My God, I can never keep up/finish anything I start. Ever. Such is true of my numerous failed blog attempts.
Seems like the only blogs I enjoy reading are beauty blogs. And I don't want to make this into one. I just hate talking about life. What's the point? No one's listening. And the ones who are listening, or want to listen, most likely already know of life events through another form of communication.
So...
Adios?
Monday, July 19, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Motivate me, I wanna get myself out of this bed.
It's been a minute since my last post but there's not much to update. Still don't have an absolute answer on the school thing, or even the living thing. Good thing it's only May.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
I will not give in to retail therapy, I will not give in to retail therapy...
Who am I kidding? I already have.
Life's been dull; my bestestestest buddy I had down here in S. FL has ventured on to bigger and better things via school. Sad and lonely times ahead. [/emo]
That whole thing has me thinking about school myself. I know I need to go back and just finish it. No more breaks, no more random MOVING, no more wishing for greener grass on the other side. Ya know? I just gotta suck it up and get my degree no matter where it is. But I feel like I get this inspiration more often than I should. It's like... go to school, get sick of it, go on vacation, fall in love with the place I went on vacation to, and then move there. I gotta stop doing that. For once I need to stop saying "I want" and start thinking "I need."
Oh come on, Cristine. We've been through this before.
What?
You set goals. You're good at that. But then you get distracted and don't see them entirely through.
So what? I'm living my life. Making new experiences, seeing different places. It's better to do this while I'm young, right?
You're not getting any younger...
What's that supposed to mean?
It doesn't matter. This is just something you can't keep getting into and falling out of.
Oh don't be dramatic. I'll do it. I'll make the plunge, settle down somewhere. I'll do what's best for me in the long run, even if it's not ideal.
Mhmm. Start thinking with me, your head. Stop thinking with your heart.
You think that's easy to do? This is me we're talking about. How about this. You let me know how. K? I'm all ears.
The options are in my head, and I'm thinking.
Life's been dull; my bestestestest buddy I had down here in S. FL has ventured on to bigger and better things via school. Sad and lonely times ahead. [/emo]
That whole thing has me thinking about school myself. I know I need to go back and just finish it. No more breaks, no more random MOVING, no more wishing for greener grass on the other side. Ya know? I just gotta suck it up and get my degree no matter where it is. But I feel like I get this inspiration more often than I should. It's like... go to school, get sick of it, go on vacation, fall in love with the place I went on vacation to, and then move there. I gotta stop doing that. For once I need to stop saying "I want" and start thinking "I need."
Oh come on, Cristine. We've been through this before.
What?
You set goals. You're good at that. But then you get distracted and don't see them entirely through.
So what? I'm living my life. Making new experiences, seeing different places. It's better to do this while I'm young, right?
You're not getting any younger...
What's that supposed to mean?
It doesn't matter. This is just something you can't keep getting into and falling out of.
Oh don't be dramatic. I'll do it. I'll make the plunge, settle down somewhere. I'll do what's best for me in the long run, even if it's not ideal.
Mhmm. Start thinking with me, your head. Stop thinking with your heart.
You think that's easy to do? This is me we're talking about. How about this. You let me know how. K? I'm all ears.
The options are in my head, and I'm thinking.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
The Lovely Bones
As narcissist Cristine sometimes likes to say, "they totally made this movie for me." But really, this type of movie is so incredibly up my alley it almost hurts.
It's also the closest thing to my all-time favorite and life-changing 2 1/2 hours, What Dreams May Come. They hit on the whole communication between dead and living thing, which always thrilled me. Not to mention the inspiring heaven visuals that make me wonder what's really up there. Yea, movies are generally made to be entertaining, but once in a while you see one that actually gets to you. For me, it's What Dreams May Come and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Dare I say that this comes close?
In my old age (hehe) I'm becoming less tolerant toward overdone Hollywood-type movies and appreciate the art and creativity behind movies such as this. I just love when a movie actually makes you feel the "it" factor. You know, how it kind of "puts you there" to feel death, heaven, and of course the part that interests me the most - communication with he who has passed over.
Great movie. Best I've seen since Eternal Sunshine.
It's also the closest thing to my all-time favorite and life-changing 2 1/2 hours, What Dreams May Come. They hit on the whole communication between dead and living thing, which always thrilled me. Not to mention the inspiring heaven visuals that make me wonder what's really up there. Yea, movies are generally made to be entertaining, but once in a while you see one that actually gets to you. For me, it's What Dreams May Come and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Dare I say that this comes close?
In my old age (hehe) I'm becoming less tolerant toward overdone Hollywood-type movies and appreciate the art and creativity behind movies such as this. I just love when a movie actually makes you feel the "it" factor. You know, how it kind of "puts you there" to feel death, heaven, and of course the part that interests me the most - communication with he who has passed over.
Great movie. Best I've seen since Eternal Sunshine.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
There's a reason why New York has an abundance of songs named after it.
Has anyone ever made a song about Florida? Besides "I'm in Miami biiiiitch."
I AM HAVING THE WORST CASE OF WRITER'S BLOCK EVER. The last poem I wrote, "One", seems like 8,342 years old. It's not like I don't have anything to write about, either. I've got plenty of inspiration, believe that!
Seeing my parents tonight for dinner in Dania Beach.
And... that's just about it.
I AM HAVING THE WORST CASE OF WRITER'S BLOCK EVER. The last poem I wrote, "One", seems like 8,342 years old. It's not like I don't have anything to write about, either. I've got plenty of inspiration, believe that!
Seeing my parents tonight for dinner in Dania Beach.
And... that's just about it.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I'm so fat, I eat flavored lipgloss.
^^^True story.
Anyhoo, much to say, and not much time to say it as the Aviation sector of my job owns me...
Parents will be here this Thursday, yay! And I'm so dying to plan another short trip or something. Texas in June is tentative. So yea, um, that's something. I'm also thinking New York around my birthday in July... we'll see.
Miami was just, for lack of a better adjective, awesome. Scooted outta work around 4:30 last Friday, grabbed my bag, and headed down. What an amazingly enormous city on the water. Miami is just "bigger" than Fort Lauderdale in all ways. Buildings are bigger; reminds me of NYC. People are "bigger" not in the literal sense, but in the way that everyone is just always "done up" more. I'm talking guys with tans so deep I'm not sure if they're Italian or black. I'm talking girls with a full face of makeup at the beach (how do they get TAN wearing MAKEUP???). Everyone is just so glamorous and eye-catching. Not my scene, to be honest. The second I get home from work I'm scrubbing my face off and throwing sweatpants on my fat ass. So that kind of life is nice to visit for a weekend, but I don't think I'd be able to keep it up 24/7. Allegedly, not all parts of Miami are like that, but the area surrounding my hotel (Ganesvoort South Beach) was indeed "like that" to the nth degree. (May I note a random topless girl at the rooftop pool party. Really, no shame.)
Lots of laughs, dancing, alcohol, and of course our weekend tagline: I'M IN MIAMI TRICKKK (we even got matching t-shirts!), poppin champagne, getting a little too tipsy at dinner and napping until 1 in the morning before realizing we should probably head out, and, of course, excessive amounts of sun.
So it's back to reality for Cristine yet again. Wish I had more to say but the most interesting events have already passed.
Anyhoo, much to say, and not much time to say it as the Aviation sector of my job owns me...
Parents will be here this Thursday, yay! And I'm so dying to plan another short trip or something. Texas in June is tentative. So yea, um, that's something. I'm also thinking New York around my birthday in July... we'll see.
Miami was just, for lack of a better adjective, awesome. Scooted outta work around 4:30 last Friday, grabbed my bag, and headed down. What an amazingly enormous city on the water. Miami is just "bigger" than Fort Lauderdale in all ways. Buildings are bigger; reminds me of NYC. People are "bigger" not in the literal sense, but in the way that everyone is just always "done up" more. I'm talking guys with tans so deep I'm not sure if they're Italian or black. I'm talking girls with a full face of makeup at the beach (how do they get TAN wearing MAKEUP???). Everyone is just so glamorous and eye-catching. Not my scene, to be honest. The second I get home from work I'm scrubbing my face off and throwing sweatpants on my fat ass. So that kind of life is nice to visit for a weekend, but I don't think I'd be able to keep it up 24/7. Allegedly, not all parts of Miami are like that, but the area surrounding my hotel (Ganesvoort South Beach) was indeed "like that" to the nth degree. (May I note a random topless girl at the rooftop pool party. Really, no shame.)
Lots of laughs, dancing, alcohol, and of course our weekend tagline: I'M IN MIAMI TRICKKK (we even got matching t-shirts!), poppin champagne, getting a little too tipsy at dinner and napping until 1 in the morning before realizing we should probably head out, and, of course, excessive amounts of sun.
So it's back to reality for Cristine yet again. Wish I had more to say but the most interesting events have already passed.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Falling in love...with brownstones
My weekend really was everything I hoped it'd be and more!
Flew into JFK Monday evening, pulled in around 9pm. Made it to the hotel no later than 10:15 and the gals started showing up around 11. Had a few cocktails at the hotel bar before heading out to Houston St. for some bar hopping. What a fun mess of a night that was had. Following that was consumption of NYC hot dogs and $30 worth of minibar snacks (which consisted only of a 6-pack of Oreos, bottle of water, and mini Pringles - RIDICULOUS HOTEL PRICING MUCH???!!!)
Saturday morning was spent shopping on Madison Avenue. I only went into a few stores, THANK GOD, because I did enough damage at Ann Taylor. Took the subway to Brooklyn in the afternoon and checked out Park Slope. It was breathtaking! I've been to Brooklyn before, but only when I was young so I never truly saw it for what it's worth. Actually standing in front of those gorgeous brownstones... it was just a different type of feeling. And it was trippy to think of how my parents grew up in Brooklyn and I grew up all over the place. Wondering what life would have been like had I ever lived in Brooklyn got me thinking. But, I digress.
After lunch (Brooklyn pizza!!!) was Prospect Park which I only dipped in ever so slightly. Had to meet some people for dinner shortly after. But it was nice. Would have been nicer on a warmer day, but that didn't stop a zillion people from jogging and biking and taking their leisurely strolls.
Headed back to NYC for dinner on the upper west side where I tried really hard not to get distracted by the huge glittery Sephora standing before me the second I got off the train. Distracted was an understatement. I literally ran up the escalator and breathed a sigh of relief upon entering my zone.
After leaving Sephora and again getting distracted by retail glory (hello Gap), I finally made it back to the hotel. Got ready for what would become quite a successful 3-hour dinner with "Uncle" Mike and some of his friends. Everything from politics (luckily we are all pretty damn liberal) to dream analysis and oldies music was discussed. Stuffed my face with a huge dinner and of course, dessert.
Went back to the hotel and watched Flashforward and passed out immediately after. Easter morning soon came and it was time to head to Long Island. Hung out with uber cool family and had me a few glasses of red wine.
Back to Grant Street I go. After stuffing my face with Easter dinner for some reason I was still hungry (the reason being that I'm a fatass) and ordered an insane amount of Chinese food.
FACT: I'm tired of typing/using my brain right now, so I'm going to make the rest fast.
Passed out early on Easter and ordered Pete's Deli the next morning (!!!!!), did my last minute packing and caught the train to Jamaica to the Air Tram to the terminal to the plane to Ft. Laud.
AND HERE I AM.
It really was an awesome weekend. I look forward to returning again. I get another taste of NY this weekend when I meet my gals in Miami. I don't see myself blogging until after that, so I'm out until next week. Ciao!
Flew into JFK Monday evening, pulled in around 9pm. Made it to the hotel no later than 10:15 and the gals started showing up around 11. Had a few cocktails at the hotel bar before heading out to Houston St. for some bar hopping. What a fun mess of a night that was had. Following that was consumption of NYC hot dogs and $30 worth of minibar snacks (which consisted only of a 6-pack of Oreos, bottle of water, and mini Pringles - RIDICULOUS HOTEL PRICING MUCH???!!!)
Saturday morning was spent shopping on Madison Avenue. I only went into a few stores, THANK GOD, because I did enough damage at Ann Taylor. Took the subway to Brooklyn in the afternoon and checked out Park Slope. It was breathtaking! I've been to Brooklyn before, but only when I was young so I never truly saw it for what it's worth. Actually standing in front of those gorgeous brownstones... it was just a different type of feeling. And it was trippy to think of how my parents grew up in Brooklyn and I grew up all over the place. Wondering what life would have been like had I ever lived in Brooklyn got me thinking. But, I digress.
After lunch (Brooklyn pizza!!!) was Prospect Park which I only dipped in ever so slightly. Had to meet some people for dinner shortly after. But it was nice. Would have been nicer on a warmer day, but that didn't stop a zillion people from jogging and biking and taking their leisurely strolls.
Headed back to NYC for dinner on the upper west side where I tried really hard not to get distracted by the huge glittery Sephora standing before me the second I got off the train. Distracted was an understatement. I literally ran up the escalator and breathed a sigh of relief upon entering my zone.
After leaving Sephora and again getting distracted by retail glory (hello Gap), I finally made it back to the hotel. Got ready for what would become quite a successful 3-hour dinner with "Uncle" Mike and some of his friends. Everything from politics (luckily we are all pretty damn liberal) to dream analysis and oldies music was discussed. Stuffed my face with a huge dinner and of course, dessert.
Went back to the hotel and watched Flashforward and passed out immediately after. Easter morning soon came and it was time to head to Long Island. Hung out with uber cool family and had me a few glasses of red wine.
Back to Grant Street I go. After stuffing my face with Easter dinner for some reason I was still hungry (the reason being that I'm a fatass) and ordered an insane amount of Chinese food.
FACT: I'm tired of typing/using my brain right now, so I'm going to make the rest fast.
Passed out early on Easter and ordered Pete's Deli the next morning (!!!!!), did my last minute packing and caught the train to Jamaica to the Air Tram to the terminal to the plane to Ft. Laud.
AND HERE I AM.
It really was an awesome weekend. I look forward to returning again. I get another taste of NY this weekend when I meet my gals in Miami. I don't see myself blogging until after that, so I'm out until next week. Ciao!
Thursday, April 1, 2010
High hopes for Easter weekend
My wishes for this well-deserved weekend are as follows:
* Laughs with the girls.
* Bright city lights.
* Awesome pics with my new cam.
* Nice weather.
* Safe flight.
See you Monday evening, Ft. Laudy.
* Laughs with the girls.
* Bright city lights.
* Awesome pics with my new cam.
* Nice weather.
* Safe flight.
See you Monday evening, Ft. Laudy.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Three Days Grace - Just Like You
I could be mean
I could be angry
You know I could be just like you
I could be fake
I could be stupid
You know I could be just like you
You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
I could be cold
I could be ruthless
You know I could be just like you
I could be weak
I could be senseless
You know I could be just like you
You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
On my own, cause I can't take living with you
I'm alone, so I won't turn out like you
Want me to
I could be angry
You know I could be just like you
I could be fake
I could be stupid
You know I could be just like you
You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
I could be cold
I could be ruthless
You know I could be just like you
I could be weak
I could be senseless
You know I could be just like you
You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
On my own, cause I can't take living with you
I'm alone, so I won't turn out like you
Want me to
Monday, March 29, 2010
Just another lame blog attempt
As 2010 began I stopped my beauty blogging and YouTube videos and focused more on... well, whatever else I had going on. But the dork that's buried deep inside me (and makes itself available more often than not) sorta started to miss it. Hence, I am back and better than ever. w00t. My super-old digital camera has finally seen its last days, and I've buried it with love. Once I can afford a new one, I'm thinking of coming back to YouTube. I've got 250+ subscribers and over 16K views collectively, which apparently happened during my hiatus. So we'll see.
It's the end of March, and still the beginning of the year. Many things have changed since last year, but I'm doing my best to look forward. April will be a busy month. It all starts with this Friday - heading back to New York for a visit. The weather should be much nicer than I had during my last visit (February 26th, the "snow apocalypse"). In fact it may even reach the 60's, which means I can finally get some use out of a cute dress I bought on impulse a while ago.
The following week my ladies will be coming down to Florida! I'll meet them in Miami at some 4 1/2 star luxury resort (clearly the workings of Dawn A.) and have an amazing and much needed girls weekend.
April 22nd my parents will be here. They're driving from Texas. Gonna see me for a few days, pick up a cruise from Ft. Laudy, come back and drive to Central Floridaguam to see my uncle, then come back and see me again for a few days in May. Oh, the life of retirees.
So, that just about sums up the next few weeks. How about some ins & outs?
IN:
Concerts. So I spent last Tuesday watching Alkaline Trio. I made sure to get on the floor right after Cursive and ended up with 2nd row in the mosh pit - awesome! Considering the series of stupid events that transpired that night, I had an ok time. Although I'm not so sure I'd want to see another show in South Florida unless it's for a band I really, really, REALLY need to see.
Makeup. Yup, I'm back into it again. I know I stopped my YouTube videos and spending sprees, but guess what? I'm using up what I've got, and loving it. And there's no way I'll hit pan on anything anytime soon! No more buying, just using up the hoards of stuff taking up half my room.
New computers. My parents were kind enough to send me a new Dell laptop as my POS Gateway passed on months ago. It's super fast, got Windows 7, and I can finallllllly snag someone who knows how to use CopyPod and update my Ipod with new songs.
New York. Not sure if it's even necessary to go into this one, but I will. It's strange, because for 10 years I was never really sure about NY. I knew it was the longest run of years I've ever spent in a state, but what did it mean to me? Could I consider it home, or just temporary residence? Well, I've moved twice since my initial move to Old Bethpage, and after these two trials I can say this with confidence... I miss it. I miss the crazy hustle and bustle of Manhattan and my friends on Long Island. Yes, the grass is always greener, but you also don't know what truly feels like home until you're gone. There are certian parts of living in Fort Lauderdale I like better, namely the weather - you can't beat it! I'm not too keen on the people here, really. I've met only a few who I like and trust. When I'm in NY, I feel a comfort I don't feel here. It may just be Florida newbie jitters, but who knows. That's something time will tell.
OUT:
Hollywood Tans. I'm so excited to have found Electric Sun right down the road from the overhyped H. Tans, with newer and stronger beds than I've ever used. I saw color after 1 use the last time I went.
Small handbags. Now this one sucks ducks for bucks because I have so many amazing shoulder bags! But I've come to realize I just have waaaay too much stuff to fit in my small ones. So I retired my Coach bag from the Poppy Collection, along with a few others. And being that I have upgraded, I'll need to be spending more $$$ in the future when I need a new one (oh hi, inevitable surfacing materialism).
Gosh I'm sucha dork. My personal blog turned into a random array of all things girly. Ah well! I'm outtie 5000. Take it sleazy.
It's the end of March, and still the beginning of the year. Many things have changed since last year, but I'm doing my best to look forward. April will be a busy month. It all starts with this Friday - heading back to New York for a visit. The weather should be much nicer than I had during my last visit (February 26th, the "snow apocalypse"). In fact it may even reach the 60's, which means I can finally get some use out of a cute dress I bought on impulse a while ago.
The following week my ladies will be coming down to Florida! I'll meet them in Miami at some 4 1/2 star luxury resort (clearly the workings of Dawn A.) and have an amazing and much needed girls weekend.
April 22nd my parents will be here. They're driving from Texas. Gonna see me for a few days, pick up a cruise from Ft. Laudy, come back and drive to Central Floridaguam to see my uncle, then come back and see me again for a few days in May. Oh, the life of retirees.
So, that just about sums up the next few weeks. How about some ins & outs?
IN:
Concerts. So I spent last Tuesday watching Alkaline Trio. I made sure to get on the floor right after Cursive and ended up with 2nd row in the mosh pit - awesome! Considering the series of stupid events that transpired that night, I had an ok time. Although I'm not so sure I'd want to see another show in South Florida unless it's for a band I really, really, REALLY need to see.
Makeup. Yup, I'm back into it again. I know I stopped my YouTube videos and spending sprees, but guess what? I'm using up what I've got, and loving it. And there's no way I'll hit pan on anything anytime soon! No more buying, just using up the hoards of stuff taking up half my room.
New computers. My parents were kind enough to send me a new Dell laptop as my POS Gateway passed on months ago. It's super fast, got Windows 7, and I can finallllllly snag someone who knows how to use CopyPod and update my Ipod with new songs.
New York. Not sure if it's even necessary to go into this one, but I will. It's strange, because for 10 years I was never really sure about NY. I knew it was the longest run of years I've ever spent in a state, but what did it mean to me? Could I consider it home, or just temporary residence? Well, I've moved twice since my initial move to Old Bethpage, and after these two trials I can say this with confidence... I miss it. I miss the crazy hustle and bustle of Manhattan and my friends on Long Island. Yes, the grass is always greener, but you also don't know what truly feels like home until you're gone. There are certian parts of living in Fort Lauderdale I like better, namely the weather - you can't beat it! I'm not too keen on the people here, really. I've met only a few who I like and trust. When I'm in NY, I feel a comfort I don't feel here. It may just be Florida newbie jitters, but who knows. That's something time will tell.
OUT:
Hollywood Tans. I'm so excited to have found Electric Sun right down the road from the overhyped H. Tans, with newer and stronger beds than I've ever used. I saw color after 1 use the last time I went.
Small handbags. Now this one sucks ducks for bucks because I have so many amazing shoulder bags! But I've come to realize I just have waaaay too much stuff to fit in my small ones. So I retired my Coach bag from the Poppy Collection, along with a few others. And being that I have upgraded, I'll need to be spending more $$$ in the future when I need a new one (oh hi, inevitable surfacing materialism).
Gosh I'm sucha dork. My personal blog turned into a random array of all things girly. Ah well! I'm outtie 5000. Take it sleazy.
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