mirrorball

read them and weep, muthafuckas:
intro to psych: a-
fys travel fictions: a-
ws the artist in context: a
cities in global context: a
final gpa for my first semester at nyu: 3.85

sha-BAM!


i think i have the right to give myself a metaphorical pat on the back in this situation. so, :pats self on back:.

i am so ineffectual it's slightly ridiculous.

i'm making this friends-only. i'd rather know who's reading about my life then keeping it open to the whole world. not like i post anything life-altering anyway, but still. so, if you want to be able to read about my oh-so interesting life, leave a comment, and i'll add you. otherwise, peace out, suckas!

i finally got my ipod/itunes to work! yessssssssssssssssss.

i got a care package today from home. it had 2 boxes of cereal, fig newtons & creme savers in it. i'm excited. now i have five boxes of cereal in my possession, and that means i won't have to shell out $5 every time i run low. how pumped am i?

today was insanely busy, and i'm not sure why. i had class from 11-1215, then i got lunch & picniced with brian, nina & emily 2 in the park, then i had two back-to-back classes until 445. i got home at five, and have been lazing around ever since. i've decided that i'm not going to do any work tonight & basically just be a huge bum. i think i might just make soup & watch a movie. i don't even feel like going downstairs to get food, that's how lazy i am right now. i love it, haha. and shirley went out w. some friends from high school, so i have the room to myself until she gets back later tonight. sweeeet. i think her ex-boyfriend is coming to visit this weekend; it should definitely be interesting to see how that plays out.

a day off isn't really a day off when your to-do list is longer than war and peace and you've been doing work for 5 hours straight.

other than that, a good day. :[

ry's coming to visit this weekend.

i don't think it's necessary to say how excited i am. let's just put it this way: sodfkjos;i0w49504295irpowsfkjsoir40850495-93240-04239wojfsldfjsljfslbndmbndc!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yeah, that's basically it. :]

i can't wait to show him around. i think all the uneasiness that he's been feeling (or not feeling) will dissipate when he sees/experiences the city from my perspective.

bah!

i'm not sure i like having the whole afternoon to myself on mondays (recitation until 10:20, then nothing until 6). i told myself when i was registering that this would be reading/getting ahead on homework/being productive time, and yet, all i've gotten accomplished is improving my procrastination skills. since i've gotten home this morning, i've a) taken a power nap, b) stared at my virginia woolf essay waiting for inspiration, c) gone through the memories of nyu, d) gotten lunch and e) read 5 pages of a book that needs to be finished by 11 am tomorrow.

and now i'm here, updating this damn lj. my priorities are so in line, huh?

i need focus!

the one time i need my words to console someone who is literally heartbroken, they come out mumbled and harsh and not at all how i wanted them to. the only thing i could say was "i don't know what to say."

words are a tricky bitch.

obviously, the past couple days have been emotional, confusing, weird, and somewhat revealing for me.

i apologize for offending anyone, weirding anyone out, and basically taking my frustrations out on el-jay. i shouldn't invest so much emotionally in this stupid thing, anyway.

i'm confused.

sometimes i feel like i'm the butt of the joke. i feel like my mind is being toyed with, and i don't know how to make it stop.

i'm having a really hard time here.

but wasn't that obvious?

am i the only person in the history of the world to have a severe allergy attack in the middle of an urban metropolis?

yes?

that's what i thought.

my first day as an official nyu student went pretty well. i think i'm really going to enjoy both my gallatin classes [travel fictions & the artist in context], and my met studies class [cities in global context] should be interesting (especially since i've never had a class like it before). i will have to remember, however, that silver is fucking INSANE during the afternoon rush hour (which i discovered is at 2), so i better get used to hiking up seven flights of stairs every tuesday and thursday. other than that, i'm really liking my schedule thus far. this week is pretty easy; i don't have any classes on wednesdays, and my friday recitation got cancelled. a pretty successful first day, i must admit.

though i do kind of miss having the whole day to myself. but not that much.

classes start tomorrow. i'm excitednervousanxiousscared. this week has been a little vacation from reality with no real responsibilities and total freedom, and i'm both glad and slightly disappointed that it's over. i need structure in my days; it's hard for me to have blank hours during the day with nowhere to be and no work to get done. i'm a creature of habit and routine, and i'm looking forward to getting back on a schedule.

wish me luck.

this kind of made me feel better. kind of.

i miss my globe.

this is the second day in a row that i've been utterly exhausted before 5 pm. what is this?

i think i'm still reeling from rocky horror last night.

today there was a benefit concert thing in washington square park [which is, by the way, 2 blocks away from where i'm sitting right now] to keep cbgb's open. for all you uncultured people out there, cbgb's is a punk club in the bowery that's like a mecca for the underground scene. and it's going to be closed because of some real estate bullshit. so there was a "save cbgb's" concert today to raise awareness for the whole issue. i spent the majority of my day there, roasting under the sun for part of it, and sitting on a bench by the dog run with brian and amy for the rest of it. the cool part of this whole thing is, bush, blondie and public enemy played. and i got pretty good pictures of gavin rossdale (sp?), mostly because he's gorgeous and partly because he's gorgeous. so yeah. i'm thinking i like this place. a lot. like, seriously, this is where i live. ( insane. )

so yeah. nyu is so much cooler than your school. evidence? see above. (i'm kidding, by the way. i'm sure it's not cooler than every school out there.)

i'm seeing a live production of the rocky horror picture show tonight at 11 in our student center, kimmel. i'm pumped. it should be a good time. god, i'm so spoiled by these welcome week activities [hypnotist, rocky horror, free food up the wazoo, discounted avenue q tickets, etc, etc]. i don't know what i'm going to do when all the free stuff ends. oh, i know. i'm going to go broke. :]

mental note:
never, ever take air conditioning for granted. never.

seriously. living in the city when it's humid and gross and sticky and YUCK and coming home to more humidity, grossness, stickiness and YUCK is not nice.

i live in new york.

i love saying it.


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now i'm off to breakfast w. one mr. brian voll, then picking up our rug, then going to the bookstore, then going to the floor meeting/presidential address. i have a full first day at college ahead of me.

oh, and i went to a hookah bar last night. haha. :]