Weddings in Seattle

Weddings. Such a beautiful thing, especially when they last twenty minutes. I know my friend Bethany well, and twenty minutes is a perfect amount of time for her. That is about as short as you can get and incorporate everything you need. Music, vows, walking. I was the Man of Honor, and as such, I would be standing the entire time, and that was about what most of us could handle.

She wasn't too happy to be fussed over, but we wouldn't let her get away with that at all. We made sure that everything went well and that she had everything she needed, even though she was mostly thinking of other people. All in all it was short and sweet. The entire affair from the hair appointment to the get away car lasted about eight hours. That is fortunately a very short amount of time, with plenty of time for sitting.

My part in the wedding was very simple. Look good, and pull at he dress to make sure that it looked good, and I did at least the last part well enough. I also had to be there to make sure that she was doing fine, and help her get through the whole thing, which I think I did well enough! Afterwards, the close family and friends played Apples to Apples, and ate pizza. It was a very casual after party, but it was fun, and very like my friend.

That was not the only thing that happened. We had a very fun bachelorette party, consisting of watching a comedy show, and eating a late night dinner. We also had many a trip to Target for necessities. The rehearsal was followed by a nice dinner, and of course a movie, Wall-E (very interesting, and also quite good).

Lastly, my final day in Seattle, was filled with fun. We had a last family and close friend brunch which was a nice way to say goodbye. After that, I went to Seattle Pride Parade with the Best Woman, Elizabeth, and that was such fun! We took a quick tour of the festival that was packed with people. We did not stay there very long, as we had other items on our "Hit List." After pride we hit Pikes Place Market, and saw the fish thrown, and of course I went to the first Starbucks Coffee location, and that was a bit fun. We also hit up Starbucks Headquarters which is the best Starbucks in Seattle. Lastly we went to West Seattle for a tour of the 'beach' which was absent because of high tide.

All in all I had a fantastic time visiting friends and 'family' from all over the nation and it was a pleasure to see my best friend so happy. I hope you all had a great weekend as well!


P.S. Pictures are up!

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Update!
Current mood: adventurous
Category: Life

Hey everyone!

I hope you all are doing well!! I'm about half way done with my first part of summer school. It's gone by pretty fast! Anyways, I think I'm doing alright. I've been doing my reading, and I've started my paper (due at the end of the month) so all is well so far.

I haven't posted anything here about pride, but I had a blast at ABQ pride last weekend. It was so fun! And I might go to Seattle Pride next week! That would be three prides in one year! Wow, I'm so gay! lol

Anyways, next weekend is also my friend Bethany's wedding, so that's why I'll be in Seattle next week. I'm excited for everything! Now I just got to push ahead with my class work so that I don't get behind while I'm out partying!

Well I hope you all have a great week!

New Blog! Yay!

Hey everyone! Just wanted to let you know that I've started another blog on Blogger, and I may or may not stop using this one. I will most likely post here on occasion, but I just wanted to let y'all know!

Hugs,
Drew

New Blog http://snowppl.blogspot.com/

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A Study in Alliteration

Soft sounds slither, structured serpentine,
Jewel-like over jumbled jealous ground from
Very viscous Victorians, who vaunt
Lazily, loosing luscious life loftily.

Hence, their haughty homes house
Ancient acrimonious ambition above
The crust. Crystalline cracks creep;
The white world-owners are unaware.

Feeling fortressed, they feast fearlessly
On other's output, often the offal.
Pleasantly, the parasites power progressively peters
Then the Tall tumble, trampled to termination.

NOTE: This is best when read aloud.

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My Schedule for Summer and Fall 2008
Current mood: accomplished
Category: School, College, Greek

I am going to be a busy bee for the rest of this year! Why oh why do I do this to myself?? I have no idea. In any case, here is my class schedule for the rest of the year! Hopefully I'll have time for fun and time for work!

Summer 2008 1st four weeks:

Weight Training and Physical Conditioning 700-800 am M-F
The French Revolution and Napolean 810-930 am M-F (6 week course)
(Not too bad, just really early...)

Summer 2008 2nd four weeks:
Early Shakespeare 1030-1230 am M-F
Yoga 4-5 pm M-F


Fall 2008:

MWF

Yoga 900-950 am
The Islamic Middle East to 1800 1000-1050 am
Weight Training and Physical Conditioning 1100-1150
(A nice workout no?)

TR
Intermediate Creative Writing- Fiction 930-1045 am
Traditional China (history class) 1100 am-1215 pm
Intermediate Creative Writing- Poetry 200- 315 pm
Publishing (Thursdays only) 530-800 pm
(I do get a lunch break!)

So what do you think? I am excited that I put some fitness into my schedule! Don't worry though. Be fearless! I have taken those classes as Credit/No Credit, meaning that if I 'fail' them it doesn't count against my GPA. I'm taking them more for stress relief/fun than anything else. Hell, I'm paying as if I'm taking 18 units, might as well take the classes for 'free.'

Wish me luck!!! :)

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So You Think You Know Me? (Warning! This is not a survey!)
Current mood: frustrated
Category: Writing and Poetry

So you think you know me? Chances are that you don't. I am warning you right now, that the person you see most days isn't going to be here today, instead you are going to see what I typically hide most of the time. By the end you'll think I'm schizophrenic. To start off, I'll show you some poetry recently written about how I see how others see me.

Pit or Pedestal

Am I high above the Earth, just a plaything at my feet, dirty?
Or am I buried below, lower than the foulest beasts with unholy stench?

Do I sit on a throne with gilded gems and slaves at my feet?
Do I writhe in the dirt and mud, wallowing in basest function?

One or the other is seems it must be.
No middle territory, no earthly medium.
Angelically high, or slovenly low.

One moment I'm in the Pit,
The next vaulted sky is my neighbor.
Pushed, again, falling to less-than, trampolined to new heights
Pit or Pedestal? Filth or Reverence?

I have no way of knowing.
(This is about whether people see me as something annoying and unworthy, and they only talk to me out of compassion, or whether people are so afraid of me because I am so beautiful)

Truth about the Lies

What can be true?
Do I believe my bleeding heart?
Do I listen to the sweet words sounding from others' lips?

The lies they stickily say are washed away by the coldness of my blood.
The truths they mention sounds false in my ears.
No 'truth' could be more false than of my beauty.
For beauty attracts and bewitches those that see.

There are none that follow me blindly,
None that approach, even nervously.
None that say this but friends and fakes.
Online personalities protected by firewalls pronounce this.
the friends uplifting mention and praise.

But there is not truth.
Nothing but empty words bouncing around empty space.
There is nothing concrete, nothing real but the solitude of existence.
The empty despair.
(This is about the endless flatteries and compliments that mean nothing to me. If they were true, would I be writing this? Would I have been single for five years? etc.)

Ok. Now that we've started, I must continue. I tell you all flat out that I consciously repress my sexuality. Why? Well, there is no point in being ready for no good, so I shut it down. Unfortunately, it does surface. I'll tell a little story:

I meet this guy online, but he was a friend of someone I knew in person, so I didn't worry about it. We took the day too see LA. We left at six in the morning, I believe, and took the train in to Union Station. We went to the LA library. Not much else. We went to lunch, I believe, and then decided to go back to his apartment. We then proceeded to get drunk. Shots of tequila, and Corona. I was pretty smashed, that I posted a drunk bulletin. After this we dry humped for some time, wrestled, and the entire time I was saying gibberish, as in making strange sounds, like language but not. Like speaking in tongues. I fell asleep and then went home a few hours later. We never talked again, and my friend said I freaked him out.

Stater Bros. story:

I really liked this guy I worked with. He gave me road head after coming home from the club once. I didn't know if he liked me, but it felt good. I didn't come. Later I got annoyed with his childish behavior (he is 10 years older than I am) and then at a party I would have had sex with him, but I was drunk, and he was as well. It didn't happen, and I can't remember if I told him I would have had sex with him. I think I would have regretted it.

The Ex story:

I had a boyfriend when I was 18. We only dated because he stalked me, and my friend, and he went to her house so that we could all hang out. I agreed. We went to a park and then a few days later we were dating. I liked him. I lie when I say that I didn't, but at the same time I tell the truth. He wanted to have sex, but I wasn't ready, so we didn't. We slept in the same bed at my grandma's house. I never told them, nor will I. We agreed on an open relationship, since I was visiting my mom. I almost didn't go, but I did. I called him everyday. His sister told me he cheated on me, and when I got back after a few weeks (not quite sure) I broke up with him. I knew that he slept with my friend Ashley's friend Shane, because she told me, and tried to hook us up at one point. Funny no? I'll included a poem here about this as well (written recently).

The tanning bed story:

I randomly went to APU one day with my friends from Citrus. We were hanging out in the music building and one of the guys, Rob, and I went out to go tanning. I had never been before. Not that we tanned at all. We got naked, and we played with each other's privates. After the tanning bed turned off (which we did not get in, we where standing up) I laid down and he went down on me. I didn't come, not nearly enough time. He said we should leave because it would look bad (as if two guys going into a booth together isn't). He told me not to say anything because he was trying to be straight. A few weeks later I believe he showed up at my residence, and came in, full knowing I had the flu. I was not feeling well or charitable. Who is when they are sick? So I rebuked him and sent him off. I don't think we talked much after that. I wanted nothing to do with him.

Satisfy your curiosity? I hope so. Now I must admit I don't think about these incidents often. They are not pleasant in the least.

Now about other things. I never wanted to get a Bachelor's Degree. I wanted to live in dorms on a campus, I wanted to get the hell out of California, and I realized that I could never do what I wanted to do unless I got an education. I enjoy the learning, but I hate doing homework, hate having to deal with bureaucracy. I am so close, so I'm going to finish. And I will go on to graduate school. I want a Master's of Fine Arts in creative writing.

I decided to pursue writing because of blogging. There was a wonderful blogger that really helped me shape this dream, and it saddens me to no end that I can never thank him for it. Sean Sometimes. I really miss him, really miss talking on the phone with him about anything and everything. I feel terrible that myspace misunderstanding drove him away. You should read my previous blogs during my heyday, when Sean was around.

I hate leeching off of people. I feel that I should be able to take care of myself. I can't. I have to rely on other people for a lot of things, and I can't help but feel like a burden. My mom helps me with school, my friends give me rides, lunch, alcohol, and gifts. It drives me up the wall that I can't do this for myself. I don't feel like I deserve anything. I really wish I didn't need friends or anyone for that matter.

I secretly enjoy the emotional pain that I have. I love to wallow in my sorrow, and feel the pain. It makes me feel alive. At the same time I hate having any emotion whatsoever. I hate that I like guys. I hate that people can take advantage of my compassion. I feel like the rock that never gets to rest, that must constantly be strong. Never allowed to make a mistake.

I am a perfectionist. If I can't do something perfect and beautiful from the start, I get angry. I am not allowed to make mistakes. It's a huge thing for me to be happy with anything other than 100%. This semester at school I have less than a 4.0 and I can't justify that. I want to party and have fun. Not do homework.

I used to have guy best friends in middle school. I have no idea how we parted, but it was probably due to band. We hung out all the time inside and outside school. I even had a sleepover at one of their houses before the Rose Parade. His mother made french toast, and I was ungrateful. I still fell bad about that. We had stayed up all night, and slept during the parade.

I went to Japan, and I was horrible to my host family. I gave them a pin and broke it pop a zit. I made the mother go get me McDonald's because I didn't want to eat the food that they had prepared. I spent money my aunt gave me on something, but I was supposed to buy her a kimono. I feel bad even though she forgave me. I liked Japan, and one day I want to go back.

I hated marching band. I really did. I played flute, and was teased for being gay, which I denied. I hated having competitions. I hated the people in the band who thought they were better than everyone else. I hated the elitist attitude towards me because I didn't give a flying fu©k about musical theories. I hated that I was passed up for Wind Ensemble and only let in because they needed people to be in the percussion section. I only wanted to play the bagpipes so that I could wear a kilt.

I didn't realize I was gay until the end of my sophomore year, when my 'one true love' was going to graduate. I figured it out then. I wrote horrible letters to the poor guy. Eventually I told him who I was, because I hadn't heard from him. He left for the military. I remember the day he told me. I was devastated. His brother used to go to the high school, but he never attended after I sent the email which revealed me as a guy. He is now engaged and you can look at his myspace if you promised not to bug him. I'll send you a link if you want.

I once went on stage and revealed my homosexuality, in a monologue. I lied after and said that it wasn't true; that I made it up. The only person who really knew was Lila. I miss her. I wish that we had kept in touch, but she doesn't keep in touch with anyone, I don't think.

I really hate losing touch with people. I hate it when people lose touch with me. I can't stand it when people don't call me back, or text me back, or send me a message back. I think it's rude, and I get devastated when guys do that to me. I got pissed very recently at someone who had done this then out of the blue sends me a message with his phone number, and then tells me I'm attractive. I call bullshit on that. If you thought that, you would have fu©king emailed me back!

I have body image issues, and for me its not that difficult to understand. I hope the introduction poetry lets you into my head enough to see why. I haven't had a boyfriend in five years. I've been on a few dates. They all ended badly. I have no idea when someone likes me. I think a friend of mine did, but he never said anything and I think I finally got it one day. I still have to ask him if it's true.

I am too frank with guys, when they ask. I've broken hearts, and felt terrible. I can't play Cat and Mouse. I don't like playing games with guys. It's a waste of time, and I can't handle the mental pressure that it creates, so I drop the person, or freak out, or renounce people.

I don't believe in 'love' and 'true love'. It doesn't exist, except as a horrible idea. It's a bunch of bullshit. I acquired this idea recently. I do, however, believe in love as friendship and family. That's how the word should be used. Not for princesses locked in their tower waiting for the perfect man to rescue her. Get real.

I don't believe in the Bible. I believe in energy that surrounds us. I think that you can believe in God and not in Hell. I think that we are blind to so much, because of our beliefs in higher powers, when we have access to wonders before our eyes. I have yet to expand on this, I'm still exploring.

I am who I am. And I hope that you 'get' where I come from now. If this isn't the me you know, I'd say adjust, or delete me. But have the courtesy to say that.

Therapy writing at its best.

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Blog Time
Category: Blogging

Hello everyone! I hope you are all doing really well! I had another fun weekend, with a nice dinner on Friday, then Family Fun Center (it's great to be 5 again), and Bowling last night. This last week was a good one, two tests that I did well on, and not too much homework this weekend. Just a lot of reading. I'm taking a quick break before I continue on with the homework.

I also cleaned most of the apartment yesterday. Had to get things clean. I didn't clean what I never use, so that's good. Let them clean their yucky bathroom.

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Ack!

Ok, so last weekend was a killer weekend with lots of homework to do, so I didn’t get a chance to blog last week! Sorry guys!

Anyways to catch everybody up on current events, I went to the zoo this weekend, and you can check out the pictures I posted! :D I went bowling Friday and kicked butt, so I did get to have a fun weekend. And let me tell you I needed it! :) For the most part I did cleaning and homework today, so I’m good for the rest of the week! Ready to get it all done! :)

Have a great week everyone!

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Short ’lil Blog
Category: Life

Well this week was Spring Break, and I got most of my projects done that I wanted to get done. I didn’t write all my papers, but they aren’t due for a while, so I’m okay with that. I did finish my BOOK! It’s now time to edit it, and it get more comprehensive and complete, possible add, and definitely flesh things out.

I’ve been cooking a lot, and just generally sitting around. I’m really wishing for another week off. Bleh for going back to school. Oh well. I’m almost there!

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Cookies!

Well I made cookies and in the style of Angelnina I decided to take pics and give you my recipe! Here you go!

Andrew’s Cookies Recipe:

2 1/4 c. flour
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. salt
1 c. (2 sticks) salted butter- this has a better flavor IMO
3/4 c. granulated sugar
3/4 c. packed brown sugar
1 tsp. pure vanilla extract
2 eggs
12 oz. chocolate chips

Preheat oven to 375 F. Mix flour, baking soda, and salt in small bowl. Throughly mix sugars, butter and vanilla (make sure they are creamed together, very smooth). Add eggs. Mix in flour in gradually.





Add chips. Spoon small amount onto greased or non-stick cookie sheet.



Bake for 9 - 11 minutes, depending on size. Let cool for 2 - 3 min. before placing on plate/tray etc.





Eat and enjoy!



P.S. For storage use 1 gallon plastic bags with a piece of bread for softness.

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Spring Break
Category: Life

Spring break is this coming week! How I need a break! I think it came a bit late, but that could just be me. Anyways, I’ll show you my wonderful To-Do list for the break! I’ve got some of the things already finished, but not nearly all the stuff that is going to take a long time. Here is the picture:



Yay! Doesn’t this look like fun? I’ve got lots of things to do, so hopefully I can get most of it done. I think I should have enough time to do it. And next week I think I’ll be Angelnina for a day or two, taking pictures of yummy, tasty food! How exciting!

This last week was one not a good one. I got a bad grade on a test (C) and I was really missing my friends and really missing California. Everything seemed to not be working for me, but this weekend really started off well!

Last night I went to a gay bar The District, and it was fun! Haven’t been to one here yet, so it was interesting to see all these people! I even saw some guys from school that were there! Damn closet cases! LOL Anyways, I just went to check it out, and I have to say that it is like many gay bars. We’ll just leave it at that, and all you have to know is that I went out, and had a good time (get your minds OUT of the gutter!).

Anyways, you’ll probably here more from me this next week since I actually have time to do things!

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Auntie Drew, with SPECIAL GUEST!
Category: Blogging

Well, well! Auntie Drew offers you a very special deal! Two for one! How exciting? Let my Guest introduce himself!

Dr.: Greetings and salutations everyone out there in the myspace and the blog Internet worlds. This is The Doctor, I am here teaming up with Auntie Drew for a bit of fun for the weekend.

And we are going to be taking your questions and seeing what is really on all your minds out there. No questions are too much to ask, and nothing is out of the ordinary that we cannot answer or talk about. So get those little fingers typing on those keys, and ask away at us than.

And in the mean time, if you are wondering just who the heck I am. Just think of me as like the Doctor character from Doctor Who. For those of you in the know, more like the Doctor of the current series on BBC:) Now I must go see what Auntie is up too, I’ve waiting on that Tea she offered me for some time now. And I told her that if we could have tea, we would take a nice little trip in my Tardis;)

Cheers mates!!

AD: Well now isn’t that a lovely thing? So do what you are accustomed to, dearies! And this tea is delicious!

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Faces
Category: Life

Across the sea of faces,
Across countless names
and countless places,
a game is played.
Played upon the hearts
that supply the faces,
red in their color,
that supply the names,
that same life.

A weary face turns
away from the game,
away from the faces,
away from the names.
An unshed tear
threatens to moisten
the very air, dry and
lifeless, deserted.

Another face turns,
its cries of anger soar
high in the lifeless air.
It rails against the futility
of life, the patterns,
the very essence that
names itself humanity.

The faces, content in their
games, do not notice
the few that turn away.
These faces posture and
pose, showing the side
they believe is best.

There is a lone face
looking with intent
interest at those others;
they cannot see this face,
and it weeps in its solitude.

The faces begin to dance,
an intricate dance, and
sees little of the steps;
formulated to be just so.

They see nothing, nothing
but faces, nothing but the
beauty around them.

They do not care,
they do not listen.

The face is everything.

This explains what is in my head at the moment. Just me being me.

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ABQ News

Well, New Mexico is much the same as it was last week, although it was really nice today, and tonight. One of those nostalgic nights, where everything reminds you of something or someone from your past, and it's hard to bear.

I've been pretty homesick this last week, I've really wanted to come home and see everyone, and just be there. It's really hard being out here, but it is really good for me to be somewhere that I can grow out of my shell and experience life.

In news: I played raquetball today, and last Sunday with Kate, my lesbian big sister. lol. I had two midterms and a paper all at the end of the week, so this week was harder with stress, but I actually had more free time than I normally do. My spring break is the week after next, so that is going to be something exciting! I get to relax and work on my other projects! Yay!

I've been really bad, and haven't written anything for myself, just classes, but to make up lost time, I'm going to write a short story and finish my first novel over m break! At least I hope so, I might even try to write a second story. Ambitious, I know. I'll also get ahead with my homework so that it won't be so crazy! I'll be having tons of time on my hands, and not much to do, so hopefully I can get all my stuff done!

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Saturday Mornings with Auntie Drew

Auntie Drew is back! Here to take questions and provide you with stunningly beautiful answers.

Ask away! Ask as a blog comment or ask as an email!

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