Jury Duty

very interesting! i was summoned for jury duty this week. updates to come!

good bye, vacation…

good bye to:

… hiking

… atv-ing

… sky dive lessons

… go-kart racing

… shopping with my parents money

… homecooking

… my mom’s surf-and-turf (crab legs and steak) dinners

… endless indie and foreign film watching

… endless reading

… piat-piat/black jack playing

… in-n-out burger

new year, new… me?

thought i’d throw out some goals for 2009:

- be more financially responsible and secure

- channel my inner creative person again (going back into painting/sketching, watch indie/foreign/documentary films again, read more poems and short stories, etc) – ugh, i became so mainstream from being in a sorority

- think less about the future, live more in the present

- more museums and activity in nyc

- go back to writing

- go on vacation… out of the country

young, broke and fabulous – the nyc trifecta.

oh… to be young in new york city.  unless you have yourself some rich p’s or a sugar daddy, you are ultimately going to be in constant battle between living “the life” in nyc and being too poor to do so.  this applies to basically 80% of the populations between 18-28. whether you’re a clubber, a bar-hopper, a lounger, etc. you want to be that drunk (pre-gaming) person taking a convenient cab ride to the bar, drinking whatever it takes to get you liquored up, and then a convenient cab ride home… or to someone’s place.  this all requires money.  as well as a fabulous outfit, which doesn’t necessarily have to be expensive, but still must uphold your personal style and lifestyle expectations. and fabulous outfits cost money.  then, of course, there is the pluthera of dining options, none of which you want to be excluded from because – well, this is new york city, how can you not experience it?  we move onto the millions of different fun things there are to do that require money, such as go to the beach during the summer (hamptons or jersey shore), charity parties that require donations for some cause or another (even though your bank account is obviously suffering fromsome kind of financial turmoil), etc etc.

oh, and let’s not forget that you want a  fabulous address, so you have to pay for location, and a fabulously decorated place because you don’t want to look like your place is a shithole or dorm room (for those beyond college already)  if you’re paying the $1,000+ it costs to live on the isle of manhattan with a college degree.

obviously none of this is cheap, which is why myself, and others, are “suffering” from the nyc trifecta.

problems like this arise during nights out, like yesterday. it was my best friend’s birthday and to save  money i actually bothered to take a subway instead of a cab down because for once i was a little bit on time.  thank God for the little vodka i had left at a’s or else i wouldn’t have the money to drink anything.  and not to mention, a – the birthday girl – couldn’t afford to go anywhere after the apartment party, as well, unless someone was buying her the drink and the fare to get there (she’s suffering from the nyc trifecta as well).  so after drinking at her apartment, we head to the downstairs bar where i can’t afford anything and just hung out because that’s what poor people do unless someone is buying them drinks. sad, isn’t it?

possible solutions here are: a) second job, b) move out of manhattan (sad face), or c) suck it up and have no back up savings plan for when your life turns to shit. ugh.

well, at least i have good friends, a job, a place to live and family who loves me, but until i move out of manhattan, i will be burdened from the nyc trifecta. boo.

“only a masochist could ever love such a narcissist!”

speaking [previously] of masochistic, did anyone watch this week’s Gossip Girl?? loved it.

finally!!!

finally i have found someone that i’ve found cute enough to mess around with!  he’s just my type. smart, cute, funny, tall, great style.  kind of sucks because there were some “issues” about lack of any kind of protection, but whatever, glad i fianlly didn’t succomb and just go for whoever because this guy is great!

ps – a, if you’re out there? call me because all my stuff is at your place and i know you went home with a boyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

so this is me. nice to meet you.

hi. so, this is going to be my second attempt at a blog. the first time i ever chose to do a blog it was for the wrong reason. while i posted some of my most inner thoughts, it was in response to a blog that an ex-boyfriend had started and therefore meant it to be directed towards him, but in a very public, and slightly immature, way. now i want to have a blog just to get some of my thoughts out there as i struggle to find some peace with myself, and hopefully beyond when i reach that point. and for anyone who may stumble across this blog, it would be great to hear peoples’ suggestions for travel (note to reader: eventually, when i am able to, i want to travel across the world eat pray love style and just try to let go some of the things that have haunted me and to help find myself. i’ve already started my journey here, in new york city, where you can be in such a large city with millions of people and find yourself alone. but in this same city, i have also found that you can find parts of yourself, and find great friends who understand that and will be there for you forever.). i’ll talk about the challenges i come to, some very personal struggles, but also mention about my every day life here in nyc – the parties, the food, my friends, etc.  so, here’s to my new friendship with you, the reader, and my blog. i hope you’ll enjoy.