Age

The other night I Was coming home from work when I recieved a text message from a cousin of mine. It said " Kristen you need to watch out for your younger cousin she is doing bad things." So after reading this I think she is involved with heavy drugs or cutting out of school. Turns out shes seeing a 26 year old( and she just turned 17.) Ok thats nine years. So eventually my older cousin called me and he was flipping that it is too big of an age difference. How come age only matters when you younger? What does a man who is that age want from a little girl? Perosnally I just think it is disgusting. But at what age does the difference in birth no longer matter? I have family members where the girl is about ten years younger than her husband. But seriously at the age 17 you should not have the same priorities as a 26 year old man. I totally understood where my cousin was coming from with forbidding the situation. But at what age does age just become a number?

American Pyscho

American Pyscho which is a movie that came out in 2000, goes along perfectly with my blog. This is a movie about an investment banker/ serial killer. This movie starts off just about this wealthy man who has this perfect job and he has an obession with his image. There is even a scene where he and a few of his colleagues are all sitting around a table showing off all of their business cards. They are very specific with the type of white they choose and type of font. Personally I couldn't tell the difference of any of them besides the different names on the card but to Patrick, the main character of the movie, he actually starts sweating because of his anger that someone elses card was considered nicer than his.
This movie starts off slow but then makes a huge turn around. It turns into alot of blood, murder, strange comments, and rape. At a bar scene Patrick is trying to get a bartenders attention but since it took her a while to get him his drink he tells her, something along the lines of, I want to stab you to death and play around with your blood. Patrick's absurd comments are always ignored, for some reason noone pays any attention to them.Meanwhile he ends up killing a bum, a colleague, two prostitutes and a few other people. He even tries confessing to his lawyer one night but he won't even listen to him, the lawyer thinks he is just joking.
By day Patrick was a normal business man but at night he descends into a world of madness, as he experiments with fear and violence. He doesn't just shoot his victims he tortures them, he took an axe to a man in one scene, he runs after a woman with a chainsaw in another. He is a sick man but noone will open their eyes to it.

anticipation

It is around that time again where the trees are starting to bloom, the days are brighter for longer, and jackets are no longer necessary. We are starting to hear children

yelling for the ice cream man to stop and waking to the birds sweet songs. Girls are no longer wearing boots, they are starting to pull out their flip flops. This is when school is coming to an end and slowly is turning into beach season.

This is my favorite time of the year. I love the late spring/ early summer. When I start to put away all of my winter clothes and start shopping for new summer outfits.

When all I care about is tanning and being with my friends,

I no longer have anxiety over school or exams. But this year

I was informed that I most likely am receiving a promotion

at work. This means more responsibilty and additional work hours, but more money. Do I want to trade in hanging out by my pool to being stuck in the mall listening to little kids crying? But I going to the Bahamas in June and planning on going to Florida in July. If I don't take this promotion will I have enough money to do this and still go out reguarly? I am sort of in a pickle. Most likely I am going to take it but I just hope I don't regret it or miss too many beach days.

Looking back

One year ago today I was a senior in high school. Getting ready for prom, searching for the perfect dress, and making lists of things I would need to buy for SeaSide. School was pratically over especially after the A.P. exams. Which I wasn't even planning on passing in the first place. I already decided on attending St. Johns at this time. Therefore I was no longer stressing college or the S.A.T.s but excited for the summer and prom. I went to prom with my "perfect" boyfriend and my best friends. We had a great time aside from the few fights and agruments. After that we went on the graduate and was getting ready to start moving forward in life.

Looking back now everything has changed. Now I realized that the perfect boyfriend was just a jerk. We don't even talk as friends anymore. And half of my best friends since junior high school, are only heard from when I run into them somewhere. My best friend who went away to college started off hating it and wanted to come home. Now she would rather be there than on Staten Island. I already see when she comes home from school she complains about what we do here and compares everything to Bighamton. I give it a year until she only comes home for Christmas break. This year I am also stressing finals, papers, and presentations. I've already changed my major and am thinking about going to another school. But next year I will probably say the same things about my new friends and goals. Because nothing is forever...

Life in the City

Life can pass us by so fast we don’t even know what hit us. One minute your walking down the street to where ever your destination is and people are beside you at all times. Going in the same direction as you at that point, but not necessarily going to make it to the end of the road with you. Some people hail down cabs and you wonder where they’re headed. Someone who was walking beside you wearing a suit slightly turns left and grabs a gold-brass door handle and enter a huge building and you want to know what job he or she has, head executive or an “administrative assistant”. None of us can help our minds wandering on us getting caught up in the moment. And that’s just what it is, a moment, a small one at that in this huge puzzle we try to piece together we call the world. Traffic stops short, why did only that one guy beep? What got him mad today? And that homeless person who is begging for change who gets more money from the government than any of us make at our jobs. What is he spending his money on that’s he’s begging for change? Cops sirens down the block, what happened? I’ll tell you what happened, life is passing you by just like that cab. Just like those people who walk faster then you and cut you off on the sidewalk. Like those people who jay-walk and are across the street down the block and your caught at the light. You can’t help it. its just the cards you were dealt and its not necessarily all in the suit that you wear.

Spiraling out of control

I was flipping through a magazine today and came across Lindsay Lohan. Nothing out of the norm, seeing her face with something bad written next to it. Anyways it was about a new movie shes going to be in. Her role in this movie is a nymphomanic waitress. It appears that she is desperate to get her movie career back because she is only receiving $75,000 for her part, whereas she recieved $75 million for Just my Luck. That means her role in this movie is paying only one percent of how much she recieved for her last movie. And in this movie has a topless sex scence and she volunteered to do more. Look at how much time changed Lindsay, being that just ten years ago she was in Parent Trap.
That is on the positive side of what shes doing with her life. I know when young adults finally turn twenty-one they go on little drinking sprees and go out to bars. Lindsay took it to a whole other level. The next article I came across was saying how regardless to her being in and out of rehab numerous amounts of times, this year alone, she is openly taking OxyContin and doing lines of coke. I guess this shows for how Lindsay went from a sweet red-headed girl to now playing her second movie role as a stipper.

Split personalities

Did you ever realize how in different situations or with different people your reactions are affected? Like how many personalities do you really possess? I know for a fact I have at least two. In school or in new situations I am completely shy and probably wouldn't talk unless someone starts the conversation and I would reply in short, quick responses. But when I'm with my friends or family I could be loud and hardly ever get embarassed, even if new people are around. Even friends that I've known for years still get shocked when I curse or do something to be center of attention. In a way I feel as if I have two sides of me.