success
Finally I had a really successful day today. I took the subways by myself today all the way up to CCP and got everything squared away for my new placement test on June 2nd. The people at CCP are incredibly agrivating. They tell you what other building you should go to (which is in the complete opposite direction from the building that another CCP person told you to go to) and then point as if I'm supposed to find out which building they are directing me to when their finger is just pointing to the door. The secretary was a bitch, but after seeing some of the students she had to put up with, I kind of understood. More than half of the people in line were complaining because they didn't know why they were on academic probation.
The rest of the day was quite adventurous. I like watching the people in the subway, even the creepy ones who just walk back and forth on the plat forms. I always wonder if I can spot the guys who shit on the platforms at night. A woman in a dark blue/violet shirt and a slinky skirt stood clinging to the pole, she had bright red hair and was reading the newspaper. I don't understand how people can stand and read in a moving train.
I went down to LOVE park and sat on the edge of the fountain with my feet dangling in the water while I talked on the phone for awhile. I watched the sky scrapers scrolling by on Market Street. It was a beautiful day out and I wasn't even nervous about walking around with no particular place to go after CCP. The sidewalks were crowded with people shopping and bright high heels and tee shirts with no jackets, lipstick, little dogs, and sun dresses. Business men in suits had their sleeves rolled up and I didn't notice as many people smoking in center city.
I ate a muffin in Rittenhouses square and listened to the guys playing bongo drums. I lay on the grass for about an hour just thinking how much I wished my family could be there with me in the square.
Now- I'm watching Desperate Housewives!
The rest of the day was quite adventurous. I like watching the people in the subway, even the creepy ones who just walk back and forth on the plat forms. I always wonder if I can spot the guys who shit on the platforms at night. A woman in a dark blue/violet shirt and a slinky skirt stood clinging to the pole, she had bright red hair and was reading the newspaper. I don't understand how people can stand and read in a moving train.
I went down to LOVE park and sat on the edge of the fountain with my feet dangling in the water while I talked on the phone for awhile. I watched the sky scrapers scrolling by on Market Street. It was a beautiful day out and I wasn't even nervous about walking around with no particular place to go after CCP. The sidewalks were crowded with people shopping and bright high heels and tee shirts with no jackets, lipstick, little dogs, and sun dresses. Business men in suits had their sleeves rolled up and I didn't notice as many people smoking in center city.
I ate a muffin in Rittenhouses square and listened to the guys playing bongo drums. I lay on the grass for about an hour just thinking how much I wished my family could be there with me in the square.
Now- I'm watching Desperate Housewives!