I Almost Forgot

Just came here for the first time in a long time. Read over some old posts.

It's always strange visiting an old version of yourself, it's always refreshing realizing how you've changed.

But not by much.

Shall I get back into this? Shall I be a blogger? Or shall I continue with this deathly school year bereft of angsty posts on Senior Year (HOW IN THE HELL IS THIS "FUN"?!) and passionate recaps of varying teenage life situations?

To blog or not to blog.

I guess we'll find out.

SHINS

WE GOT TICKETS! Considering that they sold out in the first few hours released, this is an awesome feat.

Monday, May 18th is my treat to myself for surviving the AP and SAT next month (wishful thinking, alas!)

THE OFFICE

is taking over my life.

This week NYC public high school students have off for Regents Exams. When I haven't been at school taking a test, I have been at home watching The Office from Netflix's Instant Watch in front of the computer. The first four days of vacation I averaged around 17 episodes per day and by the fourth day of this strategy I had finished the show.

A couple things on the show, in general:

-Pam and Jim. (Important: Is their couple-nickname Jam or Pim?) Pam and Jim are cute. To clarify, I mean pirate-baby-ipod-nano-Martha-Stewart-cupcake-tiny-toiletry-ballroom-dancing-kitten-adorable-Easter-egg-small-puppy-cute cute. Whoever said office romances are calamities-in-the-making have obviously not seen this show.

-Dwight K. Shrute. Most fascinating character on the show, hands-down. In addition, his bear/beet/Battlestar Gallactica/karate fixations are the perfect touch to his ridiculous and shocking persona. Plus, Rainn Wilson, his real name, has a very unique and interesting face that is appropriate to such an absurd character. Upon my internet research I found that NBC has a ficticious blog of Dwight K. Shrute, which was very surprising in a Disney-channel-dot-come-kind-of-way. Although a TV sitcom character blog on the NBC website seems a stupid and puerile idea, Dwight's voice was very apparent in the entries, so I am okay with its spurious being. And if I'm okay with it, then everyone is okay with it.

Here is an excerpt where he describes Christmas with the Shrutes:

Our Christmas day traditions are pretty mainstream. We wake up early to exchange small, handmade wooden presents and to slaughter our dinner—the Christmas goat. And of course, if a Schrute has been particularly good that year, then Kris Von Kindl fills his stockings with coal, a highly desired source of fuel during long, cold Pennsylvania winters.

DWIGHT K. SHRUTE BLOG
What do you think? Dwight K. Shrute-y enough?

-ALSO, B.J. NOVAK IS THE MAN.










B.J. plays the temp/fire-man Ryan Howard. Upon more internet research, I discovered that B.J. was a high school buddy with Office co-star, John Krasinski, who plays the charming Jim of Jam or Pim. No wonder the two have good bromance chemistry. Also, B.J. does stand up at varying colleges that is accesible on youtube. He's actually pretty hilarious, sometimes. See him talk about google maps, the triple-threat, and Anita Smith here.

Free, Tree, Brie

People can be surprisingly nice sometimes.

Last week I was walking on York Ave from a friend's house, and I saw a Christmas tree stand with Christmas trees. The wonderful smell of Christmas tree tickled my nostrils. No one else was on the block, and I didn't see the Christmas tree seller. I lost control of my body and walked towards the stand and stopped in front of a thick and extra pine-y tree and put my face into the tree like a crazy person. I stood there with my face in some branches for about six seconds, when I heard a man pleasantly chuckling. I came out of my nose trance and saw the Christmas tree man grinning and watching me. He turned around and grabbed a small Christmas tree, probably $30., and said, "Here, for you. Merry Christmas."

People can be so nice!

On another note, brie is my new favorite snack. I especially like brie with Keebler Multi-Grain crackers OR Trader Joe's Everything Bite-Size Crackers, take your pick.

Happy December!

Playoffs, here we come!

We made it into the PSAL high school bowling play-offs everyone! Drinks all around! Tomorrow is our game.

I don't have anything else to say about that.
I'll let you know how it goes.

I end this post with an interesting image I've found, while on google images:

I showed K., and she said her outfit looks like what I wear to bowl.
Not cool K., not cool.

YES WE CAN!

We did it, we won. I am crying tears of euphoria! I am so happy right now, I am so happy! It is amazing that this is happening! I am right in the middle of this. Right now. 2008. The first, ever Black President of the United States of America. President-elect Barack Obama. Barack Obama's presence is inspirational. We can bring change for our country, so long as his focus and ideals will not sway. The world will see us in a new light. America can bring back the morals and ideals that we have forgotten. Now, I know he's only human, and it's impossible to fix everything. But I believe that Obama can help.

“If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time,” President-elect Barack Obama said minutes ago, “tonight is your answer.”

Hope for CHANGE

In a few hours, we will find out who will be the next President of the United States of America. North America.

I am surprisingly very emotional, and incredibly nervous. I have been following the campaigns, debates, and SNL like a maniac for the last few months, and soon we will all know. I don't even know what to say right now. I'm just praying that we will win. This is horribly trite, but it is time for a change, and it really needs to happen now. I can't stand living in a country with this many flaws. SO many things need to be fixed. SO MANY!

Whatever happens, today will be legendary. The first black president or the first woman vice president will be inaugurated. History is about to be made, and I'm right in the middle of it. My English teacher said that my generation seems to be the first "politically correct" one. She says that we are the people who will grow up and change life as we know it. Mind you, I attend an arts school, so all of us are incredibly liberal, but still.

I am ambivalent, antsy, nervous, terrified, tense, worried, but ready, proud, passionate, inspired, and hopeful.

Now? I can only pray, and hope that America votes for a change. I think Obama and Biden can do this.

Marathons and Miracles

Today is the New York City Marathon! 39,000 people have trained brutally for months, and now is their day to shine! and sweat! and hurt! everywhere! But most importantly, it is their day to fight, and fight for something. It is the perfect day, clear and cool, and runners are decked out in spandex undies and sportsbras!

I was just at 86th street and 1st avenue, which is around 17 miles into the race, and the atmosphere was utterly incredible. People were cheering on the sidelines, some with supportive signs like "GO JENNY" and some with interactive, supportive signs like "FREE HUGS HERE!" There was a rock band playing on the street with amps bigger than myself.

The marathon is simply inspiring. To see people with missing limbs using crutches to get through the rigorous 27 mile course is remarkable. And you can bet it that they're fighting, whether it's to win a high-staking bet or to prove to the world that they can, they're fighting.

I've officially decided that I'm going to run the race before I die. (I'm sure bowling has kept me physically apt for it!) Or attempt to.