if i could i'd only want to make you smile, if you would just stay with me a while

So. Here we are, a brand new blog. Now that dear Tokyo has discovered my other blog, I've been forced to create a new one. I have no idea who exactly will read this; probably no one. But just in case someone does, I have decided that it's best to begin with a list of the persons who will be populating this. I also would prefer to keep the purpose of the two journals separate, or else I would end up neglecting one in favor of the other. However, I have not yet decided what to assign to which journal, except for the fact that this will be more for literary merit and my livejournal will continue to witness my rants. 

Still, a list of characters is needed. Just in case I renege on said decision or use important people in my ponderings. Since chances are none of them will ever read it (or if they do, it'll only be people I really like and thus people who I wouldn't write anything bad about) I'll just use their actual names.

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

Me: A 19 year old college student at a school around Boston. Female, clearly. Not the most laid back person in the world but is trying to be calmer (sometimes). Biology major and German minor. Resides in Jersey when not at school. Like other Jersey Girls, believes she comes from the best state ever. Loves music and books and soccer and figure skating. Very sarcastic. Works at an Apple retail store and in the chem department at school. 

Family: Father, old, ill, demented. Mother, not as old, sweet but at times frustrating. Greg, 16 (almost 17), brother, pretty cool. Matt, 15, other brother, can be cool but occasionally throws temper tantrums like a toddler. Comet and Sabrina are the cats. Comet is fat and affectionate and a catnip addict. 'Brina loves playing with things, particularly mice. I also enjoy thinking up new nicknames for her. Blitz and Max are the dogs. Blitz is the mama's dog everyone loves. Max still acts like a puppy. Steals my socks for toys and incessantly tries to lick my face. 

An: Freshman year roommate, member of the forced triple (also called the sexy friendship triple, as though the school forced us together, we did not complain). Sophomore year roommate as well. Wicked awesome. Can fall asleep in mostly anything, including late night conversations, and then wakes up to add a hilarious one-liner to the conversation. Hair advisor and okay-er of my outfits. My words fail in my pathetic attempt to describe the awesomeness that is my roomie. Also can be a bitch. But cooks for me. All is good. Listens to all my BS. Loves me anyway.

Chip: Met at the birthplace of my hatred for iPhones & AT&T, i.e the Apple Store. Worked with me for a short while. Recently graduated from college. Really tall. Really funny. Really cute. Really amazing. My words will simply fall short at my pathetic attempt to describe this awesomeness. Both exactly like me and exactly my opposite- shares my enjoyment of all things random but likes dark chocolate. But I like him enough to pardon him for his ridiculous tastes in chocolate. Which means a whole lot. 

Chrissy: Friend from high school, since freshman year. Shares German & Polish jokes and occasionally food. Understands the deep meaning of kielbasa euphemisms. Is dating Tom. Was set up by me. Sometimes is deeply indebted to me for this, at other times hates my guts.

Fuzzy/Jess: Friend from skating. Friends since I was like 10. Looks younger than any of my other friends for all that she's almost 21. Love her anyway. Love making fun of her too.

Jamie: Other member of the triple. Dancer extraordinaire. Not living with us next year, but will miss us so much she probably will take up residence on our floor. Short but the scary when angered. Nocturnal by nature, she inspired intense jealousy in me by waking up at 1 PM and going to sleep at 2 AM many days. Witnessed many walks of shame. Enjoys calling me Ms. Gang Bang. Loves me anyway. 

JamieJame: Best friend. We bonded over the dead carcass of EFF, the frog we dissected freshman year in high school. We've had our share of issues but are good now. Has an awesome pool and jacuzzi. Enjoys nature peeing. Has joke alternate personalities. Is incredibly ridiculous and hilarious a majority of the time. Now goes to Notre Dame. Yeah, bitches, I have smart friends.

Katie: (Not me, Katie B). First friend in high school. We met January of 8th grade when interviewing for the scholarship for high school. My travel buddy, even though we can't live together. My advisor for pretty much anything girly. My advisor for most other things too. Now goes to Cornell. Likes Gnomes. Also likes alcohol. But who doesn't?

Kim: Friend from college. Only other bio major friend. We spent many mornings and many nights mutually agreeing the chemistry department is evil and needs to die somewhere. Awesome.

Masa: Known also as Tokyo. This really annoying, obnoxious senior (now graduated) was in my German recitation for two semesters. Lured me to his house with offers of tea when I was coming down with tonsillitis at the end of November. Good friend & brief but important relationship as he showed me how awful Phil truly was and what I deserved. Now resides in Tokyo. While occasionally we can be nice, our usual encounters involve repeated insults and snarky comments.

Max: Birthday buddy from college. Also only birthday buddy. 3 or 6 hours younger than me. Awesome. Plays guitar for me. Taught me to play a song on guitar. Another science person. I use his room as a place to study when my room is too distracting or when I'm upset. Awesome. (He gets two awesomes.)

NatNat: We met because we both dated this guy Zak. This was in my freshman year of high school. First she hated me. Now we're good friends. Amazingly talented. We enjoy driving down the shore at midnight. Also called NatNat Panda.

Nicole: A friend of Fuzzy's who is now my friend. Also goes to school in the Boston area. Occasionally drives me nuts. I still love her though.

Phil: Also known as ExBoy. He was the first boy I kissed and my first time. And the first guy to cheat on me. All in all we were together for about 16 months. Now has a new girlfriend who's paranoid and suspicious who is my favorite person to hate. As I found out he cheated on me after he got owned in bed by an Asian, I wasn't nearly as upset as I would have been. We now no longer talk. I still occasionally enjoy talking about the entire situation though; it's better than daytime soaps.

Sarah: The only other white girl in the Harem. The Harem consists of the triple, Sofa, Kim, Sarah and Vicky. We all lived in the same dorm. Boys obviously gave us this name. Math and Dance Goddess. Also says blessings over the Jewish wine we drink.

Sofa: Lived next door to me at school. Still technically lives next door to me, since I live in North Jersey and she lives in the city. Probably the only person who will read this blog. Is massively well endowed. Constantly summoned to my room by a high pitched SOFAAAAAAA that I would shriek down the hall. Loves American Eagle as much as I do. Occasional Travel Buddy. Awesome beyond words.

Tom: Dates Chrissy. Co-worker, as he helped me get the job at Apple. Occasionally very useful; occasionally also a huge pain in the ass. A good friend for all that we bash on each other constantly. Set me up with Phil. I forgave him.

Zak: My first boyfriend, for all that we never so much as kissed. Friend from the beginning of middle school. After dating in freshman year of high school, we reverted back to being awesome friends. Really tall. My guy guru. 

And whew, what a long first post. If any of these people happen to read this and don't like their name being used, please alert me. I will be more than happy to think up an appropriate nickname. I also clearly did not include certain people. It is not that I do not love them or they are not important to my life; they just are not necessarily going to pop up in any post. So don't be hurt! 

Well, my introductory post is over now. Mainly because I need to get my ass moving and get to work to tell yet more people No, we do not have the iPhone yet. I still love my job though. I usually like to end my posts in a concise, not cliché, well-pulled-together way. Can't think of a way to. And somehow, I don't think telling my boss that that's why I'm late is going to go over very well. So no thought provoking and satisfying last sentence for you. Or me.

Damn.