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| Well, went ahead and bought a new laptop. I know I missed Black Friday, the day to buy electronics, but I got a pretty good deal on this one, I think. It's a Toshiba Sattelite A215-S7437 with the AMD Turion 64 X2 dual-core processor TL-58, 1.9 GHz, 2048 MB SDRAM, 200GB HDD. I got it for $700. It's faster than my old one, has a battery that works and is insured for 3 years. I probably will end up fixing my old one and letting my brother have it as a hand-me-down. I like being the older brother  .
On a side note, I went ahead and bought myself like 3 pairs of jeans, two pairs of shoes, some sweaters, and I had to stop myself from taking more. I can only spend so much taxpayer money, after all. Seriously, stepping into Mervyn's was a bad idea. I almost bought a bunch of suits, shirts, leather jackets, dress pants, athletic jackets, and a bunch of other stuff. Yes, my name is Cristian, and I am a shopaholic... Hi, Cristian.
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| Hello peoplesMan, it's gonna take one of those Nathan-esque posts to catch up on all this time I havent posted on my Xanga. But I'm not down to write one. It's funny how I had my life planned out for me Senior year, and it has turned out nothing like expected. Probably joining my fraternity was the biggest change. I never was much of a party guy, and now I've been averaging two parties a week. It's cool how I know all the girls I thought were cute coming into UCSD. What's also funny is that they're usually more forward than you would think they were. However, it could just be that I have gained a bunch of confidence in the past year.
I remember getting all depressed because of that one girl; turns out she was dime a dozen. Still three years of high school love/like/enfatuation stick to you. Even after I deleted her number from my phone the summer after graduation, I still have it memorized, and my memory usually sucks. I like my modus vivendi now, though. I definitely don't get down over girls anymore, not just because there's so many, but because I feel that 1) I don't need a girl right now, and 2) I could get a quality one in a heartbeat.
One thing about being so far away from home, is that you notice how much your family is affected by your absence: not just in how they act towards you, but how they act in relation to each other. My mom's definitely getting tired. She's worked so hard to get us where we are. My brother is going through the same phases I went through, and I can't really tell him that I relate because all the time that I'm away from him doesn't help my cause. My mom will be happy to have me home for thanksgiving weekend. My mom already told me that I get to choose what we eat for the weekend. I want to be able to comfort my mother, and support my brother, but my mom's a fighter, and she's proud. My brother is just getting to experience his independence, so I know that he doesn't want me imposing things on him.
If it wasn't for my frat bros, I don't know how depressed I be, for being without my family. Gjo- my line bro is down to help me out with anything and everything, and he's a cool guy too. The rest of the bros are also a good bunch of guys to kick it with. We've had so many fun times, they are my second home.
I'm glad to say that the only thing that hasn't changed much is my friendship with Marco. He's really the only one I've kept regular contact with, and I hung out with him the most during the summer. He's still the same guy, and probably the only reason why I bother to remember who I used to be. Makes me remember the fun Westmoor times.
I'm sorry to say that I have broken many of what used to be close ties with people who I loved to be with.
Hmmm. well that's it for now. It was good to write freely again, and to remember high school. Nathan, thanks for the blog idea. I don't know if I'll update often, though...
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| Funny thing happened today. When I came to school I realized I didn't know what room my final was in. I was already ten minutes late, and when I went to the Department Chair of Foreign Language, he just told me I was screwed. When that happened, I went to the Latino Support Network (to cry  ). Then, they told me my final was next week. Heh, I've never felt so stupid before. Now, I have to study for anthro, which is tomorrow, and get ready for work today. Erghh, I hate the mall. | | |
| The City in the Sea
- LO! Death has reared himself a throne
- In a strange city lying alone
- Far down within the dim West,
- Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
- Have gone to their eternal rest.
- There shrines and palaces and towers
- (Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
- Resemble nothing that is ours.
- Around, by lifting winds forgot,
- Resignedly beneath the sky
- The melancholy waters lie.
- No rays from the holy heaven come down
- On the long night-time of that town,
- But light from out the lurid sea
- Shines up the turrets silently,
- Gleams up the pinnacles far and free;
- Up domes--up spires--up kingly halls--
- Up fanes--up Babylon-like walls--
- Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers
- Of sculptured ivy and stone flowers--
- Up many and many a marvelous shrine
- Where wreathed friezes intertwine
- The viol, the violet, and the vine.
- Resignedly beneath the sky
- The melancholy waters lie.
- So blend the turrets and shadows there
- That all seem pendulous in air,
- While from a proud tower in the town
- Death looks gigantically down.
- There open fanes and gaping graves
- Yawn level with the luminous waves,
- But not the riches there that lie
- Within each idol's diamond eye,
- Not the gaily-jeweled dead
- Tempt the waters from their bed,
- For no ripples curl, alas!
- Along that wilderness of glass,
- No swellings tell that winds may be
- Upon some far-off happier sea,
- No heavings hint that winds have been
- On seas less hideously serene.
- For lo, a stir is in the air!
- The wave--there is a movement there!
- As if the towers cast aside
- In slightly sinking, the dull tide;
- As if their tops had feebly given
- A void within the filmy heaven.
- The waves have now a redder glow;
- The hours are breathing faint and low.
- And when, amid no earthly moans,
- Down, down that town shall settle hence,
- Hell, rising from a thousand thrones,
- Shall do it reverence.
- Edgar Allan Poe
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| A DREAM In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted. Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past? That holy dream - that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding. What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star? | | |
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