Craziness Central

Ok, so it's 5:23 AM.
Friday night of course.

Again, I look at my poor blog. The last entry was written on a night when I was feeling down about 2 weeks ago? Well, now I'm feeling okay. "Not shabby" I like to say.

So I have plenty of fun pictures to share..but unfortunately not tonight. Perhaps tomorrow?

Ok so these are the phrases I will share of this past week or two -

. A 3 ft Michael Jackson impersonating midget.
. Partying with rockstars
. Kissing rockstars (well, one) - only late to find out he has a girlfriend at home . . . would you expect anything more OR less? Hm. Not surprising.
. Getting lost in Jersey with an amazing best friend (for the sake of such rockstars)
. Random dates with people who are far too much like you, thus resulting in a date that is turbulent to say the least.
. Meeting one of your all-time favorite artists, whilst being drunk (not good - but still funny)
Bitchy ex-wives of brother in laws harrassing my family via email (Oh man, the nerve lol)
. Watching Brokeback Mountain for the first time only to be dissapointed and questioning as to why in the hell it was nominated to be best picture of the year. What the eff is that?

Oh man, the times here in Manhattan. So much more to write..but also so much exhaustion hovering over this over-used and often useless mind.

Sleep time - will post pics tomorrow.

Need to write in here more. It's my only therapist!

Fleeting Love

Love: Comes & Goes.

Hard to tell for how long it will sit in it's place. The love may be mutual. The love may be one way. It may be for just one fleeting moment. A moment that is incomparable to any other time in your life.

Either way . . . it is all an exciting but sad battle.

You remember, you wonder and you love certain people until the day you die. You hope they are doing well wherever they are. You wish with every ounce that you could maybe just speak with them for a few moments again; to experience that feeling you once felt.

There's a few people I think about on a monthly basis I'd say. Tonight I'm thinking of such special people. I wish nothing...and I mean nothing but the best for them. Truly.

I'm just a little sad I guess. Ugh. I'm sitting here alone in my bed....wanting at least one of them to just knock on my door and say "I'm back".......for good.

G'nite.

September 11th 2006 Photos

Astounding.

Thought-provoking.

Moving.

Emotional.

Four of the many words to describe the scene of the World Trade Center site this morning. As someone who lives 2 buildings away, I figured the least I could do was to go over and pay my respects. During my visit, I encountered several kinds of people observing, praying, speaking, and more. Activists, media, family and friends... here are some pictures I took with my camera phone. (They aren't half bad for a phone either!)

September 11, 2006

The media focusing in on two 9/11

family members protesting about the war

A sign at the WTC site

A Patriotic man holding our nation's flag

A man holding his signs

A picture on the gates of the WTC site of a service man in tears.

A man reading the bible aloud.

Students from Japan who traveled here to make "origami for peace"

Some of New York's tiniest supporters.

Peace demonstrators using musical instruments.

A view overlooking the WTC site.

A demonstration sign.

A painting, along with NYFD gear in front of the church used to house several firefighters.

WE WILL NEVER FORGET.

Rest In Peace Angels.

A New Year in New York

Ok, so I'm back in New York. I swear, I've only been here for less than 2 weeks and I've already seen some "Only in New York" type stuff. It's hilarious actually. The other day I saw a homeless man yelling across the road at a little boy who was about 5 years old...he was smiling and trying to play with him or something from a distance. The boy looked like he was either ready to burst out in tears, or shit his pants.

I also was walking by my beloved Biddy Early's bar, when I see a girl about 21 sitting on the bench outside, half slouched and looking like she was a bit too intoxicated for her own good. She was wearing a shirt that said "I'm going to be somebody." Haha, I laughed at the irony.

I also was walking along the street last week, when multiple men were "hooting and hollering" at me. It was as if they had never seen a female in their lives. I mean, yes I took a little extra time to look decent that day, but the amount of sexual harrassment one receives in Manhattan, surpasses that of maybe 4 midwestern states combined. While it is somewhat flattering, it is also flat out annoying. That is why I like to put my ipod on. I drown out all the perverts as I walk swiftly keeping my mind on other things.

So I started school...so far, so good. I better pass this damn math course, if I don't - I don't graduate, and it will send my GPA plummeting, like the last math course did. I have two teachers whom I love this semester. One talks about how she knows that if a guy is on his computer in class and smiling, that they couldn't quite possibly be that happy about the subject of Business Law, but are most likely looking at porn throughout the classtime. Another says the word "shit" about 12 times during our class. Friggen hilarious. Oh the joys of referring to RateMyProfessor.com to find the best professors at your University. It is a student's dream!

It's raining out today...and outside my window I can hear an influx of car horns...that's Manhattan for you.

Love being back.