"Fame Ain't For the Faint of Heart"

Hello duckies: I'm back! Ugh, it's been such a long time since I blogged. I feel like I put you up for adoption or something.

Anywho, it feels great to be back. More importantly it feels amazing to be a senior in college: "amazingly indifferent" seems to be a bit more accurate.

As a Senior, it's relaxing to look at freshmen chaos because it was only three years ago that I contributed to it. I miss the beautifully random (protected) sex, freshmen roommate issues, late night chats over Ramen Noodles, making my name on campus and trying to fight sleep.

(If any freshmen who attend the University of Hartford are reading this, hear are some tips.)

1) Do not wear your UHA lanyard around your neck. You look like a wandering puppy.

2) Don't be afraid to ask questions. (I ask questions everyday. Learning opens doors.)

3) Remember that you're here to learn, not party. (Yes go party but make sure your GPA is intact too...you don't wanna be enrolled at the school longer--or shorter--than need be.)

4) Get out of your comfort zone! (Explore, reach out, and enjoy!)

5) Call your parents more often. (They are always willing to give you money. Tell them you love them too...they love that lol)

In other news, my internship with HarperCollins was phenomenal. I had an absolute blast. I learned more this past Summer than I ever have in my life. I worked in corporate offices, updated international databases, contacted authors and agents...it was simply A-List and divine.

Speaking of divine, did you happen to see the VMAs duckie? Marvelous! Drama! Fame! Kanye! Beyonce! Gaga! Wooohuh!

A couple of days ago I was conversing with my colleague counterparts about the VMAs and this one girl said something pretty disturbing. She called Lady Gaga covers her face because she's ugly and said she's crazy.

Duckies, you know what's comical about this statement? The girl has the same physical attributes as Lady Gaga: teeth, eyes, and stark face. But I don't see her as ugly. I see her as Lady Gaga's apprentice: an typical beauty that redefines the current societal views on beauty. They both are model pretty, with a dose of the fierce, underlying conventional beauty.

Additionally, the girl had no idea the message Lady Gaga was trying to present to her.

"Fame" is a vicious beast that needs too much attention, 24/7 maintenance, and demands greater than any can fathom. Fame is very much a live and it needs to be respected and taken in doses. It can devour your soul! Some people actually die trying to obtain it and some go mad when fame reaches them: prime example, Kanye West.

The fame killed Kanye West on Sunday, September 13th, 2009.

I know this for a fact because I met Kanye West in 2003. As you know I was a top performer with the Boys Choir of Harlem back in the day and I had the chance of recording a song with Kanye West. He was such a nice man: very humble, talented, charismatic, humorous and unaffected by the fame. We were recording one of his first singles "Jesus Walks." He even offered to sign one of my composition notebooks--which I still have to this day, at home--and when I got home I mistakenly colored in his autograph. I didn't know who he was at the time, other than him being a nice, new artist. But nonetheless, I knew Kanye before the fame took his soul.

(ATTENTION: I just had a ciggy break. Yes, I smoke my ciggys. I think we all should do whatever we want. We all know the consequences of our actions: we're competent creatures. I know I said I quit but I didn't duckies. I love my ciggys! People always come up to me saying "Gabriel, smoking kills!" You know what duckies, I'm well aware of the effects. The pack even says it! But guess what? People kill too!

At least I know who my murderer is! Case closed.)

Back to Gaga!

Lady Gaga's performance of Paparazzi was an extended metaphor for the effects of Fame. In the beginning of her performance she was lying on the ground because her boyfriend threw her off the balcony (observe Lady Gaga's "Paparazzi" Music Video). Her boyfriend threw her off of the balcony because he was a fanatic, a crazed fan who only wanted her fame, not the Lady behind the Gaga. Yes, the blood in the performance was gruesome but it was real. The blood represented the pain of growing in the limelight, under constant inspection.
Lady Gaga isn't crazy! Lady Gaga is a beacon of glamour meant to open our eyes to the deeper meaning of life. Life should be a sassy, dangerous, magical, and spontaneous ride.
Lady Gaga is an icon because the fame has yet to ravage her soul and she is still riding that beautiful thing we call life.

In other news, today (Monday, September 21, 2009) I've decided to take a personal day from classes. I only have two today (plus a Yoga class at 7pm).
We must realize that college is a business: you pay money for classes and you receive credit toward your given study. However, personal days are needed...especially when you've pretty much completed your major like moi!
Today you might see me running around campus in mission mode because I am hunting down professors and Deans to add classes and to drop my ridiculous minor: Rhetoric and Professional Writing.
As I mentioned, college is a business and the people running the business will try to swindle you (like any true businessman would do to naive customers).

Don't fret duckies! You're paying for this and that gives you a right to do whatever the hell you want. Just keep in mind that, every action has an equal and opposite reaction so choose your consequences with grace.

Wooohuh! This is getting heavy. Let's get back to being sassy and glamorous!

The weekend before last my son-son Gio decided to surprise me with his beautiful face.

It was such a pleasure to be in his presence...and the most remarkable thing happened when we were outside conversing about life.
Randomly, this kid exits a dorm was six foil HAPPY BIRTHDAY balloons tied together (I'm assuming they were for him...or maybe a girlfriend...or a boyfriend, who knows!). A few minutes later--and a few puffs of my ciggy--this kid let the balloons go! As the balloons raised higher into the night sky, the foil balloons looked like jewels!
I couldn't believe it! These wimpy foil balloons looked exactly like the stars they were reaching towards. Then I realized that these foil balloons weren't just balloons, they were people like us: hungry for success. Like the balloons we start off as regular balloons, held down by those who want to keep us a bay and for their own private desires. In time, however, when we prioritize our lives and enlighten ourselves...we then become one with the stars and flourish faster than we could ever fathom.

oOoOoOoOo, time for a new "Word of the Week."
The new WORD OF THE WEEK is...
Dreameater- One who tries to prohibit dream-thinking; one who's jealous of others' dreams; a 'hater'.
Ex.
Stephanie: "Why is Shirley so sassy and distant when we start talking about our goals Gabriel?"
Me: "Girl, watch out! She's a dreameater."

With that being said duckies, let's get to some "Words of Wisdom."

"Dreams are merely gems that we need to catch in order to survive. Dreameaters will always be around to interfere but if we follow our hearts, and not the words of others, we can achieve more than ever possible."

Well duckies, I'm off to hunt for some much needed signatures.
I wish you the best of happiness and a sassy week.

Live, love & Lady Gaga,
Gabriel Anderson

The Beauty and the Rar-Rar

Hello duckie. You're marvelous in every aspect of your life. And by the way, you're beautiful on the outside (as well as inside) because you know that's what people look at too. Wooooohuh!

In recent news, Dante transferred but we still converse over the phone and chat via AIM. He's such a great son-son and an awesome person all around.



He always tells me how his day goes and we help each other get through things that get us down. It's such a productive, family-like relationship. It's beautiful. (Miss you Dante!!!)

Anyway, I've been watching "True Life" recently and it made me so appreciative of my life. The people on the show are always going through the worst situations.



It's either their family doesn't support their lifestyle, they're on drugs or they're just genuinely fcuking up. It's so intense and raw. I'm so glad my family loves me, is supportive of everything I do and encourages me to follow my dreams. I love you guys soooo much. Plus I'm so grateful that I'm only addicted to shopping. I worship you VISA lol.

Speaking of shopaholics, I love meeting new people who are shopaholics and who share commonalities with you. It's so fascinating to meet people like that because when you're in a set clique you tend to forget about the outside world.



When you get the chance to meet other people, the world seems more connected and more accessible. This is why I have such big dreams...that I will achieve, soon. I love my life and you should love yours as well.

Speaking of loving, I am slowly falling in love with my suitemates Xbox360. I love that console. I know that if I purchase that console, I wouldn't leave my room. I would be a little robot; I'd do my homework so I could play the game all night.




I'd be a slave and I'd be cool with that lol.

Anyway, enough of my babble. Let's get to the quote of the day, Jan 29th:

"Never worry about stipulations when it comes to things you want to do. Do whatever you like, you live once. However, this doesn't give you the right to act without responsibility. Know your limit so you'll be able to do what you love forever."

Shout-out time!



Molly Red is one of my good friends and she recently got initiated into her dream sorority; go Molly Red! She is such a fabulous person and I think she's awesome at life. If you ever need help on how to rock at life, look at Molly Red because she is always on the ball. I love you Molly Red.

Okay I have a lot to do in the morning. I'll talk to you duckies tomorrow. I wish you all the best of happiness. Stay true.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson

"O' Christmas reef, O' Christmas reef..."

Hello there beautiful. I am less than two hours away from my second favorite holiday, Christmas. As said before my favorite holidays go as follows:

1) My Birthday

2) Christmas

3) Halloween

(I was Rev. Phelps...see the gold cross! lol)

Anywho, for the past two years my mother has grown sick of Christmas trees. We usually get a huge pine tree but as you know pine trees shed like animals. Plus, when we throw it out it leaves such a mess, on its way out the door. And guess who has to clean it up? Oh yea...yours truly. Anyway, she's substituted the tree with a decorated reef, surrounding by glamorous stockings. To further illustrate my point, here's a picture.

Look at how many gifts there are. It's like Mt. Glamorous! My mom bought like $15 wrapping paper; who does that? I must admit the gifts do look chic. (Back to me!) I don't even wrap gifts. I just have the sales clerks at Bloomingdales wrap my gifts or I ask for gift boxes and tissue paper. I don't do labor. Besides that, look at the stockings; mine is the one circled (the body is black and the top has this fabulous print, with a crystal dangling from it.) I love my life.

In other news, Beyonce is coming out with a new movie...and she's not singing!

(Who knows? Maybe she's on the soundtrack. lol)

The movie is called "Obsessed" and it's coming out in Spring '09.

(If you wanna see the trailer here's the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j1r77fBgWhE)

It looks soooooo good. Beyonce is in a thriller movie and she gets to fight Ali Larter. How awesome is that? Plus, (in th trailer) it she looks like she's holding her own in her role. (Not like Mariah Carey in her movie "Glitter.") lol

Speaking of glitter I finally folded my laundry today (mind you I did laundry last week Monday) and I sorted them out before folding them. After folding them I was putting them away in my mesh drawers and I found my (lost) white shirts. I thought I threw them away because I used to wear them to work and the underarms began to birth...prints lol. However, I looked closely at the underarms and...glitter was there! Not just on one shirt but all of them and it was only in the underarm area. The verdict is in, I'm an angel! I sweat glitter.

With that being said let's get to the quote for Dec 25th:

"Be thankful for everything you have because others don't possess the same. Anything and everything in your life is yours for the keeping and they're there for a reason. The powers that be dish out drama because if life were easy it would be boring. From now on, whenever someone makes things difficult for you thank them."

Oh, I made this new drink called "The Sandro Clause." It's Eggnog with a shot of XO Cafe Patron. Try it. It's divine! I'm falling asleep right now but I won't allow myself to. I'm gonna go get some coffee before I miss the first minute of my favorite holiday. In my house we open our gifts at 12:01am so I need to go shoot up some caffeine. I wish you the best of happiness. Have a sassy holiday!

Peace, love & Obama,

Gabriel Anderson