New Blog

I've decided to switch to a new blog:

Gimme Five Minutes

ReCreativate

I was asked to write a piece for a stage reading in regards to my NKOTB fandom. I have to pick a song or a set of songs that have stuck with me and talk about my history with NKOTB. Hmmm...this should be interesting. Haven't had the chance to get creative since last summer with Stories High. What ever shall I write about? :0)

Ugh!

Getting pissed off that I overdrafted on my bank account. It's times like these I wish I smoked weed. I can see why the immigrants don't trust banks! 6 overdraft fees = not funny.

Returning to Normalcy

Holy, I haven’t blogged in a minute. Sorry. My life was NKOTB clogged for about 18 months. Now that they’ve left me again, I’m slowly returning to my usual self. I watched a documentary last night called “Paper Heart” all because of a blog I read. Is that spontaneous or what? Reminds me of the time I had my after work plans screwed up all because of a coupon that said Cheesecake Factory was having a half off sale on their cheesecakes one day. Bye bye gym, hello red velvet cheesecake! Yum, and yes, it was worth it. After watching the film, it made me realize how much I had missed out on this whole time I was running around the country following a band. I could’ve started writing my next play already. I could’ve attended workshops at Bindlestiff. I could’ve auditioned for shows. I could’ve followed through on learning how to play the guitar. I could’ve picked up the kulintang again. I could've gone to more indie rock or comedy shows that my friends performed at. Well, guess now’s my chance.

Oh wait, I got sidetracked. I meant to talk about “Paper Heart.” I meant to say that watching that film made me realize the type of guys that I like. They’re a kind of a geeky, effeminate, sensitive, laidback, awkward sweetheart type of guy. Where do they hang out because I’d really like to go there and people watch. I’m not the bold confident type that can just walk up to a guy and tell them I like them or that I think they’re a potential mate for me. I’m more the type to watch them from afar and hope they notice me & take an interest enough to come to me and say hello. That happened last night. Unfortunately, it was because the guy was the host of the restaurant so he was paid to do it. In an indirect kind of way, I paid him to say hello to me since I was a customer. Is that what I’ll have to do? Pay someone to talk to me? That doesn’t make sense. Why should I pay him? He should pay me. He should pay me some attention because…because……hmmmph. I can’t finish this sentence, much less this thought. Getting cluttered. I will resolute later.

I ♥ Blockheads

Times are hard right now. I can barely afford my rent due to my over-the-top spending on my NKOTB obsession last year. I've depleted my savings, my bonus check is gone, my federal tax refund, my state refund, and my economic stimulus of 2008 has all gone to the New Kids on the Block. It was my choice and I don't regret most of it. So when the spring tour was announced, naturally, I wanted to go. However, due to my relentless spending, I now have to miss out on the spring tour in exchange for living vicariously through the stories, experiences, photos & videos of my newly found Blockhead friends. It breaks my heart to think about not being able to see them. I know, I know, why am I complaining?

I'm not complaining. I'm just realizing how precious this time is. I've always wondered what it was like to travel back in time and somehow, the New Kids have figured out a way to make that possible. Last year, I was suspended in a time warp to a period when life was carefree, fun & enjoyable. I didn't care about bills. I didn't care about responsibilities. I didn't care about anything but hangin' out with my friends, laughing, & having a good time.

As reality began to sink in this year, I had to return to my real world of unpaid debts, revitalizing neglected friendships, and stepping out of my fantasy realm and into reality, slapping me in the face. The announcement of the NKOTB spring 2009 tour came at an unexpected time and sadly, I have to bow out. I can barely afford to keep up with life since my funds are now depleted and I'm living life on a solo credit card that has no mercy when it comes to interest rates. A regular person outside of being a New Kids fan could never understand why the obsession is so strong, like a drug addiction. Who would understand other than my Blockhead friends? They know. They understand. They get this. They GET this!! =)

They are the reason I was sitting at work yesterday, crying my eyes out because they all chipped in and bought me and our other friend, Ana, 4* NKOTB concert tickets, a value of $350 for the Fresno Show. I couldn't believe the existential generosity & love between us. Their efforts to enable me to get to this one show is overwhelming and I am touched, blessed & speechless. In addition to this, they also faded in on getting me a NorCal sweater for the Kimmel Show a couple weekends ago which I also couldn't afford!! Because of them, Donnie's first words to me at the Kimmel Show were, "What up NorCal?!" and all I thought about was not Donnie Wahlberg, but them. My Blockhead sisters are feeding me a love & kindness that surpasses what a phenomenal love this truly is. My regular friends are always yelling at me & putting down my obsession as a crazy phase but it's useless. I could explain it, but they could never know. I am forever grateful for this love, friendship, & affection and just wanted to say thank you & I love you to my NorCal NKOTB sisters, you know who you are. ;) Through this reunion, I've found a love that has no boundaries. You have no idea how much your love has affected me. THANK YOU!! I LOVE YOU! MUAH!!

C.R.E.A.M.

I'm finally out of my old place and into my new. Don't have much time to unpack, although, my kitchen seems to be getting along well. I just love kitchens. I don't know where to put my stuff! I've never had a place of my own before so everything is just everywhere right now. Next "need" item is a TV and cable. I've just GOTTA catch NKOTB on Regis & Kelly! So I guess I have about a week to get this all squared away.

The guys should be back in the US by now. I've missed them dearly. I want to go to another concert but I doubt my funds will allow me to do anything right now. Wish I got my tax refund already. Damn state IOUs!! I need my money! I think I'm going to claim 1 now. I can't believe how much debt our state is in, and our country!!! Thanks a lot, Bush. I'm blaming you for everything btw. :) Maybe I'll sell my precious NKOTB car. Don't know if I could bear to part with it though. Regardless, the plate is staying with me.

Geezus, it's been a minute

Oh my goodness, I haven't been blogging here. Sorry, I have 6 blogs. But anyway, what's happened since? Well, nothing much. For New Year's Eve, I celebrated Joe McIntyre's 36th birthday & New Year's Eve with some NKOTB friends. We had a cake with his picture on it. Here it is:
It was fun. We listened to his solo CDs and watched a couple of his movies til the wee hours of the night. I know I should be out partying but really, to me, New Year's Eve is just another day. I'm not a big party girl unless I'm the one hosting it. :)

I've been noticing something different about myself lately. Some more of the spring tour dates were released today and the thing is, I wasn't even excited. A year ago, I would've screamed at the top of my lungs. Actually, a year ago was when I found out about this reunion. I remember it clearly; the wave of disbelief settling into my stomach, the rise of excitement shooting through my body, giving me chills down my arms, my face, my spine, my throat. I couldn't believe it. I thought it was a joke, surreal, impossible, a dream come true. I think about my life before the reunion and it amazes me how much has changed.

I was having lunch with a couple of friends the other day. We are all artists and we were talking about projects. All I remember saying is how my life is completely suspended right now. I am unable to move forward with the projects I want to do because I am so highly enveloped in the NKOTB reunion that my previous ongoing life has ceased to continue for the time being. I don't know what to do. Believe me, I know this is stupid and I know there is life outside of this reunion but it seems to be the only thing I want to be updated about, the only thing I want to concentrate on, the only thing that gets me excited right now. Lame, right? Actually, not quite.

If it weren't for the reunion, I would never have known that you can save youtube videos. I would never have known about online storage sites. I would never have known about RSS feeds. I would never have found out about mp4s, mpgs, wmvs, or movs. I would never have met the wonderful people I have met throughout my trek across the United States. I would never have realized exactly where the source of my upbringing actually came from, why I am the way I am, and how much I missed my childhood. So no, the New Kids are not stupid, the New Kids are not immature, and the New Kids are NOT PLAYIN'.