five places i went yesterday.

1. goodwill (where i found an american apparel v-neck sweatshirt for six dollars).

2. starbucks (green tea lemonade, how i've missed you).

3. west village (also missed you).

4. times square!

5. the m&m store.

manoa and i left at 6:07 yesterday evening after deciding we were going to stay in for the night. we went out for mexican at "taco & tortilla king" (mexican food by way of china), right across third ave from us. then we wanted to go to the cheese shop near third north, so we walked down there but it was closed. so then we walked to kimmel to get froyo, but that was also closed. then we decided to walk around the west village, since we're never down there anymore. we got froyo somewhere besides kimmel and visited some of the same stores will smith shops in. then we decided to walk to times square just because we wanted to see the tourists and the new set-up. while we were there, we took pictures with a wax statue of morgan freeman and went to the m&m store and store m&ms. then we walked to grand central station and came home around 11. we watched SNL and a few hours of "locked up" and went to bed at 3. i had some really weird dreams. what a night, though. for "staying in", i had a lot of fun.

five things i've recently bought.

1. heather gabel tote bag (had to).

2. weakerthans ticket (amazing show).

3. pork roll (i missed it).

4. arizona iced tea and lemonade (3.49 a gallon).

5. rum and coke in BK (bacardi, but oh well).

all of this because i knew that i had a little extra money coming in from working the lupe fiasco show. by the way, it was incredible. governor's island is so so so sweet. the ferry over there was free, so i expect to be going back a lot. the show was on water taxi beach, which featured a real beach and a pretty bad ass stage. not to mention an incredible view of manhattan. so i got there, worked the guest list, only had to turn three people away, heard lupe fiasco (i want all of his stuff. quality hip-hop), saw lupe fiasco from probably the best view in the house, got 12 dollars worth of free food, got paid $75. made it home in time to hop a subway to brooklyn, attend a pretty stellar indoor/outdoor party with cheap drinks (bacardi, but oh well), hold my friend's hair back while she puked all over the subway and the taxi and 23rd street, eat a chicken gyro that my lovely roommate brought home for me, pass out at 4 AM.

here's my awesome view of the show and the island.

five things i've done in these five months.

1. lived at the beach.

2. listened to a lot of crime in stereo.

3. mourned. cried more than i ever have before.

4. moved back to new york.

5. lived life.

i'm always doing #5. i like doing it, i don't like complaining about it because i love my life. i wish i had wrote in this over the last five months because they were probably the most important months of my life so far. so much happened. i'm glad i've been writing it down somewhere (actual journal, what?). here are pictures from the last five months. in short.. i went on a life-altering trip to california, i only hung out with a few people at home but they're my favorite people i've ever met and i love them dearly, lost someone very close to me (rest in peace MPD, love you always and forever), parted ways with a few good friends who may have never really been my good friends in the first place, got my art tattooed on my best friend, explored the rest of my city, explored some great parts of my state, grew incredibly close to my family, saw and listened to and loved a lot of great music.

so that's that, in a nutshell. now i'm back in school and really excited about this semester. i'm taking a journalism class, a literary interpretation class, a creative writing class, a poetry class and a class on adolf hitler. aside from school, i've been trying to get my foot in the door at a few publications and boring bullshit like that. i write weekly for college magazine, i'm doing the SPIN street team. i got a twitter? twitter.com/amandadel. i've had one since february, katy made me do it. i'm working on a piece about cigarette smoke and men right now. story of my life. i'm too tired to finish it, but i will. i've been writing more than usual lately and i forgot how much i love it and miss it when i don't do it. i also miss a lot of people. especially matt, i was thinking about him today. he seems so far away. i made a mix for him, i'm working on a letter to pair it with and then i'll send it to some place in syracuse new york where it's probably snowing already.

fast forward to what i'm doing at this exact moment: listening to the weakerthans and feeling unattached to the feelings i felt five months ago when i listened to them. now i don't get sad or upset or any of that bullshit. i'm just happy they exist. i'm happy to exist, that's all. john k. sampson, or at least i feel anyway, is a fucking genius and i take every word and line he says to heart. i'm seeing the weakerthans with nick tomorrow night in brooklyn. i'm really excited and not worried about who will or won't be there, which i'm proud of.

right now "left and leaving" (album, not song) is on and i've listened to watermark (song, yes) over and over and over. it's beautiful.

hold on to the corners of today, we'll fold them up to save until it's needed.