Ain't Nothin New Now Now

Carrie is sitting in a class. One of her more favorite classes this quarter. It is a class that not only has a great teacher but Miranda and Samantha are in it as well. That's 4 guaranteed hours of seeing them each week, if not for this class, it would not happen. 

Carrie does miss seeing Miranda, though. As her soul has been devoured by second stage, there is no free time in the week, except for weekends. There are but two weeks until tech, which is frightening but exciting in its own right. 

A  horrible nightmare entered Carrie's dreams last night and she is quite disturbed . . .and hungry ,  right now. 

Rehearsal again tonight 6:30-10:30, etc. etc.

childhood dreams

Miranda fulfilled her childhood dream of making out w/ a stranger at the Renaissance Faire, with a young man in garb. Nothing like two young adults in 16th century clothing sucking face in public...

Right after the Faire, which included much cat calls, Miranda met a boy on the bus who then asked for her number. Um, what?

Miranda also spent time with two straight men recently at Rocky Horror. Straight men do not exist in her life, but these two apparently did. One is just a friend she enjoys spending time w/, once she stopped being awkward around him. The other is from LA Jew world, meaning they have many many mutual friends and he seems to know every Jew she has dated or hooked up with, not to mention having dated her best friend's sister. She is slightly interested, because he is there, but she really needs more of an excuse to even think about creating drama for herself. He is very nice, but doubtfully interested in her.

On the other hand, she discovered that the positive outcome of being rejected from 12 tribes means she can date the men who live there.... she hopes.

Happy Hump Day

Carrie hopes everyone's hump day was better than hers. . . She overslept and was 2 minutes late to a class she had to leave after half an hour ( at 8:30 AM) to go to a meeting at 9am. So she snuck out of the class, looking like the class jerk because she left in the middle of the teacher's lecture. . .then she decided to stop by the Owl's Nest to get some caffiene in her system because, as we all know, Carrie doesn't have blood, she has red food dye and liquid caffeine running through her veins. She makes herself coffee, realizes she is running late and jumps in her car. Carrie then, in true Carrie fashion, spills some of her beverage in Chester, says "fuck it" and drives to theater arts. She parks and a meter and puts in as many coins as she has. . .hell, even her friend put in a coin or 2 for her. She had 44 minutes on the meter, obviously, she thought, this wasn't going to take long, especially since she had a class at 10am.  So this meeting takes a while, it ends at 10:10, and Carrie couldn't leave early of course because she is the stage manager. 

At 10:10, she finally leaves mainstage and goes to Chester, praying on the way there that she didn't get a ticket. What do you think happened? Carrie finds Chester with a parking ticket under his windshield wiper. Hooray, another $25 to taps. 

Carrie is late to class, has a parking ticket and is slightly cranky. Class went well for her, her scene was enjoyed by all, and she enjoyed the appreciative laughter and the amusement of seeing somebody play her onstage. 

After class, Carrie helped a lovely young lady with the evil copier in steno pool, it was a feat of wonder. . . she made her own copies, and proceeded with the day.  

Sadly, Carrie is now tired and must sleep as she has work tomorrow. 

Miranda realized she forgot how to talk to straight men, when once again, she attempted to ask someone out, and was once again rejected. Thus, she decides she is simply awkward, and will have to settle for dates with her gay boyfriend, and hot nights with Sir Robert Dudley.

I Can Make You Popular

Picture this: Carrie sits in her room, her old room, not her new room and ponders. She has Wicked and Avenue Q intermittently playing in her head, perhaps a dash of Janet Jackson and Katy Perry. She looks at the spots on the walls where the wall has darkened around the pictures. This has been her home since April of 2002. What's happened since, what will happened, who she's met, who she's remembered, who she's forgotten.

Carrie is Happy. Pepe Le Pew stares at her next to the 3-D cardboard glasses and she smiles. She found an old journal today and can barely remember the girl who wrote those things. She's changed for the better.

Carrie has learned many things over the years: her gut is usually right when it comes to people (except in certain cases). Without everything that happened, she wouldn't be the fabulous person she is today.

Carrie wants to thank everyone, including the assholes and the bitches ( not the good kind of bitches) without you, she wouldn't be who she is.

We are molded by our surroundings, and partly genetics. We don't know exactly what makes us who we are but we know environment plays a significant role. We react to what we see, we imitate, we ignore, we swear to ourselves we won't "do this or that." We love, we loathe, we hurt, we laugh. Without one, we can't know the other. Happiness is made happier when you have depression to compare it to.

Carrie found other old things in her room. She can't believe they've lasted this long. Even more, she can't believe she remembers who and what they were about. She doesn't miss the past but she recognizes its significance. She tries to experience the present and think about the future.

The past is for drunk nights when there are no hot single straight men around. The past is the past for a reason. As corny as it sounds, there's a reason the people from your past that aren't around anymore didn't make it to your future.

Carrie loves and loathes, is loved and loathed, and most importantly she recognizes the importance of both.

Love,
Carrie

My God's Dick is Bigger than Your God's Dick

As Carrie sits in her living room for the last time for the month, she gets Miranda, Samantha and Maria Diega Reyes SHMAMMERRREEDD. They are having fun and have decided that they are going to hell in the designer handbaskets of Luis Vuitton, Christian Dior, Burberry, and Michael Kors so that they can switch and each try out each handbasket. Apparently Samantha is as white as chalk. . . .

Spring Quarter and Beyond.........

For Spring 08 classes, Miranda dropped the internship she signed up for, as well as failed precalc. This leaves Hebrew, which Miranda has been slacking in as well. However, she is prepared to accept the consequences, writing this off as the "screw up quarter" and is more than prepared to take precalc and statistics ALL FUCKING SUMMER.
When she's not torturing herself with math, she anticipates spending her free hours in Joyce's office working on Sustainability Council, and dreaming of that hot guy from work........

Are our Friends our True Soulmates?

Well, As Carrie sits in Russian class, and ponders this question. She comes to the conclusion: men come and go, and some friends may do the same but with real friends, you form unbreakable bonds. These are the people you go to when everything else is going wrong. These are the people who know exactly how much "nothing" to give you when you're down. The people who see a sad look in your eyes and say "are we subjecting them to the 'vagina dentada' or simply sticking them in Bertha's backseat?" These are the people you can check out hot guys with without the fear or being judged, the people you can be politically incorrect with when describing things, seeing a guy and debating whether or not he's worth the rape charge.

Carrie saw the movie with Miranda, Samantha and Simon last night at twelve o' one. She walked away with tears in her eyes (and down her shirt). Sadly, lovely Charlotte was writing an important essay. Carrie loves her ladies, all of them. Samantha and Miranda will rule the world. And when we're all in hell (where we arrived by way of a Louis Vuitton Handbasket) in a hundred years, Bertha will come to get us out but will end up joining our party. WE will rule the world. There are things that break us, but our friends fix us.

Haute Couture, Designer Handbags and Gorgeous Shoes.

On another note, Carrie has decided to give up on mr. weekday. He's not worth it. The drought, she's decided, doesn't really matter, its only been 3 months and really, its not a big deal. She'll bounce back once she finds somebody who's worth it.

Love,
Carrie

Anticipation . . . .

Carrie's issue of the week: mr.weekday is difficult. He now knows someone likes him. He was told a name however, the name was incorrect. He is still trying to figure out who likes him. Carrie is hopeful he doesn't find out, unless of course, he likes her back. This is unlikely, though.

Carrie did have a wonderfully eventful weekend. In fact, she partied like it was 1899, 1999, and 2099 consecutively. Friday was an adventure, Saturday was quite a party, Sunday(seeing as Monday was a day off) was an exciting adventure complete with a keg, Jello Shots, Grey Goose, Captain Morgan, and Jager that ended with a spectacular slumber party. Friday night was the stuff Greek Myths are made of: Persephone, Athena, Dionysus and Aphrodite all made beautiful appearances. Saturday night, beer pong and observing random people making out with each other, body shots and who knows what else . . . Sunday night, Jack-in-the-Box, Drinking, American Pie 1 and 2.

What fun.

Then the week started. Oh work, work, work . Oh Class, Class, Class.

Carrie can't wait until tomorrow.It's close. ANTICIPATION. The Sex and the City Movie comes out at midnight. Exciting, eh?

We'll see, eh?

Life Sucks

Miranda was not accepted to live at the Jewish Co-op. She is upset because she expected to live there, and thinks they're making a mistake, but will get over it.
Additionally, she fell off her bike on Sunday and has a concussion and headaches, making it more difficult to focus on the Precalc that she is failing.

On the bright side, Miranda is tired of being depressed about things, and won't let these minor details stop her from saving the world.

Miranda also needs to stop having crushes on straight girls with boyfriends, and find a nice bisexual person to settle down with.

The entertainment value of Newspapers and Carrie's Life

To Whom it May Concern:

When Carrie was at work, she noticed that there was a new episode of Fish Rap Live. What was even better about this issue, though was that the theme was "Sex and the City." Why, according to the letter from the editor there is a mention of sex on EVERY page. This made Carrie very happy, because even though she broke her July through March drought, she began a new drought, the beginning of March through the Present drought. There was a very interesting article that Carrie enjoyed quite a bit, "Santa Cruz Boys Don't Put Out." Carrie would like to assure the reader that from her experience, it is QUITE TRUE. Mr. July was from Davis and Mr. March was from Marin. And those are just the latest gentlemen!

Carrie is also having trouble paying attention in class, a few factors are contributing to this: fantasizing about Weekday, thinking about that hot TA, trying to figure out how to efficiently and quickly sell her car, and ultimately a severe lack of caffeine.

She is looking forward to her Seder dinner with Miranda tonight. Sadly, Samantha will not be joining them until later in the night. Since Carrie has rehearsal from 7 to 10 tonight, the original idea of having the dinner with Samantha and Carrie at 7 would not be plausible.

Carrie is having quite a bit of fun with Cirque Du Chautauqua. It is absolutely fabulous. Carrie had an especially fun time this past weekend, she enjoyed being the designated driver for fabulous people and was intrigued by how intensely competitive the game of "beer pong" gets.

CARRIE JUST HAD DEJA VU!!!! "people are worried about salmon infested strawberries!"

Just so that you wonderful readers know how busy Carrie is this quarter: she is working 15 hours a week, and taking 20 units (5 of which are Stage Managing for one of the wonderful shows of Cirque Du Chautauqua).

Love,
Carrie

fuckwits

Miranda decided C doesn't call her because of third party influence, namely, his friends whom she doesn't like and who don't like her. She knew this would be a problem, but he earns official title of Fuckwit.
Meanwhile, E keeps calling her, but she is no longer interested.

Spring Break '08

So over spring break '08, Carrie worked a shitload and made some money so she can pay off her credit card and buy new shoes.
Samantha went to as many malls in WeHo as she has sexual partners and enjoyed the debut of tiger heat at Avalon and found her calling in life: ribbon climbing . . . . . Charlotte got more sex than Samantha, Miranda, and Carrie combined within the past half year.

Miranda, the darling went to CHICAGOOOOO and was missed by all .. . .

Vagina was yelled many times but penis not as much because Carrie works in an office at times.

Carrie ended her 7 month drought, much to the relief of everyone around her so her complaining would end.

Samantha's oath of celibacy still continues well, though she is getting impatient.

Immediately after ending things with E, a boy Miranda had a crush on asked her out. When will this insanity end?

After the third date, Miranda decided that E wasn't the one for her, and he seems to agree. This mutual rejection is a disappointment, and once again made her pissed off at N, who if he only knew what he wanted, would realize that she was perfect for him. Fortunately for everyone's sanity, Ashmob will not let her think about men for the rest of the quarter.

And he looks like Colin Firth......

Miranda went on a date with yet another guy. Considering he enjoys discussing religion, she suspects this one will finally work out.

The new Boys In The City

Safe to say that when Stanford decided to join the brotherhood of the fairies he wasn't exactly looking to hook up with one of them. Let's face it, Stanford has more glitter than all the other fairies combined, but that didn't stop him from becoming infatuated with one brother or another from the frat. He finally decided to stop looking at the brothers for possible relationships because his standards are still to high for most of the members.

Then the next rush period began and hence the title the new boys in the city. Once again Stanford found his heart being tugged at but the sexy DL, but it turns out DL was looking at one of the other frat brothers (at least that is how the rumor goes.) Stanford alone again is definitely going to stop looking at these new boys before his hands get him in trouble. Being the fat kid in the candy store is someone Stanford no longer enjoys being.

A six Pack

Samantah decided it would be fun, to enlighten a friend, whom we'll call C, on the ways of the GAY. So he brough him a long to a Mixer of Sorts. Things went well, overall. old Friendships were rekindled and new friendships made. In addition Samantha learned what it felt like to have numbers: 1,2,13,16,23 and 29 all in the same room at once.

Not something Samantha was particularly bothered by, but not exactly something that needs to be repeated. More importantly Samantha had a very interesting conversation with C, that has resulted in Samantha starting a new Exercise regime. Lets see how it goes.

So far, Samantha has done some heavy lifting today, as well as eaten a salad... a very green salad...

Aftermath

Sometimes Miranda looks at her Hebrew teacher and contemplates, She has no idea that her slowest student deflowered her smartest student.

Sitting in his living room, Miranda finds it near impossible to study a dense article on benefit-cost analysis in the very room the deed was done.

What a fucked up way to deal with rejection.

Another Mistake

Miranda hooked up with K Wed night. Two nights later, he said it was a mistake, but he still wanted to be friends. Miranda was just fine with that. She wasn't that interested in him anyway.

The City

Last June, Stamford decided to try his hand at love by leaving the forest and heading to the city. It is now January and Stanford is still alone with only his right hand to console him. Stanford has found that even outside of the lovely forest he has no luck at finding a man for himself. Often he regrets leaving for the city but he continues to look forward hoping that his time spent in school will help him cross paths with mister right or at the very least Mr. Right Now!
-Stanford

Faceplants and Fish

At a recent exercise excursion of Samantha and Miranda, in which gay boy-friend Micheal accompanied. Samantha learned that Miranda does not know the difference between a moving, and none moving treadmill. At least it makes for a good story eh?

In other news, Samantha and Charlotte are on a mission to enjoy every Sushi place Santa Cruz has to offer. In addition we are happy to Announce that Masako is not only delicious, but has Hot waiters!

What more can a girl ask for?

A Mistake

Miranda and Samantha in cowell dining hall, Miranda griping over N. N walks by at prime opportunity, causing much embarrassment. Miranda runs after him to ask what the hell is going on. Kissing you was a mistake, N says. He is sorry. He has no experience in relationships. Well, N, here's rule # 1: Don't kiss a girl who likes you but whom you don't like back.

Crashing

Miranda is currently depressed because she made the jump of revealing her feelings to a friend she likes very much, thought it had gone well, then realized it isn't what she thought. She is crashing quickly, and would appreciate it if her friends help her while she falls.

Sex and the Forest Part 1- Introduction

This blog will be used to record the actions and events of the Sex and the Forest gang; loosely based on Sex and the City, we are 4 individuals who share certain characteristics with the 4 main characters of Sex and the City. We are known as Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte, at least in this blog and when we have our casual "Sex and the Forest" get-togethers. This blog is about true things that have happened, are happening, and eventually will happen in our 4 lives.

The 4 of us are all college students, in our second year of college at the University of California, Santa Cruz. Hence the name, Sex and the Forest. We are very different but we are all united.

About Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Charlotte:
Carrie is the youngest of the 4, an economics major, and a theatre minor, and may well be the craziest of the 4. She wants men and shoes with equal passion.

Samantha is an amazing and eccentric seamstress. She is an electrical engineering major and a connoisseur of fine...equipment. She drives Bertha, the angriest, grumpiest, oldest Mercedes you will ever set eyes on (until her backseat eats you).

Charlotte is an wonderful writer, interested in the fine arts. She is a creative writing major who likes to write about library cats and tiramisu. She loves rice of all colors, from white to brown (if you get my drift,) and often seems rather innocent. "Seems" is the operative word here.

Miranda is very green. She is also VERY Jewish. An environmentalist studies major, she thought she was bisexual and tried to get into women, but Carrie turned out to be more of a lesbian than she could ever be...