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Name: kristine joy celebrar
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Birthday: 10/26/1985
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008

the life.

no not the life. im talking bout my life here. surely there is no need for italics in my life. not at this point at least.

i really have nothing profound to say and am really just xanga-ing to give me an excuse to stay in bed a while longer.

everything has been constant for the better or the worse. ie. ive been extremely happy and extremely unemployed. every day starts with me trying to contemplate whether im too sleepy to drive dandan to work. usually i am which means im stuck at the apartment. like a caged animal. .. not really. but i am stuck here bc there isnt anything close by for me to walk to. my options are usually to either indulge in the following: cleaning, shitty daytime tv, or ondemand.  ondemand has been the popular choice.

the bathtub faucet has been leaking. i call it the babbling brook. it's a little annoying and for some reason i forget, the water runs off the side of the tub and wets the floor. i hate damp floor mats. what i hate more are damp towels after a shower but that's never a problem. daniel on the other hand doesn't mind it, which is great bc i have the ability to use all the towels available after a shower.

sophi is going to have surgery for a clogged salivary gland which is costing my mother the prettiest of pennies. anyhow. so i will be home after i drop daniel off at work to watch the babies to make sure that mia doesnt rip out sophis sutures.

augh boo.

im gonna go now and hopefully do something profound.


the end.




Thursday, February 28, 2008

why hello 2008

i spent the majority of this first month halfway around the world perhaps to make me grateful for spending these next 10 some months in good ol california.

at ground zero. i have no job. no school. and apparently no inspiration to write so this will be short. .. i get to start from scratch, which is bittersweet. sweet that i dont have to fill any potholes in the road. bitter that i have to make a new friggin road.
 
yah my inspiration ends here. .. here's a survey to take up five minutes of your and my time.
 
How did you meet your significant other

1. Where did you meet?
my clubone interview.

2. What was the first thought that went through your head when you met?
haha i thought. this guy cant be my supervisor. he's like twelve.

3. Do you remember what he/she was wearing?
clubone hoody.

4. Where was the first time you kissed this person?
halloween 05. uhh sober? dec. 9, 06? 

5. How did he/she ask you out?
like to be with him? he didnt. haha. then a couple months later i asked him if we were ever gonna get together and he said stupid ive been telling ppl u were my gf! oops.

6. Where did you go for your first date?
daniel robbed me of a first date. i've had many 'dates' with him. just not a 'first date.' i dont know. it doesnt seem like a date when ur getting ready in the same house and he doesnt come pick u up at the door. or jasmine's door in my case bc i wasnt allowed to go out with boys.

7. How long did you know this person before you became a couple?
2 years.

8. Has this person ever proposed to you?
hahahha when he was drunk. then he got mad at me for laughing and fell off the bed.

9. Do you and this person have kids together?
God, i hope not.

10. Have you ever broken the law with this person?
we got caught without a muni pass and paid like a hundred dollar fine.

11. When was the first time you realized that you liked this person?
uhhh when i brought another guy to reno with me and ended up leaving them in the living room to fall asleep with him.

12. Do you get along with his family?
yes

13. Do you trust this person?
HAH. when he's sober. KIDDING!

14. Do you see them as your partner in your future?
future as in tomorrow? yah i guess.

15. Whats the most expensive thing this person has given you?
betty? or his company on my livingspree2008.

16. What is one thing he/she does that gets on your nerves?
mmmm. i really dont know. sometimes he hogs the blankets cuz he's such a hippo.

17. What is the thing you do that gets on his/her nerves?
uhh. i take F O R E V E R getting ready. i dont put the towels back in the bathroom. i clog the drain with my hair. i forget to take my birth control. i lose everything. .. there's more im sure.

18. Where do you see each other in 15 years from now?
dude. i cant even see myself 15 years from now.
 
 
the end.


Monday, October 22, 2007

the one who got away.

i remember hating kindergarten because the girls were bitches and were only nice to me when i had stickers to give out. if u forgot stickers were the shit back in the day. i remember my earliest case of shit talking when this girl told me that the this vanessa or veronica girl i was hanging out with really didnt like me. i in turn divulged van-ronica's secrets she told me she didnt like you either. apparently we all didnt like each other.

i remember saying i dont want to be your friends anymore and gave up trying to play with girls and played with the boys instead. the first boy who was nice to me was this tubby little white kid named nicholas who had a twin in the class next to ours. ..perhaps thats where affinity for the white boy originated from.

i transfered schools and went to a school with more minorities. i fit in well bc apparently everyone thought i was mexican not that i knew what mexican was.

i sat next to a girl with platinum blonde hair with the bluest eyes ive seen at that point in life. her name was cassie couey and within days we were best friends.

apparently i was the first filipina she'd met bc she kept thinking i was mexican. she'd say si and id say see what?. .. she'd say it three more times and after awhile i would just shake my head and say cassie i dont see anything.

we used to always go to each other's houses and do a bunch of nothing all day. she had dogs and a pool so we'd usually hang out at her house.

im guessing she was playing mother/baby with me bc she'd always tell me you're sooo small! and would always try to send me home with a bunch of clothes that didnt fit her.

she made it to my first birthday in san jose. we had our faces painted and played with my fancy new cabbage patch kid.

we had different teachers in second grade but managed to stay friends. we didnt see each other as much but friends nonetheless. she couldnt make it to my birthday but i remember she begged her mom to drop off my present.

by decemeber she moved to pleasonton and we resorted to being pen pals. we then slowly drifted apart.

in seventh grade and too cool for school and hanging with the cool kids. my clique was my life and everything that wasnt that clique wasnt. in the days of having two phone lines  (one for dial up and one for actual phone use), id never give out the house number bc i had my own personal line.

i get a call from the house phone and im like wtf noone calls me on this line. its cassie. at first im shocked and should be ecstatic that she still remembered that number to call, but no. im a bitch and as stuck up as my kindergarten classmates. why? i really dont know.

i seriously blow her off (for god knows why) say im busy and like a stupid pubescent male say ill call her back and never do.

i eventually lose her number and finally regret it later in high school when i grow up and find some sense.

now nearing the end of my college career, ive perused all the coueys in myspace, facebook, and have googled nearly a million phrases that might pull her up with no luck.

looking back through all the guys ive met, and all of the relationships that i've shot down before they started. i truly think she really was the only one who got away.


the end.


Monday, October 01, 2007

folsom street fair

after watching our last A's game of the season, me and daniel head to san fran to partake in the folsom street festivities.. . well not really partake. more so just marinate in it. it was a lot of leather, whips, riding crops, and nakedness. ive never seen so many penises in my life. i think ive seen my fill for the next 5 years.

anyhow we head to this rooftop party which was actually really cool. dressed in A's paraphernalia we were like sore thumbs in the sea of leather and black. .. we get to the party and someone says your boyfriend is hot. at first im looking around like who? who's boyfriend is hot? well i thought i just thought it but apparently i said it too.  bc he was like what do you mean who. YOUR boyfriend. slightly confused. im like him? as i point to daniel. .. and he's like YES. your boyfriend is hot. i laugh and say thanks? and im like howd u know he was my boyfriend. and he points to my jersey. ok oakland athletics.



the end.


Thursday, September 13, 2007

my lady luck   

in every game of chance, your intuition becomes your guide. u gamble on the basis of good feelings and bad feelings. the better the feeling, the higher the bet. high risks equal high rewards.

sitting with a hand of 13, you can stay because you like where you are currently at, or with optimism hit with hopes not to bust. eight and lower and we'd still be contenders at any table. but be it fate or luck, there is always a chance of a queen rearing her ugly head.

it's you against the dealer, the casino, the world. we win. we lose. we break even.

chances are they you'll lose it all at one point or another. led astray by our intuition we musn't dwell because in time we'll gain it back in another hand.  it's just all apart of life.. .. it goes down but trust that it will come back up.

and when you do win. it's nice knowing that things went so wrong then, so they can be so right now.  
 

the end.



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