Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Little rocket in the sky
Random techno song that always put me in a good mood. It's well needed, I've been quite lethargic and apathetic.
I can't seem to get out of this rut.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Washington Heights
My new home. It's now 3 months into living in this neighborhood. I love it. C'est tout que j'imaginerai, et tout que je voudrais. I finally went down to Coogan's (this bar and grill on Bway and 168th) for dinner tonight. It's the type of place that just reminds me of LI and my routines and habits: Getting food in good company in a cool restaurant, with a bunch of drunkards in the background going at it on the kareoke machine.
I've been doing a good job of living for me. I think after a week of bullshit and sloth, I put my life into perspective once again and I think I'll do fine with things. It's a shame that for me to become less apathetic towards school, I had to resort to a gruesome all-nighter with Brent, Jurell, and Lara, and of course the everso amusing power-half-an-hour. Binging on Amps and weed, put things in a different light... and well I think I just gotta keep at it.
On a different note, the ghosts have returned once again, but I welcome them this time. Their dispart will not concern me no more, but their arrival will not be taken as lightly as before... Qu'est-ce je devrais faire?
I've been doing a good job of living for me. I think after a week of bullshit and sloth, I put my life into perspective once again and I think I'll do fine with things. It's a shame that for me to become less apathetic towards school, I had to resort to a gruesome all-nighter with Brent, Jurell, and Lara, and of course the everso amusing power-half-an-hour. Binging on Amps and weed, put things in a different light... and well I think I just gotta keep at it.
On a different note, the ghosts have returned once again, but I welcome them this time. Their dispart will not concern me no more, but their arrival will not be taken as lightly as before... Qu'est-ce je devrais faire?
Friday, October 10, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
:)
Tegan and Sara were amazing in concert. If you haven't seen them before, you should.
They are great musicians, and extremely endearing on stage.
Meg Caitlin and myself went to the show after an afternoon of sketch-shopping on Canal st. for handbags. Haha, we were literally in the back of a van looking through bags. I had to take a break though from the bag hunt, and had to trek all over SoHo to find a starbucks... which surprisingly was hard to find... but only b/c i took the most bumbfucky route to get to it. In any case, We met some great eccentrics selling jewelry off of spring st. and I saw Tyson Beckford in front of the Tommy Hilfiger store in SoHo. Woot Woot!
They are great musicians, and extremely endearing on stage.
Meg Caitlin and myself went to the show after an afternoon of sketch-shopping on Canal st. for handbags. Haha, we were literally in the back of a van looking through bags. I had to take a break though from the bag hunt, and had to trek all over SoHo to find a starbucks... which surprisingly was hard to find... but only b/c i took the most bumbfucky route to get to it. In any case, We met some great eccentrics selling jewelry off of spring st. and I saw Tyson Beckford in front of the Tommy Hilfiger store in SoHo. Woot Woot!
Saturday, October 4, 2008
I'm still here. I still wait. I still wonder.
...but you're losing me.
I'm flustered. I'm freezing up. I'm cloudy.
I miss you...
I want to be with you, but it's becoming clearer that it's something that only I still see. I don't know what to do with you, but I think i need to back off a bit... for my sanity. For fear that I may not be able to keep going if I stand here waiting for you.
...but you're losing me.
I'm flustered. I'm freezing up. I'm cloudy.
I miss you...
I want to be with you, but it's becoming clearer that it's something that only I still see. I don't know what to do with you, but I think i need to back off a bit... for my sanity. For fear that I may not be able to keep going if I stand here waiting for you.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Metropolitan Nomad
Continuing with this trend of being a modern-day wanderer. I've been frequenting Westchester and Long Island a lot. Class has become stressful, and as a result, I end up spending more time on campus. Partly because of the work, but mostly because of the relief i get from being around people i like and some minor amounts of substances to take the mind off of the day.
Between class and work, I'm always exhausted and have been to preoccupied to think. This weekend was a change of pace, since I was off for the majority of the weekend. I had to wander to Long Island and then to Westchester all within the span of a day and a half. I got to see Tran on Sunday. We went out to get coffee, and had out readings done by a spastic guy with tarot cards at the table behind us. He was strange, and vague in the readings... though he mentioned that he'd only just begun to memorize them. Meh...
Um. This was also the weekend that I had to say bye to Rachel. 13 years of knowing this chick, and she's leaving for North Carolina at the end of this week. Strange girl she is, but we have history. Myself, Roy and Rachel went out for a simple Goodbye meal. Well for Roy and I that meant getting drinks at Grand Lux Cafe. She ate, we drank, it was so.... us. She was a little sentimental, but the Big Red enjoyed herself. We were so loud, in typical fashion. Now we're less one crazy bitch on this Island... This is really the end of an era.
The funny thing is, I got together with the Lags Saturday night, and we were quite nostalgic about Warwick Road. The street which I've lived on all these years was a gathering spot for about 2 years, were everyone would drop by and hang out. Either on the street at my house, but we were always there at night. We had some tight-knit bounds, and stories that defined us 8. But it all unraveled... and now the 8 of us have become scattered chains; only connected by vaguely remembered amistades. Mike brought up Utada, which like Rachel, you had to have been there to truely understand the meaning of that. We sat there in the garage, us 3, the remnants of what was about 4 years ago. We joked of how it's both amazing and a little sad that us three are what's still left of that, and that we can hope for that to be the case in another 4.
It was definitly a week of remenising. I got to see my monkey last night. It was brief, but i was glad to see him. It put my mind at ease. I've become such a worrywart. I need to chill out and not give so much importance to things. I really like this one.
Between class and work, I'm always exhausted and have been to preoccupied to think. This weekend was a change of pace, since I was off for the majority of the weekend. I had to wander to Long Island and then to Westchester all within the span of a day and a half. I got to see Tran on Sunday. We went out to get coffee, and had out readings done by a spastic guy with tarot cards at the table behind us. He was strange, and vague in the readings... though he mentioned that he'd only just begun to memorize them. Meh...
Um. This was also the weekend that I had to say bye to Rachel. 13 years of knowing this chick, and she's leaving for North Carolina at the end of this week. Strange girl she is, but we have history. Myself, Roy and Rachel went out for a simple Goodbye meal. Well for Roy and I that meant getting drinks at Grand Lux Cafe. She ate, we drank, it was so.... us. She was a little sentimental, but the Big Red enjoyed herself. We were so loud, in typical fashion. Now we're less one crazy bitch on this Island... This is really the end of an era.
The funny thing is, I got together with the Lags Saturday night, and we were quite nostalgic about Warwick Road. The street which I've lived on all these years was a gathering spot for about 2 years, were everyone would drop by and hang out. Either on the street at my house, but we were always there at night. We had some tight-knit bounds, and stories that defined us 8. But it all unraveled... and now the 8 of us have become scattered chains; only connected by vaguely remembered amistades. Mike brought up Utada, which like Rachel, you had to have been there to truely understand the meaning of that. We sat there in the garage, us 3, the remnants of what was about 4 years ago. We joked of how it's both amazing and a little sad that us three are what's still left of that, and that we can hope for that to be the case in another 4.
It was definitly a week of remenising. I got to see my monkey last night. It was brief, but i was glad to see him. It put my mind at ease. I've become such a worrywart. I need to chill out and not give so much importance to things. I really like this one.
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