Those silly white people.

Since I know that no one except my sister, MR, reads this, I'm going to post directly to her.

Stuff White People Like kind of hits home.
Let's take a moment to count the ones that directly apply to me...

76: Bottles of water
75: Threatening to move to Canada
73: Gentrification
72: Study abroad
71: Being the only white person around
65: Co-ed sports
64: Recycling
63: Expensive sandwiches
62: Knowing what's best for poor people
61: Bicycles
58: Japan
57: Juno
55: Apologies
53: Dogs
51: Living by the water
50: Irony
49: Vintage
47: Art degrees
44: Public radio
43: Plays
42: Sushi
41: Indie music
40: Apple products
39: Netlix
36: Breakfast places
35: The Daily Show/Cobert Report
34: Architecture
32: Vegetarian
31: Snowboarding
29: 80's Night
28: Not having a TV
26: Manhattan [now Brooklyn, too]
24: Wine
23: Microbreweries
20: Being and expert on your culture
19: Traveling
18: Awareness
15: Yoga
13: Tea
10: Wes Anderson movies
6: Organic food
5: Farmer's markets
3: Film festivals
2: Religions their parents don't belond to
1: Coffee

Quite a list. 46 in total.
Unfortunately, I can't make any excuses or apologies for my actions.

And although there are at least one grammatical error in every post.... it's still kind of funny.

Anime, ah knee meh.

I'm watching Steam Boy right now, and I've realized, though it's a great movie so far, that there are common problems in a lot of the most famous anime.

Namely; location. I don't understand why the majority of anime films take place outside of Japan, generally in Western Europe. The culture, and obviously language, unless you're silly enough to watch the dubbed versions, still remains. In fact, movies like Kiki's Delivery Service are completely Japanese in culture.

I guess American movies tend to do similar things. Actually a lot of American films take place in other countries with American culture portrayed, and I realize I'm being hypocritical....

But, that doesn't mean that a typical British man in Steam Boy has to look exactly like Abraham Lincoln. I think that Japanese culture is fantastic, and not everyone should be blonde and European. That's all.

This was clearly a pointless rant. Hmmm.

Riding that train...

It's halfway through February, and I haven't updated... well, you know.

More things have changed in my life than I know what to even focus on.
But moral of the story, I kind of feel like things have changed - and will continue to change - in really drastic ways over the next few months.

I still have my same job, but the crazy manager [who obviously didn't last] is gone for good. In fact, it's actually kind of funny how it happened. And some of the old people came back, and I'm trying to keep in contact with the ones that didn't. Also, I feel like I'm made some really important bonds of friendship with a lot of them, though the majority of workers there are between three and thirteen years older than I am. And while that sounds sketchy, it's not at all.

I decided on a new major that is what my mom calls "a waste," as well as two fairly useful minors. But as long as I actually want to go to and enjoy my classes, I think it's actually a better choice in the long run.
Also, I decided to do spring semester abroad next year in Ireland. I've always complained about the students who only go for a semester, but I feel like I'm giving up too much by not being in New York for an entire year. Boo.

So that's life, and now it's time for Korean food in K-Town.

When the moon hits your eye...

I've discovered that I do, in fact, still have a job. For some reason, I, along with two other employees, managed to slip through the system by default...story of my life.

Also, I have to go back to Connecticut again today until monday. I think I just really do need to be home for a bit right now.

It's too late to apologize.

I haven't updated in a very long time. I figured I left this blog along with Worcester... but I decided I enjoy the idea of this.


So here are some updates in my life since;

I ended working at the engineering company as an intern, and moved back to New York, into an apartment with my three best friends.
I happened upon a hosting job at a famous restaurant in TriBeCa.
I gained an entire new family and home from my fantastic co-workers.
The restaurant got a new manager from outside the company, and as it stands, the majority of former workers - and all my former mangager, whom I love - have left. I feel I have no choice but to leave, as well... it's not the same anymore.
I'm questioning my current major; marketing with a specialization in advertising. I no longer know what I want to do with my life. I feel like I have no direction.
I got scouted by a casting dirctor for a fairly famous photographer in New York as a model, but I unfortunately didn't get hired for the actual job. It would have been fun though, right?


I've decided to see where I stand with my job after Thanksgiving break, and will plan accordingly. I feel a job hunt, and resume update may be in order.

My sister expects me to post everyday.

These are the mistakes I've made this week;


Ralph Lauren Cableknit Sweater
Damage; $36


Tommy Hilfiger Espadrilles
Damage; $24


BCBGirls Quilted Ballet Flats
Damage; $30


Nine West Patent Leather Pumps
Damage; $35


Seven for All Mankind Skinny Jeans
Damage; $114

Assorted Gap & Victoria's Secret
Damage; $55


Ryan Adams - Easy Tiger
Damage; $13


Total Damage; $307

Was it worth it? o_0
Yes.

Why am I so retarded?

So, there is basically one guy [an employee, not an intern] at this company around my age who is cute and normal. Not my type at all, but it seems compared to all these balding old men and dorky interns, he is a real catch.
This is our history....


First Meeting:
[Going down two flights of stairs]
T: Hey.
Me: Hi.
T: Anything exciting planned this weekend?
Me: Yes... [mind blanks] What do I have planned this weekend?

Second Meeting:
[Dad sits down at T's table, as do I]
Dad: This is my daughter, Space Alien.
T: Do people call you Space Alien?
Dad: Her friends call her Space Alien or Spac.
Me: It doesn't matter, I go by both.
T: I think I'll call you what the boss [my dad] calls you.
[Continue talking about other things for the rest of lunch]

Third Meeting:
[During company-wide meeting, T & friends sit down in front of dad and me]
Dad: So how many people in the company do you know?
Me: [Not wanting to play along] I only know like 10 people.
T: [Turns around] You know us.
Me: That's true.
Dad: [Continues rambling]

Fourth Meeting:
[In Best Buy, looking for Interview with the Vampire, just to waste time]
T: [Walks up] Hey, what movie are you looking for?
Me: Well, it's not a comedy, I guess I'm in the wrong section.
T: Okay, I'll see you later.


Is this what being socially awkward means?
THIS HAD NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE! Ahhh.

"What are men compared to rocks and mountains?"

Every time I watch Pride & Prejudice [2004], I realize all over again what an incredible movie it is. Not just because of the actors, but the directing and the beautiful filming.

Each time I finish, I have am overwhelming desire to watch it again right away. I think I saw it 4 times in one week when I first got it.


Harry Potter extravaganza tonight!

You're the reason I'm leaving

Oh hey.

This is a picture of Prince Andrea Casiraghi of Monaco. Only 23-years old, and an image of perfection; just look at his hippie-hipster outfit.

Did I mention he lives in New York? [...I assume with his current girlfriend. Boo.]

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea

"Good taste only tastes good to the people who think they have good taste; a good taste can be very uncreative & boring. Good taste is something very bourgeois, very established, so it needs fresh air. People we consider to have bad taste are very happy with their bad taste. It’s not our problem. It’s pretentious to think one is an arbiter of taste. Who cares?"
-Karl Lagerfeld