Dear LJ
I'm stressed.
But what else is new.
Planning events.
Grad school.
About to be done w/ contract.
Whatev.
I ain't even worried.
I'm just excited for the end of this month so I can go back to being lame and doing yoga and not doing shit.
And next month I won't have a job! Yea!! When I'm done with this I'm going to be applying for internships out the asshole, so I can finally do what I want. Which I'm not that sure what it is, but what I'm doing now ain't it.
Oh and I'm obsessed with Mad Men. Best show EVER.
Also- I still love the city, but been escaping to GR. It's nice to have some picturesque escape spot nearby, where I can relax and get away without really getting away. Now that my dad moved into a bigger house I think I'm gonna start staying there a lot more often, maybe even just coming back on the weekends and whenever I have to work at the hostel.
Let me tell you a story, LJ:
This morning- packed train, only one seat left. I sit in it. This dude's feet are resting on the seat, leaving footprints on the side of my jacket. I refrain from saying anything for a while because this dude looks kinda like a badass, slumped over, scruffy faced, huge black hooded jacket, scowling.
Me (wincing, preparing for verbal or possible physical beating): Umm...can you move your feet
Dude: (looks up) OMGZ sooooo thorrry!! (lisping, high-pitched voice)
Me (confused) uhh it's ok....
Dude: OMG I forgot this is my thopppp!!! (Prances out of the subway car)
NY- you never cease to surprise me.
But what else is new.
Planning events.
Grad school.
About to be done w/ contract.
Whatev.
I ain't even worried.
I'm just excited for the end of this month so I can go back to being lame and doing yoga and not doing shit.
And next month I won't have a job! Yea!! When I'm done with this I'm going to be applying for internships out the asshole, so I can finally do what I want. Which I'm not that sure what it is, but what I'm doing now ain't it.
Oh and I'm obsessed with Mad Men. Best show EVER.
Also- I still love the city, but been escaping to GR. It's nice to have some picturesque escape spot nearby, where I can relax and get away without really getting away. Now that my dad moved into a bigger house I think I'm gonna start staying there a lot more often, maybe even just coming back on the weekends and whenever I have to work at the hostel.
Let me tell you a story, LJ:
This morning- packed train, only one seat left. I sit in it. This dude's feet are resting on the seat, leaving footprints on the side of my jacket. I refrain from saying anything for a while because this dude looks kinda like a badass, slumped over, scruffy faced, huge black hooded jacket, scowling.
Me (wincing, preparing for verbal or possible physical beating): Umm...can you move your feet
Dude: (looks up) OMGZ sooooo thorrry!! (lisping, high-pitched voice)
Me (confused) uhh it's ok....
Dude: OMG I forgot this is my thopppp!!! (Prances out of the subway car)
NY- you never cease to surprise me.