I'm sitting at my dad's house in New Jersey. The last couple of days have been a whirlwind, but today is the only day everyone still had to work so I'm just chillin' back home watching Justin. Saturday we'll be going into NYC to do some more shopping and to eat at Carmine's. I can't wait to go to Rockefeller Center and see the tree, maybe go ice skating. I've never been into the city before Christmas.
Christmas break is so long. The one thing that sucks about UT is that none of the students who go there, besides myself and like 2 other people (that matter), live in Florida. All my friends are gone for the break, and not only are they gone, but they're thousands of miles away. Maybe that's what makes me appreciate them more, though... knowing that the time we have together is very short compared to the rest of our lives, and so we should make sure we take advantage of every minute.
Other than that, my life has been all go and no stop lately... I rarely have time to do anything, what with work, school, and this modeling thing my aunt's got me involved in. I love working at the forum, and the people who work there are great. Busch Gardens sucked, so I quit... lol.
The flight up here was very exciting. It's the first time I've ever landed in a snow storm, and there was turbulence the whole way. I thoroughly enjoy stuff like that; if it's my time to go, it's my time to go.
I had a very strange dream earlier today when Justin and I were napping. First off, Colin Farrell was one of my suitemates on campus... he was hot; enough said about that. Then we all went to this Britney Spears club concert, and we had front row seats. She came out and did her first song, but it was more like a magic show than anything else... there were odd costume changes and magically appearing platipi everywhere. After the first sequence, when she'd gone to the back for another change, lots of people got up and left because they'd forgotten that the new Survivor was on or something.... so then when Britney came back out on stage, she threw a fit about how all those people had left. Whatever... it was more intimate with less people. It musta been that crack I smoked earlier anyway.
Speaking of crack, what's up with me and cigarettes? I'll tell ya. Not that I think it's something people should do, but whenever I smoke, I certainly feel very connected to all the other people of the world who smoke, too. It's like a little club, hahaha. And besides which, most of my inner circle of friends smoke at least cigarettes, so it's hard not to want to join in and socialize down at the picnic tables. Whatever, I'm not addicted... I haven't had a single one since school ended, and I've got lots of shit I could be smoking up here... hahaha
Let me give a big fat shout out to Katie, even though she's a dumb bitch and refuses to mention me in her journal because she's too love-struck over Andrew and his nose... Alright, fine, he's a good kid, but GEEZ! Katie can be really bloody gushy and lovey-dovey sometimes. Watching her and Andrew is like watching lovebugs hit my windshield when I'm driving 90 down I-75. You're moved by the love they share, but all that crud they get on your windshield really sucks. I love you anyway, Katie. Merry Christmas to you, your mom and dad, and your cats.
Even though none of these people will read this because they don't even know I have a journal (not that I want them to), I wanna wish everyone of my long-distance UT buds a big, fat MERRY CHRISTMAS from the bottom of my heart. Caetie, Jenny, Nathalie, George, Bryan, Danielle, Drea, Kim, Stephanie, Rooney, Adam, Sarah, Tyler, Melissa... I love you guys lots and wish you a safe break and an easy return to UT next semester. Thanks for all the joys you've all brought into my life since we met last year, and thanks for putting up with me and my over-analytical self; you'll all reap the benefits when I'm rich and famous, if you don't already.
Oh, and one last thing. Jonathan Brandis, the kid from seaQuest and The Neverending Story II, as well as Ladybugs and some other movies, hung himself in November. I'm struggling with this a lot for some reason. I think it may be because he was, quite honestly, my first celebrity crush. seaQuest was a large part of my life in the early 90s, the sci-fi geek that I was (and my soul still is.... lol). Why such a handsome, talented young man would do such a thing is beyond me, but I hope it wasn't that he felt he had passed his prime. Now every time I go to the shore, or any of the landmarks that symbolize my childhood, I'll think of him and the way I used to feel, looking up at things that just don't seem so big anymore. I'd give anything to feel the way I felt back then.
Alright guys, that's all you get. It's time for me to get ready for the events of this evening. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to anyone who reads this. Who knows, maybe this is the start of another successful LiveJournal run. Time will tell. Until then, adios amigos.