Sunday, October 26, 2008

fall's a ball

Whoa sorry I forgot to write anything for 2 weeks. I had midterms... 14 days in a row apparently...
But I'm back now and I'm promising Change.

Highlights of the last half month:

The Thursday night after I last spoke with you we decided to go to the Grand Canyon for a night without sleeping. It was hands down the best 24 hours of my life... if you don't count the other times of my life that were better. But it was soooo fun. Kelsey/Christie/I picked up Robin and Melissa at 9:10 and we were off! ...but then we had to go back home because I forgot my phone and my shoes. BUT THEN at 9:26 we rolled off campus with a bag of chocolate almonds (Snack of Satan) and grapes and high spirits (feelings not drinks).

Here is what the 24 hours included:
  • Each of us driving until we fell asleep at the wheel, then rotating.
  • Me incessantly talking about the Date Farm that we would be passing and all the diverse foods they offered that were made out of dates. "Oh yeah, definitely, it's just a little bit farther..." It never even came. I've since looked it up and apparently there are multiple roads that lead into Arizona.
  • Face Blasting (heads out the sunroof at 90 mph (see photo))
  • Melissa waking up, asking me and Robin to turn off the air, falling back asleep, waking up 5 minutes later and saying "I hate to be the devil's advocate but could you turn the air on," and falling back asleep. She later recounted waking up, thinking that phrase made sense there, and then deciding to say it. That is completely the wrong usage of that phrase.
  • Many deep starlit life conversations and discussions regarding why we don't have boyfriends.
  • Arriving at the GC at 6:30, parking illegally, and sprinting to the lookout point because sunrise was set for 6:31. Barely made it... but it was so good.
  • Deliriously eating breakfast at a homey place and then taking a nap in nature. And by that I mean on a cliff next to the parking lot. We put down blankets and put some smooth jazz on my iHome. Every time I opened my eyes there was either a person taking a picture of us or there was a person (usually from Spain) lying down next to me. (see photo)
  • Me getting pulled over for driving over 100 mph. Wait that didn't even happen. Yes it did. No it didn't. Wait I forgot what we're talking about.
We hiked and looked at the canyon for awhile, hunted ridiculously intensely for Wolf Shirts at gift shops to no avail, ate pizza in town, watched the Williams High School Homecoming Parade, and then drove 8 hours back. It was very magical and adventurous and I loved it. We got back on campus at 9:26, exactly 1 day after we left.

we pulled over on the freeway


left to right: Simon Cowell, me, Christie, Kelsey


This is a joke. Don't let 'them' trick you into thinking this is a break... it's just a Friday where they cancel the classes that I already don't have. But it's a great excuse to plan camping trips YA YA YA YA YA! We took a roommate trip to Cuyamaca and it was great. I am still an honarary girl scout, having graduated from the program after my senior year of high school, so I had lots of tips and tricks. One of these was "do not spray aerosol cans directly into flames" but I forgot to tell Kelsey so she tried to put Pam on the rooster pan when it was already in the fire. Summary: 10 foot inferno column. Her face was hilarious... partially because of the lack of eyebrows. But the pancakes did not stick so it was worth it. Loreal: Because You're Worth It. Wait that's not relevant here.

We did so much fun stuff... climbing trees, and hiking, and picking apples, and eating apples, and throwing apples in the lake because after you eat 12 you start hating them, and lying on picnic tables in the woods, and killing park rangers, and wearing plaid shirts. We made lots of food on the fire and tie dyed shirts in the pitch black dark and pooled our resources of sleeping bags to create UniBed (Christie and I were freezing all night because we got the edges... Kels I hope you enjoyed yourself)... then we watched Into The Wild in our tent. Well, the opening credits were viewed.

Halfway through our hike I ripped a huge 12 foot branch off a tree to use as a Gandalf Stick. Me and it looked so good together. Taylor had a similar one which actually wasnt cool at all and when she was hiking her stick got caught in a tree and she looked like a huge idiot. HA HA. I only fell once and I was last in line so I didnt even have to tell anyone. You would think the walking stick would've helped in a case like this, but it actually made it worse because it cut me. False Friend.


autotiming without telling anyone. mental music: walk like an egyptian

pier on the lake

on the hike. the definition of the phrase "amber waves of grain"... now i get it

using Gandalf Stick to knock apples out of the tree into a plaid shirt
(note: typically with sticks, the camera removes ten pounds. i swear it was more gnarled and intense than it looks here)

This is the huge Halloween carnival festival situation that the school throws the Saturday before Halloween. There was a shockingly legitimate haunted house that they set up in the nursing building and there are tons of booths and games and food. At the end, Family Wagon (a Point Loma people band) played and we MOSHED SO HARD. There was crowd surfing at one point... on campus... APPLY NOW. Just kidding. But do it. Anyway I lost my phone. Then I found it on the ground and put it in my pocket. And then 15 minutes later the lead singer held it up and I had to do the walk of shame up there to retrieve it. I have no idea how it made its way to the stage, but I really need to invest in a chain for it.

Anyway Samedi Gras was so fun and not even lame. I should have taken more pictures of the event itself but here's what I've got. Tracy and I were Newsies. I've never even seen that movie but it seemed like a good idea.

Oh, this isn't Samedi Gras. That's us at Sushi Deli. This doesn't even belong here. I'm wearing that exact outfit right now though. I wore it at least once every day this weekend actually.

waldo, tigger, pirate, newsie, psychopath holding a cake who i dont even know


i think i see something of worth here.......

ohhhhhh yeahhhhh (slo mo really deep voice)

Family Wagon in the fog

SHOOT I just dropped my computer on the ground and busted it. I'm on Christie's computer right now because Blogspot auto-saves entries, but I practically threw it at the floor and now my screen is completely lime green and white and when I shake it it rattles. Hahahahha thats pretty funny I dropped it right after finishing my entry, such is the humor of the Lord. Except I may or may not be crying right now. Yeah so anyway.... uh, talk to you never.

Kristen (sob)

Monday, October 13, 2008

not under construction

Good evening you little devils,
Where to begin. I'm at The Living Room (a cozy mismatchy coffee shop in an old 2-story house where lots of people study in yellow velvet armchairs, etc.) trying to "do work son" as they say. I came to read my Management book but I didn't bring my Management book so it's proving more difficult than I'd hoped. Therefore... an update:

Here's what I've been doing:

On your way from Point Loma to Ocean Beach you will end up driving along Sunset Cliffs Blvd (unless you're a freshman......... HA HA). There are four little jut-outs where you can pull off the road and stand on the cliffs staring at the ocean... or park your car on the cliffs and use it as a place to eat your Chipotle burrito bowl alone because you were too embarrassed to sit inside at a table by yourself. Once again, that is not specific to me. I've heard people say that's what they use it for. But regardless, at high tide there is a perfect place to cliff jump. Park at the first jut-out you pass on your way into OB, climb over the guard rail, and dive bomb it.

Saturday morning after breakfast at the Old Townhouse, we spontaneously decided to do it (hence the clothes-wearing). IT'S SO FUN... but it ended with blood. Both Taylor and I wiped out climbing back up after our second jump and she gashed the heck out of her foot while I escaped with nothing but bruised pride and a stupid video of me saying "i fell" and sitting on the ground.

It's such a rush; you'd be surprised how long it feels like you're falling. Make sure the tide is high though... check it here. My freshman year I was ignorant enough to "jump first!" into approx. 2 feet of water. My toe almost cracked off.

We started a new game in our apartment. It's called Dare Fork and it's pretty much the same as Truth or Dare but we only do dares and if you refuse to do one you have to pay 5 bucks. Whoever has The Fork (its plastic with "dare fork" written on it in blue sharpie) has the power to dare anyone to do anything. Kelsey had it first and dared me to wear a pregnant stomach the entire Friday night we spent downtown at dinner and shopping. We have a pillow the exact shape of a fetus so that dare was just begging to be dared.

Just to clarify, I realize this is the second entry in a row that I've both mentioned and posted a picture of me being pregnant. That is really weird. This is not a cry for help, nor is it a botched attempt at covering up my alleged pregnancy. If next week I post a picture of me wearing a "babydoll dress" and standing conveniently behind a brick wall, please report me.

This has been a dream of mine since I arrived at this school. The pirate cave is a huge cavern that isn't visible to the naked eye... unless you're looking at it... because in that case you can see it. What I mean is that it's hidden and involves either rock climbing or swimming to get to. I will not disclose the exact location of said cave because that can only be passed by word of mouth... but it IS on campus.

We built a fire in the cave and I brought my iHome and we danced to the music around the fire in the manner of pirates or gypsies. The week after Fall Break there will be another secret event in the cave which will be everything you've ever dreamed of... and more if I can swing it. Talk to me or comment if you want the secret details.

As you know, I am a Fashion Merchandising Major. One of the classes required of me is Visual Presentation and Display... this is basically Window Display Class. It's so fun: My most recent project was to design a 360 degree seasonal display for the product of my choice. My product was Starbucks Coffee and my season was Spring. Here is my final product:

coffee grounds as soil, starbucks straws as stems

Now here are a few featurettes I've been considering making a part of my repertoire. I have no idea if this is how you would use the word 'repertoire' in a sentence... Another word that falls into this category: Prerogative.

Lookalike of the Week:

Info Booth White Board Art Showcase
rarely can a person of his build organically achieve that level of multiple chin without trying... props Silbs.

Picture of Christie Falling Asleep With Her Laptop Slicing Her Neck... of the Day
(there is no shortage of these)

Close Ups of People Who Have the Fullest Beard on Campus and Vaguely Look Like Jesus
(this will never not be Joe (my info booth boss and friend))

KRIS-(480 - 470)

Grand Canyon Road Trip
Another Video

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Caf Lane: The Fashion Experience

For those not well versed in the ways of Point Loma:

The 3 separate half hour periods of time between the end of chapel at 10:30 and the beginning of the 11:00 class slot collectively create the best hour.5 of every students' week (note: this is a generalization). The Nazarene boys and girls spill out of chapel and onto Caf Lane (a little brick pedestrian-only street that runs through the middle of campus by the cafeteria and the commons) where they mingle, soak up the sun, and sneakily look at each other's outfits and then snap their heads to attention when the person catches them looking. At least I think that's what everyone does... but that's not what I do. I've never done that, to clarify. Anyway, if you're ever planning on meeting your husband, ladies, this is where you're going to have to do it. And it is for that reason that the Loman men and women don their Monday Wednesday Friday Best and step out on the bricks to see and be seen. So please have a seat, or stay seated... since I know for a fact you're already sitting at a computer, and join me for some nonjudgmental fashion judgment.

Top, Left to Right:
  • Bri sports Ray Bans and a vintage cross-body bag.
  • Peter tries to give the illusion of wearing a V-neck... he was ignorant enough to wear a crew neck.
  • BT in a Flannel... (inside scoop: she told me in confidence that she wore that shirt 4 days in a row. BUSTED)
  • Joey wears lace ups and a V-neck, the default outfit of Loman men at large
  • Jen: "Don't take a picture of me" Thwarted.
  • Taylor and Jeff are one of the hot couples on campus. Notice the 3 fingers poking out from Taylor's arm. It's hard to see, but they are in fact embracing.

Bottom, Left to Right:
  • My roommate Kelsey in a vest which, contrary to public opinion, does not belong to me. I wear it more than she does. Lookin good Kels.
  • Chris looking sunny in a mank top. (man tank top)
  • Tracy and a pregnant me (wait that is seriously impressive... I hadnt even eaten yet). Tracy wanted me to tell everyone that she is currently "single and ready to mingle, and looking for someone to hold her tighter than her high waisted shorts."
  • Garreth sports a V-neck, oxford shoes, and hair.
  • BT changes midway through the half hour and emerges in a glamorous Aerobics ensemble
  • Emmaline with skinny jeans and cool shades. If only her shirt was black... it would like she was wearing a jumpsuit.

I'll be back tonight or tomorrow with a less superficial entry.
We're driving to the Grand Canyon tonight so wish me luck in the infinite abyss.

Yours Truly,

Thursday, October 2, 2008

the beat goes on...

Hello. It's 11:11... make a wish. I typed this up earlier this afternoon and then saved it so i could post it during The Wishing Hour for your benefit.... then I forgot and now it's technically 11:57. But you're welcome.

my wish: **** *******

  • I got a car today! It's a silver Mazda and has two cigarette lighters and velour seats... every girl's dream. My old car was a Nissan Sentra with a jammed cd player and the handle of the back door cracked off. The alarm was broken, too, so whenever you pushed the Lock button twice, it would go off indefinitely. Christie would always secretly push it when I was driving with the music loud and I would never hear the alarm blaring until about 4 minutes worth of offensive looks from pedestrians registered. Moral of the story, The Maz is an upgrade.
(enroute to pick up the new car)
Me: Dad, Grandma keeps forwarding me emails about Obama being the Antichrist. Make her stop.
Dad: Obama is not the Antichrist. If anything he is the second coming of the Antichrist.
Me: What? The Antichrist hasn't come yet.
Dad: Then please explain to me Howard Stern.

Alright so here are a few things I did this week that you should do too should you decide to attend Point Loma Nazarene University:

Balboa Park is huge and gorgeous and there are loads of things to do there. Examples: crash weddings, go to one of the many museums (every Tuesday there's free entrance to a handful of them; they change each week), acquire athlete's foot by getting in the fountains, walk through the botanical gardens, watch magicians and musicians and armless people play guitar with their feet. Quite a feat. The activity of choice this week was Kite Flying, with a side order of swinging and grass sitting.

And so it happened that Jen, Jamie, Joe, Joe's friend whose name I can't remember but I think was either Travis Derek or Dexter, and I headed out to a tree-free zone and began running the kite. It got up a few times but the winds were not in our favor so instead Joe took a swing away from a baby.

One of my greatest friends, Kelsey Masters (not my roommmate Kelsey), turned 21 the day before yesterday so we celebrated. We blindfolded her at 11:59 with Christie's hideous "better sleep eye mask" and brought her to our secret hideout. We had sparkling cider in plastic champagne glasses, but I stepped on 2 of them before Kelsey even got there so we had to share. (Just in case you aren't familiar with the Point Loma Covenent, there is a strict no-drinking policy, both on campus and off. Just say no.) We also stuck candles in a brownie we bought at Vons... Wait what, I mean one we baked... but right in the middle of the ceremony an RA found us and busted us for being a fire hazard. She was extremely nice about it, though. Anyway then I ran inside and grabbed a lamp and that was almost the same as candlelight. Except for considerably less candle-like and quite a bit more lamp-like.

It was exactly like the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, though, because we all bonded by lamp light and lounged on pillows and had a huge dance party with my mini boom box. It was so fun and friendshippy. View:

things get ugly. suitcase to the spine

Sometimes if you ask the security guards at hotels on Shelter Island (a strip of land very close to Point Loma that has lots of hotels and is surrounded by water. This is also a common location for bonfires), they will let you use their swimming pools and hot tubs. We played pool games, namely Spider and Race. Spider is very complex, but it chiefly involves swimming under your opponent's legs into the corner of the pool without brushing up against him or her. Race involves swimming quickly in an attempt to get to the other side of the pool first... I am told this game is fairly standard.

Good times were had by all and we finished off the evening at Taco Tuesday. $1.25 fish tacos at Rubios every Tuesday. In the olden days they were only 1.00 flat, but times have changed. I blame the economy. Unrelatedly, the economy is also responsible for the alleged 12% I received on my Christian Tradition test (stand by for confirmation of that).

Swimming at Kona Kai

Sunset at Kona Kai

That's all for now folks, but please stay tuned. Until next time,


coming soon

Post-Chapel Caf Lane Fashion Report