Getting to know...

CHRISTINE FANTONE aka FANTONE!!!
Vitals: Met our sophomore year at UCI during PCN Choir practice (Yes, the PCN that lasted FOREVER but we had fun singing right?). We were both in the alto section = 6 years and counting
Role in My Life: My Partner in Life’s Cesspool of Bitterness = Fantone and I can talk for hours an hours about everything (and everyone) we want but don’t have. We’re the literal equivalent to misery loving company. But at the end of every one of our conversations, we can’t help laughing at ourselves. Suddenly we don’t feel so bitter anymore.
Good Times: When we had our 11-day east coast excursion back in December 2000, 6 of us took a train to Penn Station in New York City from DC. Fantone would be meeting us there after having taken a train from Buffalo, NY. The 6 of us got there at about 12:30 or 1 in the afternoon. We dropped off our stuff at the hostel then headed back to the train station to meet Fantone. We spoke with her aunt and uncle in Buffalo and they said that she had taken a different train because the station was snowed in for a while. So Cile, Ate Tin, Leia, Andrew, Ryan and I scoured Penn Station for the next 3-4 hours. We didn’t know what city or station she would be coming from, when she was scheduled to arrive, which platform she would be exiting from and to top it all off, Ryan’s cell phone battery (our ONLY cell phone during the trip) was dying so we couldn’t make any more calls to her aunt and uncle. We literally stationed ourselves at every platform exit, stairway, etc. If you’ve never been to New York City, they’re not big on benches or seats there so we sat on the floor by this newsstand like bums. Eventually she got there and the look on her face was of pure relief.
In her own words: “Peace, Love and Tony Lucca.”