Going Gaga

Duckies, I've just realized that I don't like office jobs. You sit there all day and you follow orders from...Baklahdah. The powers that be above you make you subordinate to life's precious gems. I feel like this kid right here.

I just don't give a damn right now. I've been slaving for my "elders" to follow the path of the way to careers. I don't want that path. I want to be invigorated, stimulated, challenged by life, on my own path, everyday. I don't want to be cushioned through boredom. (I love it half-heartedly.)
It's time for emancipation. Time to let us feel struggle and love and solitude of our own hearts.
Break free duckies!

By the way check out this Lady GaGa song "Vanity." Click here to listen to it via YouTube. It's a doll. The rhythmic feel, lyrics and life-rewarding seconds really open your eyes to life.

Stay Glamorous Kids,
Gabriel Anderson

Sass the Runway

Hola duckies! I am in the library and I can't stop looking out the window. Supposedly a snowstorm is supposed to swamp the Northeast.

Duckies, we have to believe in the snow. I know you don't want classes tomorrow nor do you favor Mondays. I need you to look out your window (or just go outside) and say:
.

Anywho, yesterday I went to the BSU Fashion Show and it was radical. The concepts behind the different scenes were so intricate and fantabulous. Here are some pictures of the glorious show.





I must admit the tardiness of the show was a bit much but I dealt with it accordingly...like this one tacky girl who sassed Graham and I upon arrival.

Duckies, I told you I was going to think positive and get front row seats. Well, Graham and I believed together and we were able to get VIP seating. (It's all about who you know duckies.) But this tacky duckie tried to stop us. There was a public line to get seating and Graham and I weren't aware of it until the tacky duckie said "You're not on the list." It wasn't what she said but how she said it that got me fired up. Then after seeing the looks on both of our faces she said "I love power." Duckies I couldn't hold it any longer. I replied:

"You don't have any power; after this show you're background noise again. And exactly who are you? You are incredibly sassy and I don't appreciate it. Do you hate your life that much that you're going to try to ruin my night? You should transfer because no one's going to like your attitude."



After I put her in her place she looked away and targeted someone else; a dear friend of mine, Keith, who happened to be chewing gum. The tacky duckie said "Stop popping your gum." Keith said something that made me laugh (can't really remember). Get it together duckie. Stop trying to suck the glamour-jazz out of everything.
(Wooohuh! Had to let that out!)

In other news, I was conversing with a duckie, Jocelyn, and she told me she admired my way of dancing. She had a fabulous idea too. Jocelyn told me I should try to teach my own dance class. I really put some thought into it and I am going to (try) to make it an official recreational course for next year.



We'll learn the choreography of hot & sassy music videos and at the end of the course we'll create our own. (I'll keep you duckies posted!)
So excited!

Okay okay, let's get to some "Words of Wisdom."

"The earlier you believe in something the more the outcome will be tailored to your vision. In order to give meaning to a belief you must have a tremendous amount of faith in yourself. Trust and believe!"

I've been hearing a lot of sass about Obama in the media lately.



Leave him alone. He is the closest thing we've got to a solution to America's ridiculous issues. You can't find flaws in perfection.

(Okay so I just looked at a guy to my right--I'm still at the library--and he said "How are you?" I replied "I'm well. How are you?" He said "I'm good," and got up from his chair. I know my face was puzzled, talking to him. He wasn't sassing me...he was just awkward. Like pedophile awkward.)



Lesley: I love you more than chocolate chip cookies.
Pete: Long live Bromance!
Graham: How can I not love you? I had a ball at the Fashion Show.
Lamarra: You looked ravishingly beautiful last night. I'm glad we were in VIP last night.
Monica: What else can I say about how much I love your everything? You're my shooting star.
Alicia: I wasn't kidding when I told you I enjoyed the show, at the Commons. I thoroughly enjoyed it! Thank you for sharing your vision with the student body.
Rockstar: You make my life.

Okay duckies, I actually have to start my homework...even though there's going to be a blizzard tonight, (believe it duckies). I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson

Elle's $30 BlackBerry

Well hello beautiful. This past weekend was amazing. I didn't do much but I loved it. Sometimes the best opinion comes from alien eyes. (That was a random quote lol).

Speaking of alien it's been awhile since I've gotten a haircut and I like the way it looks. I look fresh. Anywho, I decided to go back to the barbershop on Saturday. (Remember I left the barbershop because Gabriella and Mommy were leaving too, on Friday? Back to the barbershop!)

I had to wait two hours to get my haircut because my barber was so slow and he had the nerve to be on the phone for most of the time.

Plus, someone farted in the shop and didn't confess. (I swear it wasn't me duckies. I have pride in my gas.)

Later that evening, all fresh and clean, Elle and I decided to hit up this chic lounge for a couple hours.

We spoke about our glamorous futures, had a few adult beverages, had a heart-to-heart and roamed the city...while dancing our way to the Starbucks at Union Square.

When we got there, two baristas (one who obviously needed to stop lying to himself about this sexuality) were arguing over a male barista's (the "gay" one) choice to end a relationship. The "gay" one said he ended it because the girl was crazy...like checking his phone, MySpace, Facebook and pockets (on a daily basis), to see if he was cheating on her. Gay or not, that would drive any person away.

Elle and I were laughing at their frivolous arguments...until she checked her purse and realized she lost her BlackBerry!


(Que the dramatic music!)

We immediately backtracked our steps, Starbucks in hand, but Elle's BlackBerry was nowhere to be found. I kept telling Elle to believe that it would come back to her because negative thinking would only worsen the situation. She tried believing in it until we both got tired of searching for it. We parted ways, going home soon thereafter, but I didn't give up. During the car ride back to Hartford I texted Elle's BlackBerry saying:

"Hi, if you have my friend's phone her name is Elle and her house number is (can't post it here duckies). Please be the beautiful person that you are and call to return her phone."

A couple hours after I got back on campus Elle texts me saying a lady found her phone and (with my help) was able to call her house to return it. Elle's parents drove her downtown to get her BlackBerry. (Only the true A-list are driven around.)

All Elle had in her wallet was $30 so she gave it to the kind woman.



The woman wasn't expecting a reward, she was just happy to see a BlackBerry back with it's owner. Yay happy endings!

In regards to happy endings, Aaron (my ex-people-friend) called me today. I didn't pick up because I'm so over that unproductive duckie. He left a message saying:


so I can know to stop calling you."

WTF? Honestly? If your so-called best friend hasn't been returning your calls since 2008 then you should take the hint. Aaron, I'm sorry but you just added stress to my life. I wish you the best with everything.

Okay duckies, I've held it off long enough. Here are some "Words of Wisdom."

"Biases are just familiar perceptions; you really can't blame people for hiding behind known territories. But when people try to force or envelope their biases upon you...then it becomes a problem."

By the way, I am in love with "The House Bunny."

(It's playing in the background right now.)
It's one of those movies that you can watch over and over again without wanting to OD on Pepto bismol.



Duckies, it's time to cuddle with my pillow. I wish you the best. Stay true.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson