"You've made me so very happy..."

So it's totally official.  No going back now!  I am officially leaving the New York.  It might not be for forever.  I might be back before anyone even notices I'm gone, but in order to save lots and lots of time and money and money and money and time, I'm heading back to the blue turf to finish up the school stuff.

Reasons I don't want to go...

Rachel is fabulous.  Best NYC friend by far.

Awesome adventures.  Even better people.

Seeing my FAVE roman statue whenever I want.

Central Park :)

Them :)

Having the best things in common (like Jude Law Love) with my roommate

Breathing the same air as JUDE LAW!

So (sigh) I'm heading home.  Can't wait, but can't wait to come back!

"I think I like how the day sounds through this new song..."

I like lists.  Here's a great one of some of the crap I've realized since moving to NY.

1.  I don't like sleeping in.  How many of you just fell off your chairs?  Ha it's true.  I absolutely hate sleeping in past 9:00 or so.  For someone who used to sleep for days if there was nothing better to do, this is quite a confession.

2.  I'm not sure what the world sounds like without my ipod playing.  It is constantly attatched to my head and when it dies and I have to recharge it I literally feel withdrawal pains.  My fall soundtrack right now:

*"I Won't Disagree" by Kate Voegele

*"Simple As It Should Be" by Tristan Prettyman

*"Love Remains The Same" by Gavin Rossdale

*"Rooftops" by Lost Prophets

*"The Chinatown Bus" by Bishop Allen

*"Eyes" by Rogue Wave

*"1901" by Phoenix

*"Race You Back Home" by Elizabeth and the Catapult

*"How The Day Sound" by Greg Laswell

*"Taking Chances" by Vedera

*"Empire State of Mind" by Jay Z (i think i would be shot if i didn't love this song)

*"Ferris Wheels" by I Am Kloot

*"Paparazzi" by Lada Gaga (duh)

3.  I hate yoga.  I know it's one of those things I am supposed to like, but seriously.  I think I'm a little too immature for it.  I just end up giggling halfway through.  I don't feel better or stronger or more limber after I do it.  I just feel like an idiot the whole time.

4.  I love Jonathan Rhys Myers.  LOVE.  Is there a word stronger than love?  I just watched Vanity Fair for the millionth time.  I still don't know what that movie is about, but JRM has this crazy hair mohawk thing going on.  I love him.  I think I may have seen every movie he has ever been in.  We are pretty much engaged.

(I mean, right?)

5.  I also love James Franco.  He and I go back a little farther than Johnathan and I do.  All the way back to Freaks and Geaks.  That's love baby.

6.  Personal space means absolutely nothing anymore.  It doesn't matter where I am, waiting to cross the street, in line for some magnolias, and especially on the subway, people will basically sit in my lap and I hardly notice.  I like the subway.  Cute boys ride the subway.

7.  I like making people deliver my food.  I get a rush out of it.  I will even make West Way Cafe deliver and they aren't even a full block away from my apartment.  Sometimes when all I want is a diet coke I order Empire Corner just so somebody else will bring it to me.  Sooo worth it.

8.  I hate professional pictures of babies.  I know it doesn't really go with my whole "I want to be a photographer" gig, but I really hate them.  New babies are kind of creepy with weird alien heads and skinny arms and legs sticking out all over the place.  (Bring on the shocked voices)  Plus it's hard to maneuver them into very many positions so the same pictures get taken over and over and over again.  and again.  Boring.  I seriously want to slap the people that put the "special delivery" sign on their kids backs.  So over it.  Can I tell people that I refuse to photograph their child until it can at least sit up on its own?

9.  I heart New York.  I know everybody hearts New York, but I seriously seriously do.  I thought I did before, and then I thought I seriously hated it, but now I am in love.  It smells like fall and there are leaves everywhere...and you can't beat a starbucks in every other building just bursting with carmel apple cider.

I've been walking home from school alot lately.  Don't ask me why.  If you know New York at all, you know it is FAR....like other side of the world far.  I think I've just realized that it's almost over and I want to take in all I can.  I love Central Park.  She's up there with JRM and cupcakes.

10.  Book stores are my new favorite obsession.  I can't get enough.  I will even browse the same books in different bookstores because I like the cover.  And at barnes and noble there is the added bonus of starbucks :) 

Well that's it for now!  I've got a lot more to talk about and I totally will be back soon!

LOve and stuff...

:)

 

"Life is uncertain. Eat dessert first." ~Ernestine Ulmer

So i'm sitting on my bed listening to the never ending (literally) party that seems to be going on in the street and here's the thing: it's cold. Not like i'm going to freeze and why is my window open sort of cold, but i wish i could curl up with a thick blanket and hot chocolate kind of cold. Definately a sweater if not a jacket weather, and while I normally dread the coming cold weather like most kids dread the coming school year, the idea of autumn in new york is really exciting for me. I can't wait for all the leaves to change color and for an excuse to wear tights and boots. In anticipation of this new season, i bought leather gloves. Beautiful "i want to frame these more than i want to wear these" short, yellow, leather gloves. I've come to realize how much i take Target for granted back home. There are two in the city and not one of those is in manhattan. I sure did make the trek to the bronx in the scary dark time when nice, young, blonde, mormon girls are told not to go to the bronx, risking my life for these fabulous gloves. Everyone back home should take a moment and give their local Target a hug just for being in a convenient location.

So other than the gloves, which undoubtably are the highlight of my last 20 days here, not a whole lot has been going on. Rachel and I wound up wandering around the East Village today to find her internship then we headed to Canal Street and Little Italy to celebrate a saint. It was insane! So many people...think Boise River Festival amount of people all crammed into about 3 blocks. We had terrible service at Rudy's Pizza (nothing new) but we did dessert first with amazing gelato at Ferraro's. It was fun other than the fact that I basically broke something in my foot making it pretty impossible to walk these last couple of days, which makes it impossible to do anything in the city. So I sucked it up, went out, and probably broke whatever was left unbroken. Now it hurts...

The other night, we went down to Union Square to wander for awhile. Got distracted by Sephora, (tried on A LOT of makeup - see picture below) found the chocolate restaurant, introduced Rachel to Ricky's (one of my top favorite places in Manhattan), and found Crumbs!!!

I am a loyal Magnolia Bakery patron, but i'm more loyal to the cupcake then to the operation. If ever there was a cupcake heaven, it would be at Crumbs. I got the cappuccino cupcake and ate the whole thing for dinner.

It was HUGE. One of the good things about New York is that they label everything with calories. Lets just say it was the ONLY thing i ate for dinner and for the rest of the night. But it was worth it.

its the first!

So today was not as hot as yesterday, but i am hotter right now than both days combined. weird. i went to the opera last week: la boheme. Who knew that it is basically the opera version of rent? or is rent the musical version of la boheme? All I know is that I had to sit on the concrete for two hours outside of lincoln center, but hey, it was free and there were hot dogs and afterward, there was pinkberry so all in all it was a pretty successful night.

I walked across the brooklyn bridge on Saturday night in a long sleeved shirt. that was dumb. but i got to eat pizza in brooklyn and i only waited in line for two and half hours to get it. that's new york for ya.
The waffle party capped the weekend off on sunday with delicious mickey mouse shaped chocolate chip, blueberry, rasberry waffles. My mom says i'm not allowed to complain about being here anymore because of this. I still reserve my right to complain because right now i'm just about as bored as ever and really wish i was at carinos eating a bowfest right about now.

I went to chinatown yesterday with Rachel, Tricia, and Alycia. Canal street never ceases to amaze me. I even dream of little chinese women attacking me with papers yelling "guccipradachanel!" at the top of their lungs. They're good dreams though. Who doesn't need a little more guccipradachanel in their lives? I ate a ridiculous amount of food at Shanghai House and I'm still eating it today. In fact, I will still be eating it tomorrow too. Chinatown turned into the village, the village turned into union square and all of that led me to collapse on my bed and watch dexter for the rest of the night.

I really need to get a job, but that is so low on my list of priorities it's kind of shocking. All I want to do is eat and sleep, which is nothing new, but I'm exhausted just thinking about looking for a job. Maybe I will ride this financial aid wave for the whole semester...but i really want a faux fur vest sweater thing from h&m. I should get a job.

Anyways...how's that for a first blog? I will get pictures up soon, i promise. My camera died and i would have to dig to find the charger, and you all know how much i hate to dig.