five reasons i have a problem with NYU.

1. all they want is your money.

2. all they care about is your money.

3. you are nothing to them but $200,000.

4. i think requiring a double major with journalism is NOT about making sure i have a "specialization", it's about making sure i don't graduate in four years.

5. everything just sucks.

i probably wouldn't have spent $400 on 6 credits from seton hall if i knew NYU wasn't going to take them and instead require that i take all 16 credits of my language at NYU. it's funny that they were on the list on colleges that would accept seton hall credits. and it's also funny that my advisor told me these 6 credits that i already paid for would get me out of my language requirement here. turns out everyone was wrong. turns out i won't be graduating on time without taking either summer or winter classes (HERE, of course, since they rarely accept credits from other universities). i just want to drop out and get a job somewhere. this shit is really bringing me down. the worst part is i finished all of my finals for this semester around 10 AM this morning and since then i've been nothing but frustrated, anxious and nervous about my future in this place. something is backwards with that, i think. i just want to go home (so my parents can confront me about all this and yell at me like it's my fault) and sleep.

five things that were so new york about last night.

1. the kid who played "claus" in a series of unfortunate events was at a party at my place.

2. todd, joe, alex and i were on a balcony overlooking 14th street screaming "show us your titties!" at everyone who walked by. (a little more mardi gras than new york, but you get the idea)

3. the nypd were all over the lobby of my building at 3AM.

4. we listened to a song written by one of joe's professors about shoving waffles up someone's butt.

5. the last thing i remember is looking at my phone and it was 5:17AM.

this weekend was a bit ridiculous. i've been hanging out some new friends around here quite regularly and i'm enjoying it. and i'm still hanging out with my old friends quite regularly and i'm still enjoying it. there have been a few nights, like last night, where both of these groups came together and i was just happy. happy happy happy and a little tipsy, but who cares. right now i'm sitting indian style and very zen like on the second floor of a new coffee shop called birch. i'm looking through floor to ceiling glass into the lobby of a hotel and writing this. i think i'm going to come here every day of my life from now on to relax and write and read and sit on this same comfortable couch in this very same way.

five reasons i love thanksgiving.

1. uncle joe saying grace.

2. good stuffing.

3. thanksgiving shitshow.

4. seeing almost all of my bffs (cait was MIA).

5. driving on 22.

successful weekend, minus puking one night and not getting to see cait, but winter break is only 15 days away. weird to think about. cait's birthday is coming up very soon, i really want to impress her with the cake i'm going to make. probably not going to happen, though. unless i can figure out how to work that crazy shit she uses (fonton? fondon?). tonight i got almost nothing done except reading for journalism tomorrow (technically this was all i had to do, but i wanted to get a bunch of things finished). i did get to see a bunch of folks when they came over to eat dirt with us. so that was good. i think i'm just going to give up, take a shower, write a letter and watch always sunny and go to bed. i took the commuter train this morning at 7:30 and it was packed and gross. tomorrow in journalism i need to write in my journal, i haven't done that for the entire break. and i need to start my F.Y.E. paper. and i want to see russian circles tomorrow.

five things i want to accomplish this weekend.

1. declare my major/minor. thinking journalism/history with a minor in studio art.

2. drink a can of four loko.

3. organize all the pictures on my computer.

4. see my family.

5. finish all the homework i have to do for next week.

i need to stop sitting on my computer with my back arched and do something. granted, i have to do most of these things while sitting on my computer. it's a really nice day out (or so my dashboard says) and i really want to take a walk to adorned and see what's up over there. i also want to straighten my hair to see how it looks. you know, the important things in life. i should start my day by going to the gym, though.

five reasons i haven't blogged here in a month.

1. school.

2. figuring things out.

3. procrastination.

4. selectivewreckage.tumblr.com

5. college magazine blog. every week!

let's see. life has been crazy. CMJ came and went a while ago, i didn't go to any good shows but i worked the artist lounge every night and saw jeffrey star and met a lot of cool people. that was a hectic week, from what i remember. i feel like i'm going to be up late tonight. khush just dragged my sorry ass to the gym. it was nice. i baked brownies and promised myself i wouldn't do any homework. i've been up to my neck in papers for the last seven days. my fifth and final paper (until the next round are due) is due on wednesday, the same time as i register for classes. i have to get a lot of things figured out. it seems that as much as i try to, nothing ever comes of it. like, i'm thinking of switching my english major to a major in "social and cultural analysis". like, i need to transfer my credits here from seton hall. like, i need to open a new bank account. like, i'm ordering a new lens for $30. like, i really want to write a lot of letters and paint and clean my room and shower and dry my new/short hair. all of these things! i think i'll get started now. oh, i applied for a SPIN internship for next semester. fingers crossed. and i also got a job and it rules so so so much.

i've also been shooting more film, it's good for the soul. so good. see above. that's crime in stereo. that was such a good weekend. i miss cait and jeff. so much. and all my friends. but anyway, gotta stay positive.

five things of merit i've done today.

1. scored a job interview for tomorrow.

2. updated my resume.

3. put together an intern application for SPIN.

4. did all my lit homework for wednesday.

5. sent in my college mag blog a day early.

there have been a lot of things on my to-do list that i simply haven't been to-do-ing. tonight i'm trying to get a lot of them done. it's currently 12:32 in the morning and i'd say about about halfway through. tomorrow i don't have to wake up until 10, so i figured i'd do something productive instead of staying up for no reason. this morning i woke up when manoa did and thought i forgot to set my alarm. i've been doing that a lot lately. i got a new blog, by the way, strictly for art and photos and quotes i like and things. i'm going to start putting my creative writing assignments in there, too. i really enjoy that class. especially professor robin goldfin. what a nice man. anyway: www.selectivewreckage.tumblr.com

went to jersey over the weekend with mano, elisabeth and chelsea. got to see my family, taylor (basically my family) and kara and the boys of morrell and some random friends of shannon/mike davis' who were really drunk. i was not. they did not amuse me. things we did: mall, pizza, football game, new brunswick party, diner, new hope. typical jersey. REALLY typical. but i love it.

this week/weekend is going to be hectic. everyone and their mother is coming into the city and i need to learn how to manage my time and money and etc. man, i need thanksgiving to be here already. there's a lot of worry about that weekend, too.

oh, i will say that we went to a party on saturday night in brooklyn. my dream man (for lack of better words, i guess) was "kicking it to me" (extreme lack of better words and i specifically remember john using this phrase once, anyway..). beard, black hoodie, jean jacket, sleeves, neck tattoo, glasses, played guitar, was in a band, lived in new york, loved black flag, talked to me about bane for a solid 10 minutes, bought me a beer. and for some reason i left. without taking the beer. who knows why.. I SURE DON'T. although he was shorter than me.. hm.

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.