January 2009
26 posts
Dear boy i met at that bar last night,
Sorry if I laughed out loud when you told me you were in a frat at NYU. Sorry if I laughed out loud again when I referred to it as such and you told me you prefer the term fraternity. Since I don’t know many “brothers,” if any at all, I only have preconceived and probably skewed perceptions of Greek Life. I’m sure you’re a fun and intelligent guy and not a complete...
FAIL
Last night, I dropped my phone in the middle of the street as I darted across the southbound portion of Union Square East. Two cars drove over it, and a third full-on hit it. Miraculously, the only damage sustained was that to the high school musical charm that adorned it. Luck!
I really hate it when
boy socks get mixed in with my girl socks and I, in a rush, unknowingly put one or two of them on and run out the door and then they get all moshed up around my heel or whatever.
Haley Joel Osment Spotted!!
1.) Once the prepubescent hero of such epics as “Pay It Forward,” now cute NYU undergrad. Spotted on NYU campus today by this blogger. Mercer St. between Washington and Waverly.
2.) Also spotted here! OMG!
UNSOLVED MYSTERIES: NYU
actually, make that solved, as an arrest was made in the case of the Carlyle Caper this morning! and apparently it wasn’t even an NYU student! now I can go back to just the normal amount of not trusting everyone else who goes here.
Amendment to guilty pleasure #137
the Olive Garden serves unlimited salad and breadsticks but, in NYC at least, soup is a la carte. this is actually okay with me as soup has a very undesirable eating enjoyment to stomach space consumption ratio.
haiku #43
Ninety-five percent
of my friends here are in Tisch.
One day, I’ll feed them.
dear takebacknyu! :
I understand your agenda to liberate new york university students from both the ignorance of administrative activities and the bureaucratic dictatorship. However, one bathroom stall at a time is not the way to go about it. I’ve seen the flyers and read the wsn articles. I know your steez. Now stop the crude graffiti and leave me alone while i pee.
nyc catcall #354
Hey Blonde! Hey Blonde! Where’s the thong?! Where’s the thong?!
So a few nights ago, my roommate and I got stopped by a couple guys in their early 20s on the street. You probably know exactly what this is like: it is night, you are two college girls dancing around in an esplanade for one another’s amusement, then suddenly some guys with a couple drinks in them are asking YO hey YO YOU GUYS where is the PARTY AT?
Normally this is ignorable (I...
And the tradition of cat-calling was born...
Adam: Wow, funny i never noticed an ass like that before! Yeah, Baby!
Eve: It's because we just realized we're naked. we had previously been unsexualized.
Adam: So, do you want to populate the planet with me?
Eve: After you oogle my goodies and shout lewd things at me?! well okay. It's not like I have a plethora of options here.
and so, from this day forward, men were programmed to belive that primitive, unrestrained sexual advances would result in pleasure. Thanks for setting women up for this for all eternity. Thanks a lot.
nyc guilty pleasure 137
Times Square + The Olive Garden + Unlimited Soup, Salad, and Breadsticks. ‘Nuff said
nyc guilty pleasure 506
Living La Vie Boheme: walking through Greenwich Village listening to songs from “Rent” on my ipod. The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit.
I miss Devin.
Alexandra: HAVE YOU MET HUGH GRANT YET?
Devin: yes
Devin: he is really fun
Devin: we played tennis
Devin: and had sex with hookers
Devin: one of these wild nights with hugh i'll get him to get drunk and call you and, "Hello, this, this is Hugh and I was just, just wondering if you would like some cocaine."
Alexandra: and I will crack a julia roberts 600 megawatt grin that reveals all of my gums and also some of my sinus cavities/brain
new york for the double X-chromosomed
okay so, since it is kind of my m.o. to contemplate all things sexual in nature (and to find the sex in all things not— but that is another conversation), I find myself, upon returning from a late night mcdonalds coffee run thinking yet again about the female experience in new york city. because simply by walking the not-even-entire-block (well-lit, on a major park, friday night, 1:15am), I...
http://blog.penelopetrunk.com/2009/01/06/high-incom... →
Ahhh, the irony of a career in nonprofit sexual health organizations.
I'm sorry #241
I’m the Annoying Salad Girl, the girl who always orders a salad. I never wanted to be that girl. I just genuinely like salads. If I genuinely liked philly cheese steaks (I might— I’ve never had one) I would be the philly cheese steak girl. But that’s not so annoying because it is indicative of one’s cool-real-girlosity factor. Maybe one day I will get over my red...
NY/College Girl Related →
This is so on point.
as if these opportunities will never be afforded...
Whenever I am home in the comforts of small town suburbia, I often try to do as much stuff as possible that cannot be accomplished as easily or cheaply in the city i.e. go to a keg party, drive a car, see a lot of movies, go hot-tubbing. This winter break after a few days of steady temps below freezing, I decided to go skiing two days in a row. Too much at once, as my calves that support my entire...
a few words on winter break
Whenever I am home from school, there comes a point when my friends become bitchy, my family stops being happy i’m home and reverts to normal behavior a.k.a. fighting and arguing all the time, and I am almost to the point of dying from lethargy and lack of purpose in life. I have reached that point. I cannot wait to return to my fantastic independent life in the greatest city in the world,...
Letter of Appreciation
Thank You, New York University Housing, for giving me the opportunity to have an apartment in the prime real estate area of Union Square. Also, thanks for keeping the residence halls open throughout winter break, so I have a place to crash after annihilating my body with multiple shots and Irish car bombs on New Year’s Eve in New York City. Also, thanks for admitting me and my two friends...
I’m going to Quebec City tomorrow, and this is the official weather forecast:
Thursday 1/1: -4 degrees, feels like -13
Friday 1/2: Snow
Saturday 1/3: Snow
Sunday 1/4: Somehow, for our return trip, the skies are expected to open, and we will enjoy toasty partly sunny 16 degree weather
I can’t wait to bundle up against the elements, drink the booze to which I am legally entitled,...