It's just me. Rambling

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December 2

Hilarious.

Interning with Sean Avery was by far one of the funniest experiences of my life. He sure does know how to make a girl look good. I LOVE how he is now referred to as ” Vogue Intern.” I mean, it’s not like he was ever a New York Ranger or anything. 
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I saw this dog today, took a picture, and emailed it to my mom with the subject saying, ” Did Patch run away from home and come visit me at school?” She is twin of Patchie. Well actually, Patch is cuter. But duh, you already knew that. She could be her sister. Anyway. Even though I admit I strongly dislike my East Asian Poetry, okay actually, the TIME in which my East Asian Poetry class meats ( Tuesdays and Thursday 6:30 9:00 PM,) there is actually something we read that really interested me. This is rare occusion, so I must take note of it. We had to read this essay about the book called the Essays of Idleness.  This book is broken up into over 200 sections, with each section being essays about numerous topics.  There is one section called ” Suggestion,” which is about how sometimes in life it is not seeing a fully blossomed rose that interests us, but it is seeing the rose before it blooms that lets our imagination have room to expand. ( Honestly I have no idea what this book is really about, and I am awful at understanding these deep philosophies of life, but it sounds nice and actually does interest me.  Under the suggestion chapter, Keene writes,  ” In all things, it is the beginnings and ends that are interesting. Does the love between men and women refer only to the moments when are in each other’s arms? The man who grieves over a love affair broken off before it was fulfilled, who bewails empty vows, who spends long autumn nights alone, who lets his thoughts wander to distant skies, who yearns for the past in a dilapidated house— such a man truly knows what love means.” I like that. A lot

I saw this dog today, took a picture, and emailed it to my mom with the subject saying, ” Did Patch run away from home and come visit me at school?” She is twin of Patchie. Well actually, Patch is cuter. But duh, you already knew that. She could be her sister.

Anyway.

Even though I admit I strongly dislike my East Asian Poetry, okay actually, the TIME in which my East Asian Poetry class meats ( Tuesdays and Thursday 6:30 9:00 PM,) there is actually something we read that really interested me. This is rare occusion, so I must take note of it.

We had to read this essay about the book called the Essays of Idleness. 

This book is broken up into over 200 sections, with each section being essays about numerous topics. 

There is one section called ” Suggestion,” which is about how sometimes in life it is not seeing a fully blossomed rose that interests us, but it is seeing the rose before it blooms that lets our imagination have room to expand. ( Honestly I have no idea what this book is really about, and I am awful at understanding these deep philosophies of life, but it sounds nice and actually does interest me. 

Under the suggestion chapter, Keene writes, 

” In all things, it is the beginnings and ends that are interesting. Does the love between men and women refer only to the moments when are in each other’s arms? The man who grieves over a love affair broken off before it was fulfilled, who bewails empty vows, who spends long autumn nights alone, who lets his thoughts wander to distant skies, who yearns for the past in a dilapidated house— such a man truly knows what love means.”

I like that. A lot

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Note to self:

Do NOT take Ambien and try to stay awake. Unless you want to hallucinate. If that is the case, take two. 
December 1
Update: At the airport in DC, flight is delayed till 3 and I’m drinking a delicious strawberry smoothie. Maryssa and I bought tons of magazines so we are set. I wonder if I’ll ever get back to Bloomington.
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My luck.

Okay, so I was joking when I said I wanted my flight to be canceled. I got to the airport, and of course my flight IS canceled. I will now be getting to Indy at 4:30. Kill me.
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No smoking?
No smoking?
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LaGuardia here I come
LaGuardia here I come
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I will miss New York. Is it bad that I sort of wish my flight is canceled?! I love Bloomington but I will miss the city. Only two weeks till I’m back.
I will miss New York. Is it bad that I sort of wish my flight is canceled?! I love Bloomington but I will miss the city. Only two weeks till I’m back.
November 30

Reminder.

Do not go out till 4 in the morning when you have tons of work to do the next day.

Homework is out of the question. Completely.

I went out last night, saw tons of friends around the city, and ended up walking up Park Avenue, dancing, and signing to myself, taking in the not so fresh air that for some reason on Park Avenue seems cleaner.

I finally realized I was cold, and wasn’t going to walk across Central Park by myself, so I reluctantly got in a cab and without fail started talking to my cab driver because I wasn’t going to start calling people at that ridiculous hour.

He told me it was a good idea I left this city because he can’t stand it. I told him I needed to go away but I would be back for good in a couple of years. He then slowed down at the yellow light he easily could have gone through, looked back at me and said, ” I know, there is something about this city. I hate it but if I left I know I would have to come back.”

It’s true. There really is something about this city. 

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“ Let things come to you The quote on my Yogi Tea bag. I’m not so sure I agree with this. I normally am one to go after something if I want it badly enough. Should I try and sit on the sidelines and wait for things to come to me? 
November 29
Gorgeous MacKenzie. She’s ten years old and already a knockout.
Gorgeous MacKenzie. She’s ten years old and already a knockout.
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On our way to Connecticut. I brought my cashmere sweater. You know, so I don’t feel too out of place.
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Is it weird that it only takes me ten minutes tops to get ready to go ANYWHERE?

I feel like I need to go to Sephora tomorrow, buy tons of makeup and pretend like I care really care about those kinds of things. 

I should have been a guy. Seriously. 

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Walking in Riverside Park with my dad mom and Patch. It’s gorgeous out. Off to Connecticut in a couple hours.
Walking in Riverside Park with my dad mom and Patch. It’s gorgeous out. Off to Connecticut in a couple hours.