Impeccably dressed in your second hand vest

wednesday. first day of classes. i had english and i love my teacher. he's like an caricature of a teacher. complete with elbow patches. and he just talks the whole time and goes off in random tangents. plus he has a lot of similar views to me such as good literature is brief and women writers suck. but he got sucky ratings on rate my professor so maybe the novelty will wear off soon.

http://www.ratemyprofessors.com/ShowRatings.jsp?tid=23804

that's such a funny website. and everyone here checks it. and changes classes if the teacher is crap.

after i had public speaking. it was awful. we had to do a speech right away. and i wouldn't have minded so much if we could just speak about ourselves but we had to do the stupid pairing off and talking about our partner thing. this teacher also had crappy ratings on that site. and i found out from someone in another speaking class that they didn't have to do a speech first day and they only have 2 speeches to do for the semester, whereas we have 5 more. like wtf.

at night i had free pizza on the 18th floor. but it was cut short by the RA telling us to get our coats cause there was going to be a fire drill. so i went down to to tell my roommate and we take the elevator down to go grocery shopping before it starts so we don't have to walk down 15 flights of stairs.

so i really can't tell tone with these Americans sometimes. afterwards vicky comes into our room and starts lecturing jess and i about the severity of fire drills and she was so over the top i was so sure she was joking and i was laughing. but then after awhile it became apparent that she was being deadly serious and i was like oh shit sorry.

thursday i had a stalker. some guy saw me as i was exiting the building. and was all like "hey good looking" so i ignored him and kept walking. but i sense that he's behind me and don't turn around. and yeah he was following me for about 5 blocks until he caught up with me and then he said "I'M NOT TRYING TO KILL YOU i just want to talk to you" haha so i talked and walked with him just to be nice. he had a giant black poodle who was super cute. but at the end of the street when he asked for my number i said i didn't have one and bolted.

i was heading to century 21 again for the umpteenth time. when i left i saw my first new york city rat. a guy nudged me and pointed at it.

at night i had painting and the teacher let us out 2 hours early cause it was the first class and we had to buy materials. this class should be a breeze she told us we all get an A. and our homework is to record a dream each week. one week we're supposed to observe a shadow and describe it. in WORDS. i had free ice cream for dinner from the lobby.

friday. had a free donut for breakfast from the breakfast table downstairs. the donut was the least sweetest thing i could see. english again. bought a laptop. it's a cute vaio with inbuilt camera and microphone so will be webcamming it up soon when i figure it all out.

i don't know why but i keep thinking I'm going to bump into someone i know on the streets. some guy punched me in the arm and then started waving frantically in my face like i should recognize him. things like that keep happening.

finally met up with allie. we had dinner in little italy. then we walked around saks fifth avenue and rockefeller ice rink which looks so big in movies but is actually the size of your backyard pool.

today is saturday and i did have a science class to go to but i think i'm going to drop out. cause i want to save my science for astronomy! so i think i'm going to replace it with french.

The cigarettes don't have warnings here.

I'm reading this for english.

Letting it sink in.
I don't know why I look so tired and beaten up. It might be my crappy bed.

The rest of my english texts save two that i forgot to get.

In case you've forgotten what I look like.

This chick looks the same.