Some impressions stay and some will fade

The problem with blogging is that anyone can read it, ya know? I don't have a problem with million of anonymous internet users outside of my monkeysphere reading anything and everything I write. I think that's actually sort of nifty. It's just the idea of people I know from school but aren't particularly close with, or relatives that don't really know me ... things like that. It's not as if I have terribly raunchy or cruel things to say, its just some of it could seem over sentimental or just obsessive or something. I don't know. There's just potential for embarrassment.

Anyhow, unrelated shift of topic ...

New York = amazing.

^ The view from our hotel. See the crowd of people?
That was the beginning of the epic line for Top Model Auditions!

I had so much fun. I'd been once before but you can go to NYC a million times and still have never done anything twice. We did all the tourist-y things one feels obligated to do when visiting the city, but I think the most fun I had was hanging out with my friends.

When I wanted to shop or feed off the exuberant energy only emitted by a gay man at a Broadway musical, I'd hang out with the theatre girls and Juan. However, when I just wanted to sort of not be right in the middle of the "giggle-shriek-take-a-million-pictures-LYKEOMG!" of it all ... I hung out with Garrett, Sam, Jordan and Michael. Which I thought may have turned out a little weird because I didn't want to impede on their "man time" or whatever ... and also because of those 4 Michael is really the only one that I'm close friends with or even really friends with at all before this year. (Another topic to also be discussed later!) Anyhow, I had a lot of fun with aforementioned boys. Won't go into detail. Most of it wouldn't be exciting to blog about anyway, but oh the times that WERE exciting ... well, that's another story entirely. haha!

But strangely enough, the best part of hanging around four guys for four days straight practically was just talking with them. They are all pretty nifty and unique people, and since I'm highly fascinated by the capricious nature of the male psyche anyway, it was a interesting experience. I feel like I got to know Sam, Garrett and Jordan better and what I learned surprised me. They are cool people.

^ Nice dinner at Carmine's (yum) L to R, Garrett (not looking at camera) Jordan (looking blank) Michael (looking bored) Kayla (looking plastic-y?) and Sam (looking surprised). Yeah ... we're way cool.

I think people tend to always surprise us, after we get to know them. I think often people's first impressions are necessarily the impressions they made on us as much as the impressions we assigned to them upon meeting them.



In other news ... I came home to find my purple walls painted and all of my stuff moved out of my room, except for my closet. My bathroom also got cleared out, which although is slightly inconvenient was actually was awesome because that means I'll never have to clean it again. Ever. Score. So ... now I'm sleeping on the couch or sometimes the floor and I sort of just pile all my junk on my New York suitcases in the living room. It's okay, though. I'm not a big material item person. I really just need my computer for music and facebook (I hate that I'm addicted), my journal, and just like ... deodorant and contact solution and necessities like that. But the good thing about all of this is that this means we are actually in the process of getting our house ready to sell, which is totally fine with me. That just means I'm getting closer to moving to Austin!

wow.

I still have so much to write about. But really, if I wrote anymore tonight I'd be kidding myself that someone would actually read the whole thing. I wonder if people actually do read this ... I sort of want to pull a "Me & You & Everyone We Know" and be like ...

"If you actually read my blog, leave a comment that says MACARONI!"

Post title from "This is Not Your Year" by The Weepies