hearts
121 st. marks place, manhattan. my new residence.
life as of now
+ my fucking bangin apartment which hosts:
a. cheese and wine parties b. all my friends c. a full kitchen
+my street fucking rocks. st. marks is filled with so much shit i can't get over it.
+my new poli sci class!
a one of a kind program with university of denver students and CSPAN with a televised program interviewing powerful contributors to/in politics. i asked victoria clarke a fucking question today. and she said it was a good question. holy fucking shit.
+the music i hear all the time.
downstairs there is this dope lounge that always plays live jazz music. ALL DAY LONG. i wake up to jazz. couldn't be happier. and it's not just the lounge it's everything around me! so much music.
+i have a job interview tomorrow. upper east side wine bar. bartender JC. red or white sir?
+the weed i have been smoking.
delivery service is where it's at. also knowing crazy japanese people helps. more expensive FO SHO but so worth it.
+montreal trip!
+after two years without a camera and only polaroids to my name i have a digital camera!!
+i found 3 buy one get ones CAMEL'S IN NEW YORK CITY. it was fantastic.
+WOODHOUSE chocolates my dad sent me from Napa Valley. best chocolates i've ever seen/eaten.
+my friends.
i feel like the friends i do have, right now are the best group of people i have ever met. my old friends in combination with my new friends is just perfect. i love everyone from home to new york. i feel so grateful that i had the chance to somehow by FATE i would assume i met all these profound figures in my life.
+my brain.
for some reason lately i've felt inspired to do great things. i feel like for a while i've been in a slump of creative thinking and process which has greatly affected my psyche. but all of a sudden i feel more compelled to DO and BE.
+being single.
-no new years kiss.
-my closet is too small.
-my schedule is really hard which means i'm going to have NO LIFE.
-i'm out of beer.
-gaby's douche bag boyfriend is sitting on my futon. eating like a chimp. ill.
-if i don't get this job tomorrow i'm going to give up and blame the depression.
-i'm really white. like i blend into walls. wtf winter.
BUT all in all i can say that i can't really complain about much. yeah sure i should be way more productive than i am right now but at what other point in my life can i afford to? i know its !!college!! and everything is super intense now but from my view of things we're all screwed anyways so why even bother. pessimistic? yes only because I HATE PACE UNIVERSITY.
no one uses livejournal anymore? OH THE BLOG CRAZE. everyone has fucking blogs. fuck that.
life as of now
+ my fucking bangin apartment which hosts:
a. cheese and wine parties b. all my friends c. a full kitchen
+my street fucking rocks. st. marks is filled with so much shit i can't get over it.
+my new poli sci class!
a one of a kind program with university of denver students and CSPAN with a televised program interviewing powerful contributors to/in politics. i asked victoria clarke a fucking question today. and she said it was a good question. holy fucking shit.
+the music i hear all the time.
downstairs there is this dope lounge that always plays live jazz music. ALL DAY LONG. i wake up to jazz. couldn't be happier. and it's not just the lounge it's everything around me! so much music.
+i have a job interview tomorrow. upper east side wine bar. bartender JC. red or white sir?
+the weed i have been smoking.
delivery service is where it's at. also knowing crazy japanese people helps. more expensive FO SHO but so worth it.
+montreal trip!
+after two years without a camera and only polaroids to my name i have a digital camera!!
+i found 3 buy one get ones CAMEL'S IN NEW YORK CITY. it was fantastic.
+WOODHOUSE chocolates my dad sent me from Napa Valley. best chocolates i've ever seen/eaten.
+my friends.
i feel like the friends i do have, right now are the best group of people i have ever met. my old friends in combination with my new friends is just perfect. i love everyone from home to new york. i feel so grateful that i had the chance to somehow by FATE i would assume i met all these profound figures in my life.
+my brain.
for some reason lately i've felt inspired to do great things. i feel like for a while i've been in a slump of creative thinking and process which has greatly affected my psyche. but all of a sudden i feel more compelled to DO and BE.
+being single.
-no new years kiss.
-my closet is too small.
-my schedule is really hard which means i'm going to have NO LIFE.
-i'm out of beer.
-gaby's douche bag boyfriend is sitting on my futon. eating like a chimp. ill.
-if i don't get this job tomorrow i'm going to give up and blame the depression.
-i'm really white. like i blend into walls. wtf winter.
BUT all in all i can say that i can't really complain about much. yeah sure i should be way more productive than i am right now but at what other point in my life can i afford to? i know its !!college!! and everything is super intense now but from my view of things we're all screwed anyways so why even bother. pessimistic? yes only because I HATE PACE UNIVERSITY.
no one uses livejournal anymore? OH THE BLOG CRAZE. everyone has fucking blogs. fuck that.