M.) birthdays, we decided to do a double birthday party. I want to be all excited about it, but I'm actually stressing over it a little. The problem is, C.M. is best friends with M.F. who virtually no one likes and A.H. and K.V. just broke up a few days ago. Everything would maybe be nice and dandy except those pieces, but it would be enough for everyone to freak out and drama to go bursting at the seams. I've been dealing with virtually everyone's shit since freshman year so I'm just annoyed and tired from everyone coming to me with their problems regardless of the environment right now. I really just want one day to spend time with everyone without having to deal with any crisis. Which is why I'm trying to tell anyone that if any drama pops up I'm just going to leave the party and no one will hear from me for a loong looong loooong time.
I must say, Universal is one of my favourite amusement parks ever. It doesn't have many attractions, but the ones they do have are incredible. That is, except the House of Horrors. My dad went in it a couple years ago and was bored, so today I went in with my mom out of sheer boredom. Most of its fear more derived from people jumping out of hiding. Knowing this would happen because this always happens in haunted houses, I did the wise/sketchy way to stay safe: Hung around a couple feet behind the group in front of me. Because the monsters would notice them first and go for them, I was safe nearly the entire time. That didn't stop me from holding my water bottle out as a weapon, though! It was really pathetic- a teenage male scrunching behind a couple, dragging his mother behind him so she doesn't lag behind, and holding out a water bottle as if it would pose any threat to the monsters. I actually did use it a couple times, that is when they decided to go for me I would scrunch down like a turtle and flail my water bottle around like I was having a grande mal seizure. The house itself was fairly nondescript except for one part when we were in Frankenstein's lab and his monster leaped out from behind a pillar. Knowing this would happen, I had no reaction. The girl in front of me, however, fell over screaming and knocked over the walkway fence. I nearly fell over laughing at her.
Also at Universal Studios was a set tour. I went on this the last time I came here two years ago, but my mom really wanted to go so I was dragged along. I'm actually pretty amazed by how much they changed the little things in it! The montages on the screens were redone, we were shown different parts of the studio, and people did different things on the set! For example, we passed by the Bates Motel on the tram and last time we could only see the mother's dead body staring down at us from the house. This time Norman Bates was bringing out the woman's dead body to stuff in his trunk before he noticed us, upon where he charged us. I'm fairly saddened though, because he only got to the last car and I was in the front. And he was hot even from a distance. When we went up the hill on the tram (the road loops behind the house), I could still see him glaring at us. It made me giggle a great deal.
So next Thursday is my birthday. Because it's also one of my friend's (C.M.) birthdays, we decided to do a double birthday party. I want to be all excited about it, but I'm actually stressing over it a little. The problem is, C.M. is best friends with M.F. who virtually no one likes and A.H. and K.V. just broke up a few days ago. Everything would maybe be nice and dandy except those pieces, but it would be enough for everyone to freak out and drama to go bursting at the seams. I've been dealing with virtually everyone's shit since freshman year so I'm just annoyed and tired from everyone coming to me with their problems regardless of the environment right now. I really just want one day to spend time with everyone without having to deal with any crisis. Which is why I'm trying to tell anyone that if any drama pops up I'm just going to leave the party and no one will hear from me for a loong looong loooong time.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
I wanted to say
This week was filled with me running around. Not even beginning to lie at all.
So with my depression project I decided to start working with the beating-down-the-health-teachers piece by talking to the math department. My idea was to talk with them and create a program for the students taking statistics to give out a survey to the school about how students would feel about a public speaker at their school. However, it turns out the students in the statistics classes already picked their surveys and starting to work on them. If I wanted to continue working with the math department I'd have to wait over a month for the seniors to leave (there's only like two juniors in the statistics classes so there'd be gobs upon gobs of free time for the teachers.) So that was a fail.
In better news, I talked with my teachers about talking to my classes about me being gay for Day of Silence next week because I would be across the country when DoS comes around. The teachers loved that idea, so on Thursday I talked to my Global Religions and Chinese II classes. The extremely weird thing is that the students rarely ever listen to someone speaking at the front of the class, so when I got up there and started talking I did NOT expect everyone to be paying full attention to me. It felt so weird, because all of the other times I spoke- even if the students were being graded on what I said for projects and stuff - no one ever payed attention. The hugest shock was my Chinese class because everyone in the class is notorious for being crazy ADD and beating each other up but when I looked around while speaking there was not one person who was fixated on what I said. I think a couple even cried. It was so weird!!!
The weirder part is that the next day (yesterday), I was in my Chinese class working on some worksheet when my teacher walked up and asked me what lunch I had (my school has three lunches, students are assigned to one of the lunches depending on what teacher they had). When I said I had third lunch, she got really disappointed for a couple seconds then had a sudden thought. "What class do you have before lunch?"
"Chorus."
"What would you say if I take you out of Chorus and you speak to the foreign language department about what you spoke about yesterday?"
So I was dragged out of Chorus to talk to a bunch of teachers about my experiences being gay. I'd say it went pretty well, I managed to say what I wanted to say and they got what they wanted to hear. Thursday and Friday just confused the hells out of me..
Because of the weirdness that went on, the song of the day is "Smashing the Opponent" by Infected Mushroom!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IAwIpOnzN8M
So with my depression project I decided to start working with the beating-down-the-health-teachers piece by talking to the math department. My idea was to talk with them and create a program for the students taking statistics to give out a survey to the school about how students would feel about a public speaker at their school. However, it turns out the students in the statistics classes already picked their surveys and starting to work on them. If I wanted to continue working with the math department I'd have to wait over a month for the seniors to leave (there's only like two juniors in the statistics classes so there'd be gobs upon gobs of free time for the teachers.) So that was a fail.
In better news, I talked with my teachers about talking to my classes about me being gay for Day of Silence next week because I would be across the country when DoS comes around. The teachers loved that idea, so on Thursday I talked to my Global Religions and Chinese II classes. The extremely weird thing is that the students rarely ever listen to someone speaking at the front of the class, so when I got up there and started talking I did NOT expect everyone to be paying full attention to me. It felt so weird, because all of the other times I spoke- even if the students were being graded on what I said for projects and stuff - no one ever payed attention. The hugest shock was my Chinese class because everyone in the class is notorious for being crazy ADD and beating each other up but when I looked around while speaking there was not one person who was fixated on what I said. I think a couple even cried. It was so weird!!!
The weirder part is that the next day (yesterday), I was in my Chinese class working on some worksheet when my teacher walked up and asked me what lunch I had (my school has three lunches, students are assigned to one of the lunches depending on what teacher they had). When I said I had third lunch, she got really disappointed for a couple seconds then had a sudden thought. "What class do you have before lunch?"
"Chorus."
"What would you say if I take you out of Chorus and you speak to the foreign language department about what you spoke about yesterday?"
So I was dragged out of Chorus to talk to a bunch of teachers about my experiences being gay. I'd say it went pretty well, I managed to say what I wanted to say and they got what they wanted to hear. Thursday and Friday just confused the hells out of me..
Because of the weirdness that went on, the song of the day is "Smashing the Opponent" by Infected Mushroom!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IAwIpOnzN8M
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Are you serious?
Today, I decided to get working on the math department piece of my depression project. I talk with the department head and set up a pretty decent case of why I need their help with statistics and everything, until one of the stat teachers walks into the office. Upon his walking in, the department head entirely forgets what's going on and decides that my name is Eric. I am absolutely shocked by this and was thrown off by the rest of the meeting because she managed to mangle my name that badly! I have congestion and everything but seriously, Alex takes some serious problems to screw up. By the end, they decide to tell me that there's nothing they could do because the students have already decided on what surveys they're doing. Until the seniors leave, I can't do anything with the math department about getting statistics on how the student body feels. I'm a little miffed to say the least.
In happier news, I went to see How To Train Your Dragon in 3-D yesterday with friends A.H.x2 (They're married and have the same first initial) their son D.H. and K.V. It was awesome! I'm most amused by how the dragon Toothless acts almost exactly like my cat. I have a huge urge to hug my kitten right now...
The song of the day is "On The Rise" from Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOKm7mxGV6w
In happier news, I went to see How To Train Your Dragon in 3-D yesterday with friends A.H.x2 (They're married and have the same first initial) their son D.H. and K.V. It was awesome! I'm most amused by how the dragon Toothless acts almost exactly like my cat. I have a huge urge to hug my kitten right now...
The song of the day is "On The Rise" from Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOKm7mxGV6w
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