So I found out some time ago about a guy I went to H.S. with back in Buras, LA. who was charged with the rape and murder of two girls. One of the girls was the younger sister of one of our classmates. Back in 2005 he raped and murdered another girl from Bayou La Batcherie, AL. her body was thrown in the Pearl River. The guy I went to school with was Eric Buras.
Let me say, Eric was NOT the type of person you would ever have thought would do something like this. Eric wasn't a stellar student by any stretch of the imagination. He smoked pot - actually he was the first guy who got me high! He was always cracking jokes, he was the class clown, always in the principal's office for disturbing the class, etc. He would get into fights, but not the type of violence he is now serving a life sentence for.
Our Senior Trip was a cruise to Grand Cayman and Cozumel. I was a tom-boy, I was always one of the guys. Seriously, like a week before graduation one of my friends turned to me in English class, and said "You know I never thought of you as a girl, you were just one of the guys, till you and Dennis hooked up!" Grrrr.... My brilliant plan back-fired, you know, show the guys you're cool, can do the same crazy stuff as them, hang with the drinking, without getting plastered beyond recognition, etc. , yep that was me little ole 5'4" 120 lb. me drinking 6'5" tall 250+ pounds guys under a table. Anyway so on the cruise there I am with all the guys drinking beer, cracking jokes, smoking pot, basically being a stupid teen-ager! One of the guys is getting a head ache, so me and him head back to my cabin where I have some asprin, I open the door, and it's a HUGE all girl drama fest. One friend was busted with the boyfriend of another friend. I quickly grab the asprin, close the door, and high tail it back to the guys room. I tell them what is going on, and ask if I can crash with them, cause I just can't deal with the drama - NOT my thing! Sure no problem. So I wind up bunking with Eric. No, no funny business, he was the perfect gentleman, didn't even attempt to 'spoon'!
Eric was always very cool, down to earth and nice around me, so when I found out about the hideous things he has done it completely floored me. My heart goes out to his mom, who was THE SWEETEST woman you have ever met! I just don't understand it!
I guess it just goes to show you never really know someone like you think you do. People will always surprise you, however this is one surprise I would rather not have had!
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26.5.10
Sawyer
Love me some Sawyer. What's not to love?? I mean seriously, the guy is a man's man, ya know. That and it doesn't hurt that he's good looking to boot. He this grizzly bear with a fuzzy underbelly that very few ever get to see. Probably the only two that have seen that soft side have been Kate & Juliet. I never liked Juliet, but it threw me for a loop when she and Sawyer hooked up last season.
So I'm in the last 8 episodes of LOST over here in Romania, on this side flash or whatever it is, Sawyer is a cop who's chasing down the real Sawyer, and whaddya know, he just ran into "running from the law Kate", again! I've read a few spoilers which leads me to believe she's gonna stomp his heart out at the end of it all.
But back to Sawyer. I love the complexity of his character, the back and forth, the robbing Peter to pay Paul mentality. Even though he does some low down despicable things you still love him, because the reason he does it makes sense, there's a noble motive behind it all.
Can't wait to see how this series finally ends, then of course I want the complete series on DVD so I can watch it all over again from start to finish!
So I'm in the last 8 episodes of LOST over here in Romania, on this side flash or whatever it is, Sawyer is a cop who's chasing down the real Sawyer, and whaddya know, he just ran into "running from the law Kate", again! I've read a few spoilers which leads me to believe she's gonna stomp his heart out at the end of it all.
But back to Sawyer. I love the complexity of his character, the back and forth, the robbing Peter to pay Paul mentality. Even though he does some low down despicable things you still love him, because the reason he does it makes sense, there's a noble motive behind it all.
Can't wait to see how this series finally ends, then of course I want the complete series on DVD so I can watch it all over again from start to finish!
20.5.10
Not in Kansas anymore Toto…
So last night I had this very strange dream, I kept buy tons of shoes, most of them red. It was strange, because I was in my 20’s in my dream, working in some store, and my trailer park looking mom (not my real mom in the dream, not sure who she was) comes in with “my little brother” , who is some fat nerd boy who looks like he’s 10, but is going off to college, so trailer trash lady is buying him like a Touch Pad, etc. I tell “mom” if you buy that Jason’s gonna die. Jason was my boss – dressed like Larry the Cable guy, but much cuter. She asked why he would die, and I said because if sells you that, I'll kill him, because my brother is a pushover, some jerk is going to either beat the crap out of him and take it, or trick him into giving it to him.
Anyway in my dream my hair is long, and sorta blond, I’m pretty solid. In reality I’m NOT a fat person, I’ve popped out 3 kids, and can still wear size 2 pants! In the dream I’m wearing Daisy Dukes. I DO NOT like showing my body, especially my pasty white legs. So anyway, my friend (who is face & nameless; I have no friends here) comes in with all these bags of shoes that I had bought and left with her. I become overjoyed suddenly, where I as before I was lethargic, and depressed. The thing is though there were like 10 pair of shoes, mainly heels, and probably 7 pair of them were red!!!
I like the color red, but I don’t normally wear it because I’m fair skinned with freckles, auburn hair (that is rapidly turning gray) and blue eyes.
When I woke up, and sat down to drink my coffee, I started thinking about the dream. I was so depressed to the point of tears in the dream, till I had all these red shoes. There was one pair that was my favorite, not to flashy, more like a ballet slipper in patent red leather. No bling or anything, but I LOVED them.
So I thought about what it could mean and I immediately thought about “The Wizard of Oz”, and Dorothy’s red slippers that when she clicked the heels together she was instantly transported home. So I’m wondering if subconsciously I’m wanting to go home. I think so, I mean I’m in a foreign country where nothing makes sense to me. My husband had to go work in Italy, cause there’s no work here in Romania, I have no friends, can’t talk to anyone, and my oldest had an appendicitis scare the other day, where “Dr. Armenia” threw me for a loop. You can read about that episode by going to post entitles “Hospital Politics”, it’s much funnier than this one.
So I guess that’s what the Red Shoes symbolized, my wanting to be Dorothy, and magically transport to back to my ‘Kansas’! Of course the red shoes could symbolize how much I miss my husband! ;p
Anyway in my dream my hair is long, and sorta blond, I’m pretty solid. In reality I’m NOT a fat person, I’ve popped out 3 kids, and can still wear size 2 pants! In the dream I’m wearing Daisy Dukes. I DO NOT like showing my body, especially my pasty white legs. So anyway, my friend (who is face & nameless; I have no friends here) comes in with all these bags of shoes that I had bought and left with her. I become overjoyed suddenly, where I as before I was lethargic, and depressed. The thing is though there were like 10 pair of shoes, mainly heels, and probably 7 pair of them were red!!!
I like the color red, but I don’t normally wear it because I’m fair skinned with freckles, auburn hair (that is rapidly turning gray) and blue eyes.
When I woke up, and sat down to drink my coffee, I started thinking about the dream. I was so depressed to the point of tears in the dream, till I had all these red shoes. There was one pair that was my favorite, not to flashy, more like a ballet slipper in patent red leather. No bling or anything, but I LOVED them.
So I thought about what it could mean and I immediately thought about “The Wizard of Oz”, and Dorothy’s red slippers that when she clicked the heels together she was instantly transported home. So I’m wondering if subconsciously I’m wanting to go home. I think so, I mean I’m in a foreign country where nothing makes sense to me. My husband had to go work in Italy, cause there’s no work here in Romania, I have no friends, can’t talk to anyone, and my oldest had an appendicitis scare the other day, where “Dr. Armenia” threw me for a loop. You can read about that episode by going to post entitles “Hospital Politics”, it’s much funnier than this one.
So I guess that’s what the Red Shoes symbolized, my wanting to be Dorothy, and magically transport to back to my ‘Kansas’! Of course the red shoes could symbolize how much I miss my husband! ;p
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