Not so randomly selected days of the life of Cristy Fernandez Oquendo Medina Ancension Gagate
So I may one day relive the glory days.
2/8/2007: Going away Party: Tobacco road with Ana, Luz, Ariel, Danny, Giz, Carlos, Tony, John, and Vane: Hot boxed with the boys and had a few drinks. Saw really awesome live jazz.
2/9/2007: Caught a flight to NYC- Vane and I sat and waited in JFK airport for Rube to take us to his place in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Antsyness took over and we pretending we were in Central park feeding birds, That wasn’t too difficult to imagine on the account that birds had snuck into the airport to shelter themselves from the 14 below temp. Our bread: Fritos that were called something different all together. Their right, it is the little differences. 5 layers of clothing later, we hit up the east village. Went into vintage stores, record stores, met pretty girls, and enjoyed the shittiest cup of hot choc. mainly because it was hot and full of sugar.
Caught live music at Tonic: First time I recall seeing a band with a stand up base. The next act was a gorgeous Italian gal who should have spoken Italian all night rather than sing. We suspected she was making it like Mini Vannili and lip singing so we split.
2/10/2007: Next morning Vane, Rube and I had breakfast at Kellogg’s with a bunch of hip sceensters. I had no shame and a really amazing philly cheese steak sub in front of a vegetarian. Vane and I caught the train to the real central park were we got really rambunctious, ran around taking pictures, conquered a frozen over lake of leaves and frozen water falls.
Next we hit the MET. Overwhelmed by some of the most influential pieces of art in history, I was in awe of the stained glass, armored suites, heard a beautiful music in the instruments room. For a moment, I wished I were one of the art students sitting around sketching the statues. After, we had an awesome hotdogs with the works. That night we hit up a little place called Barcade (bar + arcade). I accomplished to get the highest score on the Ms. Pac Man machine, although it’s hardly an accomplishment when everyone before me was probably drunk when playing. Vane and I got really tipsy but still managed to beat a couple of gay guys at pool.
2/11/2007: We hit up China town: I haggled with a man over a couple of hats paid $16 for a fedora for Ariel and a snow hat with drop down ears. It was a few blocks down in little Italy is where I had the most delicious Pizza and shrimp scampi imaginable. Ponderosos was it? Italian men are the funniest flirts ever! Afterwards we fought the Itis, and walked seemingly forever, in fact I still think I’m walking. We went to Ground Zero and a couple of churches. We ended up around Pier14 by the Hudson River. We had some shish-ca-bobs. We confused the trump building for the Empire state building… you know Trump is rolling in it when he fucks with the tourists. We made it to the top right before night fall. Concluded that NY is a lot of a lot in very little.
2/12/2007: Vanessa had some business to take care of, went to the Brooklyn library were I read Jap anime books and argued with Jax. Afterwards, Vane and I were on our way to Rube’s when the train doors locked me in and her out. I got lost in the train. Missed Conan O’brian and stood up a really pretty girl . Vane and I argued, made up had some Chinese, and hit up time square. After all that drama, we needed some laughs. We hit up the “Laugh Factory” and “Ha!”. Both clubs had SNL regulars for comedians and two drink minimums, I am really surprised I did not piss myself of how much I laughed. As we walked Time Square at 3 in the morning, drunk, the promoter to the laugh factory offered us a stay at a hotel and some cocaine, I told him I was from Miami and didn’t play in the snow. We then proceeded to walk… quickly.
2/13/2007: I Slept in, spoke with Rube and Vivica his roommate, played with Mozart their crazy homicidal jungle cat and missed Ariel like crazy. I flew into Miami next to an Italian gigolo. Needless to say it was an interesting flight. The plain had so much turbulence, at one point I turned to the Italian and told him if we were to die, my life thus far would be enough to say I had lived.
2/14/2007: I Boycotted V-day with Ariel after missing him so much. Went to the beach with Ariel and Joe John. Were did a collaborative piece on the sand (cat Meow).
2/15/2007: Went to Pembroke Lakes Mall where Ariel bought me a gorgeous dress that I will pay him back for in secret (he wouldn’t have it any other way). Afternoon frisks. I sat outside an Argro show beating people at chess because the entry fee was too much for Argo. Instead went to a noise conference at church hills were Gina and I hung out while I was inebriated. The curious hair and Ha Ha help played. Saw Audi, wished Ashley were there.
2/16/2007: Picked up Ana, did my homestead exemption. We left to Ft. Lauderdale played truth or truth the whole way over: A dangerous game when playing with such honest gals with such history. I bought dinner and she bought the wine and the dessert. Truth games and alcohol lead to drunken havoc…Those unfortunate people waiting to pee and that bathroom attendant who didn’t know what to do. We skanked like no one was watching. It was perfect night, then Luz, Danny, Ariel showed, perfect timing for Mustard Plug and AAA who played Ana’s heart out.
2/17/2007: Morning frisky. I watched Party Monster with Ariel and Joe John (great movie). I drew. We Played pool with Luz and Dre. Ana got us tipsy at her mother’s restaurant. Went coped some work despite Ana’s aggression. Met up at the bridge at main street. (Dre, Ariel, Ana, Danny, Charlie, Luz, Giz, George) Apparently everyone thinks I’m awesome to hang out with especially when inebriated. Ghost rider sucked but was quite the ride.
2/18/2007: I hung at Meli’s, dropped off Ariel, saw my parents (I tried to speak as little of any of the above), spent alone time inventing, Charlie came over and we walked, ate pizza and watched “Everything you wanted to know about sex but were afraid to ask”- Woody Allen.
2/19/2007: Worked. Ariel came over and we decided I am far too caught up over girls and we should remain best friends forever. Jackie came over with pizza because I was distraught. I went over her place because she forgot the green. I sorted mail while conversing with Amanda.
2/20/2007: Going to the Pretty Lounge with Ariel and Charlie to catch a Twenties show. I love the beach and can’t wait to get out of work. Maybe I’ll see Ana.
2/8/2007: Going away Party: Tobacco road with Ana, Luz, Ariel, Danny, Giz, Carlos, Tony, John, and Vane: Hot boxed with the boys and had a few drinks. Saw really awesome live jazz.
2/9/2007: Caught a flight to NYC- Vane and I sat and waited in JFK airport for Rube to take us to his place in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Antsyness took over and we pretending we were in Central park feeding birds, That wasn’t too difficult to imagine on the account that birds had snuck into the airport to shelter themselves from the 14 below temp. Our bread: Fritos that were called something different all together. Their right, it is the little differences. 5 layers of clothing later, we hit up the east village. Went into vintage stores, record stores, met pretty girls, and enjoyed the shittiest cup of hot choc. mainly because it was hot and full of sugar.
Caught live music at Tonic: First time I recall seeing a band with a stand up base. The next act was a gorgeous Italian gal who should have spoken Italian all night rather than sing. We suspected she was making it like Mini Vannili and lip singing so we split.
2/10/2007: Next morning Vane, Rube and I had breakfast at Kellogg’s with a bunch of hip sceensters. I had no shame and a really amazing philly cheese steak sub in front of a vegetarian. Vane and I caught the train to the real central park were we got really rambunctious, ran around taking pictures, conquered a frozen over lake of leaves and frozen water falls.
Next we hit the MET. Overwhelmed by some of the most influential pieces of art in history, I was in awe of the stained glass, armored suites, heard a beautiful music in the instruments room. For a moment, I wished I were one of the art students sitting around sketching the statues. After, we had an awesome hotdogs with the works. That night we hit up a little place called Barcade (bar + arcade). I accomplished to get the highest score on the Ms. Pac Man machine, although it’s hardly an accomplishment when everyone before me was probably drunk when playing. Vane and I got really tipsy but still managed to beat a couple of gay guys at pool.
2/11/2007: We hit up China town: I haggled with a man over a couple of hats paid $16 for a fedora for Ariel and a snow hat with drop down ears. It was a few blocks down in little Italy is where I had the most delicious Pizza and shrimp scampi imaginable. Ponderosos was it? Italian men are the funniest flirts ever! Afterwards we fought the Itis, and walked seemingly forever, in fact I still think I’m walking. We went to Ground Zero and a couple of churches. We ended up around Pier14 by the Hudson River. We had some shish-ca-bobs. We confused the trump building for the Empire state building… you know Trump is rolling in it when he fucks with the tourists. We made it to the top right before night fall. Concluded that NY is a lot of a lot in very little.
2/12/2007: Vanessa had some business to take care of, went to the Brooklyn library were I read Jap anime books and argued with Jax. Afterwards, Vane and I were on our way to Rube’s when the train doors locked me in and her out. I got lost in the train. Missed Conan O’brian and stood up a really pretty girl . Vane and I argued, made up had some Chinese, and hit up time square. After all that drama, we needed some laughs. We hit up the “Laugh Factory” and “Ha!”. Both clubs had SNL regulars for comedians and two drink minimums, I am really surprised I did not piss myself of how much I laughed. As we walked Time Square at 3 in the morning, drunk, the promoter to the laugh factory offered us a stay at a hotel and some cocaine, I told him I was from Miami and didn’t play in the snow. We then proceeded to walk… quickly.
2/13/2007: I Slept in, spoke with Rube and Vivica his roommate, played with Mozart their crazy homicidal jungle cat and missed Ariel like crazy. I flew into Miami next to an Italian gigolo. Needless to say it was an interesting flight. The plain had so much turbulence, at one point I turned to the Italian and told him if we were to die, my life thus far would be enough to say I had lived.
2/14/2007: I Boycotted V-day with Ariel after missing him so much. Went to the beach with Ariel and Joe John. Were did a collaborative piece on the sand (cat Meow).
2/15/2007: Went to Pembroke Lakes Mall where Ariel bought me a gorgeous dress that I will pay him back for in secret (he wouldn’t have it any other way). Afternoon frisks. I sat outside an Argro show beating people at chess because the entry fee was too much for Argo. Instead went to a noise conference at church hills were Gina and I hung out while I was inebriated. The curious hair and Ha Ha help played. Saw Audi, wished Ashley were there.
2/16/2007: Picked up Ana, did my homestead exemption. We left to Ft. Lauderdale played truth or truth the whole way over: A dangerous game when playing with such honest gals with such history. I bought dinner and she bought the wine and the dessert. Truth games and alcohol lead to drunken havoc…Those unfortunate people waiting to pee and that bathroom attendant who didn’t know what to do. We skanked like no one was watching. It was perfect night, then Luz, Danny, Ariel showed, perfect timing for Mustard Plug and AAA who played Ana’s heart out.
2/17/2007: Morning frisky. I watched Party Monster with Ariel and Joe John (great movie). I drew. We Played pool with Luz and Dre. Ana got us tipsy at her mother’s restaurant. Went coped some work despite Ana’s aggression. Met up at the bridge at main street. (Dre, Ariel, Ana, Danny, Charlie, Luz, Giz, George) Apparently everyone thinks I’m awesome to hang out with especially when inebriated. Ghost rider sucked but was quite the ride.
2/18/2007: I hung at Meli’s, dropped off Ariel, saw my parents (I tried to speak as little of any of the above), spent alone time inventing, Charlie came over and we walked, ate pizza and watched “Everything you wanted to know about sex but were afraid to ask”- Woody Allen.
2/19/2007: Worked. Ariel came over and we decided I am far too caught up over girls and we should remain best friends forever. Jackie came over with pizza because I was distraught. I went over her place because she forgot the green. I sorted mail while conversing with Amanda.
2/20/2007: Going to the Pretty Lounge with Ariel and Charlie to catch a Twenties show. I love the beach and can’t wait to get out of work. Maybe I’ll see Ana.