A regular iced latte today since I am trying to cut way, way down on sugar. In fact, I'm trying to cut it out completely for the month, besides maybe the occasional chai. Well, and the feast of San Gennaro is coming up so you know I gotta have my gelato. Considering though, that my normal diet consists of either a venti or grande chai or carmel macchiato per day, it's safe to say I will be consuming a lot less sugar than normal.
Man, I forgot how good unflavoured espresso is. I'm not sure what I am going to do today. I didn't really have any plans, but hopefully something works out because I'm pretty bored. You know I have memorized the Starbucks playlist? When are these fuckers planning to change it up!
I'm sick of looking at apartments and being all excited and then having them tell me they can't wait five days for the deposit. Fuckin New York City.
Living alone. That's the goal. I've never lived by myself before and have always wanted to. I hate living with roommates. It's probably because I am an only child...but it's not the sharing that bothers me it's just the lack of privacy. I share a room, and two other girls also live in the apartment. (It's a two bedroom) I knew from the get go that I was going to try as hard as possible to find a studio to live in by myself. Almost pooped my pants this morning when I was on Trulia and found a studio on CENTRAL PARK WEST which was only...a FEW hundred dollars above my budget. Shit man, to live on Central Park West I will sacrifice eating.
I'm tempted to contact them but once again, stupid deposit money. I have also been tempted to ask my parents to loan me money which I hate doing. It's really not necessary though. I still have 14 days in the apartment plus really however long I feel since I have many friends that would let me crash if need be. I can wait until later this week to make an offer. I hope Central Park West is still there. That is a deal unlike any other. I just hope I don't have to wind up living with roommates again. But one plus is if I find out I really cant afford it I can always invite someone to come live with me and then they can help me out. So I'm not really worried. I'm just ready to get out.
My apartment has no curtains and no furniture. We never got around to it.
We knew we weren't going to stay there for longer than a year. Tasha is becoming faculty at a university downtown where they are providing her with housing. Claire, the girl I share a room with, got a job at a really great ad agency in Philly so she's out of NYC. Kaylee, the other girl, is the only one who wants to stay in the apartment, so she is currently interviewing new people. The thing is, nobody wants to share rooms, and she cant afford to have a bedroom to herself. I'm not sure how that's going to work out.
There is a lot I'm going to miss about the apartment/neighbourhood but also plenty I can't wait to get away from. For instance, it's always hot in our apt because even though we have central A/C, Tasha is from South Africa and really became immune to heat and cant stand when the apartment is under 80 degrees. We compromise by putting the air on for a while each day which obviously does nothing.
Secondly, there is a group of guys that stand on the corner at all hours of the day and they sexually harass us every time we walk by.
Also, it's just generally far away from everything. I work downtown and you have to take the slow local train because we are so far up.
Also, I don't know, I'm the kind of person who likes do do everything naked. I walk around in my bra and whatever now but it's not the same.
I am also a person who does not really like large spaces. I feel that the place I am in now is way too big. I want to live in a tiny shoebox so it's easier to clean. All I need an apartment for is to sleep, shower and have sex in anyway!
Oh yes and doing that last thing IN MY OWN PLACE for once will be nice.
My birthday is coming up in less than three months. Okay that's kind of a while still but I'm excited because my friend from London is coming just to see me.
This is the true story of how I met Jess: My friend and I, who were in London for a week long research project had walked in to this random bakery just to look around and then all of a sudden this loud, drunk girl stumbles in with two other friends who were trying to calm her down. Her friends kept telling her to eat something to sober her up. (Mind you this was about 2 in the afternoon). So she went up to the counter and demanded ALL of the sausage rolls. So the guy reluctantly sold her this huge bag full of the rest of the sausage rolls this place had. By this time my friend and I were both cracking up but trying to pretend we didn't see what was happening. When she got the bag she immediately started to eat one where just then this really good looking guy walked in. The girl, obviously without any inhibition, came up to him to introduce herself, but before she did, she took the one bite left she had of her sausage roll and said to it, "I AM GOING TO SAVE YOUUU FOR LATER!" And put it back in the bag. The guy sort of laughed nervously and walked away and I totally lost it. We ended up talking to the girls friends who informed us that she had been celebrating winning a free ticket to Australia and wound up drinking, like, a whole pitcher of beer by herself in the middle of the day time. We wound up hanging out with them and after the girl passed out and woke up I got to know Jess and we have been friends ever since. She came to visit me in May and now she's coming back!
SO THE POINT IS I am actually planning on doing something for my birthday this year. I normally don't celebrate my own birthday because I hate throwing parties. I can't stand huge groups and would rather have something intimate.
Jess's favourite place is called Alice's Tea Cup. Its this cute little afternoon tea place where you get to wear wings. (Yes it's for little girls)
I think I should stop writing now because this is getting way too long I think.
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