I will return

after the new years. I know everyone is super busy this time of year and so am I. Between finals and family, I don't know how I am going to keep it all together. So until then Happy Holidays!

The Knockout

This past week was pretty good for me. I am doing well in my classes and *Scott gave me a TV so I can finally watch TV in my room. My parents and little sister left on vacation to the Bahamas too. Yes, I am extremely jealous. My weekend started Thursday night. After class I went to *Scotts place to spend the weekend. We ended up playing video games until 1 a.m. Friday I had to wake up early to go visit his cousin who is studying to become a dentist at NYU. So I spent all morning there getting checked and my teeth cleaned. I was nervous because I haven’t been to the dentist and years. He took real good care of me though. When I got back to *Scotts place I caught up on missed TV. Once again *Scott and I played video games until his roommate *Florida got us to have dinner. I was excited to get more information about his breakup with his girl friend. I will make a separate post for that. Saturday, what a day, oh Saturday. The guys prepared the apartment for the Pacquiao vs. Marquez fight. *Florida had asked me who I thought would win the fight. I said, “I think Marquez is going to win because he has been working hard for a year for this fight, he doesn’t want to be embarrassed and he said the only way he would win this fight was if he knocks him down. So I am going with him.” *Scott heard none of this. During the fight, I was drinking with everyone else in the party and all I said was “come on Marquez”. *Scott turned around and was like,” Are you joking? You must be joking right now.” I didn’t say anything. Next round, knock out. I couldn’t believe it. MY heart stopped. I thought he was dead. *Florida screamed out “You got your wish Christal.. he won! ” *Scott turned to me and cursed me out under his breath and went to his room. I couldn’t believe it. I gave him about 30 minutes to cool down and talked to him about why he was upset. He said that Pacquiao was the face of the Philippines and symbol of pride for Filipinos and that was taken away in that fight. I felt like the worst girlfriend ever after that. He still gave me a kiss good night though. I didn’t mention the fight the next day. We just played video games. 

Visitors and Karaoke

*Scott and I always look forward to our weekends with each other, however, this weekend his good friend *Tash came over since she had a lot of things to do in the city. We both were not to excited about it but you can't say no to a friend. Saturday morning we met her in a local korean shop to have breakfast. I honestly was dreading the day but we had a ball talking about all kinds of random things. We even forced him to let us watch Elf, my favorite holiday movie. I was worried that she was going to interrupt our sexy time, but we got lazy and played a video game called Borderlands. Pretty addictive I must say. Later that night we went our separate ways to party. It was my sister *Coco's birthday celebration at Pulse Karaoke in NYC. The place was nice. When *Scott and I got there we were met buy the horrible noise of a girl singing Gangnam Style. While we waited for our room we continued to watch people embarrass themselves until a fob asian guy got on the mic. He sat there for a second until the song Novocain came on. *Coco and I looked at each other and was like .. he is going to fuck this up. However, when he opened his mouth.. we were surprised how well he sung. He had a little bop going on to the music too. When we got our room the party began. *Scott spend most of the night observing since he didn't know anyone. I hoped he would have been more social but like me, he has to be around new people for some time before he lets loose. I was a little upset by that though. Ok maybe a lot. I didn't show it in the party though. I just sung my ass off as horrible as I knew I sounded, I didn't care. When we left I ignored him the whole ride home. Then some more while in bed. Finally, I just started telling him how I felt. I wanted him to try to socialize, involve himself or something. I know I can't force it but I wish I could. The next morning I woke up sick from the tequila we drunk at the party. So he took care of me. I finally gave him his uber late birthday gift, 2 tickets to see the Knicks at Madison Square Garden. I could have gotten another Gucci wallet at that price, but he was worth every penny. I also provided him with my Christmas list. I chose a few things that I wouldn't mind having in all price ranges. I'm not that picky since I know he spoils me all year round. This weekend though we have planned to relax and do noting but play videogames.... and sprinkle a little sex here and there.