ConnectiCon!

So I decided to go to ConnectiCon this weekend. I can say that I didn't regret in the slightest.
My mom and I actually headed down on Thursday, though the con opens on Friday. We decided to spend the day prepping for the con itself, because we've been going to cons together for 5 years and knew well enough to take a day off to just get ready because we're going to be drained by the end of the weekend.
Come Friday, I head in at like 7. I have no real plans because no one's really there until midday. At about 10, mom and I meet up to try to set up for Aardvark Tees in the dealer's room. We actually don't have dealers badges this time, so we get denied access for about an hour when the actual Aardvark people show up and bring us in to help out. We've known Aardvark for about 4 years now, so we are kinda close friends at this point.
The dealer's room opens at noon, so we're completely finished by about 11:45 and loiter around. A few minutes before noon, I decide to run to the Cyanide and Happiness booth. I knew only Matt would be there because he's posted it on the explosm website. Just as I sit down at the booth, people start swarming us. I fully intended to be just a person sitting around with Matt, but people started confusing me with the other writers of C+H. After a few minutes of people asking who I am, I finally say I'm Kris. Matt starts cracking up, and I decide to continue because we've deemed it funny. So, I start signing high-fives and drawing comics. They make people laugh and everyone's having a good time. I actually had mixed responses. One girl came up to me and when I told her I was Kris she proceeded to freak out and pretty much decided she was in love with me. Then begins the next five hours when she showed up every few minutes with a huge grin on her face. However, there was also a girl who instantly knew I wasn't Kris so we decided to act as normal.
Eventually, I head to the dance. This is not a dance, I guess. I would call it something of a rave. They're blasting music so loud you can hear it throughout most of the hotel and when you're on the dance floor you are literally pulsing from the sheer vibrations of the music. I start dancing with S.G who's this guy that I hooked up repeatedly during the day as it is, then we start making out and grinding on the dancefloor. I walk away a bit, then come back to dance with him some more. This guy called Nick comes over and we start dancing a bit.
So this is how I dance in text form. By myself or in a group/circle, I let my bellydance and stripping experience come into play. So, I'm very fluid and sensual, using my torso and arms most of the time. It's a very tight dance; I keep all parts of my body very close together most of the time, usually a few inches of seperation so I don't smack into anybody. When I'm in an open space, I start to branch out a little. Like on Saturday I got my hands on a cord and began to dance with it as if it was a poi. When I'm dancing with someone, I move my arms around just a little, let my hands explore their body and it's very calm. When I get ready to make out, I put my head very close to their neck and lean in so our torsos are touching. This is how Nick dances with people; bouncing around in their arms, flailing his head around so his hair whips you in the face, grinning at you (he needed a visit to the doctor terribly badly) and doing this crazy backbend that forces you to hold him. I hated that dance so much... He was a terrible kisser at that.
A bit of dancing by myself and in groups later, I start getting close to this kid who's really cute. I've seen him from afar and think he's really cute albeit a pretty bad dancer. Somehow we end up completely by ourselves and about five feet. We make eye contacts a little then start dancing towards each other very slowly. We then get cut off by a conga line and stare at each other like "...Wtf, really?" Eventually we are about a foot apart and I let my hand brush up against his side. He instantly jumps towards me and we start grinding. Then I honestly don't know which one of us started to kiss the other, but next thing I know we are hardcore making out and grinding on the dancefloor and hands up each other's shirts. This continued for like half an hour.
We eventually break it off then Nick jumps on me and we start dancing again, him because he wanted to and me because I felt obligated for one last dance with him before I leave. He then decides that it would turn me on if he starts choking me. I mean like erotic asphyxiation. On the middle of the dancefloor with my blood pressure soaring because of the extremely heavy beats and dancing. Needless to say I was freaking out a great deal inside. When I pushed his arm aside, he took the liberty of trying to make out with me. I drew the line there and headed off, making sure to kiss the cute kid Evan goodbye.
Come Saturday, I'm now in complete cybergoth. I feel fantastic, I love being in my cybergoth outfit because it's so loose yet so detailed. I head back downstairs and hang out with Matt from C+H a little who is just stunned because he never imagined I would pop up wearing fishnets. I guess so there, Matt.
Eventually, I get a text from J.T. asking if I'm going to this panel about the musical that happened the night before. This is the same J.T. that I had the beastly fight with in February and haven't talked to since then. I sent a email over to him a few days ago asking him about whether he wants his books back soon or not. I ended up not having the books and explained it to him but still offered the possibility of us hanging out at ConnectiCon since he apologized for being so over-the-top during the fight. I'm still stunned nontheless but head over. And there he is, sitting with two of the people I've been going crazy for months, M.C. and C.M. I've known both on Facebook for a while due to Facebook stalking, but only really talked to C.M. before. I fully anticipated M.C. to have a voice similar to mine just by his appearance, but it turns out his voice is pretty high-pitched. I proceed to hang out with them a little and C.M. eventually reveals he's been sleeping in his car for the con. I offer him a shower in my room, which he takes up. One shower later, I head into the bathroom to see him half-naked and I take out my contacts and wipe off some of my makeup for tonight, because I know I'll be sweating up a storm and I don't trust my eyeshadow. Part of me wishes I flirted with him more obviously, but we ended up not doing anything together and just went to the rave.
We start dancing as a group because he told me before that he only dances by himself during raves and I wanted to respect that. J.T. and M.C. show up and we start dancing in a group, C.M. drifting off every once in a while. We all decide to go get a drink, and M.C. starts texting like crazy. I ask him if he's even going to dance, and he says probably. We head back, and I start dancing with him. No making out, though. He heads off, J.T. and I start dancing as a group a little, I try to dance with him but he just hugs me and says that he's messing with me so I don't bother. Eventually, Nick decides to get close. I tense up and tell J.T. about what happened the night before. So whenever Nick got close we started dancing together. Eventually, J.T. and M.C. had to leave, so we all headed over to C.M. for them to say goodbye. Turns out that Nick was there as well trying to dance with C.M. J.T. and I instantly snap into acting as boyfriends as a protection maneuver, which completely confuses M.C. but I give him a look that said "Not really." Eventually, it comes to the end. I still haven't danced with C.M. but I see that Nick starts dancing and ends up making out with him. I am fully ready to punch both of them; C.M. for probably lying to me and Nick for being just disgusting. I leave and get ready for the next day.
Sunday is fairly nondescriptive. I hang out with J.T. a little, talk to C.M. a little, say bye to Matt and head out at about 3.
I would have to say this weekend was amazing. Friday was based off of sex, Saturday off of friendship, and Sunday out of recovery. If we break it down to what mainly happened, I mean. I have to say I greatly enjoyed it!


The song of the day is Ghost Opera by Kamelot
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5KpmFXRI2A

Gay Pride!

Saturday was Gay Pride Parade.
I woke up at 6 to get into full cybergoth, which involved tons of shaving and putting on makeup. The entire process took about 2.5 hours but came out INCREDIBLE. I had so many compliments on pretty much every aspect of my outfit, which made me feel good because this is my first time going nearly entirely full-cyber. The only thing I was missing was a surgeon mask, which was intentional because it's not so easy speaking in them and I don't want to worry about where it is at any given time.
I get to the parade at about 10ish, no one's there by this time because it actually begins at like 11:30. After about an hour of waiting, people start popping up out of nowhere. The thing about gay pride parades you always hear about but don't really have a clue of what the reality is like is the way people truly are. I'm in nearly full cybergoth, like tons of makeup, fishnets, black and white stripes, blue hair, and I look sane compared to some of these people. I saw people dressed up as horses driving people around, the most insane drag (like harlequin-esque drag, ones with tons of feathers, etc.), people dressed up as insects on stilts, and so much more.
At like 11:15, I was talking to J.F. (who I'm pretty sure hates me because I'm constantly in like this pre-dating stage with A.H-O. where we will hold hands and cuddle and flirt for no reason and J.F. clearly likes A.H-O. a great deal. I kinda feel like J.F.'s T.B., which is very infuriating for me and I feel so sorry for him.) and my chorus teacher M.M. walks up out of nowhere. I stare at him blankly for a couple seconds.

Me: Mr. M.?!
Mr. M.: *Stares at me* Alex?! Wow, you look... different!
Me: Yeah, I decided to go cybergoth today, which is why my hair's not red right now.
Mr. M.: Wow...
Me: So what are you doing here?
Mr. M.: Well, I'm hanging out with a few friends.
Me: Marching?
Mr. M.: GOTTA GO.

It was kinda awkward, kinda awesome at the same time.
Parade aside because it's just kinda generic for me by now, we finish in front of city hall at some kind of fair thing, which is where Gay Pride continues. My group and I RUN to the nearest abandoned booth and set up shop there because it's on the verge of pouring at this time. Two minutes later it begins. I spend the next half hour curled up in this little booth next to the Cirque Du Soleil people, when it finally lets up. During this time I took off my wig because it's just a pain to take care of if there's constant rain. When the rain cleared up, I went out with A.F. and a few other people, ran into some guy called Colby, instantly wanted to just throw myself at him (Like this guy was smoking hot and goth)
Eventually A.H-O. called and I gave him directions to our area because he was busy dealing with shit for the past few hours.
A.H.: Where am I?!
Me: Government center.
A.H.: I'm outside, where are you?!
Me: What do you see?
A.H.: I see a huge rainbow arch.
Me: THAT IS NOT HELPFUL.
A.H.: It's away from the city hall!
Me: THAT'S STILL NOT HELPFUL. WHICH EDGE OF THE STATION ARE YOU AT?!
A.H.: I don't know! I'm outside it!
Me: Do you see fishnets?!
A.H.: Oh, okay. I see you.
Me: *Head/cellphone*

We then proceed to spend the next long while hanging out. After a while I mention how horny I am and how I want to get fucked today. We start talking a bit about sex, then I bring up how I would love to have sex with him but figure that he wouldn't be interested. He responds with "I am pretty interested, but there's just a couple complications I have about it." He proceeds to list them, which makes no sense to me but whatever.
Time passes, we run into a few people including this girl called AI, J.F., and A.F. We spend the next couple hours talking with these people, I try to find a place when I can ask A.H-O. if he does want to have sex before we go to this club that night, which I don't. At some point, a couple guys from our group show up and we talk with them. I go behind A.H-O. and wrap my arms around him, then we start holding hands for about 10 minutes. It was really... nice. It's one of those things that I love; holding hands. It's completely platonic yet so intimate at the same time. I wish we held hands for longer, but J.F. was starting to look all upset and A.H-O. let go upon noticing his facial expression.
This entire time I'm extremely cold. I'm in mostly fishnets and thin clothes, with the exception of combat boots and tripp shorts, and it's about 60 degrees out and windy. C.F. shows up and starts to hit on me. I let him because he's incredibly warm and when he wraps his arms around me I become all toasty. I also borrow A.H-O's jacket along the way. According to C.F. (who's kind of a nymphomaniac), I have the perfect butt for bottoming, which makes me feel pretty proud of my butt.
More time passes, A.F., AI, A.H-O. and I head off to this gay youth club. We hang out some more, J.F. pops up out of nowhere. I ask A.H-O. again if he's interested in sex, he repeats that he has complications, so I just let it drop.
Moving ahead, we got into the club as the first people. It was strangely empty, which made sense because we WERE the first people in there, but still. People started trickling in over time, and I started grinding with A.F.
The entire club thing wasn't that exciting in itself with the exception of awkward meetings with people from my school and being called out by Sariah (apparently semi-famous musician, constantly heard in Abercrombie & Fitch) for my makeup, so let's fast forward to 10ish.
A.H-O, a few people and I leave the club to get to the train station. This kid David's train leaves in fifteen minutes at the station about 10 minutes away, so he starts running. We start running after him, and mid-travel we start talking. Somewhere along the line, David asks A.H-O. and I if we're dating. My eyes just bug out and A.H-O. was just like "Uhh... no." Eventually we get to the place outside of the train station and David runs ahead in a panic. A.H-O. and I hang back a little and hold each other a little, ending in a kiss goodbye. Now I'm just effin' confused about whether A.H-O. is interested in me or is stringing me along, because he's a sexaholic but won't sleep with me, will cuddle and hold hands with me, kiss me goodbye, but he also will hold hands and cuddle with girls. I'm just annoyed at my confusion because it makes me feel pathetic. Gods dammit, I hate liking people.
MOVING ON.
So, I'm at the subway station with David, he's freaking shit because his train leaves in like 10 minutes and the subway takes about that time to get to the train station. Suddenly, this guy pops up behind us.
(So you know, quotations will be David and I whispering to each other)
Guy: Hey, I remember you! You were wearing that makeup at the gay pride parade!
Me: Yeah, small world!
David: *Immediately starts giggling nervously*
Guy: Yeah, that was a fun parade. And I see you met someone!
David: Yeah, hi. (Do you know this guy?)
Me: (Not a fucking clue, fucking SKETCH.) Yup, we met at the club.
Guy: Oooh, nice. And I see you're going the same way. Meeting up at his house, eh? *Points at David and winks, nudges me a little with his elbow*
Me: Yeah, something like that.
David: *Starts seriously curling in a little ball giggling.
Guy: Have any plans for tonight?
Me: Not sure... *Starts playing along with Guy* Maybe head off with this guy. (Why is he so INTERESTED?!)
David: (I don't know!)
Me: (AAAAGH.)
David: (FUCKING CREEPER.)

This continues on for a little while, and eventually the subway shows up so David and I start full-on charging into the subway hoping that Guy is going on the one going the opposite direction. He does, so we're happy. Well, I am. David's pissed and letting everyone know because his train leaves in a few minutes and the subway doors are refusing to close.
We eventually get to the train station, I discover that the next train to my town leaves at 11:30, it's about 10:30, and his train is still boarding for some reason. He leaves, I just sit down and wait.
12:30 comes, I finally enter the doorway to my house. My mom is pissed that I was half an hour late without any notice (my cell died around 9 and no one was going to lend me their phone) so now I can't go to group meeting on Wednesday.
I absolutely loved Saturday except for one thing: now I don't know how A.H-O. thinks of me. I want to ask him, but I'm worried that it would just jeopardize the friendship and I risked that enough by asking for sex. I hate this kind of limbo stage... I might just ask K.V. or T.K-H. to talk to him and ask what he feels for me, because they're the awesome girl friends that could probably find out.

The song of the day is without a doubt "Deep N Luv" by Sariah, because this was the awesome performance she did Saturday night.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yVkXq2RiVU

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

Vacations are odd

The time I've spent back home has been...interesting. Ever since I got back from my college tour I've been stuck in this really odd mix between crazy amounts of action and sitting around blankly staring at my laptop. Not that I really mind, given that it's vacation, but I really just want to hang out with friends. Which is true in some respects, I'm spending at least a couple hours every day with one of my closest friends.

I posted this about a month ago, I'm in a major production done entirely by the junior class for my school. It's a mock beauty pageant with men as contestants and women as their sponsors. My friend A.H. is my sponsor and we're planning on using all of our acts to use tons of ironic humor and trashing eHarmony. I'm pretty excited for it! I've been meeting with A.H. constantly to go over the scripts and see what we want to do. Tons of work involved, I only hope that I make it all work within two weeks. Our show will be on March 5th.

And if the pageant isn't anymore crazy on my schedule, I have to create a bunch of projects for all of my classes! For my Chinese class I have to create a family tree and for Chorus I have to create a poster about the songs I find inspirational and why. You'd probably wonder why my Chinese project is going to be easy but strangely enough it isn't. My family has a very extensive history of people getting divorced, remarried and having more kids on both sides. This wasn't bad at first until my dad decided it would be a great idea to marry someone from rural Finland. Because of that, the amount of members in my family literally doubled. That's only the people I know of when it comes to my immediate family. When my step-mom was counting off the people in her immediate family she got up to 50 before she lost count. I am seriously disturbed by that. Fortunately, my teacher decided to give me a break and chop off my step-family because she knows how extensively my family travels. I still have to learn all of these characters to do my family tree, half of which she hasn't taught us before vacation began. I tried asking J.A. if she taught the class anything on Friday (I was already in Chicago then), he had no idea what to do either and we decided together we're all going to fail.

I think I'm going to play it nicely with these projects...