|Alright, Way long overdue post
||[Sep. 10th, 2005|02:02 am]
So it been a little over two weeks now at NYU. Its been the best two weeks of my life. I guess I'll start with the week before. My dad and sister and I stayed in Times Square for vacation. It was a little intimdating thinking I would be living here. Then Sunday August 28th, move in day, was just surreal. You live somewhere for 18 years, and then...you don't. This isn't vacation, or camp, this is real life. This is adulthood. So i pretty much spent the day meeting people in my hall and my roommate. Then I had Stern orientation all week. I met Monica waiting in line to sign in to my hall. She asked if anyone in line was in Stern, and when i said i was, she asked if i could walk her to the building tomorow morning. SInce then we've been really good friends. So Stern orientation was awesome. We fucked around, and were grouped in these 40 person groups where we talk and goof off. Stern gave us a lot of cool shit, and great food all the time. They rented out ESPN Zone for us, and a nice restaurant. Our Orientation Leader, Moh, was awesome. He gave us a lot of insight into the real shit. I met awesome people through my Cohort and hall. My floor sucks, but all my friends in Hayden are pretty much on the fourth floor. Its been so fun just to be a kid. My friend Ed and I have the most ridiculous meals. For dinner one time we had Coco Puffs with Trix, a waffle with strawberries, syrup and ice cream and pizza with peppers and garlic powder. Its fun to be a kid again, after a summer of boring ass work. I wont let myself become that guy, that guy that loses connection to that innate desire to just be silly and funny. There are a lot of places that just dont card. Ed and I went to this jazz club where we got to listen to live music for a couple of hours and they served us beers and whatever. I went to a Yankees game one night. I went clubbin (although unsuccessfully do to my poor dancing capabilities), and there was a mystery Concert with Iron and Wine which was unbelievable. New York is a scary place, but if you have people that love you, and that you love, its very easy to live here. And classes should be okay. I miss home though. I miss the beach, and my family, and my dog. And my restaurants, and car, and my friends. This isnt even in order. I just miss it alll I miss the things I cant remember just as much as the ones I do. I miss the trees and the dirt and all the small details. Life really is what you do while you're waiting to die. Its how we choose to spend our time. Thats why marraige is such a big thing. Its because you promise to dedicate your time to one person. Thats why a career is a big thing, or anything along that line. ANyways, I love it here. I really do. And I miss home so much. I miss all my friends and family. I love you all.