April 2011
1 post
Hearts of Darkness
My class has been talking about various race issues within the last couple of weeks. Recently, someone brought up Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad. This is a book I know well. I’ve read and studied it in several classes and I legitimately cannot understand how anyone would think it’s NOT racist. But apparently such ignorance does exist and at NYU no less. Newsflash, if you...
February 2011
1 post
I am going to make them famous...
Find more artists like Kountersound at Myspace Music
December 2010
3 posts
Tischies...
I love Tisch kids. I count them as some of my best friends. Some of the most intelligent and thoughtful people I’ve met have been Tisch students. So I don’t mean this to be offensive to any of them - BUT WHY ARE SOME TISCH PEOPLE SO IGNORANT? How is it that in COLLEGE you still don’t know how to write a research paper? Or know when Columbus sailed the ocean blue? Or even,...
Stars Without Make Up
I must say, this blog post offends me, Whitney. I’m not exactly sure why. But let me try to put my finger on it (as diplomatically as I can). I’m not exactly sure if you posted it because you were offended as well - so I’m not calling you out here. However, I’m intrigued as to why you blogged about this? So maybe you can answer that question for me. I guess what offends me is that there...
November 2010
1 post
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October 2010
1 post
September 2010
1 post
August 2010
1 post
AFRICA...
I learned a lot in Africa - valuable lessons like how-to group shower with ice cold bucket water and how to navigate the halls of the local hospital, but mostly I learned that aside from those relatively small and rather comedic adjustments, Africa is just fine. It’s not scary, it’s not barbaric, it’s not dangerous or disease ridden. It’s beautiful, and welcoming, and...
July 2010
2 posts
March 2010
2 posts
“All My Little Words” by The Magnetic...
December 2009
2 posts
Pierogies
You liked it best when I sautéed them
With onions and oil, though I don’t like onions
You use to hold up the frying pan cover
To shield me from the scalding hot oil
One time, we all made different kinds
Potato, cheese, buffalo chicken, cheese steak
Though you don’t eat steak
We smoked and ate them all afternoon
But we won’t make them like that anymore
They’ll never cook the same without...
October 2009
1 post
After getting into a huge fight with one of my best friends I realized something. The scariest thing in the world is the concept of losing someone you love. I use to think I wasn’t scared of anything, but that’s not true. I am scared of this.
September 2009
4 posts
P.S. Tourism
Unless it was a MARIJUANA farm.
How Tourists Shape My Life
Oh William… while tourism is definitely an annoyance, places where tourism does not exist (like say, New Jersey) are probably not very exciting places to live. So I would take it in great stride that you have already lived in three of them. Not to mention, aren’t we all tourists? At some point in our lives at least. Yes, we probably aren’t so frank and annoying about it. No,...
Totes ready for Julia’s brunch today. In the past week, I feel like I really have come into my own. It’s weird that I feel so different after only one week. But to be honest, it was a pretty epic week filled with strange new NYC experiences and wonderful new people. I’m quite literally having the time of my life… until classes start tomorrow.
Somewhere in the midst of drinking on the roof of my friend’s apartment and watching the sun go down in the financial district I realized… My life is awesome.
August 2009
2 posts
I think I just realized how much I don’t like people. Maybe its cuz I work in retail…
Awkward?
You know what’s really awkward? When you see someone you vaguely know in a store or a mall and you have a brief, yet generic conversation before parting ways. Then, you see them again shortly after. Do you say hi? Nod in acknowledgement? Ignore them altogether? Didn’t we already do this whole awkward dance? Must we repeat it?
July 2009
4 posts
Peter Pan
What is growing up? Do we define maturity as being able to go to school and pay bills or is maturity more like my mother- who after her father left, helped my grandmother take care of four children without being afforded the opportunity to go to college and define herself. We think we are mature because we are in school and somewhat dependent for our own lives, yet we are not dependent for...
isms: racism, ageism, sexism, hairism, and...
My Dear Kendra,
Despite my pessimistic tone in that entry, I did not mean that to offend, as I am simply referring to those managers that- once given a small amount of power abscond to relatively unnecessary and simply obnoxious heights. I personally have had some very good managers- who I not only keep in touch with, but am actually very close friends with and they do indeed have a great number...
To all the managers in the world: You suck.
Yes, dear william… this is true. However, your very being is a constant reminder of what they will never be- young, talented, and actually going places. They realize, by looking at you, that they will never be any of those things- that for you this is just a part time job on the road to full time success… so feel bad for them as I do… pity them if you will. After all, it must...
I have discovered the watermelon slurpee from 7-11… it is a good day.
June 2009
10 posts
more than a thought julia... EPIC.
soundslikenyc:
Knees up against my chin I am watching the cigarette smoke curl, fade into the deep purple of the cloudy sky. The after-thunder smell lingers, trapped between concrete. The small plot of park across the street holds in the moisture, so that the dirt and the new plant fragrance contrasts with the pee and garbage of the streets. Looking out unto the fire escape I wonder how many other...
Just sat in bed with my sister and starbucks, reading Perezhilton and discussing important matters for an hour. It’s moments like these where I am happy to be back in jersey.
After staying in bed and watching Dawson’s Creek for almost two full days, I have come to think about the nostalgia I feel; watching a show I watched as a child. It’s strange because it use to feel so far off and I imagined that my first kiss, my first love, would be just like movies and T.V. Unfortunately, everything is more bittersweet than they let on. Everlasting love is a...
Funny thing...
The other day my dad got a call on his cell phone from a guy looking for some girl. When my dad repeatedly told him he had the wrong number the guy went on to say, “But I met her yesterday, in the back of the Palms hotel… this is (xxx) xxx-xxxx, right?” It was as if he didn’t realize that this poor girl gave him a random number, probably for being the same relentless tool...
Dear Julia:
For a hot second, I thought you would have more fun with your new roommates than you did with me… and then I realized- they’re boys and could not POSSIBLY be as fun as me. Especially since we share a mutual love for mcdonalds and lunchables and gossip girl. But do TRY to have fun with them… at least for the time being- the real fun will be back soon. :)
soundslikenyc:
the...
Things I do while at home...
1. Work
2. Go to doctor’s appointment’s who don’t have the decency to show up and send the “nurse practitioner” to do their work.
3. Make more s’mores than I know what to do with.
4. Sit in bed eating gummy bears while watching TV (occasionally I throw gummy bears at the TV when I don’t like something).
5. Watch infomercials at four in the morning,...
Afterthought
After writing that, I became really sad. Sad that there are people who actually think that any kind of killing is ok, people so self-righteous that they can’t see any opinion but their own. It makes me sad for his family- the ten grandchildren who will have to live with people like this for their entire lives. I pray that God will grant them peace, and to those who feel his death is...
?
So… while I was on facebook, I noticed a post from one of my best friend’s sisters. It was a link to a news article about an abortion doctor who was shot and killed in a church for performing late term, highly controversial abortions. George Tiller, was shot and killed in his church as he was serving as an Usher. Above the link she wrote, “I dont understand why its an outrage...
I now understand why some people will never move up in the world and will constantly work in malls and retail stores. It used to make me sad, I used to think it wasn’t anyone’s fault, but after working at limited too (which is now Justice) for almost five years, I have come to realize that some people are just lazy. I currently only work there during summers and winter when I am home...
May 2009
12 posts
Pet Peeve #13:
Ok. Don’t get me wrong, I love animals, I’m a big fan. However, I love people more, and I was already getting tired of the overly dramatic ASPCA commercials with Sarah MacLachlan’s “Angel” playing, but this, this is too much. Currently, on page five of Perez Hilton (one of my favorite sites) there is a link for Pink Paws for Life, a foundation to finding a cure for...
Today is a sad day for America and the world.
Something I’ve always wanted to do in my life: join the peace corps or travel the world trying to help people. Currently, a good friend and former roommate of mine is spending the summer living with people in the south of France that need help with various tasks (farming, etc) that she will help them with in exchange for room and board. I think I might want to do this.
Sometimes I really wonder people care about me as much as I care about them. Today was one definitive test, and some people definitely failed.
Today I got my wisdom teeth out, and I straight up tripped out on nitrous. It was sweet, until you know, they started pulling my teeth out.
Just played beer pong with my brother… toto… we are definitely in Jersey.
Just got my macbook back… and I almost cried with relief. It’s ridiculous how dependent on technology I have become.
It’s official. I’m home. In New Jersey. I still don’t know if it’s a good thing… but my mom bought me ice cream cake for my birthday, which was on the sixth. Home is where the heart is.
Just had the most epic journey to Bobst complete with a trip to Delion for a pepperoni and cheddar sandwich on rye, which I precariously carried while also trying to hold my bright pink umbrella (fantastic purchase) and a spanking new library Macbook.
I had my last recitation today for my journalism ethics class. It was held in a hookah bar. Maria Sliwa, I love you.
April 2009
22 posts
Sad...
It’s beautiful outside and my sad state is making it a bittersweet reminder of things I cannot fully enjoy. Ice cream cones and strolls in the park usually cheer me up, but they do not seem to be working their childhood magic on me. When I was young and sick my mom used to tell me that all I had to do was get through a minute and then the next minute, then the hour, the day, and the month...