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I'm not totally sure, but I think that this is my address:
Brittany Residence Hall
55 East 10th Street
Mailbox 505W
New York, NY 10003
I had to write something no less than 3 pages. Started it at 3 in the afternoon, didn't finish it until about 1145. There was a break from about 6-7 in there, but other than that I was just at the library. Something is seriously wrong with me when it comes to writing. I really can't write things on the fly at all, I really have to put a lot of thought into stuff...it's very time consuming, totally blows.
I'm also a little too reliant on sparknotes. When a classical text doesn't have sparknotes as a guide for me to make sure i understand what the hell I'm reading, I seriously can't get through more than 3 or 4 pages.
Does anyone else not really feel like they are students at their school? Like, when I see kids around or when I'm in class I always feel like "those are nyu kids"..as if I were just kinda there watching them and not in fact one of them.
I'm pretty sure my roomates all dislike me...I'd say "hate me"...but I'm not sure that they hate me. Pretty sure they all disklike me. Especially good 'ol Brian Gomez, I'm pretty sure he hates me.
Cities are sweet but every now and then I really wish I could lay on some grass, or be able to walk somewhere outside without shoes. I also wish there were some sweet low-security supermarkets from which I could regularly steal from. I think if I ever lived in a city for good, like as a grownup, I would need some sorta lake house or beach house or something. Just to lie in grass and not wear shoes.
Going to college does wonders for one's relationship with their parents. They're always so psyched to talk to me, and I always have a good amount of stuff to tell them.
People should post pictures if you have them..i'd do it but don't know how to get piccturs from my phone to here.
Being 18 is stupid and weird, by the by.
Brittany Residence Hall
55 East 10th Street
Mailbox 505W
New York, NY 10003
I had to write something no less than 3 pages. Started it at 3 in the afternoon, didn't finish it until about 1145. There was a break from about 6-7 in there, but other than that I was just at the library. Something is seriously wrong with me when it comes to writing. I really can't write things on the fly at all, I really have to put a lot of thought into stuff...it's very time consuming, totally blows.
I'm also a little too reliant on sparknotes. When a classical text doesn't have sparknotes as a guide for me to make sure i understand what the hell I'm reading, I seriously can't get through more than 3 or 4 pages.
Does anyone else not really feel like they are students at their school? Like, when I see kids around or when I'm in class I always feel like "those are nyu kids"..as if I were just kinda there watching them and not in fact one of them.
I'm pretty sure my roomates all dislike me...I'd say "hate me"...but I'm not sure that they hate me. Pretty sure they all disklike me. Especially good 'ol Brian Gomez, I'm pretty sure he hates me.
Cities are sweet but every now and then I really wish I could lay on some grass, or be able to walk somewhere outside without shoes. I also wish there were some sweet low-security supermarkets from which I could regularly steal from. I think if I ever lived in a city for good, like as a grownup, I would need some sorta lake house or beach house or something. Just to lie in grass and not wear shoes.
Going to college does wonders for one's relationship with their parents. They're always so psyched to talk to me, and I always have a good amount of stuff to tell them.
People should post pictures if you have them..i'd do it but don't know how to get piccturs from my phone to here.
Being 18 is stupid and weird, by the by.