21

so the little sis finally turned 21....hallelujah! she is no longer a legal liability. though she was lucky enough to be spared of the wrath of my mother. on the eve of my 21st birthday - called me over 100 times, each time leaving a frantic message...apparently 20/20 had aired a special entitled 'what your kids do when they turn 21 and don't tell you about'...they profiled a kid that had taken 21 shots in 21 minutes and died. perfect timing 20/20, thanks!

soo, friday night chi chi, homi and i arrive at my sister's party/kegger at ucla at nearly 1 am because chi chi was taking his sweet old time getting ready and taking a bubble bath with oils and lavender salts, but i digress....by the time we get there the party has been shut down, and we enter a dark apt with half empty bottles of generic vodka strewn about. we, at the age of 25, being the oldest people there tried to mesh

cheta & her new boyfriend

in well with the youngens...i didnt quite understand what was going on when a girl stumbled over to me and asked me if she could have an extension on her paper...i then understood that she thought i was her t.a. lovely.

anyways, alls well that ends well...she was drunk (as everyone should be on their 21st)...and met someone...he doesnt say much, and has some weird chest hair patterns going on, is kind of on the pale side...but hey, she seems happy...who am i to judge?

welcome to adulthood cheta!

dream sequence

sooo....i heart this guy from the admit weekend i went to a few weeks ago. i first saw him when i sat in on a lecture...he has these gorgeous eyes, and just the perfect spikey-ness factor to his hair, he was dressed well (a stark contrast to the rest of the schlubs who had rolled into class)...and then i saw his name plate. can we say that his name is f-ugly. well it is. it was like one of those moments on a cheesy sitcom where the person is in the middle of a dream sequence, and then all of a sudden you hear this record scratching and they snap out it...me being the psychotic girl that i am was in the middle of the dream sequence with the harp music in the background, just about to say 'i do', and seeing his name was like running into a pole. and that's when i stopped heart-ing him. yes, i am that shallow.

and today i was looking at some documents from the school, he is one of the people that runs new admit programs, so his bio was there, with his phone number, and where he lives (a 2 min walk from my apt)...coincidence? i think not...perhaps i was destined to stalk him. who am i to fight fate? some friends have already volunteered to sit in the bushes outside his place with me...well, as long as they understand that "let's have dinner tomorrow night" actually means "i am going to force you to hang outside a stranger's window while i duck in the bushes." it's on!

i would post his picture at this point...since you know that i googled him (that goes without saying)...but maybe that would be going too far. soy loca.

"Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna, come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know

Singin’, come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I, a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease "

the grizzly bear

Rewind to 1997 - it was my senior year of high school and the seemingly one hit wonder, the cardigans, had their song 'lovefool' playing endlessly on the radio. some girlfriends and i get tickets to the la concert. since it's general admission, we get there really early and wait in line for hours. the hot topic of discussion was the upcoming sadie hawkins dance and who we were all going to ask. surprisingly, i couldnt think of any one to ask (this is surprising because i cant recall a millisecond in hs that i didnt have a crush on someone)...the girls convince me to ask our friend grizzly because we were good friends and they were positive that he didnt already have a date.

though we were just friends, i thought i would do something cute/special to relay the invitation. i made a puzzle, asking the question "will you go to sadies with me?" placed all the pieces in a cute tin and wrapped it in the "good wrapping paper"...i had bombi come over that night and pick it up - so that she could hand deliver it to grizzly's house. i wait at home, expecting the phone call with an eager 'Yes!' response. that phone call never came. i got tired of waiting and called him...

me: ummmm, so did you get the puzzle?
he: yeah, thanks
me: ummm, ok?
he: yeah, so, i dont think so
me: oh. ok. bye. click

i go to school the next day and yell at the girls for telling me to ask him. i dont think he ended up going with anyone, and i think i got over it pretty quickly. so here we are, 8 years later...he's one of my bestest friends in life, claims to not remember that infamous sadie hawkins puzzle debacle (liar!), out and proud, and one of the greatest people i know. the will to my grace, the hand clutch to my WHY?!, the one that will come over and straighten my mane with a curling iron strand by strand when my flat iron breaks. love you, grizzly...happy birthday!

"love me love me
say that you love me
fool me fool me
go on and fool me
love me love me
i know that you need me
i can't care about anything but you..."

success

To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.

--Ralph Waldo Emerson--

disturbed

so i think i might have just had the most disturbing conversation ive ever had. someone that i really havent spoken to in over a year lets me know that he is going to be in town for the weekend. he continues on to say some things that i was really taken aback by. the reason that we havent spoken in so long is largely due to me, which i have felt guilty about ever since. so i dont know if i should take what he said lightly because i was initially in the wrong, and just let it go...or if i should be really angry about it. im not really sure where all of that came from, im actually still a bit shocked. man, i hate stupid drama...

"still a little bit of your song in my ears
till a little bit of your words I long to hear
you step a little closer to me
so close that I can't see what's going on

stones taught me to fly
love, taught me to lie
life taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall"