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January 26th, 2007
05:01 pm - It's been forever so i should probebly tell you... I am coming home.
I will arrive Monday night
I leave Feb. 21
Love Kristen
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November 17th, 2006
09:35 am - Thanks Guys! I love the comments, i am hoping to get a widish time range and maybe a few different cultures in there, so here's the list so far for my class, entitled "Women on Film; Acting Feminine" Elizabeth, 1600's England Devil Wears Prada, Now USA The Hours, 1940's 1950's and 2000's England/USA Memoirs of a Geisha 1940's Japan A League of Their Own 1940's USA Gone with the Wind 1860's USA Scarlet Letter, 1700's USA
and just for the fun of it, i am thinking of 'Farewell my concubine,' really mess them up!
Any other ideas folks? This is way too USA centric.
In other questions, why are boys all fucktards?
And for those of you missing MJM, I just wanna say, thanks for lending him to me. He's the only thing keeping me sane at the moment. and no i don't want to get in to it, because honestly, I feel like all i do in this thing anymore is whine aobut men.
i'm outtie and thanks for the help
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November 16th, 2006
03:18 pm anyone have a good idea of movies that I can show in my course next year about women and the roles they play in the world??
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October 31st, 2006
01:55 am - Happy Halloween!!! Guys, it's halloween in China right now, and it's sunny and I'm wearing a sleevless Shirt and a light cotton jacket and sweating my ass off just sitting at my desk. it's hot today... has been all week. lovely! And my boy is coming in tonight and staying for 3 days!! HURRAH!!!
Ok i have to go teach little monsters now. appropriate, no>?
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October 9th, 2006
01:57 pm - Guess who's alive and has internet!!! Ok, ok, i know, EVERYONE is alive and has internet... now including me! so to start with-
hehehe. i bet I'm more unique than most of you!
Second, life in China is boring, my boy of the moment I will only ever refer to as Cowboy. No, I will not explain, take it as you will you dirty letchers. for those of you who dont read Jonelle's journal comments, I slept with a Delta Chi... i wasn't impressed. Let's just say that there was a reason that their parties were always lame-O!
today i burst out giggling in class and couldn't stop when my student told me she is from the town of Hai Men (pronounced just like hymen) Why is China either dirty or named by Dr. Seuss? Seriously, my street now is called hu bu lu. and the President and Primere are Hu (pron. Who) and Wen (pron. When) So watching the new is funny. "Hu is now in Germany trying to improve relations with the EU" "I don't know, who?" "You don't know Hu?" it just keeps going!!!
and now peacing out as good pizza has arrived! Hurrah! Current Mood: crazy Current Music: Adnan sami
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September 5th, 2006
12:52 pm - ugh Sooooo Apparently this year Kristen has become a stupid work-aholic. I have a full time job which blessed me with Tuesdays and Fridays off, and what did I do??? I took on 2 more jobs so that I have -12 days off each week! Ok, so maybe it isn't really as bad as all that, but i might have made myself a bit over-committed... or soon to be committed, I forget which. Today, being Tuesday, I am teaching 5 classes of 7th grade. but i like the school, the teachers are nice and I get to pilliage their internet and bus cards. plus the kids are fun. I had forgotten what it was like to have students who were still excited to learn and not beaten down with disappointment and lectures and exams. it's a nice change... but I'm glad it's only one day a week.
For those of you wondering, MJM is alive and apparently doing well as he doesn't call me sobbing (yet) but that poor bastard has 17 different classes a week and will soon be numb or an alchie from doing the same lesson plan 17 times.
And how much do you writing majors hate me because I am now a writing prof at a top 10 school? (even if it is in china) Anyhow, other than that not too much is happening right now. I just got back from India, no i didn't get engaged, that's only when I go to the beach! I decided that I think Eloping is a good way to go and that American's have it right only letting our parent's meet our spouses parents like once a year. Long story. And according to my palm reader I am supposed to get married when I'm 27 or 28, so keep those years open and find a date for the wedding now! (hahahahaha) No guys just now, or atleast no new ones, the Chinese one from June is still in play and new boys are arriving all the time! WHOOO HOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh, wait, I was supposed to stop being such a ho this year... oh well, there's always next year!
Love and such! Kristen Current Mood: busy
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August 26th, 2006
07:43 pm - Ransom Note I hAv3 uR mjM IF u 3v3r waNT 2 c hIm aGaIn s3Nd 50,000 USD.
Thanks
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June 4th, 2006
11:19 pm - Just in case you were wondering... Remember when I was all happy and giddy and head over heels for a guy and equating my life to Truman Capote books?
Yeah, that's all over. *sigh* is anyone else not really surprised, or is it just me?
Long story short, someone got drunk on friday and decided to finally tell me that... YEP! He HAS a girlfriend and it isn't me. which according to him is supposed to explain why he 'could hardly see (me) Sober' Taking things in typical kristen form, I decided not to leave the bar after i left my initial shock, but instead to keep dancing... then ended up making out with a really hot guy that I've known for a while, and who was as drunk as I was, apparently as he stuck his tongue down my throat, and then he decided that we should leave... In my drunken haze I hadn't heard what he said, and as we were walking down the steps i stopped and said "Wait, what's going on again?" His reply, "I don't know, but I'm going to fuck you now" my reply, "Oh, Ok."
No, we didn't end up sleeping together as Lucinda and her boyfrind saw us heading to the exit and pounced, and whatever her bf said to the boy, the one planning to fuck me wouldn't even look at me after he came back. And yes, that's a good thing since #1, sex after emotional devistation is never a good idea, #2, He is a player, and I know it, and #3, we have a lot of mutual friends, and those boys talk... alot... I don't need that added to my reputation. But i still kinda wish I had slept with him... he's fucking hott.
ANYHOW, yeah, so, not happy anymore, but atleast I'm not at the point where I wanna cry about it all the time like i did yesterday.
Oh, and my friend Jen's advice on how to get over it came the next night as I was talking to some American guys at the bar and she said to me "why are you wasting your time talking to him, just grab him and give him a handjob in the hallway. Come on girl, you want a cock or not?" I think I need new friends here...
And I have slept for 10 of the last 72 hours and that was not consecutively... I'm exhausted and too tired to sleep. So, yeah, that's my life right now. Current Mood: It's not easy being green. Current Music: The Simpson's
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May 20th, 2006
01:04 pm - thanks guys. SO thanks for not judging me for being a 'that girl' though you might change your mind when you find out that after posting that, I got a call from my friend Jen saying that said boy showed up at the bar, so I went back at 3 am to be with him. And I got there, and he was drunk, so I was trying to get him sobered up a little... and it was working till damned Chris brought out the Beer Bong, and he decided wanted to go do it because, and I quote, "I like that game!"
So at 5:15 the bar closed, and the sun was up, so I walked him home... or I tried. He ended up walking me to the bus stop near his house and waiting with me till the bus came, then waiting until the bus pulled away, and waving. But it was very Breakfast at Tiffany's to be walking home just past dawn through a sleepy city, except that I was walking with my boy holding my hand... I'm like unbearably happy... and I think I might be in trouble... Anyhow, thanks for not judging me too much!
Love you guys
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02:38 am Guys, I'm turing into a typical "that girl" and i don't like it but I can't help it... I like a boy so much that I can only liken being with him to being on a drug... like I wanted him to be out with me tonight SO much that I really just could not have fun without him... I'm fucking pathetic, aren't I? Help me, please?
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May 18th, 2006
03:30 pm - Damned Surveys are too Smart
| You Are Brownie Batter Ice Cream |  You've been known to lick *everything* clean |
I think they know me too well... Who's been talking to them I wonder?
| You Belong in Paris |  You enjoy all that life has to offer, and you can appreciate the fine tastes and sites of Paris. You're the perfect person to wander the streets of Paris aimlessly, enjoying architecture and a crepe. |
I do like to wander aimlessly
| You Are Diet Coke |  You are energy in its purest form. No need to complicate things with sweetness. And while people may hate your aftertaste, you are seen as a necessary evil.
Your best soda match: 7 Up
Stay away from: Coke |
HAHA I'm evil, but neccessary!
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May 8th, 2006
05:57 pm - Everyone's a little bit.... RACIST!
Oh wait, maybe it's just me... I was told that I was racist last weekend. Why you ask? Was I shouting about the fucking dumbass Chinese people who can only physically move INTO your way and never OUT of it? Or those assholes who assume that I'm stupid and don't know what the word 'lao wai' means? Was I shouting every entry from the Racial Slur's Database at the top of my lungs? Was I dressed in White Supremecy gear? NO!!! Why then was I told that I am a racist? Because I declined to fuck a certain drunk, dirty, and skeezy Black guy, who BTW, has a girlfriend. Apparently the other things had no bearing on my decison not to take him up on his request to 'get' me, but only bacause his skin was not the right colour. Not because I was CLEARLY flirting with an American guy (and later a Canadian, don't judge, they aren't so bad here). Or because he was crawling over every girl in the place, just 'cause I'm racist. So I thought that I should let you all know that.
In other creep-tastic episodes from my life, a Chinese guy who is a doctor at the same hospital as my friend Jen has been flirting with me... and Saturday night came up behind me, and started petting my hair like I was his kitten? I was UBER-creeped out. I mean really, I have a pussy but that doesn't mean you need to pet me like a kitty.
I am also on my 4th, 4th marriage proposal of 2006. What the hell is it that I can't get a boyfriend but I could be married in a week if I wanted to? Oh, and on this topic, one of my guy friends is looking for a greencard marriage in to the US, so if any of you girls are interested, let me know (there, I've done my duty)
Anyhow, that's about it from this side, except that I have had an inordinant amount of rage the past few days, and I'm not sure why but I have had to try really hard to refrain from pushing small children out of my way and old people down on the sidewalk, slapping yappy biotches who whine for the full 45 minutes that I am on the bus each morning andall those people who stop right in mother fucking front of me and then look at me like I'm the one who needs to watch where she's going. I'm going to admit something now, I sometimes ram these people with my shopping basket, then yell at them to watch where they are going, like they rammed into me. I'm a terrible person, and you should probably all know that, along with the fact that i'm racist, and that i'm going to go cook dinner now.
Ta!
Racist Kristen Current Mood: Racist ??? Current Music: Dumb people shouting and honking horns on my street
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April 24th, 2006
12:55 pm - Ohhh... so THAT"S what the update button looks like... I know I know, it's been YEARS andno post, but no, I am NOT dead, nor am I on tour with Van Halen (as if I'd wanna be) and for the last time I am NOT in the Witness protection program(yet)!!! Then where the hell am I, you ask? Well get in line, I've been asking that for 22 years (I was non verbal for the first two years) !!!!!!!!!!!!! Actually I just found out that I live in Kristenland- the Randomest Place on Earth! (at least according to Cody)
YEs, for those of you wondering, Mr. Cranch visited me here in Nanjing and we had a splendid time complete with emergancies, rooms, excrement, gruising, vaginas, out-sourcing, drinking, dancing, sleeping, drinking, eating, drinking, drinking some more, me going to work, anal beads, smelly kids in the class room, blood, men who can't close their pants, hands in underware, shopping, disdain, painful losses, sexual harrassment, fun with words, dirty pictures in restaurants, the fashion of Chairman Mao, eating our way around the globe, geometry, The Peoples of Asia and MUCH MUCH MORE!!!!
Now I would LOVE to give you the details for these things, but I have to go make up a class I missed while Cody was here so you biotches gotta wait... plus I need to make sure I didn't forget anything
So I guess that means I'll be back in 20 years, or later tonight,if you're lucky.
PUPPIES! Kristen Current Mood: bouncy
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February 16th, 2006
12:58 am
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Your first date faux pas is accidentally confessing to murdering all of your other "first dates". Okay - so you're a serial killer, but it doesn't need to be known on the first date, right? Keep stuff like that private until the third date.
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And now I'm off to do that.
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February 14th, 2006
11:19 am - Bizzaro things
And while I am at it, I am supposed to give 5 bad or weird habits, Ala MJM... sooo... Lets do that now- 1. I bite my nails. It's gross, I know, but I can't help it and usually only do it during movies. It's like a nervous habit kind of thing.
2. I spit, usually when I am drunk, but sometimes just because I feel like it. Again, I know it's gross, but, what do you expect, I am in China.
3. I have a habit of not hearing what people are actually saying... You all know that... (it's kind of the opposite of MJMs thing with talking) the Classic one is still when Damon mentioned that a guy had 'pecks like Melons' and I heard it as "Tabasco-like Mullets"
4. I often don't notice things, like people starting at me, or following me, or that the light has changed colours and there's a bus about to hit me and i'm about to die... Stuff like that.
5. I tend to speak in just headlines and then leave people wondering what the rest of the story is... Kinda like a Newsie. Oh, and speaking of which, I am getting married in April, no it's not a joke.
I tag, Raker, Sam, Lindsey, Jonelle, and J
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February 3rd, 2006
02:44 am - reason 879
that you should all hate me/ move here with me.
I spent the last week here-

No, not a computer wall paper background!! Real place


Oh, and I have a tan.
But now am cold. Fucking end of vacation!!! Current Mood: cold
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December 12th, 2005
08:27 pm
Sooo I was just going to tell you guys about my Sunday, but I figured I'd do it in Picture book form... so here we go!!
Hi! I'm Kristen! Do you Remember me?

On Sunday I went to Nanjing Medical University's Jiang Ning Campus (20km from my house) to play with my best buddy Ashwini, who sometimes sleeps in my bed when we're drunk and singing Hotel California (don't worry, no sex. He has a fiancee and she and I adore each other, plus I just don't like him that way)

I know, you're saying, He's cute! Fuck the GF and do him! Well that's because you're gross, pererted sluts ladies and gents!!! And because he know's I slept with one of his good friends (pic to come later with amusing story) and I'm working hard at chasing ANOTHER guy. His name's Yasser. He's 29, from Bahrain and is doing his Masters right now in Pysics Education. Next year he'll start working on his PhD. That in and of itself is Hott, but he's a really good kisser... so it's getting to the point where he either needs to ask me out or he needs to stop making out with me for four hours at a time at Scarlet. Wanna see him? Ok! Here's Yasser:

My favorite thing about That one though, is that sometimes when he's drunk and we're dancing, he looks like Carleton on Fresh Prince... but really he either needs to make a move or stop making out with me and holding my hand in public!
Anyhow, back to Sunday. I was hanging out with Ashwini, photo above. He tried to show me one of the dead bodies that they've been disecting, but when he opened the cabinet there was this spurt of pinky-red gunk that was obviously part of a human at one time and it spilled on the floor and so I kinda chickened out. But really, you'd think that room would be locked at 4pm on a Sunday with no one there to supervise! But don't worry, they only experement on orphans, not anyone anybody cares about! I told him he had a gross major and I didn't want to hear anymore about it. And then I caused a scandal by being in his room. Girls are NOT allowed in the boy's dorms and vise versa in China. But i told the gate keeper that I was their English teacher and we had a lesson, so I was allowed in. Then his roomies flipped because they're nerds, all from India and I don't think they've ever seen a white girl up close in their lives. So I'm laying there on his bed while he's sitting on it and we're watching stuff on his lappy, and his flatmate just walks in without knocking. My response was, "I wonder what he hoped he was walking in on."
So anyhow, then we went to have some foods in the dining hall. We met up with some "Fucking Nepali's" and his flatmates and had some flaming rice thing. It was pretty good really. So anyhow, we're done and just sitting there talking when who walks in but Abhi... the 20 year old I slept with and then saw making out with a Mongolian the next weekend. Wanna see him? Ok.
He's the one on the Far left who is trying to look Gangsta- And his Mongolian girl is the one in the cream coloured shirt on the far right- (I caught her hooking up with a 5'10 bald headed White guy on Friday... I don't think it was Abhi)

Don't worry, the sex wasn't good. we were drunk. ANYHOW! Back to yesterday. He walks in, is shocked as shit to see me there... understandable, and starts asking why I'm there, why didn't I tell anyone... yada yada yada. So he, as it turns out was at a dance competion all day as head hand clapper for the school... So I asked him who won. He didn't answer, Ashwini asks who won, no answerI ask again, nothing. Ashwini's flatmate asks in HInda (Abhi's native language) and FINALLY he asnwers... but his answer was to nod and say, "who won"... WTF!!! So he and his brother go off to eat and Ashwini and I get up to go shopping. He needed a new sweater as I had speant a good hour on his bed pulling off the fuzz balls on his current one then realized that it was stained. We went shopping. He got a new sweater. I bought glittens. Then I learned WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY too much about his undies, and we had Ice Cream, talked about sex and went back to his campus so I could get a bus home.
Well we realized after Venu told us, there were no buses as it was Sunday, OH well, taxi for me!! So sat there with my boys teaching them to properly pronounce the word 'Thong' Because I had told, and then had to explain to Ashwini that I would no longer be his friend if I ever found out he wore a Man-Thong. And I had to explain what a thong even was... so yeah, me, a group of horny Indian boys and the word thong, which resulted in lewd tounge gestures directed at me from Abhi who asked like 7 times if I was going to spend the night there, and why wasn't I going to spend the night there, he was inviting me to spend the night there, and so on ... *sigh*
But yeah, I think the highlight of the weekend though, was the 7meter Beer Bong on Saturday night. I hit it three times, and one time I got it when it was at the end, and I removed the sink tap from my mouth, turned to Jen and Said, "I sucked it Dry... Well, it wouldn't be the first time." At which point Danish asked me out to dinner...
Go figure.

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December 5th, 2005
09:37 am - I like Games! 1. Reply with your name and I will write something random about you. 2. I will then tell you what song/movie reminds me of you. 3. I will pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in. 4. I will say something that only makes sense to you and me. 5. I will tell you my first memory of you. 6. I will tell you what animal you remind me of. 7. I’ll then ask you something that I’ve always wondered about you. 8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your LJ.
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December 2nd, 2005
08:48 pm Ummm... just to let you know... I might be getting proposed to soon... that'll make 3 times this year for those of you keeping count... and I'm starting to wonder if I shouldn't just start saying yes whenever someone asks me to marry them... just to see what happens.
Thoughts?
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December 1st, 2005
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