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My education continues!
I came to NYU to learn ... I thought I would learn academically, but so far, all the growth has been spiritual and emotional. And no, Remi, I did not "totally bang an Olsen twin," as you so eloquently put it. I don't think I would anyway even if they threw themselves, like, at my groin or whatever. It would feel kinda creepy.
Anyhow, the one class I had today was cut short because the prof simply didn't show. That was good times. Calculus and french continue tomorrow. SUPER!
In other news, my understanding grows clearer: there is a God, and this being has a great sense of irony. I'm having fun with my education, really ... I think my lesson for today is to approach everything with a light heart and enjoy the people around me.
The neon martini glass in my window makes me so happy. This thing rocks. If you go by Washington Square Park, you'll see a neon martini glass in a fifth floor window. If you look closely, you might see a slightly out of shape but dashingly handsome young man in his late teens typing away at a laptop behind it, the light blue glow casting a pale light on healthy (if a tad pasty) skin and boxers in a tasteful plaid pattern. That's me baby! Rrowr.
Enjoy your lives. It feels like mine is coming around too.
I came to NYU to learn ... I thought I would learn academically, but so far, all the growth has been spiritual and emotional. And no, Remi, I did not "totally bang an Olsen twin," as you so eloquently put it. I don't think I would anyway even if they threw themselves, like, at my groin or whatever. It would feel kinda creepy.
Anyhow, the one class I had today was cut short because the prof simply didn't show. That was good times. Calculus and french continue tomorrow. SUPER!
In other news, my understanding grows clearer: there is a God, and this being has a great sense of irony. I'm having fun with my education, really ... I think my lesson for today is to approach everything with a light heart and enjoy the people around me.
The neon martini glass in my window makes me so happy. This thing rocks. If you go by Washington Square Park, you'll see a neon martini glass in a fifth floor window. If you look closely, you might see a slightly out of shape but dashingly handsome young man in his late teens typing away at a laptop behind it, the light blue glow casting a pale light on healthy (if a tad pasty) skin and boxers in a tasteful plaid pattern. That's me baby! Rrowr.
Enjoy your lives. It feels like mine is coming around too.