A Selfless Star

Hello duckies!
How are you? I hope all is well because life is meant to be beautiful. I am so restless at work. I don't even feel like blogging right now. But you know what duckies?! I have to. I have to run from my inner-demons...

and make this day a productive one.
Remember how I spoke about my Mom and I butting heads recently? I've realized that I was too rash with my judgment. My mother is being indirectly sassy--I may have said this before--because she doesn't know what to do what herself after Gabriella and I leave the house. She came up to me one day and asked "What am I gonna do when you guys leave?" She laughed after saying this but her eyes weren't joking: they had a weight so heavy that if she wanted to cry she wouldn't have had the strength to do so. It's hard to let go of something (more importantly, someone) if they are vital parts of your life. When is a mother's job over? When is the official time to let go of your precious duckies? I don't think she'll ever know...and that's not a bad thing, for Gabriella and I at least. I love you Mommy. I'll always be your little duckie.

Last night my Mom pulled out some ancient photo albums. They were of Gabriella and I when we were babies. I must admit, I was adorable. I'm not saying that because I was that baby years ago. I'm saying it because it's the truth lol.

Love this picture of Gabriella and I. I think she was a few months in this pic.

Look how adorable sassy I was at my birthday party. LOL, I don't know what's going on in this picture but I think I'm sassing someone...maybe the lady with her bare hand on my cake.

Speaking of parties, Graham invited me to come with him to a 90's party this upcoming weekend. Duckies...all I remember about the 90's is the Power Rangers.

I just did some research and the 90's look was so...cluttered and busy: clashing prints were okay, baggy jeans were in, polyester was on the prowl.

I'm not gonna lie, I'm excited for this party, although I have no idea what to wear as of yet. Graham suggested I hit up Salvation Army. Sounds like a good idea but I want my outfit to be crazy chic, not hand-me-down chic.
Maybe something along the lines of this outfit.

I guess I'll have to look at childhood photos and try to mimic the look as best I can.

In other news, Graham posted a link on my FaceBook wall of this artist named Jonte. I've known about Jonte for years now and I'm glad he made a music video for his song "Bitch You Betta." Jonte is a flamboyant performer and his outfits and choreography are insanely urban couture.
I've seen him perform live at Webster Hall during Pride Weekend, some years back and I'll never forget his performance. He's a phenomenal entertainer and I wish I could be as bold as he is talented. He is very flashy and I love it! (I'm sure you'll be seeing more of this five-star diva pretty soon.)

Click here to watch his music video "Bitch You Betta."

SUMMERBOY UPDATE!

I spoke to Nick last night again and the conversation was the polar opposite of the night before last. We actually conversed without me having to drag life from his end of the phone. Our relationship is so weird though. I hate him and I love him, equally.
And as much as I hate him, I love his company and honestly...I can't picture life without him in it. I've tried pushing him away but that doesn't seem to work. He wants me to come to see his apartment in New Haven a.k.a. an excuse for us to be alone, unsupervised and at the mercy of our own control. (I'm totally cool with that lol) I told him I don't wanna go over there but I really want to. He is the only person that has this effect on me. With other boys, I can easily dismiss them and not care if we ever see each other again. With Nick, I am a ball of giggly, frustrated uselessness. I hove him so much lol. Maybe one day he's get over his sexuality issues and maybe one day I'll make up my mind on whether or not I wanna be with him for the rest of my life.
Maybe.

On the topic of Nick, the other night he asked me why do I want to be a celebrity so much? I told him I don't want to be because I already am.

I love life and though I love the glamorous life I don't want my privacy invaded non-stop. Yes, I bare my soul for you duckies on here but I need a break too sometimes: hence me being negligent with posts at times. I can feel fame surging through my body. I love attention and I wouldn't mind the paparazzi. I'd mind the rumors though. Rumors are only fun if you start them.
I'd only want to be a celebrity--scratch that, celebrities are only famous for a period of time--I'd only want to be a star if it were for good things. I wanna be known for helping people, having a lavish lifestyle and inspiring others to live their lives to the fullest. I wouldn't mind being a famous writer too but I would love being in the limelight for being selfless too.

Okay, enough rambling, time for some Words of Wisdom.

"Once you give something attention, it becomes a living thing. Depending on how much attention you give it, it may have an effect on your life. However, since you created this attention it is up to you--no one else--to deal with it. Be cautious as to what you devote yourself to."

Okay duckies, it's time for me to get some lunch and get some more work done.
I wish you the best of happiness. I love you. Stay true and tuned.

Live, love & Lady Gaga,
Gabriel Anderson

SummerBoy Diving

OMG, duckies this weekend was fabulous. I hope you all had an amazing fourth of July weekend because I had enough fun for you all lol. I don't know what it is about fourth of July that makes us all feel so liberated and compelled to throw glamorous gunpowder into the air, drink like a sailor and dance--sometimes in our own rooms, alone--like we're being monitored. It's like a test of patriotism that we all know we're going to ace. Interesting...lol.
As you know my weekends start on Thursday.
This past Thursday I finally got a haircut--thank God--and afterwards I headed downtown to meet Graham, Eddie, Lisa and some of Eddie's friends from home. It was good to see Graham, Eddie and Lisa because they remind me of school and the beautiful people I love so much, including their spectacular selves.
We walked around: from Union Square to Penn Station to Port Authority. We were being very green lol.
Anywho, during our pedestrian travels Lisa, Graham and I decided to start a musical. (It hasn't been titled yet; we're still working on it.)

It's about three college kids and their adventures in New York City. So far we've gotten the finale down: a drunk cab-driver kills the three friends while they hold hands and shopping bags fly into the air, while the lights fade-out. LOL, so dramatic. You know you love it.
Unfortunately, Eddie and Lisa had to truck it back to New Jersey so they departed before the fun-fun stuff. Graham and I went back to his summer apartment on the UWS (upper west side) of New York. We watched TV, caught up on old times and enjoyed each other's company. It was very relaxing.

The following day--Friday--Gabriella, Mommy, Ronald, a few of Gabriella's friends, Ingrid and myself went to Camel Beach in the Poconos Mountains.

We were there for hours: tubing, swimming in the wave pools, getting tans, water-sliding, exploring King Tut's water kingdom (the picture above), water-racing, driving bumper boats and laughing at each other and ourselves.

It was a blast.
After Camel Beach we went back home to have a Sushi Sunshine Party in the backyard. It was delicious. We had Spidercrab rolls, California rolls, Dragon rolls, Shrimp Tempura, Eel Rolls and others.

Several hours later I received a call from Graham telling me there was a party going on above his apartment. At first I didn't want to go because I was exhausted from the water park...but I eventually gave in.
I'm glad I did.

The house party was being thrown by an NYU grad student...it was her birthday party! She had scrumptious food and drinks. The crowd was a grad school and a more established crowd that I was accustomed to...but I am more than capable of getting to know people, regardless of how we stand. I had a genuine blast at the party. I came in only knowing Graham and I left with several names and FaceBook friend requests.
Yaaaay!
(I didn't get home until 5am.)

The next morning (at approximately 7:15am) I was shaken awake by my mother, telling me to get ready for the sharks. Luckily I had my swimsuit outfit ready on my beige leather chair in my room and all I had to do was throw it on.
I went shark diving with Gabriella at this aquarium in River Head Long Island, New York. I think it was called "Atlantis."
Anywho, the aquarium was huge. They had sting ray exhibits--you could touch them because they clipped their stingers, sea lion shows, shark exhibit/diving world and tons more.
Our appointment to dive with the sharks was at 1pm.

Duckies, when I say life-changing, I mean life-changing.
Being in the water with such powerfully graceful creatures is riveting. I was simply in awe. The beauty and stealth of sharks and marine life in general is simply astounding. It was kind of eerie, I must admit. Being on land is completely different than being underwater. On land we're accustomed to sound and vibrations to determine how close or how far danger or intruders are from us. Underwater, a shark can swim right behind you and you wouldn't know it unless you see it. The only sound you hear underwater is the sound of your heart and your regulator. Other than that, you're left to connect with the beings that surround you. I wanna become a certified diver now.
Back to the tank, our regulator masks had mics so Gabriella and I had to watch our language because the instructor and the people surrounding the shark exhibit could hear everything we said. I was a good boy. LOL
But later on that night I wasn't.

On Saturday night, fourth of July, I let myself go. I wanted to break free of myself and run around the world with Independence on my sleeve. I called Graham, asking if he was doing anything and he invited me to this restaurant where the girls that lived above him were dining and celebrating the night. We met up with them at this Chinese/Spanish cuisine restaurant and we let the drinks flow.

We let the drinks flow so much that I did "Single Ladies" once again...but on the sidewalk. On West 95th Street and Broadway to be exact.

The night ended with love.

Speaking of ending, over the weekend I thought it would be a great idea to graduate school early. But I would have to sacrifice my minor in Rhetoric and Professional Writing in order to do it. I completed my English major requirements but the only thing holding me back is my minor. However, after thinking about it I realized that employers don't really care how long it takes you to get your degree. If you have one you're golden...but if you graduate a semester early and you don't have anything planned...you're f%^ed.
I spoke to Mommy about it this weekend and it seemed all she really cared about was the money she would save if I graduated early. It's sad that we've come to the point in our relationship where she's ready to kick me out. But you know what duckies? When I become famous...guess who's going in a nursing home?!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
I still love her but she needs tounderstand that being a great college student isn't easy and it takes a lot of endurance. Just let me enjoy my last year woman!
Plus, I'd miss my friends too much and I wouldn't know what to do with myself because I would be a recent UNEMPLOYED college grad. So until then I'm...
.

WORD OF THE WEEK!
The new WORD OF THE WEEK is:
DASHING: The act of being an older age and effortlessly having others believe you are younger than what you are; the act of being mature yet youthful.
EX. Stacey Dash (lol)

Ex. (Boy) "I had no idea you were 37. All this time I thought you were in your early twenties. You're dashing."

Let's get to some "Words of Wisdom."

"It is morally unethical to judge another for something they cannot control. People develop at different speeds and judging one because of this is awfully rash and premature. Don't be afraid to disagree with others but make sure you see it from their eyes and take your reasoning, into account, with a grain of salt."

SUMMERBOY UPDATE!


Due to popular demand from duckies and people-friends I called Nick last night, apologizing about my writing him off because he isn't completely sure of his sexuality. We spoke for a bit and I must say...I was disappointed with the conversation. I was so excited about life and he seemed slightly passive on the phone. He didn't say anything exciting but he did say he's my biggest fan.
(We'll see how this round will play out.)

Okay duckies, I gotta get back to work. I couldn't come in yesterday so today is just ridiculous.


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

Live, love & Lady Gaga,
Gabriel Anderson