Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Mood of the moment = bitchy

If you are thinking "big surprise" then you read this blog far too much.

Nah, I'm not that bad am I? I think I'm just more apt to write when something pisses me off.

Anyways, it only seems fitting that on the day of my finance midterm it is rainy and stormy. I have been studying like a crazy person for the past 5 days and there are still some concept which elude me. I spent 6 hours just last night working on triangular arbitrage, and I think I finally get it, which great, but all it will take is the professor to throw in some damn twist (which you know they always do) for me to get all screwed up and make it look like I didnt study one damn bit.

Due to this excessive studying I haven't been sleeping much. Well that and the little monster that lives above us is allowed to stomp around at all hours of the night. He's like 3 years old, he should not be up at 1am. I'm convinced that there isnt even any furniture up there, its just a big race track that he runs on at night.

So, because of not sleeping much, I move slower in the morning, but am still able to get out on time. Well, there's nothing like getting to your subway stop to see that yet again something is on fire and your train service is delayed. So, because of that I had to rush to Grand Central to try and catch my train. I did. Great right? Well you would think so, except that my train ended up getting to Stamford station 20 minutes late, just enough time for me to miss the last shuttle to work- so I walk. So you are thinking I am a whiny little snot, but this is a long walk- I mean long enough that they provide shuttle service. So I am walking. It's cold, its drizzling, but worst of all its windy as hell. I am trying to push forward, but it feels like 3 grown men are pulling me backwards. I am carrying my purse, my lunch, and my bag, which contains my 40 pound finance book. In a matter of 25 minutes I have gone from a fresh face and soft hair to watery eyes, runny nose, and giant knot of hair.

And its 10:30am and I am hungry for lunch. This is not a good start.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Leave them alone you little bitch

Well tomorrow may be just another day of meetings and school for us here in NY, but down south is whole different story. My sisters don't have school and my parent's offices have closed all in preparation for the 8th hurricane to hit Florida in the last 14 months.

When I lived there the whole situation was much easier to get a handle on, but being away is truly aggravating and you feel helpless. When I move to NYC last August, I arrived here about 2 weeks after Hurricane Charley, and 7 days before Hurricane Francis- the one which caused my family to evacuate. Of course with emotions soaring at this point to start with due to a whole new beginning so far away, the thought of my family going through all of that while I was here was excruciating. Luckily my roommate, also from Florida, was experiencing the same thing- so we had a good support system.

While my family continues to be faced with constant hurricane threats, we are overall really lucky because other than some roofing, trees down, and some flooding, we have been A-Ok. My parents had actually made plans to come visit me this week and are set to arrive here on Thursday. I am hoping that skies will be sunny and the weather will be wonderful, because after the next 24 hours, they'll need it.

Friday, October 21, 2005

I would give my right arm for some french toast right now

Well it's my first day off in 11 days and guess what time I slept in until- 8:30am.

Yes, I officially have the "I'm old now so I can't sleep in anymore no matter what time I go to bed" disease. But it wasn't all me this morning, I woke up due partially to the sounds of helicopters and sirens- which is always lovely. Well it turns out that the West 4th subway station, that I could probably hit with a rock from my apt, is on fire and evacuated. Kind of interesting part is that this is the one day I dont have to go to work, and if I did have to go to work, I get to that subway stop at 8:05 am precisely everyday- which is exactly the time the fire was reported.

And now for randomness:

I love Ellen, but doesn't she ever get tired of dancing at the beginning of her shows? Can you imagine being in a shit mood and having to go out there and dance around?

Those nextel phones, with their walkie talkie like annoyingness, should be destroyed. I loathe them and the people who talk on them.

Do you ever think you will get to a point in your life where this article leaves you thinking "yea, that's a good idea".

I have been searching online for a ticket home for thanksgiving and refuse to purchase one because for the price of a ticket from NYC to Orlando, I could purchase 2 tickets to London. Does this make sense to anyone? Not I.

Alright. Enough avoiding writing my midterm paper. Ciao.

Monday, October 10, 2005

So I was making out with Ashton Kutcher...

...in my dream last night, which is all very strange because I am not in the least attracted to him. The even stranger part is that we were in my bed and when I looked past him, I noticed there was another girl also sleeping in my bed- no girl that I recognize. Then of course as it all starts to get good, my stupid alarm goes off. Have you ever been in the middle of a really good dream when your alarm goes off and you keep your eyes closed, press snooze, and pray that you fall back asleep and resume the dream? Yea well I tried that and it didn't work. I have no boyfriend & I'm not having sex, dear God can't I at least finish my damn dream? Apparently not.

Dreams are crazy though and I have had some really nutty ones including a period of time in which all I dreamt about were alligators. Ive looked up the stuff in those dream books but it never makes any sense. One of my other recent dreams was me and a whole bunch of people were at this hotel/rec center type thing for what looked like project graduation, except we were all in our 20's. The strange thing, even though it wasnt strange at the time, was that everyone was topless. It was no big deal in the dream, but looking back of course it makes me wonder. To top it all off, in the midst of this topless extravaganza there is a cupcake stand where the mother of one of my good friends is selling cupcakes, also topless. Very very strange.

I wonder if you can make yourself dream about something. Wouldn't that be a neato trick. With the amount of times I have seen that Elizabethtown trailer you would think I would be having dreams about Orlando Bloom. Unfortunately I am not that lucky.

I'll tell you who has made a few appearances in my dreams lately, Viggo Mortensen. Now he's not most ladies top pick, but there is something about him that is extremely intriguing. For you single ladies, go see A History of Violence, it's a guaranteed Viggo dream inducer. For you ladies in relationships, go buy a cheerleader outfit and then go see it. Your boyfriend will thank me.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Just when you thought you heard the last of me....

...I'm back.

Well I am still getting hits on this site everyday so that means I either have loyal readers awaiting my return or people googling for random shit that sends them my way.

Well it has been a hell of a long time to leave you post-less but a lot has changed in these past two months. Here's the rundown:

-Spent a lovely month in Florida in August soaking up some great family time and relaxing after a busy summer.

-Over the summer I took a course on magazines & newspapers and our final project was to develop a business plan for a new mag and pitch it to our teacher (the publisher of Smart Money Magazine). Well I pitched a new concept for a golf magazine and my teacher really took to it. So much so that we are in the process of setting up a meeting with the publisher of Golf Digest. There's no telling where this could go, but I've got my fingers crossed.

-Interviewed and was hired for my second internship with NBC, this time working in Olympic Operations. The Olympics offices are located in Stamford, CT- so it is a bitch and a half to get to work everyday, but they pay my transportation and I figured it would be worth it to be just involved in the upcoming games.

-Well it definitely was worth it. About 4 weeks into my internship my boss, the Director of Operations, offered me a positions as an Ops. Asst. during the games in Italy this winter. This would put me living in Italy working for the Olympics for 2 months. So of course a billion things needed to be answered first. I was planning on walking in May and graduating in August and now I had to make sure how to make this all work out. Long story short it is all working out and I leave for Italy on January 8th. It still has not completely hit me yet.

-On the school front, I was registered for a Sports Marketing class this semester that got moved to another campus at the last minute, so I reluctantly signed up for a class called "The Marketing of Creativity"- no professor listed. This of course is normally a deathtrap, but imagine my surprise when I walk into the first class and find that Joseph Abboud (famous fashion designer) is my professor. Talk about an interesting class. I already read his book and thought it was really great. It's not some fashionista course, although now the class is booked with buyers and designer wannabes. Joseph is actually extremely bright and insightful and its crazy to hear him talk about working with Ralph Lauren, Armani, and the lot of them like its no big thing. If you are so inclined, his book is titled "Threads" and has this girl's recommendation.


Well I think that just about sums it up for now. I'll hopefully keep up the writing thing so don't give up on me just yet.

Kisses.