Strangers of the 6

2009-02-13T13:42:00.000-05:00

February

2009-02-03T11:56:00.007-05:00

It's February. I don't know where my posts have gone in the last month. I sit down and intend to write but I just can't do it, nothing comes streaming out my fingers to put on the page. This morning, I woke up early, well early for me, and left my room to go hide in the caverns of the library. I hid in the darkness till almost 9:30, and left to go have counseling.
Too bad I don't believe in drugs, or I'd already be on them. That's the only conclusion I have made from 45 minutes of tears and saying, again, that my family is the reason that I am fucked up.
I have so much homework to do, none of which is getting done fast enough, or good enough. At school I don't fit in anymore. I just think Concordia is terminating me, before I can terminate it.
All I really need right now is a reboot. Something to get me back on my feet. Something to help me get through the next 3 months.
I hate writing posts like this. But sometimes, you can't prevent the words that your fingers type on screen. Your subconscious just takes over all your motor skills and you just have to go with it.
Don't hit delete. Don't say no. Just go.

Deadline

2008-12-29T15:28:00.001-05:00

I was supposed to figure out my future by today. I don't think it's going to happen. Hopefully, with rolling in the New Year an idea will come to me.

In Between

2008-12-27T10:32:00.004-05:00

My Christmas this year new and different. I woke up at my Nana's house to a terrible cold and a hope chest. After taking lots of cold medicines, eating a bagel and chugging down a cup of coffee I was off to Queens. I went out to an Indian buffet for lunch, hung out with Matt for a few hours and went to see Bedtime Stories. Overall, I have to say that Christmas was pretty good this year, if only for doing not so Christmasy things on the 25th.
What is strange is that I feel like this was my last Christmas as a kid. My last one that I am still living at home and doing all my mom's traditions. Next year Christmas will me mine to have my own tree and spend anyway that I like. I think it will be nice.

I view my life in pictures.

2008-12-19T20:47:00.002-05:00

http://www.asofterworld.com/index.php?id=384

Where am I?

2008-12-18T18:55:00.002-05:00

beep bo beep boo bee boop boop er er diing boingg boinnng crrr errrr grrrr. Dial Up. I am writing from dial up. I don't have much to write about since I am in Pennslyvania. Not like Scranton, or Philly, not even State College. I am 45 minutes from Dunkin Donuts, Blockbuster, Walmart. Everything. To go from the bustle of New York to here is hard. My mom thinks I am crazy. Cause I prefere the company of cars and people to the quiet of farm country.

White Noise?

2008-12-04T15:32:00.005-05:00

The mindless chatter of the library. Boys talking about 120 dollar teapots. Smelling like Abercrombie and making the shittest looking power point I’ve ever seen. Since when have neon gradient font been acceptable on a neon gradient backround? Maybe I shouldn't be glancing over to their computer, but the colors! And even better the presentation was about Malaria. Awesome. This group was debating weither "laundry list" or "heavy toll" was a more accurate description of the destruction Malaria causes. I hope they will be able to finish their power point soon and head over to The Westchester to exchange their Armani Exchange Shirt and get their iPhones fixed.

Quote of the Day: "I've had a blowout since Kindergarten"

Heat Wave, Hopefully

2008-12-01T15:16:00.006-05:00

They are finally fixing the heat in my room. At least it is one thing that is getting done in my life. I am determined to figure out my future by December 31. Actually, let's make it December 29. I work better under pressure.

Thanksgiving was this weekend and
I found myself thankful for:
Stoli
Gamecube
Pumpkin Pie
Cagefights
Stew Leonards
Socks
Little Shop of Horrors Soundtrack
Coffee
Howard

I better start figuring out my future. I only have 28 days.

Feeling.

2008-11-18T17:28:00.004-05:00

Sooner than Later.

2008-11-18T13:41:00.012-05:00

Apparently I'm not committed. I never could commit. I couldn't commit to my seventh grade boyfriend, watching Buffy on a weekly basis, a major. All I can commit to is sleep. Mostly because it is necessary for survival. Oops.

Take Me to the Beach in the Dead of Winter

2008-11-09T00:53:00.005-05:00

Take me somewhere unexpected. Let's drive till we run out of gas. Let's go to Taco Bell at 2am. I just want to run around. I want to chase after cars. I won't hit delete. I think its strange that my job has a shower and a broken futon. I'm afraid to eat Chinese in Chinatown. I hate that it is 1am and I have nothing better to do then write here. I feel like a fraud. Motion pictures were made to exploit. I don't want to exploit you. Promise.

Is it Tuesday yet?

Subway-Go-Round

2008-11-07T13:57:00.006-05:00

When I barely made my 9:20am Metro North Train from Bronxville station, I should have known my wild ride this morning had begun. My coffee spilled on my jeans, my hair was still wet, and my iPod crashed onto the floor (luckily it survived). Eventually my train pulled into Grand Central, my hair was slightly more dry, and my iPod was still going strong pumping out ABBA at 10am.
I tried to quickly get to the subway, making my way through forests of people and hiking the hills and valleys of Grand Central and eventually I made my way down to the 6, where upon my arrival it departed.
Luckily, the 4 was across the platform and I got on planning to switch onto the 6 at Union Square, it was a brilliant plan (or so I thought). The train made it to Union Square and I got off and within a minute a 6 train pulled in across the platform. My plan was looking successful. I got on the 6, sat down and the train pulled away flying through the underworlds of Manhattan. I then noticed that this train wasn't stopping. It flew past Astor, Bleeker, Spring, and then past my stop at Canal Street. The train got to Brooklyn Bridge, I got off and made my up the stairs, over and down to the other platform waiting for the next train to come and praying this one would stop at Canal Street. The 6 pulled up, I reluctantly got on to it, and it stopped at Canal Street. The ride was over, and sadly it was time for work.

CNN has Holograms?

2008-11-04T22:46:00.007-05:00

I can't believe how close we are. This is insane. I've been following Barack Obama for over a year now. My friend took this picture at an Obama speech in Washington Square Park in September 2007. Seeing him speak was totally life changing for me. He made me for the first time in my life "Proud to be an American".

I have been sitting in my house since 7:00pm watching poll results come in and CNN just projected Barack Obama to be our next President.

I am in complete shock. For over a year I have been waiting for this night and I never thought it was going to happen. America wanted Change and we got it. Tonight is the kind of night that I won't forget and I can not wait to tell my children and grandchildren that I helped make history. I am going to wake up tommorow with HOPE. I can't wait.

Afternoon

2008-11-03T21:58:00.002-05:00

Who You Gonna Call?

2008-10-23T23:47:00.002-04:00

Is it okay that I am
strangely attracted to
Dr. Raymond Stantz?
Perhaps it's the awkwardness?
Or the brains?
Who knows? I'll I know is that
I'd totally tap that.

Pumpkin Spice Lattes are so Insightful.

2008-10-21T09:00:00.002-04:00

When I was young I was misled by flash cards into believing that xylophones and zebras were much more common.

The Way Amy-Elyse Neer Sees It.

You Already Lost

2008-10-18T11:51:00.003-04:00

I scream. You scream.

2008-10-10T11:30:00.004-04:00

He's wearing a striped button up shirt of the colors of cotton candy. With a dark tie, and merrily eating an ice cream cone. Let's hope when we go around the bend he doesn't choke.

Green with Envy

2008-10-09T15:50:00.000-04:00

There was a woman running down the steps to catch the N and she was green from head to toe. Green hat, green shirt, green pants, green socks, green shoes. Even the portfolio she was carrying was a vibrant lime green. She definitely made being green look easy... or disastrous.