Duckies, hear me out

Hey there you sexy duckie. I seem to find myself apologizing a lot lately. I am apologizing in advance for any future delayed posts. My life is booming and sometimes I have no control over the growth of my celebrity. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.



Speaking of turning backs, I am not turning my back on Michael Phelps.



Michael Phelps has been in the news recently because of the above photo of him smoking marijuana. Not that I am encouraging people to smoke marijuana but good God! Michael Phelps should be allowed to murder a baby; he's the all-time World fcuking Olympian! He is like two medals away from being Jesus. Just about everyone smokes marijuana (cough)...I mean come on people; he's fcuking Michael Phelps. Give him a break! Even Ashton Kutcher does drugs (read his article in Details Magazine http://men.style.com/details/features/landing?id=content_6745., you gotta search the article but it's there. Read wisely!) Oh and guess what Ashton Kutcher is backing up Michael Phelps...go figure lol. (Love you Ashton and Michael!)

In regards to hotties I think it's time for me to get a trophy; by trophy I mean man-friend.



I want one with a Blackberry (so we can BBM each other...that means BlackBerry Messenger), one with a rich sense of humor, spontaneity, someone I can trust, an awesome smile and someone utterly handsome like me. Sorry but I cannot have some "ugly duckling" as arm-candy. (No offense to any ugly ducklings out there!) I need a trophy so I we can be trophy partners (because I'm hot too...duh lol.) But all jokes aside duckies, I want an intimate people-friend; someone I can laugh at myself with; someone who can make sense of my nonsense; someone who compliments me as well as I compliment him and someone I can love without worrying about how I love him. But man-friend you do not have to be perfect...just perfectly imperfect like me lol.
(Well, I would like a man-friend universe. Do your job and supply me.)

On the other side of the spectrum, I now have a real job with my school's Career Services' department (yaaaaay) and I make their calendars and other documents. Well anyway, I was passing the February calendar around the office and one of the staff members was in a sour mood. Well she basically sassed the $hit out of me. I put fun little facts on my calendar, to make it fun to read, and one of them was Michael Jordan's birthday; she had the nerve to say...


"I could give a $hit about Michael Jordan's birthday."
WTF?
(Somebody needed a hug lol.)

Anywho, I was watching "Gremlins" the other night and I fell in love with Gizmo again.



He's soooooo a-list. I want Gizmo so bad. Just look at him. I would never let anything bad happen to him. But I know I wouldn't be able to keep him dry or out of bright lights because I sweat a lot and I like turning on lights lol. Sorry Gizmo; I love it when you speak in the movie. It's so cute.

But there's a new Gizmo in town.



STITCH! I have such a hardcore bromance with Stitch, it's not even funny. I have two stuffed Stitch animals in my room...and I sleep with the big one every night. I love him!

But you know someone I don't love, well who I hate?
The wanna-be "rapper" next door.



I know I talk about "believing in yourself" and everything but this kid is just an arrogant and incosiderate a$$hole. It's past midnight (on a Tuesday night) and he has company over and they're rapping. Choose a different dream to pursue because your dream is my nightmare. Woooohuh!

Okay, it's time to get to the quote of the day, Feb 4th:

"If you focus on the ground, you can't possibly see what's up ahead. Don't destroy your future because of something that happened in the past. Your past makes you who you are today but it does not define you. Keep your head up duckie!"



Charlie - It was a pleasure to finally meet you this weekend. I had a blast, even though it was short-lived because of my ever-busy social status. (I do apologize.) Thanks for the Vitamin Water! You're the $hit.

Monica - I love you, plain and simple.

Future man-friend - I love you too.

Okay duckies, it's time for me to skedaddle. I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson

My Life, in 3-D

Hello duckies. For someone who can't shut-up about their life, I have no idea what's going to be the central topic of my personal essay...which is due tomorrow! (I really hope it snows!)



No...it will snow; positive affirmations! Anywho, I received a picture text message (from Gabriella) of a new addition to our family.



Her name is Jada (a.k.a. alien, to me). She weights 8lbs and 1 oz. Honestly, she scared me when she was in Joy's (like my 2nd mom) stomach. She would move around so much and toward the end of the pregnancy...you could see her moving. It was gross. It reminded me so much of an alien. Whenever Gabriella and Mom would worship Jada (through Joy's stomach) I would backup into a corner and pray they didn't get attacked lol.

In other news, one of my suitemates thinks he's a rapper and refers to his room as "the studio." Dude thinks he's making music but he's just making noise.



It was cute last semester but now it's just annoying. It's like 1am (right now) and this dude is hardcore rapping. Don't you have homework to do? Or is rapping and annoying your suitemates your homework assignment tonight? Stop sassing me with your "gangsta" $hit!

Speaking of business, The Nest definitely lost business from me today. Recently they've given students the option of door-to-door delivery and many students have taken part in this new treasure. However, I was not pleased. I called the delivery operator (to be put on hold like four times, for her to converse and laugh with her co-workers) and to top it off, she forgot to put my order in!
About forty-five minutes pass by and my food is nowhere in sight. I call The Nest back and a guy picks up, puts my order in and he got my food delivered to me within 5 minutes. (Thank you Mr. Efficient. Screw you Ms. Laughing Hyena!) Anyway, when I did get my buffalo chicken salad, it was just a pile of dry lettuce, sprinkled with tiny pieces of chicken and a little bit of cheese.



They forgot to include the blue cheese I ordered as well but I wasn't going to go over there to complain; that defeats the purpose of door-to-door delivery.

(OMG, my suitemate just started rapping again, WTF?!)

Anywho, for those who read the post before this one, I spoke about my radio show being back on air soon. Well, due to unfortunate circumstances we won't be back on air until further notice.



Yes duckies...I am highly upset and disappointed with the lack of professionalism and promptness of the radio Gods.

Since we're on the topic of "Gods," I'd like to thank the powers-that-be for giving me 20/20 vision. However, I do like wearing glasses; 3-D glasses to be exact.



I think 3-D glasses look so cool but I don't like the lenses so I pop them out and wear the frames. When speaking to my dear friend Rockstar about it he said something insightful, along the lines of:
"Wear them. You can just wear the frames because life is in 3-D anyway."

Rockstar is the Socrates of pop culture. Thank you for putting my life into prospective.

Anywho, let's get to the quote of the day for Jan 28th:

"Life in unpredictable and no one can predict the future. It's up to you to prepare yourself for things to come. However, if you prepare for the worst, the worst will come. Prepare yourself for positivity and your day (and life) will be beautiful."

OH!


Happy B'day Brianna! Today is your day so take it and use it as you please. (If you sass me...this might be your last birthday lol. I love you!)

Okay duckies, I'm growing tired and I have to get this personal essay completed. (Wish me luck!) I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson