Victoria (jadeyedreamer) wrote,

I've got catch-up all over my LJ!

The Final Days:

Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Third Annual Junior-Senior Banquet
7:30 PM Marian Hall
All attendees wear white.

Sunday, April 30, 2006
21st Junior-Senior Toast
5 AM Under the Riverway Bridge
Watch out for that Jungle Punch!

Sunday, April 30, 2006
12 noon-4 PM On the quad
Nary a clam to be found.

Wednesday, May 3, 2006
Spotlight on Excellence Awards
6PM Auditorium
My second year making the dedication speech/presentation, my first time walking away with an award!

Spring 2006 Moonlight Breakfast
9PM Dining Hall
The last Moonlight Breakfast for us seniors.

Sunday, May 7, 2006
Red Sox vs. Detroit
2PM Fenway Park
My first Red Sox game and I got Jason Veritek’s autograph—TOUCHDOWN!

Monday, May 8, 2006
Boston Harbor Cruise
7:30PM Boston Harbor
Alias the “Booze Cruise.”

Tuesday, May 9, 2006
Alcohol Privileges Workshop
11AM Julie Atrium
If you want to drink on campus during Senior Week, you have to go to class!

Tuesday, May 9, 2006
Alumni Lunch
12noon Auditorium
A very nice lunch with what were soon-to-be fellow alumni.

Tuesday, May 9, 2006
Jake Ivory’s
9PM Jake Ivory’s
A very cool piano bar where we danced ALL NIGHT LONG!

Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Goodbye Lunch
12noon Legal Seafoods, Prudential Center
Good seafood, good friends.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Pub Crawl
Too tired and rainy to go, but I still got the t-shirt.

Thursday, May 11, 2006
Commencement Ball
7PM Park Plaza
A beautiful evening surrounded by beautiful people in a beautiful setting.

Friday, May 12, 2006
Baccalaureate Mass
6PM Auditorium
Our traditional mass followed by an awards presentation.

Saturday, May 13, 2006
11AM Tent in Library Parking Lot
Writer of Tuesdays with Morrie Mitch Albom Commencement speaker.

Top 10 Songs of the Year:
1.) “Unwritten”—Natasha Bedingfield
2.) “Black Horse and a Cherry Tree”—KT Tunstall
3.) “Hips Don’t Lie”—Shakira
4.) “Walkaway”—Kelly Clarkson
5.) “2am (Breathe)”—Anna Nalick
6.) “Hollaback Girl”—Gwen Stefani
7.) “Hung Up”—Madonna
8.) “You’re Beautiful”—James Blunt
9.) “Give a Little Bit”—Goo Goo Dolls
10.) “These Words”—Natasha Bedingfield

Top 10 Moments of the Year
1.) Interviewing Val Kilmer and Shane Black at the 2005 Boston Film Festival
2.) Salem with Martin
3.) Interning at Teen Voices Magazine
4.) *tie* Commencement Ball/ Jake Ivory’s
5.) Interviewing Stephanie Sokolove owner/exec. Chef of Stephanie’s on Newbury for Teen Voices
6.) Pearson International Convention Class of 2006 Student Panel at old Boston Ritz Carlton
7.) WNBA Draft/ Seeing Rebecca Lobo at Emmanuel
8.) Toby Lightman in concert at Collegefest 2005
9.) Blue Oyster Cult at Taste of Boston 2005
10.) *tie* 106 Days reroute to Jillian’s/ ASVD duck tour with my Kelly Girl

To all those interested in the perusal of these letters: greetings in the Lord in as much as VICTORIA ELIZABETH KICHUK by her natural endowments and the instruction prescribed in the rules and constitutions of our college, has successfully passed through the requirements of the cultural and disciplinary studies, we, by reason of the authority delegated to us, have admitted her to the degree of BACHELOR OF ARTS and we have freely granted her all the rights, honors, and privileges belonging thereto. In testimony whereof we have affixed our signature to this document, guaranteed by the seal of the college. Given at Boston on the thirteenth day of May in the year 2006.

While I would like very much to drone on and on about all of the things that happened in those last few weeks at Emmanuel, both time and my better judgment are keeping me from doing so. Suffice it to say that those final weeks, especially Senior Week with all of our activities, was filled with enough fun, friends, memories, and love to last a lifetime. I will forever get a little home sick for my Emmanuel crew whenever I hear Elton John's “I Guess that's Why they Call it the Blues” and think of the final time I was cleaning the suite and singing to Andi as she tried to study and Jess Zaks and Rebecca came in because they had been banished from their own suite for singing “Nobody Knows It”--another Elton John hit—too loudly. I excitedly proclaimed to them that I had just been singing a little Elton myself and we commenced to belt out “I Guess that's Why they Call it the Blues” with my computer accompaniment, and Andi and Emily very quickly jumping in. That night, I facebook invited everyone in our “The Bitches of Suite G13 (and their fans)” group to the “Eltyn Jawn All-Star Cabaret Farewell Tour.”

The Eltyn Jawn Cabaret All Star Tour

Don't miss out on your chance to see exclusive performances of the all-new Eltyn Jawn Cabaret All Star Tour in their first ever farewell concert series all this week and next! You'll hear all your favorite classic Elton John tunes sung as badly by as many people as we can fit into the suite at one time! Hits like 'Don't Go Breakin' My Heart' and the always show-stopping, heart pumping version of 'I Guess That's Why They Call it the Blues.' Seats are limited--hurry and order your tickets today! 

(Disclaimer: The Eltyn Jawn Cabaret All Star Farewell Tour is in no way currently, nor has it ever been, affiliated with the singer/songwriter Elton John)

A few weeks later, after our senior Boston Harbor Cruise, we all piled into the suite—Andi, Emily, and me—along with Jess Poole and Zaks, Commie Bitch Larissa—a resident for her final week at Emmanuel, and Shawn and Haman. After moving all the furniture out of the common room, we constructed a cuddle pit at my insistence, which necessitated bringing all the pillows and blankets we could get our hands on and laying them out all over the floor. Passing around a bottle of wine, with arms, legs, heads, bodies, terribly tangled and yet all very comfortable and cuddly indeed, we sang the song again, and in the midst of our utter silliness and the incessant doo-wop “DOO-DOO, DOO-DOO!” chants from half the room at uneven intervals, I looked around at the faces of my dear friends, people I had come to know so well in such a relatively short amount of time, and had consequently become very near and dear to my heart. Perhaps it was the wine or the music, or even just the awkwardness of our positioning, but I never caught anyone's eye, and its a good thing I didn't, because I believe the emotion would have overtaken me, and the moment would have been lost. While our dear Elton may have wrote that song about a young lad going off to war and bidding his sweetheart farewell, I will forever find a different meaning in its lyrics and think of the times I spent with all those friends cuddled up in those covers.

'Don't wish it away, don't look at it like its forever
Between you and me I could honestly say that things can only get better
And while I'm away, dust out the demons inside.
And it won't be long
Before you and me run to the place in our hearts where we hide.

And I guess that's why the call it the blues
time on my hands could be time spent with you.
Laughing like children
Living like lovers
Rolling like thunder
under the covers.
And I guess that's why they call it the blues.

Just stare into space, picture my face in your hands.
Live for each second without hesitation
And never forget I'm your man.
Wait on me girl, cry in the night if it helps.
More than ever,
I simply love you more than I love life itself.

And I guess that's why the call it the blues
time on my hands could be time spent with you.
Laughing like children
Living like lovers
Rolling like thunder
under the covers.
And I guess that's why they call it the blues.

Wait on me girl, cry in the night if it helps, more than ever.
I simply love you more than I love life itself.

And I guess that's why the call it the blues
time on my hands could be time spent with you.
Laughing like children
Living like lovers
Rolling like thunder
under the covers.
And I guess that's why they call it the blues.'

Jake Ivory’s was a blast, I only wish I had known about it earlier as I was unaware that we had a rockin' piano bar just a short walk from campus. We set the dance floor afire that night.

Commencement Ball was—amazing. There was no grander place than the Park Plaza ball room to hold it in. After spending some time with our drinks in the receiving area taking pictures and chatting, the giant walls split apart to reveal a grand hall with crystal chandeliers and gold painted balconies with a well-dressed waiter standing at attention behind every table while a DJ played in the background with his special effects lights. If only I had brought with me my singing teapot, we would have been in the 'Be Our Guest' scene from Beauty and the Beast. Out of all our “alcohol privileged” nights that week, I by far drank the most that night, 1 madras, 2 screwdrivers, and a glass of champagne at our toast. Besides the beautiful surroundings and the DJ that played GREAT music, and being surrounded by all of my wonderful friends, it didn't hurt that I had the best looking guy in the room for my date. Martin came dressed, as usual, in his best, and that night wore a magnificent crème colored silk dress jacket to offset my floor length black number.

College Inventions:
DIF—Daughters with Insane Fathers
Bitch names
Bastard Names
The Anti-Rape Walk
Cuddle Pits
The Eltyn Jawn Cabaret All Star Tour
Teeny Weenies for you!

Stuff at college:
Art in Bloom
Taste of Boston
Kerry Election Headquarters
Pats Superbowl win 2004
Pat Superbowl win 2005
Democratic National Convention 2004
Boston Marathon
Red Sox World Series win 2004
NCAA 2006 Women’s Final Four
2006 WNBA Draft
Avril Lavigne Live and By Surprise at the Pru
Duck Tours
Rocky Horror
Fever Pitch Premier at Fenway
Movies at the Wang
Phantom of the Opera at the Opera House
Boston Film Festival
Turkish Film Festival at the MFA
Faneuil Hall
Trolley Tours
Top of the Hub
Stephanie’s on Newbury
The Rack
Who’s on First
Jacob Ivory’s
The New Ritz Carlton
The Old Ritz Carlton
The Omni Parker House
The Park Plaza
Charles Street
Kenmore Square
Jacob Wirth’s
Vinny Testa’s
TK’s Jazz Café
The Cheesecake Factory
The Prudential Center
Cambridgeside Galleria
Hearing Bruce Springsteen give the first concert in 30 years at Fenway Park from my dorm window
The Citgo sign
The Charles River
ZBT soiree at MIT
The T
Ice Skating on Frog Pond
Street Performers
Downtown Crossing
Filene’s Basement (the original)
Boston Common
Public Garden
Beacon Hill
The North End
Landmark Center
Longwood Medical District
Brigham Circle
Copley Place
Copley Square
Harvard Square
South Station
North Station
The Celtics
The Lenny Zakim Bridge
The Big Dig
Seeing John Kerry park his car under the Common
Riding on the T near Rachel Dratch
Seeing Colin Quinn look at his own picture on the Comedy Connection billboard
Quincy Market
Chippendales at Roxy
Free stuff!
Free movies!
Bus trips to: Wrentham, Salem, Newport, NYC
The Kennedy Museum
Newbury Street
Newbury Comics
Legal Seafoods
JP Licks
Red Sox
TD Banknorth Garden
Summer KISS Concert
Whale watch in Boston Harbor
Garment district—trannies
Mary Pratt—a league of her own
Reflecting pool at Christian Science Center
Boston Harbor Cruise
Laser Light Show at Science Museum
MS Walk
Midnight movies
IMAX monkeys
Riots at Fenway
UCONN games at BC
Fried cheesecake at Longhorn
Random protests
Island Hopper
Harvard Medical School walks in the snow
Dove event at BU
Dog watching on Common
Park Street

Since commencement, I have been rather busy. I had a very nice birthday, as it was only 2 days after graduation, and felt very loved with all the phone calls from friends. Even one of my mentees from Teen Voices called me (and again just a couple weeks ago), which was very touching indeed. I was also very surprised at how many people left messages on my facebook wall wishing me a happy birthday and congratulations on graduating—they all seemed to come from people I didn’t expect, which made it even nicer to learn that they were thinking of me. As for what has happened since, there has been some visiting with friends and family I have not seen for quite some time, even meeting some twin baby cousins for the first time, and spending time with my cousin Danielle, who I had not seen in about 2 years. Then there was a basketball game and some gambling at the casino (and ran into Emmanuel’s women’s basketball coach while I was there), weekends and various in New Hampshire (and Salem and Boston) with Martin, a TOTALLY kick ass concert in Hartford (soo many great bands, and yes, Goo Goo Dolls and Johnny Rzeznik are my new obsession), had to start "fake numbering" some guys at bars around town, learned that some guys from h.s. now think I'm a hottie, and I've even been able to take advantage of some various volunteer opportunities, and met a lot of great new people who are just filled with a lot of great energy, so its fun just being around them. Professionally, I've started on a book proposal that I hope to have finished by next month so I can start shopping it around publishers, and I've also taken on some freelance work for a couple magazines and even a card company, and have stuff up already on some websites. Amusingly enough they are most interested in my relationship stories, so I guess that means that any advice I give in that area now has actual professional value. Just call me the “cleaned up Carrie Bradshaw”—no cigarettes, expensive shoe fetishes, or Mr. Big, just a good grip on love, life, and reality, and the talent to put it down on paper. Don’t worry, I’m not writing about any of my friends’ stories…yet ;)

The freelance thing is soooo fun with the new love of my life--"Ducky" my super sexy new MacBook. OH, it gives such good lap! I am a total Mac snob now too, PCs seriously bother me. Like seriously. Its not even funny. I love this thing so much for all the features and efficiency, plus the free stuff I got with it (hello iPod and friends) and its kind of fun being part of this kind of "exclusive group"--I get such a kick out of seeing celebs using Macs on tv or in movies, and I TOTALLY get those "I'm a Mac, I'm a PC" commercials.

Most interestingly, over the summer, I also was treated to lunch by two of my old high school teachers, Mr. Neilander and Mrs. Hall. Besides the obvious treat of being taken to lunch, I very much enjoyed learning the more “grown-up” sides of my former teachers, including things that have happened in past years at the end of the year party the teachers have every year (who drinks what, who dances where, and even who has hit on who!), and the fact that Mrs. Hall at one time had her bartender's license! Imagine sidling up to the bar and little Debbie Reynolds/ Mrs. Hall leans over and says, “What do you want, beautiful?” This tidbit was revealed to me after I impressed both of them with my request for a Dirty Girl Scout when Mr. Neilander ordered me a drink (which is like the first thing he wanted to get me when he came in by himself at first). Mrs. Hall likes Manhattans, straight up, with dirty rocks on the side, while NeiGuy prefers Absoluts with Cranberry. We discussed a great many things, not the least of which was gossip about former fellow classmates. I was quite surprised at the amount of information our former teachers hear about us sometimes—in some cases they know things about us that we don't even know, as in the instance of what people—friends and even family—say about things that we do while we are hundreds of miles away at school. And even further, to think that I could hear this information from, of all places, my former high school teachers! I can only imagine the countless other ways things can get discussed and passed around. Oh, and by the way, apparently it does absolutely no good to tell someone “Oh, please don't tell anyone else.” If you're not willing to listen to what other people have to say, then you can expect, nary GUARANTEE that you will be talked about, A LOT. Wallingford gets shit around man.

It was also very amusing to discuss my senior week and commencement with them, as well as some of the other things that had happened to me in Boston this past year, such as my internship at the magazine. I showed them pictures from the ball after Mrs. Hall asked me if I was still seeing “that nice boy.” Mr. Neilander grabbed the picture of Martin and I and proceeded to study it very carefully. Asking:
“And who is this in the picture with you?”
“My boyfriend.”
“What's his name?”
“Martin what?”
“He's a very good-looking young man.”
“I think so.”
“And how long have you been dating?”
“Over two years now.”
(to Mrs. Hall) “She never tells me anything.”

Mrs. Hall then laughed and said “Oh she didn't tell you about him?” Well he's very nice and respectful and her parents love him and he's going to school and working up in New Hampshire.”
“And he's trilingual!” I chirped.
Mr. Neilander asked in what languages and I told him—he seemed oddly amused to be hearing about all this. They asked other things like what school he's going to and how often I see him, and I told them not often while I am in CT, but its ok because we've dealt with it before and I don't do the girly thing and freak out if I don't get to talk to him every single day of my life. Our relationship is much more mature than that, and we both are respectful and supportive of the fact that we both have other important things to work on as well. They both laughed at my “girly” remark—it is the way of high-schoolers (those they must deal with as a consequence of their careers) as well as people who have high-school type relationships where people let emotions and hormones and the like get the best of their judgment and priorities in life. I couldn't help but laugh myself at NeiGuy's earlier comment—it is official, I have yet to show Martin's picture to anyone and not have them comment on his good looks— both genders, gay and straight, all the way from high school teachers, to college professors, as well as friends and family.

So now that for the most part, I am all caught up and “updated” and all that, I’ve decided that I am going to take an indefinite “break” from LJ, which means I won’t be updating, nor reading anyone else’s posts for quite some time. It seems that this comes at an appropriate time as I have been meaning to post this for awhile and then after having a rather rough couple of weeks thanks to health issues with some dear loved ones, I was very hurt this evening for no other reason than someone on LJ decided to be rather immature and say some unkind things. I have been practicing as best as I can to have good karma and do my very best to put out good energy to the world, be they friend or stranger, because I believe, in the end, what you give out is what you get back. I think this is a good lesson for all of us. In regards to disregarding LJ, part of this decision is unintentional, as it is it took me months in order to find the time to post about the end of senior year. The other part that is intentionally deciding to take this leave of absence has come to this conclusion for a number of reasons. For one, with all the important things going on in my life right now and with bigger and better to come, its best to keep distractions to a minimum. I feel that if I am going to sit at the computer and write, I should be working on something productive, such as my freelance projects, which will be unendingly more productive. There are other reasons as well, for example it has always bothered me the way some people use LJ as a place to complain for the most part, and because of my uncertainty as to whether these people are crying out for attention or simply venting, I hesitate to comment and often get seen as insensitive. Besides that, I still have trouble listening to friends who do nothing but share the gripes with the friends they choose not to share anything else with. Friends share both the ups and downs, and if you can’t be bothered to share anything other than negativity with me, then I don’t need that type of destructive energy in my life. Add to that the people who name names constantly telling secrets and gossip about other people, or writing posts that exclude one or two people at a time because you are talking about them—I have not now nor have I ever made a practice of advertising other people’s gossip on here, and I for the most part, have used LJ for positivity or reflection, because I would rather not immortalize the other crap. I just do not feel that my time is best served sitting around and immortalizing unkind words about people, and I have never felt that way. As long as I am being honest, let me also say that there was a period I went through where I made a point of leaving comments in other people’s LJ’s if not to express outright positivity, then at the very least to let them know that I cared because sometimes its just nice to get a little something back when you give so much. That period ended very shortly after I found that no one else could reciprocate this for me. Whether this was because everyone was too busy to comment, or perhaps even read my posts, or that they simply could not find it within themselves to be positive, I am not sure. I would become disheartened at how no one would even seem to care what I wrote, if they even read it at all, which seemed evident. I learned the easiest way not to be hurt by this is to not really care about LJ at all. Friends don’t keep in touch via internet journals, if they care enough they will actually make the effort in other ways. Even if they don’t, because there are times when life does not afford us this luxury, if they are truly good friends, it won’t matter, when they meet again it will be as if they spent no time apart at all. I know that those are the type of friends I have.

Because of all these reasons, as I said before, I will not be posting nor reading anyone else’s posts for quite some time. I started a monetized blog a few months ago and have had some limited successes early on, so in addition to my freelance pursuits, online time will be much better suited to such productivity, rather than distraction.

I wish you all, from the very bottom of my heart, regardless of what energy you have been sending out into the universe, the very best of health and happiness in the new year. Stay safe and grow in love. Practice good karma, and we'll all benefit. Its just not worth it to be anything less when you think about it.

To conclude, I want to also let my dear friends know that there is about to be a very big change in my personal life. When it happens, I will let you know—or else I’m SURE you’ll hear about it from someone else.
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