Today, in the 3rd inning of the Yankees game against the Baltimore Orioles, The Captain, Derek Jeter recorded his 2,722 career hit as a Yankee. This momentous hit lifted him up to a platform he can call his own: All-Time Yankees Hit Leader. Pushing past Lou Gehrig, who held the record for over 70 years with 2,721 hits until he was forced to retire due to ALS, Jeter now holds the distinction all by himself after he tied the legend in Wednesday’s game against the Tampa Bay Devil Rays. By the end of the game tonight, Jeter stood at 2,723, adding an addition hit to his record. Being still relative young and healthy, Jeter should have many more years left in him to keep the hits coming! Perhaps with time, he’ll even come up with the approximately 1,500 hits needed to surpass the all-time hits leader, Pete Rose. What a great day it was for New York, this being September 11th and Jeter being a quintessential figure in New York sports.
Yeah, sorry about that word vomit that I just finished typing up and publishing. I’ve been working on that for about 2 weeks and didn’t realize it had gotten that long and boring. Feel free to skip to the interesting days, such as Tuesday [8/18], Tuesday [8/25], Thursday [8/27], Monday [8/31], Thursday [9/3], Saturday [9/5], and Sunday [9/6]. Those happen to by my fave aka the most fascinating. Hope everyone is having a great year thus far, and I look forward to reading some more interesting stories from everyone!
Ahhhmazing Weeks. Alright, the busy weeks prior to the start of school have come and gone, and now it is time to recap everything that happened. Everyday was jam-packed with fun and laughs and smiles; I wish every week could be so enjoyable, but alas, they are not. Be forewarned, this is a longggg ass entry that took forever to write and I am sorry all these things happened weeks ago. Feel free to read each day like a chapter in a book. Some days are much more interesting than others, but all are good.
The afternoon was spent shopping in Manhattan with Maggie. I admit, I was a good 15-20 minutes late getting to Chinatown, but I swear that it wasn’t my fault! I totally blame it on my stupid, bacterially infected eye. Ugh, it caused me to have to wear my sunglasses all day, even indoors, which is hypocritical because I find it completely appalling and rude. Anyway, shopping proved not too fruitful for myself (which is really good considering I shouldn’t be spending anymore money on clothes and such) so I spent a lot of time standing around commenting on Maggie’s purchases (typical). In the end, I wound up buying a necklace from Forever 21 (phew, good thing I didn’t buy the half from the one in Soho and waited until we went to the one on 14th Street) and I picked up tickets to The Scene Aesthetic concert for later in the week. Overall, we did a lot of looking, not so much buying… thank goodness!
That night, I had dinner plans to eat in Flushing at Joe Shanghai with friends Catherine, Tracy, and Tina. I literally haven’t had dinner with them in months so this was longggg overdue! Dinner was yummy (duh!); who doesn’t love soup dumplings?!?! It was nice to sit around and chitchat about our summers. The waiters were a little rude and rushed us though, so we didn’t get to sit around as much as we would have liked. Instead, we did a lot of standing and walking around in the direction of Red Mango. It wasn’t a particularly insane or wild night out, but I really enjoyed dinner with them. I’ve missed them so much :(
The long awaited day had finally arrived! Abish was back and the formal dinner we had been trying to plan for ages was finally going to happen! That morning/afternoon(?) I got a call from Abish and Raf. Apparently, they were headed in the direction of my house and were coming to pick me up if I was willing to go out. Sure, why not? Oh yeah, they were 5 minutes away. Lucky for them, I had showered already. I was ready in no time (shockingly enough)! I had lunch with Abish in Flushing and then we decided to head over to Phil’s to pick him up and go back to my house for a little MJ action with my cousin before we needed to head out to Manhattan. Abish’s stereo system in the car was broken so we had to come up with our own songs to sing to pass the time in the car (who knew it would be warm up for karaoke that night?); there were tons of Disney songs being sang and WOW does Abish know a lot of them! MJ was fun and competitive as usual, but some one please explain to me how I ended up being the only loser in the end. Please! WTF? That never happens; I swear I don’t suck that much!
Anyway, the guys left around 6ish to back to Phil’s house only to come back to my house around 7:30ish to park Abish’s car in my neighborhood and then take the 7 train with me to Times Square. I got ready in a hurry, because I thought they would be back in now time; I was wrong. I showered, did my hair, put on my outfit and shoes, and then did nothing but sit around and watch Jeopardy until they called me. By the time they finally got back to my neighborhood, we realized we were going to be late, but only by about 5 minutes. Thank goodness Rob was already there, but they wouldn’t seat him because he was an incomplete party. Carmine’s usually only holds reservations for 15 minutes and you need to have a complete party to be seated. Lucky for us, when the waiter came around looking for our party at the 15 minute mark, he was nice enough to bring us to our table anyway, despite the fact that only 4 of us were there at that time. Everyone else finally showed up about 20 minutes late and the people who had been there were clearly ticked off. The bad sentiments soon faded and then we ordered and stuffed our faces/stomachs with yummy food. By the end of the meal, everyone was satisfied and very full. Carmine’s hits the spot everytime!
The after dinner plans for that night were to go karaoking at Duet in the Herald Square area. A bunch of people were tired and weren’t sure if they wanted to go, so we did a lot of standing around and talking (typical) in the streets of Times Square. The rain that was falling from the sky didn’t help at all, either. I had so much trouble walking in my heels with the rain making my feet slip and slide! Ugh, the walk was horrible and the girls had to take it super easy. In the end, Gary and Bonnie decided to just take the subway home from Times Square and not join us in the rest of our night because they were tired and it was close to their bedtimes. So the rest of us walked downtown for a night of singing. Unfortunately for us, Duet has started to implement their policy of no one over the age of 20 can be there after midnight, so we had a little over an hour to get our sing on. We did a lot of rushing through songs and skipping after a chorus or two. The hour flew by, and before we knew it, the hostess came in to inform us that our hour was up. Dang, that one hour was definitely not enough for us.
We capped off the night by sitting in the chairs in Herald Square and enjoying the nice weather that came after the storms. The humidity was down and the temperature had dropped dramatically from what it had been during the afternoon. We did a lot of sitting and talking. I’m actually not sure how long we were there for, but it was definitely for a good while. By the time we left, it was almost 2am and everyone was tired and needed to gear up for the long journey home. By the time I got back to Sunnyside, it was around 2:30am already, so I feel bad for everyone else that had to travel even further, especially those that had work the next day. All in all, it was an amazing night and I must say that everyone looked amazingly dashing/charming/pretty in their formal attire. I think we should do this more often. It’s not everyday that I get to see everyone so dressed up and spiffy.
It was only Wednesday, but DANG, I was tired. I got calls to go to the park, go to the mall for some shopping, and to chill in the city, but I turned them all down to spend some quality time at home. In bed to be more exact. I felt so damn lazy and didn’t want to do anything I didn’t have to. I finally dragged by lazy butt out of bed and outdoors around 5pm that evening to go meet Jessie in Flushing for The Scene Aesthetic concert at the Blender Theater that night. I haven’t seen her in weeks, so it was nice to have the entire subway ride to catch up and gossip. She originally had to leave around 9ish because her mom was being “strict” with the curfew again, but she called Chris up and told him to come later when we found out that The Scene Aesthetic was going on until almost 10. There were 3 opening acts, and by the time we got there (over an hour after the doors opened) the 2nd one was just finishing up. This looked like it was going to be a long night. The opening acts that we got to see were The Ready Set and The Color Fred. Thank goodness Blender has seats for its guests at the back of the venue, because I do not think I would have been able to stand the entire night.
Between The Color Fred and The Scene Aesthetic, Jessie and I finally got out of our chairs and headed for the stage to get a better view for when they finally came on stage. The entire evening I had been texting with my friend, Philip, on Jessie’s phone (because mine was being a piece of crap again), because I had found out the night before that he was going to be at the show to see The Ready Set. Even though I had only hung out with him once about a year and half ago, it was nice to see him and hear that Princeton wasn’t all that it proclaimed to be. It was a little weird catching up with him, because we’re not exactly friends, but we’ve kept in touch since that weekend we chilled at NYU. Regardless, it was great to be able to see him again.
By the time The Scene Aesthetic took the stage, I was beginning to get revved up again! I seriously love Andrew and Eric. They are such amazing performers and nice people to talk to. The show was amazing (per usual) and it was nice to be attending a concert with Jess again. We haven’t done that in such a long time (not since the last Danger Radio show at the same place?). Unfortunately, Chris showed up before the show ended, so Jess left the show early, but I was fine. I had made a couple of friends and if that failed, I could always hang with Phil. Ahhh, the show was so great! Nothing beats seeing a band live. It’s even better when it’s a small crowd like it was that night so that the band can interact with its fans and feed off their energy. The crowd, myself included especially, was singing along, even to its newest songs that hadn’t been put out yet.
When the show was over, everyone headed outside to wait for Andrew and Eric to come out and greet the fans, which they did very quickly. I gave each of them the notes and bracelets I had made for them (in accordance with Eric’s tweets from the night before asking for friendship bracelets); Eric even asked me to put it on him, because it was the tradition of friendship bracelets to have the friend put it on and keep it on until it naturally falls off. He was too cute! He was joking around how I have to check in and see if he still has it the next time I go to one of their shows or see him. Andrew was sweet as usual. He was chilling by the van and shared his bag of colorful twizzlers (yes, these are a real thing!!!) with the fans as he hit them with pellets from his potato gun. I got some pictures and autographs and hung out with the other fans. I even got my missing picture with Andy! It was such a great night to be able to chill with these people that I admire so much for the music they make. They put a smile on my face, and it’s so weird to think that when I ask them for a picture or an autograph or give them a little gift, that it puts a smile on their face to know that their music and talent is greatly appreciated. The night could not have been any better and I smiled the entire way home, until I got there and collapsed into my bed.
Thursday was a really chill day. I had a driving lesson in the early afternoon and then nothing else to do after that. The guys were chilling at Brian’s house (doing nothing as well), so I decided to make the trek out there to Little Neck by bus to see them and maybe find some way to entertain ourselves. The trip took almost forever, and when I finally got there, lo and behold, they really were doing nothing! So then, we decided to do nothing some more before leaving his house hours later to grab dinner at Taco Bell before heading home. What an eventful day… not.
This day was a reallly, realllly hectic day. Involving a lot of running around… literally. The day started off pretty chill. I went shopping in Herald Square with my mom (something we haven’t done in quite a long time and I actually sort of miss, shockingly) and got pizza for lunch together like the good ol’ days. We then parted ways and I had to find something to occupy my time until I was supposed to meet my cousins around 6ish for dinner. I originally intended to meet up with Rob after his last day of week, but I lost contact with him after my phone died. I hate it when my phone dies! I go through the rest of my day feeling so lost and disconnected with the world… UGH! Thank goodness I had texted Ronnie before it died so that we knew to meet each other at the Sephora in Times Square.
So, with nothing better to do, I decided to check out Highline Park, which I had been dying to see all summer since it opened. When I finally found it, climbed the stairs, and took in the amazing views, my mind was blown away. I was there for about half an hour and walking along the elevated path when the sky got extremely dark and gloomy and then started to thunderstorm and rain like it was the day after tomorrow. I ran downstairs and took cover underneath an awning until it died down enough for me to walk through the streets umbrella-less toward the train station. This being my unlucky day, the rain poured continuously and all I could do was watch it come down or make a run for it, so I did… into Starbucks. I waited there for another hour and then had to run to the subway station otherwise I would be late meeting my cousins.
With no phone and no other way to contact them, I stood in front of Sephora and waited for my cousins to show up for dinner. Thank goodness I saw Ronnie after waiting there for a while, because, apparently, a second Sephora had opened up in Times Square and Raymond and Michelle were standing there, thinking that was where we were supposed to meet. After finally finding each other, it was off to dinner, or so I thought. Being the indecisive and late people we are, we realized there was no time for a legit meal and no one wanted any sort of fast food, so we settled for Starbucks snacks and then headed to the Lunt-Fontanne Theater for the Broadway musical, “The Little Mermaid”. I had been waiting to see this show for a year, and I was finally going to see it (sorry, Maggie!). The weirdest part was that it was 4 big kids going to see it without a single person under the age of 16. You would suspect that we brought my niece or any of my nephews with us, but nope. Just us big kids that night were blown away by the musical genius that is Ariel and her undersea friends. We left the show that night feeling so childish and happy.
And oh yeah, we were freaking hungry by this point! So of course, we went to Carmine’s for the second time this week. I love the food there and so did my family. We ordered wayyyyy to much food that night for the 4 of us: a mixed veggie salad, a clam soup, penne a la vodka, and a seafood salad. Everything was so fking delicious. That is probably why half the stuff we ordered were specials that night. We didnt even care about the price at this point, we just ordered whatever we wanted. We had leftovers of everything, so we doggy bagged it and headed home.
Shopping at Jersey Garden with my parents and Maggie and Bonnie. We did a little damage, but nothing too bad. Yeah, shopping is self explanatory and nothing special.
Went out driving again for the first time in foreverrrrrr! Not the best day for me to be on the road though. For it being Sunday, the streets of the neighborhood I was driving through were particularly crowded with weekly churchgoers and the narrow streets were too insane for me to navigate. Long story short: I dented the right bumper and scratched it up against the metal beam of a big truck because I had gotten too close and then attempted to just drive by which was not good for the car… or me. Dad was slightly more pissed this time around, but he wouldn’t let me stop driving. So we went about our errands as if nothing had happened, but I knew that he was ticked off with me doing damage to the car… again. Nothing exciting. Just a day at home, getting lectured to and packing.
A chill day in Flushing and the first (and last) time I went to the pool for 3 weeks. We didn’t do much, just the usual: swim/work out, eat lunch (at Dragon), stand around aimless (in the parking lot this time), and then disperse. Maggie and I ended up going to Target, but that was totally uneventful as well. Boring day. Oh well.
The day had arrived for another day at Rob’s, and the last one to cap off our summer mind you. No one ended up doing a beer run, so we had to use the limited supply of beer Rob did have and the rest were going to be mixed drinks: any combination of pineapple juice, orange juice, mixed juice with vodka, coconut rum, rum, sangria, and wine. It was a pretty decent size group there that night: Megaphone, Stacie, Mr. Clean, Mr. T, Big Red, Giggles, and Little Red Riding Hood and Pitbull showed up muchhhh later for the festivities. We started playing a bunch of games early, because we all wanted to get to sleep relatively early if we wanted to actually go through with our plans for the beach the following morning. The night was pretty chill, except for the puking incident of the night, courtesy of Pitbull. It was probably because he tried to catch up with us to make up for showing up late and then consumed too much, too quickly. Nothing spectacular about the night, except for the good fun and even better friends.
After another successful night at Rob’s apartment, we somehow managed to all get up relatively early and head out for Jones Beach. On the way there, everyone except Rob and Phil took the subway back to Little Neck (hella long ride) and then Gary drove us there. Rob and Phil took the LIRR to the beach. It was the perfect day for hitting the waves and sand. We had never been to Jones together before, so it was a new experience for everyone, from deciding what field to settle in and trying to figure out where to get off on the bus. There was a decent amount of people there for a Wednesday, but not too overcrowded. The water was too cold for me to enter, so I stayed on the shoreline and picked through the seashells and rocks that were getting crashed in and found some beauties. Really relaxing day… until it came time to figure out how people were getting home. I volunteered to take the LIRR and George came with me. We got off at Jamaica, and Gary, being the super nice guy he is, picked us up from there and dropped us off at home.
Today was the most anticipated day of the summer: the day of my road test. I had been practicing my whole summer for this one day and I was nervous as hell when it finally came time to drive for one of the most important five minutes of my life. I guess Danny really is that great a teacher or he really does have that many connections, because I passed with a mere 5 points for a “narrow right” when I know in my own heart that I made a handful of crucial mistakes. I was elated to hear the news that I had passed and I almost shed a tear… almost. But of course, the test was over with by 10 am and there was nothing else to do and no one up… except Gary that is. He was waiting at the DMV to return his family’s plates (ahaha they changed them because 4 is an unlucky number) so I decided I would wait with him since he was so bored. He was at the Whitestone one when I texted, but then he decided that it was too crowded so he left. We ultimately ended up at one in Nassau County and it only took 20 minutes to get everything done, a world record for time spent at a DMV. Then we ate lunch and chilled until it was time for Inglorious Basterds. I loved that movie! I was the only one, however; everyone else thought it was just “okay.” The movie was followed up by ice cream and lots of good conversation as people prepared to say their good-byes. This was one of our last hang outs for the summer!
After a day of chilling with everyone, I decided I had to pick up a few things in Manhattan before the big move back. I finally slept in and didn’t leave the house until almost noon. I planned to meet up with Rob in Times Square, but it turns out we had different places to go so we decided to call each other when we finished. Little did we know, once we were done, we would end up walking to the location of the other person only to find out that they other had walked to the other place. CRAZAYYYY! We chilled scuttled all around Manhattan for a bit before we grabbed food and took the LIRR to Little Neck to meet up with Gary. This was the big day: Gary was going to let me cut his hair. After the long train ride and another (bigger) bit to eat at Panera, we headed back to Gary’s house, in which Rob and I cut Gary’s house as Bonnie and Wen Hao watched on. The haircut went okay until I tried to touch-up spots here and there, which ultimately ruined his hair (once again, I’M SOO SORRY, GARY!) and he was scarred and scared to leave his house. Nothing much to do after that except go home, because it freaking took up 2 hours to “cut” aka maul his hair.
More shopping; not much different from the day before or the Saturday prior but this time it was with the intentions of picking up everything I needed before I moved back to school. Stores included Costco, Bed, Bath and Beyond, Target, and Macy’s. There was tons of last minute packing that night/morning as I rushed to make sure everything was set for the following morning. I was up into the weee hours of the night in my room surrounded by stuff/crap before I collapsed.
MOVE-IN DAY! Couldn’t wait to see the lovely roomies or the other white knights of Brittany 15th floor all grown up and moved into the glamorous Gram. It was a hectic day with lots of loading and unloading and unpacking and shopping, but it was a nice day. I also got the chance to catch up with friends from high school that had already moved in, including Dio and Michelle.
After moving all our stuff in and unpacking (most of it), it was time to shop for everything that we didn’t already have in our room. Lindsy and I set out to check out the stores around 19th and 6th. On the way, of course we got distracted. We stumbled upon a paper and crafts store that sold the most random stuff you could imagine: just our kind of store. We were in there for over an hour, and when we finally left, we couldn’t believe how long we had been there. There was still a ton of crap to buy! We hit up Bed, Bath & Beyond and T.J. Maxx, but then we ran out of time to go to The Container Store, because the original plan was to head to Hannah’s for dinner. That didn’t happen though, so we decided to sit around the kitchen table and take shots! Woohoo!
JKLOL. NO. Not fun. I had 4? 5? That was more than enough. I had told Melissa I would help her move in, so while the rest of the girlies left for Hannah’s, I walked to Coral by myself and somehow, along the way, bought myself a $5 footlong from subways. It was yummy from what I can recall. I believe I was quite helpful in helping her unpack and organize everything in her dorm. That was a weird night. Yep, I’m pretty sure it was.
Spent the day with the roomies and decided to take the train up to Somers in Westchester to see what was up. We did plenty of damage in Target and got to tie-dye at Jessy’s house. I haven’t done that since i was literally 5 years old! So fun to do it in the backyard. Nothing too exciting went down but awesome day out of the city.
I like to think of this as the day I lost all my money. Freaking had to buy textbooks, cleaning supplies and food. Uhy. It was nice though. Hit the bookstore with Chelsea and Lindsy, and then we sat/walked around the park since they hadn’t seen it since it was reopened. It was a pretty calm day with chillage at the apartment and lots of cleaning (I swear out apartment is NEVER clean; it’s just gross sometimes, esp the kitchen). Nothing exciting.
I finally made it to Ikea!!!! Yeah, Rob promised he would go with me last year, but we never made it. So I took him up on his offer this year! It was a very scenic and pleasant ferry ride to BK and I somehow found a bunch (ok, 3 items) I needed for the room. That was nice. Rob bought a coffee table that he knew his mom would yell at him for (sorry for egging you on), but of course it will come in very handy when he has everyone over (hint, hint). I just love Ikea. I know no one cares about that part. They just want to hear about the clubbing.
It was going to be our night out at Duvet (my faveeee): just me, Melissa and Catherine. Kenneth was working the Envision event that night, so we knew we would see him there. Cat and I had already said that we weren’t going to dance with guys, so we tried our best to stick to the plan. Shockingly, it was a reallllly awesome night at the club. Every guy asked us to dance, and we kindly declined. Unfortunately, they weren’t serving alcohol, though, because it was a Welcome Week party and there were tons of underage people there; not as many freshmen as I would have though though. I ended up making a TON of (guy) friends that night ;) ya know, did the whole swapping numbers thing and now we text back and forth ahahaha. There was this one guy there, Eric, that Melissa and I thought was pretty cute and he was really into Melissa too (for the time being) and he was kind enough to protect us at the club and make sure none of the nasty, sleaze balls attacked us (don’t worry, Phil was in Canada so he wasn’t there… ahahah JKLOL). He was very gentlemanly and nice (yes, I realize I overuse that word, but I can’t help it!). He introduced us to his friend Jason, and then I made friends with these guys, Jaisean and Forbes, from New Jersey. They were cool too; just, ya know, chill :) overall a veryyy good night at the club. As Rob and Maggie would say, when you go clubbing as much as we do, you’re bound to have a good night every once in a while.
We tried to plan something to start the year right, but it was sort of a total fail. Maggie, Rob, and I started the day by getting lunch in my neighborhood, getting bubble tea in Chinatown, chilling at Rob’s apartment, and going shopping for a bit in Union Square. That’s where Gary met up with us after he came back from Stony Brook. It was supposed to be an awesome night out with Michelle and everyone, but it sort of failed, because SoHo sushi cards now or they’ll serve you in tea cups. Didn’t work that well and definitely wasn’t worth it considering how much we paid. We played a very interesting game that led to lots of feeling sharing and walking and sitting and etc. etc. It was a very long night, even though it actually wasn’t that long. It got weird though when I was texting one of the guys that I had met the night before. He was looking for something to do in the city that night, and so were we, but that went nowhere because I stopped texting him the minute it got awkward. Didn’t want to give him the wrong idea, ya know?
When we got back to my place, I decided I wanted to check out a party Dio’s old roommates were having on the 21st floor, but by the time we got there all the drinks were gone and most of the people had left. I downed some whiskey and we ate some awesome pretzel sticks. It was cool to see his roommates again though, especially since they now live in my building. The night ended with me showing everyone my dorm: lounges, gym, game room, cellar, etc. The Gary and Rob left, because Gary needed to use his unlimited daily metrocard as much as possible before the next day.
This was an insanely weird day. It started off when Eric (yeah, the guy from the night at Duvet) texted me to see if I wanted to play volleyball with him and some friends at Seward Park. Uh, no, because I don’t play sports ahaha. Maggie and I got madd excited because we thought something might actually happen, but nope. Nothing. We just took the subway back to Queens, because I was going to spend the day with my family and have a big dinner before the start of school. While I’m at home, Eric texts me (we’ve been texting on and off all day at this point) to tell me they’re going to Je’bon. LOL I swear that that’s every asians’ favorite place on St. Marks. I obviously couldn’t go alone, because who knew what kinds of people he hung out with. I quickly made the call to Melissa to come out with me, and luckily she was with Johnny and thank god Rob was only at home hard boiling an egg, because they all agreed to come as my wingmen ahahahah!
Thus, I rush back to Manhattan, dump all my stuff in my room, and head to Palladium to meet up with Mel and Johnny in his dorm. From there we met Rob and went over to St. Marks. His group of friends was NOT what I was expecting. It was a pretty big group clustered outside the restaurant, but they seemed to be broken off into little cliques. Eric introduced us to some people, and they were nice enough to get to know us. Well I found out a lot of them go to a bunch of different schools and they have very similar hobbies to our group of guys (by that I mean dota, video games, volleyball). Rob didn’t see happy or up to making new friends :( that made me sad. He was lying left and right about playing volleyball in Seward Park (turns out that he knew Eric from seeing him in the park a couple of times). One of Eric’s friends, John, had a place on St. Mark’s, so he invited everyone over to check it out.
We didn’t really do much there except admire the place and talk about anything and everything. The place wasn’t the fanciest thing, but it was perfect for the 4 people living there and the price they were paying. We stayed there for an hour or two before heading out again. We didn’t do much after that, just lots of loitering on the street: in front of m2m, at the street corner near the subway, in front of Palladium. There wasn’t much else to do, so they all left to take the subway home. I went over to Johnny’s to chill some more, and then Wen Hao called me out. We met up with him, George, Brendon, and Patrick in Union Square and did some more loitering before we decided we were extremely tired and just wanted to all go home, except maybe the Hunter guys. They were ready to keep the night going, but Mel, Johnny, and I realized that we had been standing around for hours doing nothing and just wanted to sleep. It wasn’t a very eventful night, but I had an awesome time meeting new people and just hanging out, no drinks or liquor in sight. We just talked and enjoyed each other’s company.
After a whole morning and afternoon of doing nothing but chill in the room, we had a little excitement in our day at Gramercy Green when the fire alarm went off in the early evening. Of course, the smoke/fire was coming from the 8th floor. But don’t worry, it was just a loose screw ;) but that ruined the pizza Amanda and Manoa were going to make, so Lindsy and I decided to make a hearty veggie pasta dish with olive oil sauce. It turned out very delish and even though Amanda and Manoa eventually made their food using a different oven, Chelsea and Claire had come over so we shared our dinner with them.
That night we head out as a group (around 20 people? supa legit) to Bowery Poetry Club because a bunch of NYU bands were performing, including Menya and Nyle. It was also supposed to be a 90s junior high dance party, so we got all dressed up in our kiddy gear and got pumped and tipsy for some awesome 90s music. There was tons of dancing all night! It was such a good party! There were tons of people there, and for $3 (discount for dressing like the 90s) I totally got my share of fun. I danced on stage, met Goose from Menya, and caught an awesome Nyle show. I don’t understand why people haven’t had more 90s parties in the past. The music from that decade is simply awesomeeeee!
So it’s Labor Day aka the day before classes start, and I did nothing. I barely left the building. Actually, I never did step out once. Erin decided to have everyone over for dinner, so every one gather in the guys room on the 19th floor to sample Chef Rioux’s cooking skills. I must say, I was very impressed with the way he pulled everything off, even though it seemed like he was running around stressed the entire night. I hope there are plenty more of these dinner nights to come.
Classes have begun. I showed up at my first class at 9:30 and, after waiting the obligatory 30 minutes, left because the t.a. never showed up. I mean, I knew it was recitation and expected it to not take place, but I was never informed, so BLAHHH, waste of my morning. And for the first day, I wore really uncomfortable shoes and ended up walking over 2 miles in them :( And thus my year begins.