Sunday, July 27, 2008
a current of thoughts
I feel like there's a lot on my mind but I have no idea how to put it all into words. I feel like I have so much to do and that I need to get my shit together! The prospect of returning to school looms over my head like a heavy black cloud.. A part of me wants to go but another part of me wants to buy a oneway ticket to anywhere but here and begin life on my own. Regardless of what happens this year, next summer I MUST go on a continental tour. I'd love to visit Spain and meet some blokes in England. I'd love to embrace my French culture in Paris, visit the pyramids in Egypt, and risk getting bitten by something poisonous in Australia. I'd love to go back to China and see all the new Japanese innovations. I want to try authentic Thai food and buy an Italian leather jacket. I feel like a crack feign who has an insatiable urge to get out of the U.S. Don't get me wrong, I love it here but I feel like there's so much I need to see. It'd be so awesome to have the funds to travel the entire world. Why the hell can't people like me win the lottery?!?!?!?! I need to live a healthier life. I could stand to lose a few pounds and tighten up my body since afterall, it is a wonderland. I'm not exactly gonna buy into eating all that organic shit but I'd love to give giving up a soda a more serious effort. I need to get out of the house more often and when I do I need to frequent other places besides the bars.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
losing my (blogging) virginity!!!
I'm completely surprised that I didn't start one of these before! I'm one of those people who kept a journal growing up & the type of person who'd spend hours commenting & replying to posts online. Every time I'd watch an episode of Run's House, his morning prayers would serve as a reminder to create one. Nonetheless, my habitual procrastination hindered me from doing such. I've finally come to the realization that despite the exploitation of my personal life, pictures & actions on facebook, everyone should be allowed (or priveleged, really) to access a deeper view into my thoughts & how i feel about whatever topics i choose to yap about in detail.
....so my dad decided to volunteer his lovely children to pick up a complete stranger from JFK airport, yayyyy. Only one of us agreed to do it, but we figured we'd bond & all go together: me, damaly & bean. We ran a few errands beforehand & even purchased some food from our favorite Spaniard spot, Fiesta. I thoroughly enjoyed my arroz de camarones as we all exchanged stories, chuckling all the way into New York. Sounds like fun right? It was, but the fun was shortlived. The Haititan stranger's flight was delayed (of course) & rather than arriving at 7:30, we are instead waiting for her plane to land 'around 11:30'. Riiiiiiiigggggghhhhhhttttt. We're gonna be here til 2.
What would a night be if damaly didn't almost get us arrested? We decided to park illegally on what damaly deemed a 'small curve', but is more commonly referred to as an off ramp, to sleep away the time. Seeing as how we did just eat, sleeping was obviously the next step. Naturally, several other Haitians (we're ever the trendsetters) had already done the same. Approxiametely 20 minutes into our shut-eye some police man comes along blaring his horn indicating for all cars to migrate to the parking lot. We didn't like his tone so we were all in agreeance that we were gonna drive as slowly as possible & hinder any forward movement the silly copper had in mind. Did i mention my sister was also shouting profanities & flipping him a perfectly manicured bird? We let every car in front of us & made a valiant & rather successful effort to put a damper on his night. you're welcome!
....so my dad decided to volunteer his lovely children to pick up a complete stranger from JFK airport, yayyyy. Only one of us agreed to do it, but we figured we'd bond & all go together: me, damaly & bean. We ran a few errands beforehand & even purchased some food from our favorite Spaniard spot, Fiesta. I thoroughly enjoyed my arroz de camarones as we all exchanged stories, chuckling all the way into New York. Sounds like fun right? It was, but the fun was shortlived. The Haititan stranger's flight was delayed (of course) & rather than arriving at 7:30, we are instead waiting for her plane to land 'around 11:30'. Riiiiiiiigggggghhhhhhttttt. We're gonna be here til 2.
What would a night be if damaly didn't almost get us arrested? We decided to park illegally on what damaly deemed a 'small curve', but is more commonly referred to as an off ramp, to sleep away the time. Seeing as how we did just eat, sleeping was obviously the next step. Naturally, several other Haitians (we're ever the trendsetters) had already done the same. Approxiametely 20 minutes into our shut-eye some police man comes along blaring his horn indicating for all cars to migrate to the parking lot. We didn't like his tone so we were all in agreeance that we were gonna drive as slowly as possible & hinder any forward movement the silly copper had in mind. Did i mention my sister was also shouting profanities & flipping him a perfectly manicured bird? We let every car in front of us & made a valiant & rather successful effort to put a damper on his night. you're welcome!