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I'm going to see Ryan Adams in concert on Halloween (even though I've no clue who he is)! I'm going with Kathryn and her parents. Funny, I know!

Then I'm going to see Jesse Malin on November 17 with Nina and Kathryn! Also don't know who he is!
In Rainbows = <3
Woo, yay! I get to go home to Utah over Christmas--for a whole month! Hurray!

(By the way, my icon is of Matthew Bellamy, lead singer of the band Muse, and it looks to me like he's emerging from a taxi or something and staring up at a building? That's always how I imagine the photo before it was made into a beautiful little icon!)

And it's the wee hours of the morning again. Oh god. I really hate this expository writing course I'm taking. It's practically the bane of my life right now. It seems like the effort to which I put in trying to avoid these damn papers kind of ruins my schedule for the day. Writing the Essay, you're affecting my competency in my other classes! Strangely enough, I think I've been doing pretty well in the class. So far, we've only focused on the personal/familiar essay.

It's weird to think I've been in the Big Apple for over a month now. All I can say is that I'm really familiar with the place now. Funny how familiarity has tainted my perception of things. I remember how unimpressed, "underwhelmed" I was when I first set foot on campus. The place was dirty, hot, humid, full of hobos doing random things... I love where I live. I live in the cheapest dorm on campus, and in my opinion, the best. We're situated on Fifth Avenue and Tenth Street, just a couple of blocks from campus but not immediately on the perimeter of Washington Square Park. We're just down the street from Forbes Magazine headquarters, Yeshiva University, Parsons School of Design, and a whole lot of other crap. What more could I ask for? I think the other freshmen are missing out. Suckers.

Plus, our general area is, for the most part, lacking in hobos and other weird sorts. I guess you can say we're in a residential sort of area, for all the buildings that surround us are apartment buildings. NYC is my home away from home. I never imagined I'd be able to say that this early on, so I'm glad I am.

I have decided I'm going to major in international relations and cinema studies. The major in international relations is not set in stone, as it's an honors major at NYU, and you have to apply to get in. Only twenty-five to thirty people get in per year, so definitely highly competitive. The beauty of the major is that it requires one semester of study abroad. Applications are due next year and I really hope I get in. I'll be meeting with my adviser this week to discuss the best way to go about preparing for the application and the like. As for cinema studies, I only decided within the last week that I'd like to try it out. I've always enjoyed film yet felt intimidated about the prospect of pursuing it since I find myself lacking in creativity. Cinema studies will allow me an objective study of film without having to churn out any myself.

I'm still thinking about a minor in environmental studies or a language.

I hate this time of day: the wee hours of the morning. It is always when I'm the hungriest and the most hopeless. I hate essays.

P.S. I've already met Justin Lin, McCaleb Burnett, Sung Kang, Roger Fan, and seen Barack Obama. Don't know whom the first four people are? I didn't, either, until I met them, practically. Go and imdb them.
If I don't write now I might just fall asleep on top of this scanner. Who knows how many hours I've spent scanning a friend's course pack for Comparative Politics. The thing contains all the reading for this semester in that class. It's either this or pay $70 for a bunch of paper printed off of the Internet and photocopies of excerpts from various books related to comparative politics, all nicely bound for you with the readings placed in order.

Really, I don't mind the scanning. It's just that I'm tired and hungry.

But I get to see Rent tonight (even though I've been up since six this morning and have yet to do my homework; it's odd how I haven't had any time to do homework today, seeing as my one and only class got out at 10:45)!! (Pray I don't fall asleep at the show. I won't get a chance to nap before we leave.)

I am now as I type contemplating taking the road less traveled--that is, living the life of a college dropout. Why not? It seems like college is just about doing a bunch of reading on one subject, and then conjuring a bit of insight in class and in papers, which you then get graded on based on how intelligent or intelligent the TA thinks you are. There are so many other things I could be doing, so why bother? Because college is "the right thing." Which is true. It certainly does feel right, this living out on my own and living a life revolving around college thing. After all, school is all I've ever known and all I've ever done. Naturally, after high school, college was the next step to take.

In other news, though, I think I might be getting an "on-campus," work-study job with America Reads America Counts. It entails going to a public school somewhere in the city and doing whatever the teacher I get assigned to tells me to? It would pay $10 an hour, which is nice, plus I get to make my own work schedule.

In other news, I went back to my dorm after class today, only to find a key in my door and no one in the room. Must be that blonde roommate again. How annoying. Good thing I have a laptop lock now. But anyone could've gone in and taken my iPod, suitcase, bunch of other crap. What a moron, though. Unless... someone abducted her while she was on her way in/out of the room?

Sigh... I'm done now. A bajillion more pages to go. Woot.


I finally finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows tonight. Finally.

And I've avoided this site since the release of the book. Hasn't been hard, really. What a wonderful excuse to avoid the Internet completely (though the only real site I avoided was this one). Poop.

I was really surprised that there were quite a number of pages still to be turned after chapter thirty-six (the last chapter), so I was so happy and excited to discover an epilogue following it!!

In exactly one month I will on an airplane headed for New York. I could actually wait longer for that time to come. There's much that's not been done--much I'd intended on accomplishing this summer, or at least started working on...

Oh, I got a hair cut on Sunday, and as per always, am hating it. I vow to grow out my hair longer than it's ever been before!!

I also ordered new glasses today. I just hope I learn to like them. They're very angular, very rectangular... I really wished there'd be some way I could order same the frames I broke, but the site I tried to ordered from canceled an online order I actually made, as it discovered they were no longer in stock.

I sort of don't really know what to do with myself now I'm done following Harry Potter's adventures. He gets to have a private life of his own, I guess, and I get to go back to mine (I guess I never had a public one, but I no longer get to meddle in his!!). Oh how I'm dreading this. Reading about Harry Potter all the time was a much better way to live life.

It's a Bit Soon, But...

This Christmas I will be in one of these places:

  • Utah
  • Malaysia
  • London
But... we'll see about that since I'm still jobless. The Advanta interview was unsuccessful since training doesn't even begin until July 30. (I leave mid-August.)

I'm pretty sure I've snagged that hospital job; just need to wait for that poor sucker to call me back. It's been around ten days or so now. I'll be calling the interviewer dude tomorrow to see what's up!!

I'm also waiting to hear back from the Musician's Friend. I really hope I get it. I need money badly.

I've concluded that if I can't bear the financial stress by the end of my first year of college, I'm moving to London.

I wrote in my journal today for the first since since January 1--just really, really weird. For the first time ever, I think, I didn't (or just forgot to?) consult with my journal about boy stuff (not that that's the only time I ever write in it).

Stayin' Alive

Movie review time.

So I went to the midnight showing of Pirates 3 last night. Too many stories, too many characters, too much scene-jumping--all akin to Pirates 2, really. Effects were great, though (as usual). There was much more emotion in this one, which I quite liked.

Thank you again, Taylor, Jordan, Chris, and Kevin, for covering my ticket!

I'm really surprised that I got to school on time this morning, seeing as I did end up going to bed, but not until 5AM. No, I didn't get here on time. I got here before on time. I feel pretty accomplished, but crap at the same time. I could be getting my rest at a library table but no one else is there doing homework so I'm worried I won't wake up when the bell rings for next class, so I'm on the computer.

I might have to go to training today for my new job at the University Hospital. If I do, it'll be rough. The class runs from 2PM to 10PM tonight. That makes five hours of sleep in over 24 hours, which actually isn't bad but the difficult task will be staying awake at that training class. Oh, but my job entails teaching nurses how to use computers/software/junk at the hospital. I think they're computerizing everything and doing a hospital-wide launch come June, so they are hustling to train everyone before the end of the month.

And I'm officially moving on the night of August 23. I arrive in New York on the morning of August 24 with my family, who will spend a few nights there and leave the day after move-in day.

Being eighteen has been much different from what I envisioned in the past. In the first place, I haven't gotten used to thinking of myself as being eighteen. I find myself having to remind myself all the time. Freedom to do whatever I want is definitely not as positive a thought anymore. I'd rather be free of responsibility.

Anyway, enough of that. What's done's done, and I can be as childish and immature as I want to be.

Rubin Triples

I'm wondering how many triple rooms there are in Rubin. Can anyone direct me to a floor plan of Rubin?



What is your salad dressing of choice?
I don't know, really. Whatever goes well with Asiago salad, maybe? (I believe I tried Asiago salad for the first time today at Sweet Tomatoes.)

What is your favorite fast food restaurant?
Mm... Arby's.

What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?
Chanon Thai Cafe, a little indie Thai restaurant in downtown Salt Lake City.

On average, what size tip do you leave at a restaurant?

What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of?
Hmm, Eggo waffles? Since I'm usually pretty desperate for food in the mornings and will snag whatever's quickest to prepare.

What are your pizza toppings of choice?

What do you like to put on your toast?
Butter or Nutella.

What is your favorite type of gum?
I detest gum.

Number of contacts in your cell phone?
Not many at all.

Number of contacts in your email address book?
Don't know.

What is your wallpaper on your computer?
A photo of Earl's Court's exterior when Coldplay was in concert. There's a giant Coldplay poster on the outside of the building.

How many televisions are in your house?

Are you right-handed or left-handed?
Right handed.

What is your best feature?
Mm, fingers, maybe?

Have you ever had anything removed from your body?
Umm, sure...

Which of your five senses do you think is keenest?
Probably hearing.

When was the last time you had a cavity?
When I was eight.

What is the heaviest item you lifted last?
A huge stack of AP study aid books. I was returning them to the library. Yay!

Have you ever been knocked unconscious?

If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?
Eek, no!

Is love for real?
I'd like to think it's as tangible an entity as can be.

If you could change your name, what would you change it to?
I don't think I could do it, really.

What color do you think looks best on you?
Black or red.

Have you ever swallowed a non-food item by mistake?
A strand of my hair.

Have you ever saved someones life?
Don't think so.

Has someone ever saved yours?

What is in your left pocket?
Not wearing anything with pockets, currently.

Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good movie?
Never seen it. Do I want to?

Do you have hardwood or carpet in your house?

Do you sit or stand in the shower?

Could you live with roommates?
I better be able to. I'm going to start living with roommates in about three months.

How many pairs of flip flops do you own?

Where were you born?
Elizabeth, New Jersey.

Last time you had a run-in with the cops?
When I had my car accident.

What do you want to be when you grow up?
I wish I knew.

Who is number 1 on your top 8?

Are you currently missing someone?
Sort of, I guess.

What mood are you in right now?
Tired, physically and mentally.

What are you listening to?

What are you worried about now?
Grades, college money, money in general, my anti-socialization.

First place you went this morning?
The bathroom.

What can you not wait to do?
Get on an airplane... to go anywhere.

What's the last movie you saw?
In its entirety? The Queen. The last one I've actually stuck in my DVD player and started watching is An Inconvenient Truth.

Do you smile often?

Are you a friendly person?
I think so.

Now that the surveys done what are you going to do?
Finish writing thank you notes I'm including with each of my graduation announcements, hopefully.