Time to Dream Seriosuly

Good morning duckies!

Today is my second official day of my summer internship with HarperCollins Publishers and I'm so glad to be here again.

(Technically today would be my third day if I had come into work yesterday. I woke up with a head-cracking sinus headache and a stomach potent with nausea...could you imagine working under those conditions?

Wooohuh! I think not!)

Anywho, it's raining today but I'm not going to let it spoil my magical Thursday.

Speaking of magical days, I've realized that this is my last carefree summer.

Since I'll be a Senior in college this upcoming Fall, this is my last summer of childhood. Next summer I'll be thinking about career moves instead of studying the moves of Ken from Street Fighter 4 for PS3.

Yes, I am 20 but I still live at home and I don't pay any bills. But I'm not looking at this summer as the last season before my "impending doom." Growing up isn't a bad thing: it can be scary but it's inevitable. Recently, for some strange reason my thoughts have been scrambling about and I find myself--at least once a day--asking myself if I'm ready for the real world.

Sometimes I'm unsure but that's okay. I don't know where I'm going to end up after college but I do know this:

I am a dreamer and a thinker. I am a person who can see the Sun waiting behind storm clouds. I will do whatever it takes to show the world my worth and I am not afraid to go it alone.

I am Gabriel, watch me live!

With that being said, I am currently single and I am ready to find me a SummerBoy.

A Summerboy is a boy you only date for the summer (duh!). The relationship between you and the Summerboy may drag on into the Fall...but it rarely works out. He is just a summer fling.

Last year I started a relationship with this kid named Jamal. He was incredibly sexy: beautiful eyes, luscious lips, body of a Greek God, brains of a wizard, sex-drive of a lion, and words sweeter than any August strawberry. We became an item within the first few days of meeting--which could have been the source of our downfall--and dated from July to October. Everything was simple and fun. He met my family and he even came to my 20th birthday dinner at Carmine's, my favorite Italian restaurant!

I soon found out that Jamal was clinically insane. When I went back to school, this past Fall, he kept calling me nonstop. It wasn't the typical "1 to 3 calls and then I'm going to wait for you to call me back." I remember seeing 10 back-to-back missed calls and each call was made every 2 minutes.

I was in dance practice, creating a routine for my school's annual pep rally "Midnight Mania" so I couldn't pick up my phone. But when I did pick up, he was vicious.

(I won't go into details but he was flat-out rude.)

But yeah...I need a new Summerboy.

Speaking of summer, my birthday is 2 months and a day away: August 19th! Remember those lavish plans I blogged about having in mind for my birthday? I'm over it lol. I just want something simple. I would like to have a birthday dinner in my backyard with my close New York friends and family, in the early evening.

Then I would like to proceed (via limousine or party bus) to a chic bar/club--where everyone else who wants to party with me can join--to dance and drink the night away.

Then I'd like to end the night at a strip club. (I've never been to one. I'm curious.)

I just want my 21st to be glamorously simple, yet eventful.

OH! I have some breaking news.

I've been thinking about sexuality, the stigmas and the connotations, and I've realized that I've been limiting myself of true pleasure by not "taking it further" with female partners. I've given males twenty years so I think it only seems fair to give females a try.

Starting today, I'm taking the Gaga pledge. (I just made it up!)

I shall not deny female partners my sexual company any longer. I'm going to test-run this bisexual business and see where it goes. Of course my standards will still be in play so all the ugly ducklings need not apply lol.

Woooohuh!

Sexuality is just a label. Sex is expression summoned from the contact between two or more persons. Sex is fun. Sex can be rough (love it) but sex is meant to be a mutually pleasurable experience. Other than vaginas, maybe females have something that guys don't quite possess.

It's time for some "Words of Wisdom."

"When you label something, the label you give manifests itself into the idea of it's entitlement. And with entitlement comes biases. Try not to label things with set-in-stone parameters. Think of things as flexible entities because if you limit things, you limit yourself."

Okay duckies, I have four submissions I need to review before I leave today and I'm sure other assignments will come running to my desk.

I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true and tuned.

Live, love & Lady Gaga,

Gabriel Anderson

Practice what you blog

I believe I did a no-no.  Yesterday I posted the quote about procrastination and here I am procrastinating.  I just completed two out of my three assignments that are due tomorrow.  It's 12:54 am and I'm still doing work.  I don't really think it's my fault though.  It's my mother's fault.  I'm always procrastinating.  (I mean look at what time I blog lol).  I think I wait to the last minute to do everything because I was born during the last 10 minutes on August 19th.  

I was born at 11:51pm on August 19th, 1988.  So technically it's my mother's whispering eye's fault (go look up "whispering eye") for pushing me out at the last minute.  But I'm not waiting to the last minute to plan my 21st birthday.  I've been planning it for almost two years now.  It's going to be called "The Sexy 7: 21 on the 21st."  (August 19th falls on a Wednesday next year so my friend Monica suggested Friday the 21st instead.  Unfortunately, she won't be of age to party with us.  There's always your b'day Monica!)  It's called the Sexy 7 because only seven people are going to be in VIP with me the entire night.  Others can come...but they have to join us later.  Anywho, my 21st birthday will go as follows:

from 6pm-8pm there will be a backyard reception with body sushi models:

following that we'll aboard my party bus (that we'll have for the entire night)

to go to a chic NYC bar.

After we get tired of the bar scene, we'll head to a hot club, where the Sexy 7 will be in VIP with  me...

and everyone else can join us at the club, just not in VIP lol.  (Don't worry, I'll come down and party with you guys.)

Isn't that such a beautiful night?  I love my life.  And you should love yours too.  With being said, let's get to the quote of the day for Dec 2nd:

"When you find yourself in a rut remove yourself from the situation to alleviate your stress.  Do something that makes you happy and positive vibes will push the negativity out of your life.  When you feel like yourself again take a deep breath and proceed with living your gorgeous life."

Those are the instructions for a happy life.  The secret to life is surround yourself with things and people that make you happy.  I wish you all eternal happiness and a wonderful night.  I have to get back to procrastinating lol.  Stay true.  

Lately,

Gabriel Anderson