have you ever just been reading a good book, and the weather is nice...but you just know your shit?
So I went to New York this weekend with al and marias and jess rad and Laura Tallent is one of my new favorite people, if only for the fact that she introduced me to the Scatman.
The Fungwah was a little less sketchy than I'm used to, but it did take 2 extra hours to get on it, so that sucked. I wore wings.
We got to columbia at about 1 in the morning and tried to find parties but found none so we ate at the seinfeld restaurant and, as we are discussing how certain things have many different reasons...Trepf goes "You know how eskimos have so many different words for snow because it's so important to their culture?"...yes Tierney...totally something we know.
So that was fun and then we got back and I tried to explain determinism to Tierney and Laura and Al and Marias, but it didn't work so well. Rosemary powers fucked Tierney up so much. Tierney knows she has no reason to believe in god, but she cant conceive of an existence without god because it's so fundamental to her. At least she admits that. And not only that, but Ballet has destroyed the girls self esteem, hence the title of this entry. She feels like she has to cater to everyone else and her roomies practically control her. She feels like she isn't worthy of anyones friendship and that she has to earn friendship. I tried to explain that she can't behave that way (Al too since we are on the same page in that respect). I tried to convey the belief that love doesn't exist because we don't have anything deeper than cause and effect and souls don't exist etc., but Al couldn't really relate. I tried to explain that you can't sacrifice yourself completely for someone because that wouldn't be love and it got complicated, but w/e it was good regardless.
Then we went to bed for a bit and then down to Soho so the girls could shop and stuff. I stole a wristband and a shirt because I needed a change of shirt. and the wristband matched what I had like woah. I stole Tierney a bag because I thought it would be fun. And I got Hannah Selma this swingdancing bag that she'd really like. and I paid for it, but it's ok. it was worth it.
And then we went back to columbia and ate at a sushi place that was pretty good. I had eaten there before with Yuan Zhang and Erin Durkin (and Joe) when I visited columbia.
I also had more starbucks than I've had in the past 4 months in 2 days because we only napped the whole time we were there.
Then Louis met us at Starbucks!!!! He was soaked! Ugh, who uses exclamations like that. I take them back. Anyways, he made a rap song. the lyrics were ridiculous, but the beat was good. We then went to a columbia frat where there was supposed to be wrestling of some sort. And there was in the form of a fight. it was definitely the black fraternity or the fraternity that was invaded by Harlem natives. I thought black people were supposed to be able to dance...not just hump. I was by far the most skilled dancer there (incombination with laura) and it was a little lame.
We then ended up at some sketchy party, but they played Gossip Folks which I wanted to hear all night so that was acceptable.
And then...we went back to columbia to get my stuff to go to NYU. I actually walked the wrong way to Lou's dorm, but ran into him because he was walking Molly (this girl who i gave a ride hom once who lives on moss hill) home. Then we pretty much just went to bed. We talked for a little bit. I met his annoying and his ok room mate. I'm still of a negative connotation of NYU. I don't know. Maybe louis knows what he's doing.
Then me and Laura took the bus home at 2 ( i woke up at like 12:30). Gave my goodbyes. Me and Laura listened to Scatman. and blue by eifel 65. it was a pretty hot ride. I got Tyler a confederate sticky flag and an Israeli flag for myself at some sketchy rest stop. Met a boring girl who goes to Harvard.
Then I had the causality club. It was really awesome. I feel really connected to the people there and they share my frustrations with the rest of the world. They are also really really supportive of me. I told them I wanted to write a fictional book (sort of Ayn Rand except for determinism) and they thought it was an amazing idea because so far determinism only has basic descriptions of it. This guy Thomas Clark said he's willing to put his life savings into getting it published. He's really really cool and so is his wife. What if I became the male (and correct) equivalent of Ayn Rand? That would be so hot.
My pen name? Eyn Rend?!?! OOH time needs to be put into this....Time needs to be put into this!
And there was this guy Eugenio who makes flutes and plays them and learns languages on his own! That's what I always talk about doing! I'm so pumped for this. And today I found out this girl heather on my floor is a determinist...and also because of studying philosophers from Mod Euro. It's crazy. It doesn't seem like I'm going to find a place for myself at Tufts, but I think I can probably make one for myself and then maybe it won't be so bad.
I saw Trainspotting today. It was pretty worthless.
I need to do laundry LIKE WOAH. I wanted to do it before I left for NY, but didn't and so now it smells really bad. ew.
The kid Phil who lives next to me is quite funny. He always asks awkward and unanswerable questions and, as he says, supposedly he's using me for knowledge. He asked this kid qunicy last night, when he mentioned his brother, when the last time was that he saw his brother naked. It was hillarious. and he's always asking "do you love it?" when you say something like "I'm going to the bathroom."
And I've been talking with Tyler more often. He's not as quiet as I thought he was.
And this entry is too long.
The Fungwah was a little less sketchy than I'm used to, but it did take 2 extra hours to get on it, so that sucked. I wore wings.
We got to columbia at about 1 in the morning and tried to find parties but found none so we ate at the seinfeld restaurant and, as we are discussing how certain things have many different reasons...Trepf goes "You know how eskimos have so many different words for snow because it's so important to their culture?"...yes Tierney...totally something we know.
So that was fun and then we got back and I tried to explain determinism to Tierney and Laura and Al and Marias, but it didn't work so well. Rosemary powers fucked Tierney up so much. Tierney knows she has no reason to believe in god, but she cant conceive of an existence without god because it's so fundamental to her. At least she admits that. And not only that, but Ballet has destroyed the girls self esteem, hence the title of this entry. She feels like she has to cater to everyone else and her roomies practically control her. She feels like she isn't worthy of anyones friendship and that she has to earn friendship. I tried to explain that she can't behave that way (Al too since we are on the same page in that respect). I tried to convey the belief that love doesn't exist because we don't have anything deeper than cause and effect and souls don't exist etc., but Al couldn't really relate. I tried to explain that you can't sacrifice yourself completely for someone because that wouldn't be love and it got complicated, but w/e it was good regardless.
Then we went to bed for a bit and then down to Soho so the girls could shop and stuff. I stole a wristband and a shirt because I needed a change of shirt. and the wristband matched what I had like woah. I stole Tierney a bag because I thought it would be fun. And I got Hannah Selma this swingdancing bag that she'd really like. and I paid for it, but it's ok. it was worth it.
And then we went back to columbia and ate at a sushi place that was pretty good. I had eaten there before with Yuan Zhang and Erin Durkin (and Joe) when I visited columbia.
I also had more starbucks than I've had in the past 4 months in 2 days because we only napped the whole time we were there.
Then Louis met us at Starbucks!!!! He was soaked! Ugh, who uses exclamations like that. I take them back. Anyways, he made a rap song. the lyrics were ridiculous, but the beat was good. We then went to a columbia frat where there was supposed to be wrestling of some sort. And there was in the form of a fight. it was definitely the black fraternity or the fraternity that was invaded by Harlem natives. I thought black people were supposed to be able to dance...not just hump. I was by far the most skilled dancer there (incombination with laura) and it was a little lame.
We then ended up at some sketchy party, but they played Gossip Folks which I wanted to hear all night so that was acceptable.
And then...we went back to columbia to get my stuff to go to NYU. I actually walked the wrong way to Lou's dorm, but ran into him because he was walking Molly (this girl who i gave a ride hom once who lives on moss hill) home. Then we pretty much just went to bed. We talked for a little bit. I met his annoying and his ok room mate. I'm still of a negative connotation of NYU. I don't know. Maybe louis knows what he's doing.
Then me and Laura took the bus home at 2 ( i woke up at like 12:30). Gave my goodbyes. Me and Laura listened to Scatman. and blue by eifel 65. it was a pretty hot ride. I got Tyler a confederate sticky flag and an Israeli flag for myself at some sketchy rest stop. Met a boring girl who goes to Harvard.
Then I had the causality club. It was really awesome. I feel really connected to the people there and they share my frustrations with the rest of the world. They are also really really supportive of me. I told them I wanted to write a fictional book (sort of Ayn Rand except for determinism) and they thought it was an amazing idea because so far determinism only has basic descriptions of it. This guy Thomas Clark said he's willing to put his life savings into getting it published. He's really really cool and so is his wife. What if I became the male (and correct) equivalent of Ayn Rand? That would be so hot.
My pen name? Eyn Rend?!?! OOH time needs to be put into this....Time needs to be put into this!
And there was this guy Eugenio who makes flutes and plays them and learns languages on his own! That's what I always talk about doing! I'm so pumped for this. And today I found out this girl heather on my floor is a determinist...and also because of studying philosophers from Mod Euro. It's crazy. It doesn't seem like I'm going to find a place for myself at Tufts, but I think I can probably make one for myself and then maybe it won't be so bad.
I saw Trainspotting today. It was pretty worthless.
I need to do laundry LIKE WOAH. I wanted to do it before I left for NY, but didn't and so now it smells really bad. ew.
The kid Phil who lives next to me is quite funny. He always asks awkward and unanswerable questions and, as he says, supposedly he's using me for knowledge. He asked this kid qunicy last night, when he mentioned his brother, when the last time was that he saw his brother naked. It was hillarious. and he's always asking "do you love it?" when you say something like "I'm going to the bathroom."
And I've been talking with Tyler more often. He's not as quiet as I thought he was.
And this entry is too long.