•April 2, 2011 • Leave a Comment

So just when I thought my tornado of a life couldn’t get more turbulent, April 1st rolled around and I probably flooded my house in Randoodle with a tsunami of tears. I don’t feel like making the major portion of this blog talking about downers, if you know me, you know what’s happening in my life.

Tsunami can also refer to a type of drink my brother El Jefe made up. We were at Brauhaus in Philly (shout outs Ruth and Tree). It was obvious why we went to this bar, 1) because my brother still thinks he is in college, 2) he never went to Oktoberfest and is jealous, (PROST C. Anthony and QuakerGirl). Anyways, his drink Tsunami is something like you get a girl a beer and when she’s drinking it you throw a glass of water at her and shout TSUNAMI….wtf El jefe? If only you knew about the shirts they are making for their kewl party they’re going to tonight…just let me know if you want the scoop…if you know El Jefe the hilarious immaturity won’t surprise you. Thanks brother, I have a feeling you’re going to give me lots of material for my blog.

You know who else is inappropriate? My doctor. Yesterday she was telling me about a good “healthy” living that I should aim at everyday. Fruits, veggies, vitamins, lots of water, exercise, a 12-inch poop….WHAT? Like her bullet list of 15 things I should eat or do everyday all of a sudden listed a 12-inch poop. Hahahahahaha. She didn’t list sex though (shout out to my lovely Momacha, I know she reads this), and I know Dr. Poopy has a great sex life.

I’m in Randoodle as we speak and my Momacha just made pancakes, and we all know that may be the one thing to get me out of bed (shout out KCSmells)

❤ Sobercyster



•April 1, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Violetta and I just watched Requiem for a Dream. Officially one of my favorite movies. I was holding my heart the entire movie. I’ve never felt for characters so much as I did for the poor Goldfarbs. The editing was phenomenal. And the musical score added to that clutching horror every time I heard it. Just so well done, yet so fucked up. Nice work Aronofsky.

But it has made me reflect on some of my own addictions. And I hope this time next week I’m not going through the same detox process! Yikes! Anyways…Before Violetta and I decided to start the movie, we both needed our sugar fix. So we paid someone 8 bucks to deliver Oreos and Twizzlers to us (shout out Gingersnap). This is when I realized in the last 3 days I’ve eaten a shit ton of Oreos and Twizzlers and spent about $20 alone to do so. So this is when I also realized I may be starting to have a problem (at least I’m already admitting it).

I also realized that I am seriously addicted to not only watching movies, but analyzing the minuscule details that I sometimes forget that it’s important to pay attention to the plot (Shout out C.Anthony). At one point during the movie tonight, I asked Violetta why the mother was at the TV  studio…Violetta didn’t like that, she thought I had been sleeping (I really was just too engulfed in the editing for a moment, sorry Ellen Burstyn…I still would’ve voted for you for Best Actress). But yea, movie addiction, definitely. Today I watched Requiem for a Dream, Frankenstein, and Bamboozled.

Other addictions: my medicines most likely. onions. my bed. Facebook.


365 Days

•March 30, 2011 • Leave a Comment

It’s senior year!!!! This year is all about skipping the one class you are taking, sleeping in, taking shots, yadda yadda  yadda….not for me. The last 365 days have been taking 6 classes, all-nighters, and drum roll please…being sober. I couldn’t help but just sit cross-legged on my bedroom floor and cry yesterday as I thought about where I was 365 days ago…an emergency room.  Now I am in my room, very comfy and watching a Spanish movie (Vacas, Julio Medem), but reflecting on the torturous year I just had. I just ate orgasmic Oreo peanut butter brownies with my stoned friends (shout out to Xontwonekia, Sabrina, Helga Pataki, and Mo’Nique). I couldn’t enjoy the being high part—god forbid I get more paranoid as it is (shout out Marinara).

All my friends keep giving me “mad props” for being sober for this entire year. I tell them it’s pretty easy considering my friends are so awesome and that it’s not hard to have a good time with them. It is true—I’m not boring and I act pretty wild, so 99% of the people at school don’t even know I’m sober–shout out to my ability to semi-close my eyes, hold a beer in my hand, and drop my ass low on the ground during a rap song). But that doesn’t stop me from thinking I should win some sort of prize for what I’ve had to do. Drunk people ARE annoying, especially when you’re sober and they don’t understand you. I’m sure you’ll hear some stories as the days go on.

So whoever decides to follow my blog, this is what you can expect as of now:

1) Funny stories as I continue to be crazy and sober.

2) Life updates.

3) I can get pretty philosophical/analytical as many of you know (i.e. with other peeps’ lives and movies!)… so I guess that’s where the “comments” area can come in…

4) Photos/videos.

I’m kinda overwhelmed with this whole first blog thing. I’m gonna sleep on it and make tomorrow’s a good one.

¡Hasta luego!