Cerulean Chaos

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Subject:	DC Anyone?
Time:	11:24 am.

I'm looking for rides to the DC area on May 31st/ June 1st. I'm a butt load of fun, have tons of music and will burn you any mix you want, and even though I can't help you drive legally (I'm a good driver, but DC doesn't know that yet...) I have $$$$$$ for gas, food, munchies, car repair if needed, or soliciting hooker. Whatever your fancy. I'm staying for commencement week because of "Blade To The Heat" so anyone staying through the week who can help will win so many awesome points.
e-mail me at ethan.baldwin@oberlin.edu or AIM: cityatpeace

PS: I will at most have 3 bags: One large suitcase, a backpack, and my laptop case.

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Subject:	This is SO DELICIOUSLY HILARIOUS!!!!!
Time:	10:41 pm.
Mood:	amused.

17 January 2004

Name: Ethan Baldwin
Building: Langston
Room: 371
OCMR: 1543
Phone: 776-2666

Dear Ethan:

This letter is to inform you of your probationary status due to behavior that is unbecoming of a Resident Assistant, namely by not providing leadership though role modeling appropriate behavior (public intoxication). As a Student Staff member, you are held to the same standards of conduct as all Oberlin College students, but as a result of your position, you behavior can have a more widespread impact on the community. Student Staff inherently live in a fish bowl (1), which places virtually all of their actions open to public view and scrutiny. This level of visibility can have both positive and negative impacts on the community depending on the nature of the behavior. Your choices have had a negative impact on the Burton(2) and Langston communities and have greatly challenged the role and credibility of the Department of Residential life on this campus.(3)

As a consequence of your behavior, I am issuing:

• Probation for not meeting the leadership and role modeling expectations of the Resident Assistant position.

Ethan, be aware that you are responsible for making sure that your RA job expectations and community living standards are upheld within our residential community. When you violate these standards, your credibility comes into question.(4) Additionally, be advised that failure to comply with any of the RA expectations and any further violation of the Community Living Standards or other rules and regulations will result in a more severe action taken and could jeopardize your Resident Assistant position.(5)

Continue working on your professionalism and role modeling both on and off campus.(6) Take this letter as a chance to gain a larger perspective on the situation, to learn from this mistake and to not get upset (7)and let it hinder your growth as progressing leader in your community.

If you would like to meet with me to further discuss your probation, or if you have any questions regarding this matter, please do not hesitate to contact me.(8)

Sincerely,
Will Maloney IV
Resident Director
Langston Hall
X55045

Let's run the gauntlet.
1. You quoted that stupid Fish book in my probation letter? I should smack you. I'd be insulted, but your stupidity makes me laugh too much to be upset.
2. How on EARTH did this affect Burton? Because Kipp was there? Kipp was in North anyway. It's not like he came all the way over from Burton just to see if I was ok. Can we say "extraneous and melodramtic?"
3. Yes. Me getting drunk once in my life has ruined the name of ResLife forever. Having an RD who doesn't to his job is fine, however. Having an RD who is never available is ok, though. Having an RD who says who'll do something, and then simply "forget" is perfect protocol, you see.
4. Trust me. My credibility is just fine. I think people look up to me more seeing that I am capable of mistakes and not dwelling on them.
5. HA! You idiots are not going to fire me! Please! No one else wants this job! I'm doing you a favor, and you're going to continue to pay me to do it!
6. If you agree to do the same, then we're all good.
7. Ha! I'm far from upset! I'm so not upset, I'm going to put this letter on my door so EVERYONE can get some laughter! What a hoot.

On a random note, I love off brand soda like Faygo!!!

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Time:

12:02 am.

You have wings of STEEL. No one's really
sure why, but at this point in your life you've
shut off emotion to the point of extreme
apathy. You are cold and indifferent much of
the time...or perhaps you're just a good
pretender. Next to impossible to get close to,
even those who do never see the real you. It's
entirely possible that YOU don't even know the
real you. You have a certain fascination or
attraction to destruction on a massive scale -
disasters, perhaps even death or the concept of
the Apocalypse. Because you hold so much
inside, one day you're simply going to snap.
Then the mask will fall away, and your true
wings will be revealed. Until then you will
deal with whatever comes your way in icy bitter
silence and acceptance. On the positive side,
you are fearless and immeasurably strong - not
much can crack through your defenses. You
intrigue people, who can't help but wonder why
you're the way you are. A loner and one who
spends much of their time brooding and
contemplating life and death - you are a time
bomb waiting to explode and create some
destruction of your own.

*~*~*Claim Your Wings - Pics and Long Answers*~*~*
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Subject:	I have been abducted by Aliens
Time:	11:35 pm.

Why?
Because Carly and I just watched "Bring it On Again"

Notice the placement of the end quotes. Yes, there is a sequel.

IT IS SO DELICIOUSLY AWFUL!
1. Why do rich white girls refuse to finish words? I'm now going to write in my sched' a date we can go get some Fro Yo.
2. In both movies, the "brown" team proved to be the better dancers. This time, it wasn't intentional. Funny. The rival team was "the Renegades"
3. Carly and I have decided that we love skinny grungy hairy boys. Love laughing at them, that is. Unfortunately, they are ridiculously adorable, especially the "rich kid-turned cafeteria worker slash DJ because he isn't pre-med and his parent would pay for his education" role. And he wore track pants and an armband! Grungy hairy cafeteria boy in track pants! AW! Cute!
4. The black in this movie is beyond the realm of HOT. And she is ghetto. I'm sorry, I'm really turned on by ghetto girls. I don't know what it is.
5. The Renegade outfits? THE BOMB!
6. Speaking of "bombs", they managed to fit the phrase "Bomb-Digity" 3 times in one sentence. The leading girl, Whittier (my goodnes...:-/) also say "Don't be all up in my Kool-Aid"
Gag.

So I'm going to remove my brain and watch the final scene again. Push comes to shoves, the Renegades were ON POINT!

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Subject:	My news years resolution: Never again will I sacrfice my sanity to please other people and make them
Time:	3:47 am.
Mood:	cleansed.

I'm sick of apologizing...for other people.
I'm sick of making excuses...for other people.
I'm sick of being the voice or reason...for other people.

For 2004, I'm burning all of the bridges that cause me stress.
I'm am now negating their existence...starting with this journal.
I'm debating whether I should go through it and save me text on my HD...

I've calmed down A LOT since last night. Today was very theraputic. I have the house to myself, I'm watching the QE Marathon, and I'm putting on my sexy robe.

Man...I was so pissed that in the Metro, the first thing that came to me was to tap dance.

I won't delete this journal. I am saying goodbye to it, however. New Year, new person entirely.

Bye y'all. It's been real.
-E

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Subject:	Jamila, we need to make that R+J Musical. I've already got the hip-hop drag remix to "I Feel Pretty"
Time:	10:51 am.
Mood:	Tres Nubian Sexy.
Music:	Wot U On - Dizzee Rascal.

So I am back home.
I do not like going to South Carolina. I always get incredibly bored and I always become frustrated with my family. Now that Grandma isn't there, it just seems that all of the love was sucked out of the house. My granpa makes it all up though. He's 83 and makes the worse jokes ever. He has a plethora of little sayings, like "And if you tell me, I'll come to your wedding"

He also has an obsession with Steak Biscuits. It drives me nuts, but we had to go to Hardees basically every morning so he could get a steak biscuit.

Going to Myrtle Beach was cool though. I got to see Marques, a friend I grew up with every summer who was born two days after me.
It amazes me how (short-run) succesful people are becoming at my age sans college. Marques has his own apartment in Conway and is moving to Texas in January.

I also found myself eating meat, because otherwise I would have starved. I had a chicken sandwich, because i was going to get sushi from Bi-Lo, but the STUPID SEAFOOD PERSON DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT SUSHI WAS!!!!

Julia, what is WITH these people?!?

So now I am back in DC, and I feel tres nubian sexy (That's my new saying; from my silly little French translator) because I got SO MANY CLOTHES.

I hit that GAP sale and bought three SO DE SEX shirts and a shui sweater and some army cargos from Walmart and three pairs of these lycra/spandex Euro cut boxer briefs which cause me to strut whevere I got because they are SO HOT AND SMOOTH.

I also got a VERY nice Guess wide leather watch.
Now, this is going to be FASHION DIVA WEEK for me because the Queer Eye Marathon is on New Years starting at 1PM and Boy Meets Boy's marathon is tonight at 5

I miss James and Shannon, because we watched thoses two shows at his house in Claremont (with KITTY!!!!!!) and were hooked.

And Dan was Straight. Duh!

I'm going to shower and make myself FABOLOUS!

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Subject:	So far, Christmas is rocking!
Time:	12:14 pm.

I'm getting tons of phat stuff!

From Mom I got FFX-2, a new cell phone (Tangent; Virgin Mobile is run by SPRINT! AHHH I HATE YOU!!!!), a Starbucks Card, this UBER Cool silver and blue modern touch screen speaker phone for my room, and some DVD which I can't open till X-Mas

Nik got me a Silver Martini Set. I hate him! :-D

Eloise gave me 50 bucks (Ka-Ching!)

That's all I've gotten so far, and I am tres happy. I need to call some more relatives.

One other thing: I can't stand when relatives are like "I'm not going to call you until you call me" I'm just like fine, don't call then. I'm not flipping out. You shouldn't either. But I should call, because that will present me with more money in the long run.

Gosh...I hate calling people, though. That's exactly why I GOT A BLOODY CELL PHONE (stupid.)

Lindsay! What's up for New Years? I want to meet John, and I really don't want to do the huge Maret party for too long. They get hella boring.

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Time:

10:59 am.

2 comical things have happened lately.

1. I was in the post office with my mom yesterday, and I was looking through the letters to Santa. They were out on this table in case anyone wanted to fulfil the wishes of these children and underprivileged families. A girl in SE, a Dominique if you will, wrote this.

For Christmas, I would like an electric scooter. I would also like an X-Box, some Timberland boots, a big flat screen TV, and a computer.

A BIG FLAT SCREEN TV! Shit, I WANT A BIG FLAT SCREEN TV!
And some Timberland boots? Come on, little girl.

2. I was trying to call Strauss Repair to get my camera fixed, and I ended up calling 1800 THERAPISTS. The lady was so nice.