AWESOME

Last night I decided to dick out on studying and go see All Else Failed and crew at the church down in Philly. OK, so I totally was enthralled with the band Sex Positions...I think it just may be a result of their name or something. Fun times with the boys of All Else Failed and about half of the WYBF crew. Oh, and I was recently informed about some of the boys of All Else Failed that took a fancy to me. (they will remain nameless...but now I know the real reason why everyone made me go to the show last night)


Well kids, things seem to be winding down as this semester finally ends.

Fun things to ponder:

New semester is just around the corner
AKA I will learn to be prepared (and pretend to enjoy) reading Paradise Lost for about 4 months straight. I promise not to live in my office, and never nap there every again. I <3 college radio, but I definately do not need to love it that much.

As Bobby so nicely stated, "Hot Christine is now single Christine."
Yes it's true , and unfortunately the boys have already started to line up...

Today I successfully played my part of a 25-year-old lesbian for acting class.
No, I didn't kiss any girls...at least not while I was on stage. Hey - - my scene came from the play "Stop Kiss." (I'll leave all of you to think about that)


- I'm heading home on Wednesday, so no alarm for a lack of posts. Apparently I'm working everyday of my break with my mom while I'm home. I'm prepared to devote myself entirely to the evil empire of WaWa that I've been trying so hard to avoid.

Save Asian Candice!!!

Usually I don't invite random acquantainces out to come party with me, but this time is an exception. Candice needs money or else she will be forced to move back to the hell that is South Jersey. Come out and have a few drinks....If you come, maybe I'll just dance with you...


Stolen from Candice's profile:
Party is on tonight, December 11, saturday night, 10pm in Bordentown, NJ. Save Candice fundraiser. If i dont raise enough money im goin to be homeless so please help me. Come and support. $5 a head. Bring girls, bring guys, bring money and some extra cuz we are tryin to get a person auction. There will be kegs, beer pong, flip, cups, Ron Jeremy, and well me. call 609 231 6137. RSVP and directions only. dont call me if u want me to get naked... unless of course you are coming to the party theres a chance u might see me nekked

Who's the big daddy? Ah, yes it appears to be Read!

The hottest girls to take video productions ever..

Alien Abductees Unite!

Fun things to ponder when you decide to accompany your roommate to her lecture on firsthand documented accounts of ufo abductions:

1. Yes it is true that the man standing in front of the room is crazy. Yes everyone sitting around you is also crazy for listening to the man who wrote a book with the description "aliens from outer space are not here to help us!"

2. After not tuning out the "alien man" for a few seconds you realize that yes it is possible you could be an alien abductee. Unfortunately the aliens will not abduct you at this moment and allow you to skip out on this lecture...too risky on their part.

3. No, the boy sitting in the corner is not cute. He's not intellectual. He's not someone you should try to iniate conversation with after the lecture. (In fact he is crazy just like everyone else in the room, especially since he looks very interested during the entire lecture.)

4. After stealing the crazy alien lecture man's book from your roommate, you skip through it until you get to the part about alien sexual encounters. For a few seconds you think kinky....that is until you realize that if you had sexual intercourse during an alien abduction about 10 aliens would watch the deed....which would definately kill the mood.

5. It is unacceptable to scream out "I think I am abductee! I've just been too afraid to say so." This will not shorten the lecture. In fact, the crazy alien man will probably try his regressive hypnosis on you, which in turn will actually make the lecture longer.

6. Never, never, never again decide to attend another lecture with your roommate unless it is absolutely mandatory. (Or if you owe her big time. I.E. you ruined her most favorite sweater while having sex with her boyfriend on her bed and she walked in and witnessed it.)

7. After an hour and a half into the lecture you start to question your own sanity. Just tell yourself that everyone else is crazy. You are only there because you didn't want your roommate to witness the pain by herself.

8. After two hours into the lecture you promise yourself to never again accompany someone to an event because you feel sorry for them.

9. Thinking that using the excuse that I got abducted everynight for the past semester will not serve as an acceptable excuse to your professors as to why you cannot finish your final paper for their class.

10. It is okay to hate everyone in the room after the lecture. They made you miss out on seeing the OC. But it is okay since you and your roommate are freaks and decided to tape it just in case an alien abduction did occur while walking back from the lecture.

Playlist from December 5th Show

Death from Above 1979 - - Turn It Out
Les Savy Fav - - Yawn Yawn Yawn
The New Speed - - Deeper in Blue
Her Space Holiday - - Something to Do With My Hands
Blood Brothers - - Love Rhymes with Hideous Car Wreck
Dogs Die in Hot Cars - - Lounger
Codeseven - - Roped & Tied
Metric - - Succexy
Wrens - - Happy
Notwist - - Pick up the Phone
Mojave 3 - - In Love with a View
UNKLE - - Glow
Futureheads - - Decent Days and Nights
Arcade Fire - - Neighborhood #2
Piney Gir - - My Generation
Wan Santo Condo - - Laurelei
Minus the Bear - - Thanks for the Killer Game of Crisco Twister
Jimmy Eat World - - Last Christmas
Death Cab for Cutie - - Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)
Pedro the Lion - - I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day
Pilate - - Fairytale of NY
Scissor Sisters - - Filthy/Gorgeous
Refused - - Blind Date

As finals approach, the nervousness tends to kick in...

A Certain Cemetery

Ah, the end of the year is quickly approaching which means it's time for the all-fabulous- end-of-the-year lists. Recently many people have been pushing me to pick my favorite CD's of the year. I've been working on it...really I have. This is what I've come up with, in no specific order.

1. The Arcade Fire - Funeral
2. The Futureheads - S/T
3. Devendra Banhart - Nino Rojo
4. Travis Morrison - Travistan
5. Franz Ferdindand - S/T
6. Junior Boys - Last Exit
7. Les Savy Fav - Inches
8. Tilly and the Wall - Wild Like Children
9. Brian Wilson - Smile
10. Dogs Die in Hot Cars - Please Describe Yourself








Krista and I doing "work."

I Want Action...

The end of the semester is near, which means Christmas is just around the corner. I'm actually looking forward to come back home. I haven't seen my family in a few weeks since I decided not to come home for Thanksgiving.

Krista and I took yet another photo shoot the other night. Here is a pic of me in our radio station, AKA my second home.





Thanksgiving turned out better than I could have imagined. Not only did I get to spend time with my favorite sir, I also met Codeseven and 3 awesome girlies: Jess, Emily and Ellie.

Satisfaction

ONLY 3 DAYS UNTIL THANKSGIVING VACATION!!!

Yes as you can tell, I'm extremely excited for this break to happen. Although I am not returning home to South Jersey for Thanksgiving, it will definately be a rocking time.

Here is the tentative game plan for the upcoming week:

Monday - - Attend classes and clean the radio office because it is littered with my random cd's.
Tuesday - - Go to spanish class, pack and head home with Amanda. After arriving there....walk around her backyard, talk to Mom and Dad Pop, look at baby pictures of Amanda, eat lots of Mom Pop's good food, and try not to make any messes there.
Wednesday -- Sleep, sleep, sleep and walk around Amanda's backyard some more. Get on the train to NYC mid-afternoon. Arrive in NYC early evening and finally see my favorite sir!!! Later that night finally meet Codeseven.
Thursday - - Sleep. Eat. Be merry with my favorite sir and Codeseven.
Friday - - Sleep some. Go with Codeseven to their show in Jersey.
Saturday - - Try to sleep. Go with Codeseven to their show in Long Island.
Sunday - - Sleep a little bit. Get on train late morning, early afternoon back to Amanda's house. Hopefully make it back to Cabrini in time to do my radio show.

Ahhh, this Thanksgiving will be so good.

(PS...I've been obsessively listening to Radio Soulwax Pt. 9 for the past 12 hours. I'm loving it, but I have a feeling those around me are not since I'm known to break down into random dance parties without any notice.)

Dream Scream

Ah, the weekend is officially over! I feel like I've been running in a marathon or something...the way my body feels as if a MAC truck has run it over.

Last night was spent drinking and playing Taboo until the wee hours of the morning. Then instead of returning back to Cabrini, I spent the night at Fullerton's house. Yes it was fun. But yes, now I'm so goddamned tired that I'm doing that thing where I get really cranky and complain about how my eyes cannot seem to stay open.



My favorite sir is currently in LA....he got to see A Static Lullaby warm up before his Codeseven went on...he's so lucky he's over there right now and not experiencing the chilly weather here on the East Coast.

Stupid Sprint and the Political Kitty - - - Oh My!

This is day 1 of not having my cell phone working. Please don't ask why it's not working for it is a long story that gives me a headache. All you need to know is that my cell is not working...




Watch out, it's the Political Kitty! Krista is so lucky to own such a smart cat...

All the Best Dreams

I hope everyone had a happy and safe Halloween! I spent my weekend not dressing up, not going to one single party, or going out and getting candy.

But I did go and see Local H on Saturday. And I spent the latter part of my weekend with my favorite sir, so yes I did have a pretty rockin' weekend.


My favorite sir took this picture of me this weekend...it's me laying on my super comfy bed!


Yesterday my station manager (Krista) and I made My Space accounts for the station and such. Since the station got one, that meant I had to get one. Not only did that cause me not to finish any of my journalism work, Krista and I both found a new addiction of My Space...just great, because everyone knows that we need something else to distract us from doing work like we need another hole in our heads.


Check out what we accomplished yesterday in between bouts of chain smoking:

WYBF's My Space

Christine's My Space

Home is Where the Crazies Are (At Least in NJ)

This is what happens when Krista and I spend too much time in the station...we find that a crazy man has taken it upon it himself to represent our home state.

Check him out...vote for him if you wish...especially if you wish to end the war on drugs, I can't be certain if he's going to accomplish that by using them all himself or not.

http://www.njweedman.com/

Decent Days and Nights

Yesterday night I returned from an amazing weekend in NYC. I got to go to the Bronx Zoo, play with Lucy (my favorite NYC cat), watched cheese get thrown out of a 14th floor window and spent time with my favorite sir.


Ahhh, isn't New York lovely?

A few updates:

Just recently got The Futureheads full-length...I suggest you go out and get it, it will bring a smile to your face. Also go pick up The Blood Brothers, Wan Santo Condo, Chris Thile, Dogs Die in Hot Cars, Brian Wilson, Codeseven, The Hidden Cameras, The Moving Units, and Death From Abovve 1979...these CD's also have the chances of greatly increasing your happiness.

All Else Failed is playing a closed set at Cabrini tonight starting at 8pm....of course I will be there with ear plugs in hand. You can listen live via webcast at www.wybf.com and clicking on the on-air button if that type of music floats your boat.

I found an internship that I really really really want for the summer. It's in New York, and it would be absolutely fucking amazing if I could secure it to be mine. No, I'm not telling you about it unless I actually get it.

This Saturday night is the Local H show at the Troc...totally didn't know it until my Greg from up in Boston told me about it. Loud Rock Dave, Kat, my favorite sir and I will be heading down for that show...it should be a rocking time. Ask me how the interview with them went on Sunday, I bet I will find a way to fuck it up as usual.

Post CMJ Day 1

Well I'm still alive which means that I actually survived CMJ. I told Panda that I'm damn lucky I didn't die.

CMJ was absolutely amazing. So many good shows, and just having a great time with friends.

My favorite memory: Loud Rock Dave and I doing the tango in some random street...enough said...

My Favorite Rock Star

Charles Cure from Endicott and I looking mighty fine at the First Unitarian Church.

It's Good to Be Me

CMJ is in 4 days, but last night we had a pre-CMJ party here at House 1. I spent my night drinking and dancing myself silly.

Here are the pictures that were taken last night while we were still functionable enough to operate a camera.

Sorry none of me dancing, but if you know me at all then you've seen enough of my dancing anyhow.




Awww...me and Nikki. I think I was trying to tickle her in this picture. In retrospect I guess this was not a good idea now that I see she was holding a pair of pointy scissors.

Heh, I guess my dad was right when he told me to lay off the booze.

Panda looking rather angry. I believe she later told me that picture was dedicated to how she feels about the male race in general.

Lisa didn't want to dance with me last night, no matter how hard I tried.

Collars Up Fools

Random telephone conversation between me and my dad from last night:

Dad: Hello?
Me: Hi Dad, it's Christine!
D: Christine who?
M: You know... Christine, as in your daughter?
D: Oh, what do you want? You woke the entire house up.
M: Dad, it's only like 10pm. Where is mom?
D: She's at work. She goes to work at 9pm.
M: Oh, well I was just calling to say hi. You know, I haven't talked to you in like 2 months.
D: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Next time call before mom leaves for work, you woke the entire house up.
M: My apologies. Guess what?
D: What?
M: I just got back from Villanova University. I saw Archbishop Desmond Tutu!
D: Who's that? Your drug dealer?
M: No! Tutu, as in he won the 1984 Nobel Peace Prize for ending the Apartheid regime in S. Africa. And I was invited to the special presentation afterwards. I got to meet him, he shook my hand, and I got a picture of us for the newspaper.
D: You know, you really need to lay off the booze and drugs.

Ahhhhh, the family is coming tomorrow night to pay me a visit! I actually am really excited to see them. They bring such amusement to my life.

By the way, 8 reasons why I'll miss my Fullerton when I go to NYC:

Kicksnwindmills: ok, here are my comments on the records.
Kicksnwindmills: Elliott Smith is very disorienting, it kinda fucks me up on repeated listens, a good sleeping pill album. Twilight is the jam and so is Fond Farewell
Kicksnwindmills: Trail of Dead is wildly awesome although it doesn't sound finished yet, the need to do something more with the production, but the songs are awesome
Kicksnwindmills: "Beating Hearts Baby" is like the best song I've heard in a while, props on "Fit and you know it" and "Dance Commander"
Kicksnwindmills: Your away message is the only Broken Social Scene song I like
Kicksnwindmills: Joseph Arthur's "Even Tho" should definetly be on your playlist, it's so well arranged, it's like a lost Peter Gabriel song
Kicksnwindmills: I think it's wild that "Lottery Winners on Acid" is in the top 10 of the CMJ chart
Kicksnwindmills: Haven't gotten to Moving Units or Blue Van yet, more on them later

I make him CD's and dance mixes and he talks to my away message about them...always a happy surprise for me to wake up to in the morning.

I leave for CMJ in 5 days! Loud Rock Dave is whisking me away at some point during my office hours today so we can go "shopping." (Shopping as in I need to get my house-warming present for my Daniel)

And the disturbing note of the day is that I realized to be cool you have to wear your collar up, at least in Radnor. I don't have enough shirts to wear my collar up everyday and frankly I just don't look like the kind of person to rock the collar up thing. But perhaps its only at Villanova that you need to wear this trend. Damnit, now I'll never be cool. I'm crying right now, really...

(if you cannot sense the sarcasm there, I suggest you wear your collar up because perhaps you are one of those barbie/ken freaky reproductions of perfection that I had to associate with last night.)

Read This Bitches, Then Vote or Perish

A majority of college students should make careful considerations before voting in this upcoming election for one simple reason: they just do not fully understand the issues.

It is a known fact that college students are well-educated young adults that are given the opportunity to exercise their right to vote, but the truth is that most of the issues that are presented to them via the election are still too complex. At times, it seems like sorting out all the issues between the presidential candidates is like being caught smack dab in the middle of New Year’s Eve; you’re getting continually punched in the face by other members of the crowd while all you want to do is gasp for air, and try to make sense in the confusion.

Now many will argue and say that it is the young adult’s job to make sense of all the issues if they intend to cast their vote come Election Day, but sometimes it is a little difficult to grasp predicaments that will not affect them for years down the road.

When was the last time a college student had to stand in a doctor’s office and depend on Medicare to cover their visit? Has anyone heard a college student say that they are glad that Social Security is still present in the United States so he can retire right now? Experience is the one of the best teachers, but unfortunately young adults do not have the ability to really be subjected to most issues being shoved in their faces.

Yes the above situations are ridiculous, but it is also ridiculous to think that a college student can fully understand that type of issue unless they have experienced it first-hand, in their own lives.
Perhaps the only way to conquer the overwhelming task of picturing yourself in 50 years is to bypass it for the moment, and focus on the present.

Recently there has been a lot of activity occurring with the upcoming election and music. Some look down upon this convergence, wondering why bands, that have little to nothing in common, like Death Cab for Cutie and Pearl Jam are touring together. Everyone please be a big girl or big boy and think outside of the box for once because this junction of politics and music really is a beautiful thing.

A new CD that has been highly rotated in the college-radio airwaves is Future Soundtrack of America. Presenting politically charged music with a track listing including artists such as Tom Waits, Jimmy Eat World, Elliott Smith, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs and R.E.M. is enough to catch the attention of young adults and adults alike. Music for America and MoveOn.org teamed together with Barsuk records to create this fundraising compilation that will certainly make everyone’s head turn.

Go to Music for America’s Website (http://www.musicforamerica.org/) and see exactly why that organization formed. It was because none of them really understood issues, but they did not like what was occurring with politics.
This non-profit, partisan organization does an excellent job of explaining the topics that are relevant to a college student’s life. No matter what your political party is, this website can help shed some light on the mysteries that are in fact some of the biggest concerns that affect young adults.

Some of the issues that are explained in the website are higher education, media consolidation, youth service funding and environmental issues. Not only does the organization explain them, it also encourages voters to get out there and make a difference. A recent post on the Music for America’s Website says, “Don’t just get pissed-off, get involved. Go to a show. Participate.”

It is up to every voter in college to make sure he understands the issues fully in his mind before he decides which candidate to vote for in the next election. All young adult voters should go find a way to connect politics with something they feel passionately about, like music. Just remember on Election Day: voting without fully comprehending the issues is the same as throwing a vote away.


Do you know that you just read one of my newspaper articles? Yes I am a tricky bastard, but you probably learned something so don't complain. You should read more articles from our paper, because I certainly am the first to admit that the majority of the writers on staff this year kick my ass in politics, and sometimes in writing too.

You Look Like a Normal Person But Actually You're An Angel of Death

Yesterday night I threatened to curb stomp a person's face until he begged for my mercy to stop. My buddy, "Loud Rock Dave" was concerned I was going to reach over in the executive staff meeting and choke this particular person.

Alas I did nothing of the sort. I sat in the executive meeting with a curt smile on my face then retreated quickly back to the haven that is the office.

I screamed very loudly in my office. I wrote obscene things on our whiteboard that my roommate quickly erased. I banged my head on my desk repeatedly over and over again. I stared at my pen for about 5 minutes and then decided that all the stress wasn't worth it at all.

When this particular person came into my for the 3rd time, I calmly told him everything that was on my mind. I gave him whatever he was badgering me for and then explained how I was never going to do anything for him again.

I apologize to everyone that had to witness the not-so-nice scene that occured in my office last night. I'm sorry to all the people in the room with somewhat virgin ears that heard me say, "Not that I would want any, but there won't be any dick left at Cabrini...because he is sucking it all."

Yes it was not very nice of me, but then again you know what to expect if you walk into me and Dave's office anyhow.

Just Fucking Say No!!!

On Saturday I gave tours all day long. It was not fun (and that's an understatement.) It was more like 7 hours of hell, only that it was really cold and raining. Oh, and I rode around on a minature train for about 4 hours that was made from a John Deere lawn mower. Yes, I was supossed to give tours from that train, but my friend Melissa and I decided we were going to just try to not die instead of completing the task of shouting over the crazy loud John Deere.

(By the way, I fell off this minature train, and almost broke my wrist. At one point I was halfway on the train and halfway off while being drug on the pavement...I should have laughed, but unfortunately both Melissa and I started crying. We told Mr. Psychopath Trainman we were going to the bathroom...he never saw us for the rest of the day for we ran like those boys over at Valley Forge when they finally get a chance to see girls)

It seems like this week everyone decided it would be a good idea to ask a favor of me. The Loquitur asked me to write 3 articles by this Wednesday. Justin asked me to write 2 articles for the radio newsletter. Admissions asked me to ride on the crazy death train for 4 hours. The Loquitur asked me to have a video accompany one of my stories.

Like the idiot I am, I agreed to everything. Now my head feels like it might explode.

The wise, old Scottish man I gave a tour of the campus to on Saturday gave me some words of wisdom. He said, "Whenever you need something to get done, give it to the busiest person for he knows how to get it done. That is why he is so busy."

Well I don't know if that's right or not. I do know that I'm fucking busier than ever. And if you read this, please don't ask any favors of me unless you wish to recieve a punch to the face.

On a brighter note, I leave for CMJ in 8 days! Amanda wants me to be careful and not trust everyone I meet in NYC. I think Wayne and good Dave are afraid my promoters will rape me. Good Dave also told me not to get involved with any promoters on a romantic level...haha, but I don't always follow his advice. Krista told me she's going to miss me for a week...she also reminded me of all the mail that will pile up while I'm gone.

My mom of course is having a total "filipino freak attack" about me leaving for NYC. She is going to visit me this Friday night. Haha, I can't hardly wait to see what advice she gives to me! She absolutely abhors Philly...so I can just begin to guess how she feels about NYC. I'm actually glad the parentals are coming to visit. I haven't seen them in a good while, and my mom is going to bring Amanda and I more soy sauce. ( I seriously haven't been hungry since my mom bought me my rice cooker. Hooray for me relying on the fact that I'm asian to solve any hunger problems that might arise!)

Three things that I think about that make everything better:

1) My dance party that I previously had tonight on my radio show.

2) On Saturday night Amanda and I are going to the Rilo Kiley / Tilly and the Wall / Now It's Overhead show in Philly. Yes I'm a geek, but I'm super super excited for Tilly and the Wall. Their percussion section is a tap dancer. And if you have the gall to tell me you don't like Tilly and the Wall to my face, I have three words for you: "GO KILL YOURSELF"

3) This picture below of Amanda and Richard...after a little alteration courtesy of Nikki and I, it looks like the two of them are having a sexy dance party together!





This picture still brings a smile to my face despite all the craziness going down recently.

Playlist from October 3rd

The Crimea -- Opposite Ends
Pretty Girls Make Graves - - This is Our Emergency
Interpol - - Slow Hands
The Faint - - I Disappear
The Faint - - Paranoiattack
Diplo - - Diplo Rythym
Dogs Die In Hot Cars - - I Love You Cause I Have To
The Goodlife - - Notes In His Pocket
Cat Power - - He War
Jimmy Eat World - - Nothing Wrong
The Start -- Conversation
Braid - - A Dozen Roses
Travis Morrison - - Born in '72
Palomar - - Albacore
Endicott - - Perfect Like Paper Knives
Radio 4 - - Absolute Affirmation
The Features - - The Idea of Growing Old
Moving Parts - - Emancipation
Junior Boys - - High Come Down
Junior Boys - - More Than Real

Congrats Soul Mate

As if I didn't already tell you a million times, Billy Joel is my soul mate. He, I, and Dennis Campbell were all born on May 9. As Dennis Campbell has said before, "May 9th should be declared a holiday due to the fact that three great Americans were born on this day."

Anyhow, Billy Joel got married...to a 23-year-old.

(All I know is that if in 4 years I have some crazy idea to marry a 55-year-old, I hope one of you will smack me.)

My Junior Prom Date with Nader

Patrick and Nader! If I went to University of Miami then I could be cool and have pics of Nader also. I miss Patrick, he's handsome, eh? I know he's racking up the girlies down in Miami. Haha, I wish I still had our prom date picture from junior year. Let's just say he thought it would be cool to wear a powder-blue vintage tux...

This Weekend Better Not Suck

A Few Updates:

I just spent 3 hours in video productions class. We discussed why the lighting on Kerry sucked last night. Now I will spend 3 hours in acting class. (Please insert gun in mouth now)

My roommate is amazing because I walked into the room to hear her blaring a playlist entitled "A Little Bit O' Christine" that I made for her last year. So far I've been rewarded with Her Space Holiday, Les Savy Fav, The Shins, Franz, The Unicorns and the Killers....way better than the Indian music I was forced to hear during the production I taped this morning in class.

I'm mad tired. If you see me, take pity please. One of my favorite people in the world called me last night. Yes it was 2am, but I didn't really care. Last night he and I made our agenda for CMJ:

1. run around NYC
2. drink
3. make-out
4. go to shows
5. dance

Yes, CMJ is roughly two weeks away...get excited people! I don't think everyone in the station is as excited as me, because not all of them get to go. I think they are just jealous...but in reality I think most of them are worried I'm not going to make it back to Cabrini in one piece.

Tomorrow I am giving student tours all fucking day. If you see me please do not yell out "Hey Bitch!" "Suck my dick" or any other obscenities. The prospective students and their families don't appreciate that humor as much as I do.

By the way, my buddy Fullerton said the most amazing thing last night:

"I think I tend to dislike any thing that is revered by music snobs, like when someone says "did you hear the new Xiu Xiu album?" I'm like "Fuck you for starters, I'd rather listen to Good Charlotte"

Yes, Fullerton is awesome! He also was the one who got Dogs Die in Hot Cars and the Arcade Fire to me...You all wish you had a friend half as cool as him.

AND the worst news of the day is that Amanda is leaving for NYC, what am I going to do all by my lonesome this weekend?

This is my boxer, Tyson. I love this dog more than any of you.

Homesick...Who Me?

So today I was on the phone with my buddy Justin from Planetary. He lives in Boston and totally has no idea about South Jersey in the least bit, but he was still ragging on it.

And after the conversation I started thinking about home and how I should return to visit my family and my dog. (I fucking love my dog...he's the coolest canine in the entire world!) I mean I probably won't go back until after CMJ, and that means I won't come back for at least 3 weeks or so.

Then my old friend Jon from back home gave me a call tonight and bitched me out for not keeping in touch. I really tried to explain the truth, its just that I'm too busy to come home. And besides, I'd rather forget about everything in South Jersey...it just plain sucks there sometimes.

Here's a picture of my parent's lovely house in Jersey. Yes I live about 5 minutes from the beach. No you may not come and visit me unexpectedly and think you can use it as your "summer vacation home." No, you may not stalk me either.




Even if it is the very southern tip of Jersey, one of the most boring destinations EVER, I still miss home.

Rain Go the Fuck Away

It's about 1:30 in the morning and I'm sitting in my station manager's office due to this goddamned hurricane. The basement of House 1 was flooded and they tried to evacuate us for the night. Instead of dealing with Cabrini's craziness about House 1 I trucked over in the torrential downpour back to the station because Krista is stuck here since all routes are pretty much closed going back to Jersey.

Anyway my weekend was fantastic! Saturday night Matt and crew took me down to La Salle University which was a rockin' good time since I was around a new crowd of people. The only shitty things about that night were Matt's friend trying to kiss me the ENTIRE night and said friend then trying to compare "self-loathing", "The Smiths" and "wrestling" all together. (PS---Matt's girlfriend told him that she thinks I look a little too much like his ex-girlfriend...haha, its not my fault that she was half-filipino as am I.)

Sunday night Amanda, Matt, Fullerton and I headed down to Philly to go to the Equal Vision Record Tour at the Church. (NOTE: EVR have some of the nicest people working there that I have ever dealt with-no lie.) I only wanted to go to the show to see Endicott. They put on a wicked good set and Charles definately remembered me from the random time we met at a gym in the Lehigh Valley over the summer.

After Endicott was done their set, the boys wanted to stop by a friend's apartment so we left the show early, picked up some beer, and then made our way over to the scary Philadelphia area (yes, the Temple area...ahhhhh!!!) Matt and Amanda watched Star Wars upstairs, while Fullerton and I discussed music downstairs. Totally random moment was when I looked over and realized there was a full-length of Dogs Die in Hot Cars. We totally ganked it and I finally got my copy of it today when Matt stopped by my office this morning as well as a copy of the Arcade Fire.

This Friday night is RJD2, Diplo and Rob Sonic at Beyond in Philly. I wanted my friend, the Music Snob Bastard, Michael to come with me. BUT apparently he's too busy with his graduate school shit. Thus, I invited random boy from my video productions class to come with me since he showed interest in the Diplo song I played for the last production we created. We'll see how well this all goes over considering the fact that I have to wake up the next day after the show and work a million hours for the Admission's Office.

And one last random note: I'm totally jealous of my friend Daniel Higley because he got to hang out with the Blue Van today. Actually it probably could have been considered a "business meeting", but I still envy him nonetheless. Listen to the Blue Van NOW!!! It will make you happy----I promise.

Me and my Jesse Stensby!

Yet another picture of Philly on Saturday night...Shannon, Jess from Fanatic, Daniel from McGathy, Joey, and me.

Hooray for Happy Weekends!

This weekend was surprisingly awesome considering the fact that I returned back home to shitty South Jersey. I got to play nintendo with my little sister (who is the coolest little chick that I know) I spent every morning drinking coffee and chain smoking with my Dad as we discussed if Elvis would have more fame if he didn't die at a younger age than most people do. And I got to convince my mother to let me wear my "Murder by Death" T-shirt out to dinner. (She still doesn't believe they are a band)

On Saturday night, I headed back up to Philly for the Blue Van show. My friend Jenny from back home made the trip with me. Yeah it was cold as hell, we almost didn't get in, and the first two opening bands sucked really bad, but I still had an amazing time. (I suggest everyone checks out the Blue Van...they are from Denmark and they are rocking my world right now.) Daniel from McGathy and Jess from Fanatic were there to hang out with us. (Note: Jess was so cool, that she is now my contact at Fanatic...yo, anyone who wears Nike pump's is definately rad!)

Daniel is now one of my favorite people out of all the promoter scum that I have hang out with. First of all, he hung out with us on his birthday AND punched the wall because the guy at the door almost didn't let us in because it was 21+ and we all know that Christine is still very much underage. Secondly, Daniel has donated his couch to me for CMJ! I was super nervous about where I was going to stay considering the fact that I don't know that many people in New York and I am way way low on funds. It's amazing to meet people in the music industry that are so nice to me! CMJ is only a few weeks away, I'm excited....let the fucking party begin!



Shannon from WCUR, Daniel from McGathy, and me in front of the ever-so-scary Pontiac Grille on South Street after the Blue Van show.

We Walk Through the Streets Like Lottery Winners on Acid

So I've done my good deed of the week. I found a cute little freshman, who is aspiring to become a future WYBF DJ, to take in as my protege. Tonight he came over to the room to watch Panda struggle to bang out her paper for Musical Theater Class and listen to me talk for about a good hour about music. He also witnessed me ripping apart my bag and most of my room because I misplaced my flask. For some reason he's not scared of us yet.

And earlier tonight when I was talking to George from Spectre about how awesome he is for sending me a package of happiness which includes Diplo and Travis Morrison, I realized that there is one person in the entire world that I should be thanking right now for that conversation....As big of a music snob as he comes off as, my Michael is seriously the reason why I am Music Director right now. Upon realizing this, I declared my love for him and said we should get married, with George being our best man. I was only kidding, but I still decided to call my mother and tell her I was engaged...she didn't find my joking very funny at all.

For the past year, I guess you could say I have been his music protege because on a somewhat weekly basis he forces music on me. Even though I like to refer to him as "loser" "four-eyes" "music snob" and "fucking bastard" on a regular basis, he is one of my closest friends that is as passionate about music as I am. Hey, I would not be listening to The Crimea right now if it wasn't for him, so I guess he's good for something other than making fun of him and how he tries oh so hard to be hip. (Haha--If I ever hear him say "bitch, please" in person, I think I may bitch slap him and teach him the real meaning of that phrase.)




Being addicted to listening obsessively to The Crimea is one habit that I refuse to drop.

This Is What Happens When I Fry My Brain All Day in the Office

Me and ahem.... Brad Pitt (something tells me that I have too much free time to create a monster such as this picture, or perhaps I just can't focus on the huge amount of work laying on the desk in front of me)

Today I was in the radio office from 12:30pm-5pm and then another hour after the radio meeting. I'm lucky I'm not burned out yet...I keep listening to the used French Kicks CD I found a long time ago, its from like 3 years ago but I've been obsessed with it ever since I cleaned out my closet and saw it laying there. My roommate has been watching me have a dance party to it. I don't think she would mind listening to it with me, but right now her ears are being assaulted by the new Flogging Molly that I brought back from the station for her.

Anywho, I'm very excited for this upcoming weekend! Friday afternoon Hass is picking me up and we're going to see our friend Justin's band "The Aurora" at Kate's Cafe in NJ. Then he's taking me back home...home as in Cape May, NJ home! I'm so happy to finally return back to the wasteland that is South Jersey for many reasons.

Unfortunately I'm only going to be home for Friday night through Saturday afternoon because I have to make a "business trip" back to Philly. Jon (one of my best friends from back home) and I are heading to the Pontiac Grille to see "The Blue Van" and meet up with my friend Daniel Higley from McGathy Promotions. It's his first time to Philadelphia and I promised I would show him around.

Somewhere in the time span after I get back to Jersey late Friday night and before I leave again on Saturday afternoon, I should make time for all the girlies coming back from school. I hear that Kelly, Lauren, Jenny, Anna, and Erin are all coming back home this weekend also. Holy crap, I haven't seen any of them in such a long time---I wonder if we will recognize each other when we finally all do meet up.

Oh, and I also promised my little sister that we would chill. (Note: my little sister is the most rockin' person I know. She's eleven-years-old, but I swear she is smarter than most of the people I come across in my daily travels around PA. I heard that she has recently decided to become a cheerleader, bah. But I think I'll make her yet another mix of music in order to help corrupt her. By the end of the summer she and I would rock out to Pretty Girls Make Graves and Metric on a daily basis...she's like a younger version of me---sans the whole cheerleader thing.)

Kelly said she wanted to come to see Tilly & the Wall with me which makes me super excited because the last time I went to a show with the irish goddess herself, I almost got killed in a NOFX pit. If anyone wants to come see Tilly & the Wall/ Rilo Kiley / Now It's Overhead with me I urge you to buy tickets and come chill with me. The show is on Saturday, October 9th at the Starlight Ballroom at 7:30pm. (4 days before I leave for CMJ!!!!) I tried to give tickets away on my last radio show, but that didn't quite work out, so I'm giving my extra ticket to the cute boy from the radio station.

Playlist from September 12th Show

Head Automatica - - Brooklyn is Burning
Plastic Constellations - - No Complaints
Minus the Bear - - Fine + 2 Pts.
Snow Patrol - - Spitting Games
Tilly & The Wall - - Fell Down the Stairs
Mates of State - - These Days
The French Kicks - - 1985
The Primetime Heroes - - Friends With Potential (Requested)
The Killers - - Mr. Brightside
Endicott - - Perfect, Like Paper Knives
Frou Frou - - Let Go
My Chemical Romance - - To The End
The Format - - The First Single
The Goodlife - - Notes in His Pockets
Pretty Girls Make Graves - - This Is Our Emergency
Hot Rod Circuit - - Cheap Trick
Cat Power - - He War
Metric - - Combat Baby
Jimmy Eat World - - Nothing Wrong
Billy Talent - - Line & Sinker
Idlewild - - You Held the World in Your Arms
The Postal Service - - Against All Odds

PS - - - I don't care what Jesse says, I still like Billy Talent...even though if they are from Canada.

So Amanda's friends were looking through my photo album and I realized how great this picture really is. Panda is wearing a cardigan and hugging the naked male stripper. As Siobhan said, "Your hugging him like you hug your mom."

Flasks, Bar Fights, and Lighter Fluid

About three days ago I told Panda that we would actually do something on Friday night instead of watching Dane Cook and the Reno 911 (ah, Panda has the entire first season on DVD, rock!) I was at a total loss for ideas until my cell phone rang yesterday afternoon while I was laying on the floor of my acting class demonstrating a concentration exercise which was the absolute worst time for someone to be calling me. It was Jesse from Vitriol calling to say that he and his band he was on tour with was coming to Philly later that night. And suddenly there was someting to actually do.

So Panda, Hass, and I took off for Philly after Panda and I did some celebration shots. The main goal of the night was to purchase flasks (and to not get arrested) We found parking across from the venue after I complained for about 45 minutes on how my bladder was going to explode. (Note: do NOT drink if a long car ride is involved before you reach your final destination.)

After walking getting temporarily lost in South Philly we got to South Street and began our search. Panda, Hass and I finally completed our task of buying flasks after I approached a random chick to help us find our little jars of happiness. I also bought two CD's (The Good Life and Minus the Bear) and managed to insult a random boy in an Interpol shirt at Repo. Plus, I got tickets for the Endicott show (which I'm going to skip my radio show for) and Rilo Kiley / Now It's Overhead / Tilly and the Wall.

By this time it was about 10pm I was pretty much sobered up, and it was time to head back to the little pub to meet up with Jesse. To be honest, I was a little nervous about getting into this venue because it is a bar, it is 21+ and we all know that Christine is still underage. But we got into the place with only me receiving a little slack from the door guy. (Hey I was underage and I did have a +2, we're lucky we got in at all.)

Basically I sat on my little stool and behaved myself very nicely only because I promised I wouldn't drink at all since I wasn't even old enough to be there in the first place. Jesse (who is actually very cute in person-oh my!) came and hung out with us while we watched the bands play. It was nice to finally put a face with the person that I talk to every week on the phone.

After Friends Like These played (the band Jesse was touring with....ah, they are really good. I'm not lying...you should check them out...their music will make you happy) went on all hell basically broke loose. I thought it would be an awesome idea to go back to their hotel and hang out after they left the show. Panda and Hass disagreed with my idea, so then I suggested that they go back to Cabrini and I'd get a ride with the band back to my school the next morning. Ah, not a good idea because Hass decided to act like a little kid and start yelling at me (yes I caused his yelling, yes according to Panda and Hass I was at fault...It doesn't matter who was at fault or not, all that matters was that my anger management skills are not very good especially at 1AM when someone is yelling at me).

Well I hate it when people yell at me. My hand was making a fist and I was about 3 seconds from punching him in the fucking face when I decided that it wasn't worth all the trouble. I decided that it would not be best to start a bar fight about such a moot point considering the fact that CMJ is a month away. Plenty of time to hang out with Jesse and all my friends then without having to answer to Hass. I do understand that Hass thought it was in my best interest to drag me back to boring Cabrini and that he felt responsible for me because he was the one that drove me to Philly in the first place, but I was pissed off nonetheless.

We made it back to Cabrini at about 3am and Hass thought it would be a cool idea to re-fill my zippo lighter with lighter fluid. Yeah, that was the worst idea of the entire night since he spilled it all over my floor and then I practically lit myself and the entire room on fire when I lit it up. The little wheel sparked up and I seriously thought my hair was going to go up in flames for about the 5th time in the past 3 months.

After listening to the Good Life over and over I passed out. Even though I almost broke his nose, Hass slept on the corner of my bed, then complained the next morning about how he lost his sock. Yeah, I almost beat him up this morning because at 10am the least thing I'm worried about is someone's damn sock lost in my sheets. He left for Jersey, and he'll be back sooner than later to hang out around the station and try to hook-up with my friends.

Now is the time to straighten up the room and then head down to the station to get a little work done. Panda's friends Kristin and Siobhan are coming up to visit Cabrini. Again we'll have celebratory shots and head down to South Street to raise some hell. I'll buy more tickets and CD's that I probably don't need and Panda promised that we'd get cheesesteaks tonight. I hope we don't get arrested... I hope that I don't lose my flask tonight... I hope that Panda doesn't smother me in my sleep because she's still angry about my antics of last night.

Sex Can Wait...Just Masturbate!

THIRSTY RAINY THURSDAY

This weekend seems that it will be a good one despite the crappy week that I've had thus far. On Friday Panda and I were going to check out Piebald up at Lehigh, but we decided against that. Instead we are going to buy flasks and check out the record store so I can buy more used cd's and vinyl that I don't need.

And on Saturday we're going to head down to South Street with her friends that are bringing one of me and Panda's best bestest friends: Jack...Daniels to be specific. I must remember to buy tickets while I'm down there because its a pain in the ass for me to order anything online.

There are a few good shows coming up very very soon and I'm mad excited to go since I actually found a boy at the radio station who has somewhat of a music potential. It's good to find another show buddy. No one around here really cares to bother with Indie music which means I end up going to many shows by myself or end up dragging someone who doesn't really want to be there. I've gone to all philly hardcore shows since I've been back at Cabrini and my ears are begging for anything but more yelling assaulting noise. I can't wait until I can go to my little shows and play my favorite game!

Today I spent most of my day in the radio office still trying to get everything straightened up down there. I'm actually starting to see results from all the work I've been doing which makes me feel like I'm not wasting my time. (sidenote: my mother still hates all the time I spend at the station and still refuses to recognize my new position as music director.)

OK time for me to attempt to get some more work done. This includes me cleaning my mess in the room so the roomie (the ANGRY PANDA) doesn't kill me and attempting to get some reading done for class.

Playlist from September 5th

Here is the playlist from my first show on Sunday night:
Refused - Blind Date
Refused - Liberation Frequency
Refused - New Noise
The June Spirit - Subject to Change
Postal Service - Against All Odds
Brand New - Sic Transit...Glory Fades
Head Automatica - Beating Heart Baby
Head Automatica - Brooklyn is Burning
Eighteen Visions - Vanity (Request)
Atreyu - You Eclipsed By Me
Hot Rod Circuit - Cheap Trick
My Chemical Romance - Give 'Em Hell Kid
The Shins - Caring is Creepy
Goldfinger - 99 Red Balloons (Request)
The Libertines - Music When the Lights Go Out
Tilly & the Wall - Fell Down the Stairs
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Y-Control
From Autumn to Ashes - Milligram Smile (Request)
The Killers - On Top
Get Up Kids - Long Goodnight (Request)
Jimmy Eat World - Futures
Jimmy Eat World - Kill
Jimmy Eat World - Nothing Wrong

Long Lazy Weekend

Boo to me being stuck at Cabrini for Labor Day weekend. If I was back home in the miserable wasteland that is South Jersey then my ass would definately have been working. Yes this was a good weekend, but yes I spent alot of it not really doing anything productive.

Let's quickly re-cap the weekend....Friday night I went to see All Else Failed at the Church. All Else Failed was just absolutely amazing. (Yes, I go to alot of shows, way too many shows...so for me to say that probably means alot considering the fact that even my best friend always refers to me as a "music snob" for some reason beyond my knowledge.) Ginger, Bobby, Wayne and I had an amazing time at the show and an awesome time before the show down by the crazy dirty river.

Saturday was my example of how to be a total waste. Somehow all I managed to do during the day was review some cd's, read in my super comfortable reclining chair, burn easy mac (definately didn't think that was possible), watch half a movie, and sleep.

Saturday night Ginger and I tried to find something to do in Radnor, PA which is almost as difficult as keeping oneself occupied in South Jersey. We went to Taco Bell, where I made a beautiful creation for dinner for only $2.85....everyone should go out and buy cinammon twists like twice a day. I don't know if everyone could handle their goodness, at only 69 cents too!

And then just when I thought I couldn't top my night, I went and found a used copy of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle's Soundtrack which I promptly bought for Panda. Afterwards I read like every music magazine in Borders and somehow managed to knock over an expensive paint set. Fortunately no one noticed, and I did not have to pay for the overpriced, shitty art set that I would have no use for anyhow.

Then I hung out with a friend who I haven't seen in the longest time. And we watched the craziest movie ever! It was about this average guy that just bugs out one day and has a nervous breakdown. It was the saddest thing I've ever seen because all he wanted to do was see his family for his daughter's birthday, and then his shit gets all messed up and he ends up killing/wounding everyone that crosses his path with random weapons he finds.

And then Sunday I really didn't accomplish anything amazing. But I did manage to see the the Yeah Yeah Yeah's video for Y-Control. It is the most disturbing thing I've seen in a long long time. I fucked around the station by myself for a good part of the morning, did some laundry, went to the King of Prussia Mall (AGAIN), and then had my radio show.

Yes, tonight was my first show and it was on the road to a total trainwreck to be honest. Drunk Wayne forcing me to sing happy birthday to his girlfriend on the air. (Yo, I can't sing...I try to sing, but to be honest singing is just not one of my talents in the least.) I threw my cell phone across the room because it was interferring with the radio signal and we were on-air live which probably scared my poor guest Christina who lives down the hall from me. Later tomorrow I will post my playlist as sad as it was for all to see.

By the way, I love my Lauren because she always leaves me little messages of happiness to see when I get back to my computer. Haha, she is the preacher's daughter from back home, but she is definately not the typical preacher's daughter. (Oh hell yea, for the "American Badass!")

Sometimes Sorry Isn't Good Enough

Yeah, so last night I must have snapped on about 5 people, including my mother. I feel so bad, (worse than a particular scumbag who has been tormenting me lately.) My apologies to all, I guess I'm just under more stress then I realized. Not to make excuses, but there is some explanation for my more than rude behavior.

First of all, I'm sick. No, not like Christine is suffering from a cold or the flu or some shit like that. I guess I'm more sick than I like to admit. I'm spitting up blood. Yes very nasty, yes very scary. I've been telling Amanda to look in my bed every morning to make sure I'm still alive. No I won't go to the doctor. I hate doctors with a passion. I refuse to go...I'll die first.

Secondly I've been worrying about a friend of mine. I haven't heard from him in a week, and he won't return my phone calls or text messages. I did think that he hated me since he blocked me online, but my roomie took it upon herself to see what was really going on. It turns out he's not really talking to anyone right now. Yes he and I weremore than platonic friends...but there won't ever be any relationship status for too many reasons to list.

The only thing is that I've been worrying myself (probably to the point of being so sick) about him. I just sent him another text message that said, "I hope whatever is bothering you will eventually get better. Please don't shut yourself off from the entire world its unhealthy. I miss you so much that it hurts." And no I probably won't recieve a reply to that EVER.

Panda has been raising hell about the entire situation. She says that she doesn't understand why I waste my time with these guys who are dicks. She does not care for the boy she found in my room when she first moved in. She does not care for the guy from this past summer. And now current dude is starting to move onto her shit list since he won't respond to me and I've been worrying oh so much.

Yeah, you probably wonder why I care so much about Panda's opinon. It's very simple...Panda is my roommate because she is so similar to me especially in musical taste, study habits, and lifestyle choice. But Panda also has the amazing ability to see things the way they really are...she gives me reality checks all the time. My dad used to say that I live in a fantasy world, and he's never been more right.

So boys please be nice right now...I know alot of you have this crazy asian fetish I still don't understand, but I'm not ready to be hurt again. Unless you are some amazing dude that sweeps me off my feet and really has something to offer, I suggest you don't even try. I'm not down for casual hooking-up, or some random fling anymore. Yeah, I guess I've finally gotten over that stage. If you are a guy who is intersted in me, I also suggest you give yourself one of those reality checks and run in the other direction because I just don't think you can handle me.

I Miss the Good Times of Summer

I found this picture laying around my desk and just had to post it. Yeah, that's the super irish Kelly and me in the NOFX pit moments before they came on and we got the shit kicked out of us. Yes, I'm eating her hair (it was in my goddamn face and I warned her like a million times to get it out of there) Ok ok ok, this picture was taken after I split a rum and coke and a margherita with John...if that gives any explanation onto why I would eat her hair like that...(Notice how my hand is wrapped up in gauze. I got this wicked burn a few days before this show. It was definately like a 2nd degree burn, but my parents wouldn't take me to the hospital so I fixed it up the best way possible.) Wow good times. It almost makes me miss home.

New Position = New Headaches

Tonight was my training for my new position at the station as the modern rock music director at the radio station. To tell the truth, I am scared shitless about this new job and all the responsiblities that come with it. All these crazy thoughts come rushing to my head everytime I pick up the phone to call a promotions contact. Like the fear that I really don't know that much about music. I keep trying to reassure myself that I wouldn't have this job if I wasn't qualified for the position. (Yes, I'm a huge geek that worries about the craziest, non-existent problems...call me neurotic, I like to think that I just prepare myself for the worst.)

Other than my super headache that is pounding in my head, things seem to be going better than they have at the moment. I'm currently polishing off a jar of salsa (leaving chip crumbs all over the room) and listening to the Wicker Park Soundtrack. This soundtrack is so amazing...I'm not lying...you should go out and buy it right now...it could possibly change your life.

Yes, I'm in a surprisingly good mood at the moment despite all the drama that has gone down since I got back to school. Somehow I managed to ruin things with the one guy that has had true feelings for me. For a while it was really tearing me apart, but then I realized that it is his loss not mine. If he really wants to leave, then all I can do is wish him the best of luck. At the moment he is choosing to not speak to me...he has me blocked online, won't return my phone calls or text messages. Ah yes, I think I really fucked up this time. The worse part is that I really don't know what I did to make him so angry.

So I tried to get over the fact that I messed things up with beforementioned guy by hanging out with one of my friends from back home. Ok, so maybe he's more than a platonic friend at certain points, but he's still considered a friend nonetheless. Yes we do kind of have a romantic past, but nothing serious. And me hanging out with him has pissed off numerous people to no end. This all completely blows my mind because its none of their business. I don't know if he and I could ever get into a relationship anyhow. First of all, there is too much negativity coming from the people back home and we're not even together. Secondly, I have a hard time trusting guys after the rocky romantic past that constitutes my life for the most part. This guy has dicked me over in the past and if history has an uncanny way of repeating itself, then I doubt I'll be hearing from him again.

Thus, the moral of tonight is beware of the music industry. I can never have a relationship with someone in the industry because I seriously doubt it will work out. (both guys mentioned above are in the music industry in some way, shape or form.) If you get a job that is involved with the music industry, then be prepared to suffer a huge headache.