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September 24th, 2005
11:11 pm - FRIGID!
It is so cold in our apartment right now and my roomate and i cant figure out why. I have on a scarf, lined hoodie, and warm fuzzy socks, and I cant get warm. I love fall in nyc, and I love having to bundle up, but i wish it didnt have to be in my home. In other weird news, some guy took a picture of my nasty, work-clad self on the subway and when i looked at him questioningly in order to figure out some reason for the picture, he just smiled at me like a psycho and looked at me like a piece of meat. WHAT?! every girl i know is assaulted daily here by male crazies, and its weird to think of this as a way of life. work at starbucks SUCKED because due to the fact that it is cold again, everyone needs their hot lattes. im over it. last night was so bad at work because my friends at work got dumped by her boyfriend over the phone in the middle of her shift, and the one of the other guys working with me wouldnt even talk to anyone. no wonder im so down lately. but i feel good right now- the thought of quitting starbucks immediately is comforting. up up and away!
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September 16th, 2005
12:07 am - take me higher
So I just sat with my best friend for about half an hour, looking up at the place we live, with its 30 stories, and realized that I never look up at buildings anymore. There were raindrops falling on my body every few seconds, and I thought about so many things as I looked at our brick building: London, edan, Kristen and how she gets it, ron, malorie, max, evan, many people. I wondered how many people would understand me when I said something ambiguous, like I unintentionally do, what marriage means to me as a girl who knows how it doesnt work first hand, how marriage is different from other people's experience, especially Kristen's. I looked at the stars, I looked at the people not noticing us laying on the cement circular thing in front of our building, how they probably wouldnt understand me; not that I am hard to understand, but I dont like it when people dont try. I can hear Kristen brushing her teeth right now and I realize how much I love her and everything she has opened my eyes to. I hate good boys who date stupid girls and I just kept thinking: who, that I now know, will know me in 10 years. Who will I not have a stupid confrontation with, who will stick by me, who will I be as I approach thirty, as I now approach twenty. Maybe these are stupid things to think about, but people are so important to me and Im tired of changing friends, changing acquaintances, ignoring people. I know there are so many more people I'm going to meet, some will stay and some will leave, but who really wants to leave? Maybe this is why Im a social science major, but how many people am I going to meet that I want in my life permanently? I like unanswerable questions and I like being young. The Cardigan's song "higher" reverberated in my head, and I cant get it out. I dont think i want to.
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September 12th, 2005
05:34 pm - Saturday night
So Kristen, Veronica, Jen, Gi-Lee, and I all met at my Starbucks, ate in Little Italy, met up with our pal Brian, and then went clubbing on 27th and 10th. Here are the pre-club pixs:
Not going to lie, Bri and I drank from his water bottled filled with vodka and chased it with some Pepsi. Can u say smells like teen spirit? Thanks buddaaaaay!
After a few hours of dirty men rubbing up against us, including a tall, semi-gay dude (seriously, he was in all white, including his pointed white boots for christ sake!) rubbing up on me, ciga rette breaks (yes, V, i think ur gay-dar is accurate), and some truly digusting dance moves made possible by old farts (experienced by all the hot ladies we went out with, because, well, we're all fucking hott). But the true star of the night I think was Sasha....she is one sexy dancer..... Jen Pham also knew the words to every song in the club; can we say STAR?
We finally decided it was time to leave, take off our sexy stilettos, put on some flip flops, and head for the ACE trains and get our tired asses home.
I hate dirty men in clubs, as does Jen Pham:
Kristen, Jen, Gi, Sasha, and Veronica. I love how K looks about 12 here:
V looking steamy waiting for the subway:
Didnt fall asleep until 5am, but it was to say the least, a very NYC kinda night.
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September 10th, 2005
11:32 pm - Friday night- if anyone cares
Well, the night started pretty crappy because I thought I would just be working at Starbucks and then go home to a lonely apartment. But of course my cool roomate pulled through and invited me to her boss's friend's surprise party at the Flatiron Lounge on 19th and 5th Ave. Our best guy friend Brian came to the bar as well, and no one gave a shit that we all looked 19.
Then, after a few drinks, we decided to have our very cool friends
Jen
and V
to our apartment on Cliff Street. But of course, we had some fun on the way at the subway.... and tried to figure out which train to take home. Signs about trains make no fucking sense, p.s.
Once we got home, after 30 minutes in the 24 hour McDonalds right down the street, it was smooth sailing. Or drunken saling, I should say.
And then, it was on to the bathroom "to feed the fish" with some marijuana
Taking communion
I see dead people when I'm high
I want to go to bed!
End of friday.
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September 6th, 2005
07:50 pm - school sucks
I only had one class, today, which actually sounds like it could be a good one (Expressive Cultures: Sound), but having class still sucks.....
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