Happiness, hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with a drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming so you better run
Run fast for your mother run fast for your father
Run for your children for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind you
Can't carry it with you if you want to survive
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses
Cuz here they come
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/f/florence_and_the_machine/dog_days_are_over.html ]
And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had
And what was left after that too. oh.
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the back
Struck from a great height
By someone who should know better than that
The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses
Cuz here they come
Run fast for your mother and fast for your father
Run for your children for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your loving behind you
Can't carry it with you if you want to survive
The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses because here they come
The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses because here they come
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWOyfLBYtuU
Monday, April 18, 2011
Mixed Feelings
Its funny, a few months ago I was crying as I said goodbye to the life I knew.
Now, I'm crying as I say goodbye to the life I discovered.
Tell me please, is there a way of saying goodbye? How am I suppose to leave all of this behind. How am I supposed to go back where I left off. Is that even possible?
So much time. So many changes.
I left the expected and came to the unknown. I am hypnotized by the beauty of it.
Now what should I expect as I return?
Now, I'm crying as I say goodbye to the life I discovered.
Tell me please, is there a way of saying goodbye? How am I suppose to leave all of this behind. How am I supposed to go back where I left off. Is that even possible?
So much time. So many changes.
I left the expected and came to the unknown. I am hypnotized by the beauty of it.
Now what should I expect as I return?
Friday, April 8, 2011
Opening Up
It does not come as a surprise to me that sometimes you can become fully aware of who you are, where you're heading, how you perceive things and how could you do things differently. When you're hit with this kind of awareness, there is nothing much to do, but to think and maybe act upon it.
These couple of weeks I became fully aware of the power that human beings have to open up. We can open up to several things. We can open up our minds and understand something that we couldn't some time ago. We can open up our hearts and let someone in. We can open up our eyes and understand something's true beauty.
It is not easy to put yourself out there, and that is what opening up means. Exposing yourself to someone, to everyone, to risks. It is becoming vulnerable. It is becoming naive. It takes a lot, even to open up and be honest with yourself. Sometimes it's just easier to shut down.
I opened myself to new friendships, to people. I opened up to someone in particular. To my surprise, it has grown, it has matured and it is making a daily difference in my life. Friends are never enough, even when we think "you know what, I'm good with what I have". Good people around you is a blessing.
And I have been blessed in NYC.
These couple of weeks I became fully aware of the power that human beings have to open up. We can open up to several things. We can open up our minds and understand something that we couldn't some time ago. We can open up our hearts and let someone in. We can open up our eyes and understand something's true beauty.
It is not easy to put yourself out there, and that is what opening up means. Exposing yourself to someone, to everyone, to risks. It is becoming vulnerable. It is becoming naive. It takes a lot, even to open up and be honest with yourself. Sometimes it's just easier to shut down.
I opened myself to new friendships, to people. I opened up to someone in particular. To my surprise, it has grown, it has matured and it is making a daily difference in my life. Friends are never enough, even when we think "you know what, I'm good with what I have". Good people around you is a blessing.
And I have been blessed in NYC.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Coping
I have had them on my Itunes, on my car radio, on cd's, on my mind for six whole years. I would have never thought that one day I would see them live. What would an unknown small band (small for brazilians, huge in America) do in Brazil? I knew this was out of my league.
City Winery. Six years later. I had the pleasure to listen to one of my favorites ( and must say) forgotten band.
It was intimate, it was personal, it was real. Hearing him made me feel it all over again.. Feelings and songs that were buried, were left behind, were part of the past.The power of music may never be underestimated.
It is not about the upcoming new bands, it is not about knowing every single musician out there. It is truly about knowing your favorites bands, feeling them, letting them in.
Today, I had a music invasion, it made my soul melt.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8cMy-Jmoso
City Winery. Six years later. I had the pleasure to listen to one of my favorites ( and must say) forgotten band.
It was intimate, it was personal, it was real. Hearing him made me feel it all over again.. Feelings and songs that were buried, were left behind, were part of the past.The power of music may never be underestimated.
It is not about the upcoming new bands, it is not about knowing every single musician out there. It is truly about knowing your favorites bands, feeling them, letting them in.
Today, I had a music invasion, it made my soul melt.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8cMy-Jmoso
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Managing Expectations
When I was young I had a very strong p.o.v on how to act and expect of people. Yes, some may call me radical, but I just call them principles. People with them are hard to find, but once you do, hold on to them. ( They are the ones who will be there for you, when you least expect).
Today, as I grow older, I try to maintain myself close to people who do have values, principles and concerns that are very much aligned with mine. When I am going to meet a new person, and decide whether that person will become a close friend, that is something that now I take account for.
Well, ok, all of that may sound easy and obvious, but as I learned during the years, it is not all black and white ( as much as I believed and wanted it to be). Life does have shades of gray, and knowing how to fit my values inside this shade is the challenge I face myself today, in my early 20's.
As I was talking and thinking about this subject.. trying to understand if I had any growth on my part, I came across a very common thought that many people share: expect less from people, you will avoid getting hurt. I think this is crap today, as I thought this was crap four years ago. I do expect people to be nice, to act upon the definition of friendship and to believe on their principles. I do however, see a shade of gray, that in the past was yet not deciphered by me: I do not do to others, or treat others, as I would like them to treat me. ( I would like to, but all my friends disappointed me one time or the other- as I have disappointed them). The truth is, I will do what I have to, because I believe that this is right. If others don't agree with me or would do it differently, then go ahead. I just rather be me. No hard feelings.
I realized that today, I believe even more in my principles. I do believe that " preto no branco" would make all of our lives better, but I now know how to manage the shades of gray..even though it is hard and makes me feel sometimes like a fake.
I also realized that today, there are few people whom I admire, which is sad. I also realized that true friends.. ixi.. those are so hard to find.. and to maintain.. as people are always changing and evolving. Especially, because with time, people do grow apart.
I found that inside of me, because I have my values so strong in my heart, it is much easier to let people do what they think is right, and not agree with them. I understand now, that I will not change the world, I will not change people, and all I can really do with (A LOT OF EFFORT) is change myself.
The ones that say that will not change, are ignorants. You must evolve. You must let people do their own shit, but you must be true to your heart.
I am true to my beliefs, principles and values. I still have strong p.o.v's, but now I really know how to manage them better without getting disappointed all the time. And again, I would rather be me.
Today, as I grow older, I try to maintain myself close to people who do have values, principles and concerns that are very much aligned with mine. When I am going to meet a new person, and decide whether that person will become a close friend, that is something that now I take account for.
Well, ok, all of that may sound easy and obvious, but as I learned during the years, it is not all black and white ( as much as I believed and wanted it to be). Life does have shades of gray, and knowing how to fit my values inside this shade is the challenge I face myself today, in my early 20's.
As I was talking and thinking about this subject.. trying to understand if I had any growth on my part, I came across a very common thought that many people share: expect less from people, you will avoid getting hurt. I think this is crap today, as I thought this was crap four years ago. I do expect people to be nice, to act upon the definition of friendship and to believe on their principles. I do however, see a shade of gray, that in the past was yet not deciphered by me: I do not do to others, or treat others, as I would like them to treat me. ( I would like to, but all my friends disappointed me one time or the other- as I have disappointed them). The truth is, I will do what I have to, because I believe that this is right. If others don't agree with me or would do it differently, then go ahead. I just rather be me. No hard feelings.
I realized that today, I believe even more in my principles. I do believe that " preto no branco" would make all of our lives better, but I now know how to manage the shades of gray..even though it is hard and makes me feel sometimes like a fake.
I also realized that today, there are few people whom I admire, which is sad. I also realized that true friends.. ixi.. those are so hard to find.. and to maintain.. as people are always changing and evolving. Especially, because with time, people do grow apart.
I found that inside of me, because I have my values so strong in my heart, it is much easier to let people do what they think is right, and not agree with them. I understand now, that I will not change the world, I will not change people, and all I can really do with (A LOT OF EFFORT) is change myself.
The ones that say that will not change, are ignorants. You must evolve. You must let people do their own shit, but you must be true to your heart.
I am true to my beliefs, principles and values. I still have strong p.o.v's, but now I really know how to manage them better without getting disappointed all the time. And again, I would rather be me.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Turning Point
As I walked down 6th street, not too far from my doorstep, I opened my purse to reach out my keys.
Our eyes met. A guy, looked at me, even better, stared. I broke the contact, got my keys and took some more steps to get home.
If this were in any other place, any other time, I would be so scared, and I would surrender myself to what would come. The assault, the violence, the feeling of being really vulnerable.
But this time, I literally just went for my keys. Feeling safe, feeling confident, feeling normal.
What I used to live, is not a life at all. It is desperation. What I thought was Ok, is actually not acceptable.
This night was a turning point for me. Today, I truly felt like life is exactly what it is supposed to be.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Paris vs New York
I love this blog, and now that I am living in the city, it is easier for me to identify.
http://parisvsnyc.blogspot.com/
Innovator's Dilemma
I have to hand it to the author, how was he able to write such a boring book? Really, this man has the gift. It is beyond my comprehension.
I can have a good night sleep but as I reach out to the book I can already feel my mouth trying a yawn. Yes, it has become physical.
Just because you're a Harvard professor doesn't give you the right to bore me to death. How can a guy call himself modern and up-to-date when he writes about steel as the prime example of innovative technology. Can't you write about something easier to relate to, please?
As I try to concentrate and motivate myself on writing a 5 page essay about this book, I at least was entertained by these guys:
I can have a good night sleep but as I reach out to the book I can already feel my mouth trying a yawn. Yes, it has become physical.
Just because you're a Harvard professor doesn't give you the right to bore me to death. How can a guy call himself modern and up-to-date when he writes about steel as the prime example of innovative technology. Can't you write about something easier to relate to, please?
As I try to concentrate and motivate myself on writing a 5 page essay about this book, I at least was entertained by these guys:
Monday, March 7, 2011
Blue Valentine
Won't tell you what the movie is about.
Won't tell you who is in it.
Won't tell you anything.
Just wanted to share that it's been about 7 hrs that I've seen the movie and can't stop thinking about it.
Do me a favor and google it.
Won't tell you who is in it.
Won't tell you anything.
Just wanted to share that it's been about 7 hrs that I've seen the movie and can't stop thinking about it.
Do me a favor and google it.
It's a Given
Living with someone might be a challenge. Thankfully, my roommate does not make this feel like a challenge at all.
At first, I thought that what we had was given. Was NORMAL.Was the way it should be. Sharing guilty pleasures and having one do the bed while the other does the dishes is the same thing as knowing that we have nine planets out in the universe ( I do not think that Pluto is not a planet).
But, as I found out during my stay here, it is not. What we share is rare, its raw and its blessed.
I thought that by now, I would know what I should and shouldn't take for granted. But I was mistaken.
The life I live, the people I hold close to my heart and the feelings that I own are not common. It is in fact very special.
This one goes out to friendship, to a warm felt place, to Ariela. To all the things that I do not take for granted.
At first, I thought that what we had was given. Was NORMAL.Was the way it should be. Sharing guilty pleasures and having one do the bed while the other does the dishes is the same thing as knowing that we have nine planets out in the universe ( I do not think that Pluto is not a planet).
But, as I found out during my stay here, it is not. What we share is rare, its raw and its blessed.
I thought that by now, I would know what I should and shouldn't take for granted. But I was mistaken.
The life I live, the people I hold close to my heart and the feelings that I own are not common. It is in fact very special.
This one goes out to friendship, to a warm felt place, to Ariela. To all the things that I do not take for granted.
Going the distance
This weekend was all about seeing and hearing about long distance relationships. Weird enough, I'm in one of those, so talk about relating.
This made me think, is long distance that sucky? Well, YES. But there are some people who made this work. From the top of my head, I can think about a couple, and I'm not counting those I saw on the movies. Is it hard work? Hell YES. But it is possible, and certainly "do-able".
Relationships are meant to be easy, even long distance ones. If you are not in one of these, than (girl) you better want out. I don't know one relationship that doesn't need work, but I do know lots that are easy like a sunday morning.
Saudade hurts, but it can be manageable with daily post-its. One for each day that we are apart.
Saudade hurts, but it can be light with five calls a day. Just to be sure you are OK.
Saudade can be healthy, because you can realize that somethings are meant to be lived alone, but others are meant to be seen with your other half.
Saudade can be healthy, because you can suddenly realize how confident and secure you are about that one other person.
Going the distance,
taking this step,
being apart is a bold act. I salute the ones that did.
Going way back
Seeing someone from school can take you back. Way back.
I dont' know why, but I guess its because you realize who you were back then and who you are now. What you became to be.
Seeing someone from school can make you think. Think about what you used to think when you were younger, and what you believe now. They can make you reflect upon your changes, your growth, and even your immaturity.
Seeing someone from school can make you feel. Feel things that you thought you were done with. Have feelings that you've forgotten about. Feelings that you wished you continued on feeling.
Seeing someone from school can make you glow. Can show you that friends are friends, and that time is just a variable. You can get a dirty lip from drinking coffee and they will call out on you with no formality at all. You can take a bath and get naked that she won't judge your panties. You can talk bull, you can talk open, you can be yourself.
Some call it a blast from the past. I think it's the road for continuos discovery.
Friday, February 25, 2011
Broadway Kicks Ass
First times are a major high. Doing something, seeing someone, being somewhere for the very first time, will make you feel goosebumps, no matter your age, style, gender, or whatever.
Yesterday, was my first time at Broadway. I don't think I have the words to describe all that I felt. People gave me heads up, told me it was going to be great. But I really, don't think great comes anywhere near that.
The play I chose to see last night, was Spider-Man. Its the first sci-fi play on Broadway. It is a huge production, full of technological stunts, and young actors ( really young). I confess I got myself mistaken with a 8 yr old as I let the word WOW slip away from my mouth various amount of times.
I won't say much about the actual plot (since everybody knows it), but seeing spiderman flying around, seeing the scenario change and lift all the time.. man, it was something beyond this world.
I couldn't believe I spent my entire life without ever living throughout such an experience. Everyone should see a Broadway production, sometime in their lives. What a treat. Really.
I am officially hooked on Broadway. My new ( and must say expensive vice).
Yesterday, was my first time at Broadway. I don't think I have the words to describe all that I felt. People gave me heads up, told me it was going to be great. But I really, don't think great comes anywhere near that.
The play I chose to see last night, was Spider-Man. Its the first sci-fi play on Broadway. It is a huge production, full of technological stunts, and young actors ( really young). I confess I got myself mistaken with a 8 yr old as I let the word WOW slip away from my mouth various amount of times.
I won't say much about the actual plot (since everybody knows it), but seeing spiderman flying around, seeing the scenario change and lift all the time.. man, it was something beyond this world.
I couldn't believe I spent my entire life without ever living throughout such an experience. Everyone should see a Broadway production, sometime in their lives. What a treat. Really.
I am officially hooked on Broadway. My new ( and must say expensive vice).
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Never seizes to amaze me
Once again I found inspiration in the NY streets. Walking down the same streets on my way to NYU, for some reason I decided to look another way, and suddenly saw something that I've never even noticed in my past weeks here: This all artsy and put together pole, just beautiful.
And before crossing the streets, I felt something that only NY could give me: renewal, excitement, the feeling that in this city I will never stop to be amazed. As I thought that I had a routine, a schedule down here, this moment just showed me the opposite. This moment just showed why NY is so special. And what I saw, was exactly a summary of my sightseeing day in the city.
After class, all of us went to Max Brenner ( this incredible place) and once again I've been amazed by NY's charm. The possibility of having fondue with smores not only is delicious but refreshing.
NYC will never seize to amaze me. At least that's my thought at this moment.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Vontade
This one goes out to Martina, who introduced me to tomato soup. Delicious and my new thing here in NY.
Here goes the recipe:
Here goes the recipe:
Ingredients
Directions
Freezin'
I'm too cold to think. Too cold to write. Too cold to even move. The weather forecast said it would be windy, but no idea it could wind this much. Yesterday was such a teaser I can't believe it. The truth is, even prepared for the cold, I don't think our bodies are prepared to handle this much torture. Yes, I will call it torture.
I'm at home, and still wearing a hat, scarf and a fluffy jacket. Thank god for blankets and heaters (even though ours doesn't work).
As a good friend said to me right now via Skype, I'm looking like a Machu Picchu correspondent freezing my ass off haha.
As we slowly warm up, by eating chocolate that Pi brought, I remember us out in Soho, cold as hell, laughing of each other and at this situation. This is worth it. All of it.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Lunch Delight
With Pituka here, it's like we are on vacations. We just had an incredible day.
Will not write much, but will share our amazing lunch/dinner.
All I can say right now is : DELICIA
Will not write much, but will share our amazing lunch/dinner.
All I can say right now is : DELICIA
Thursday, February 17, 2011
What NY has to offer
Heading home from NYU, I realized in a 5 minute walk how this day changed my life for the rest of my life. Want me to explain how? I will highlight the three most important things that happened to me today, and if still interested, read furthermore for details. (This is going to take a while)
1.) I overheard a typical and very characteristic talk by two NY men.
2.) A sobbing moment at the Grand Central Station, after a job offering.
3.) Thanks to my father, I had the opportunity to register to a music marketing class and have class with the Chief Information Officer from Billboard.
Interested? Let's continue..
As I was waiting for my interview at Carat's building, (for more info of what Carat is: http://carat.com/carat/index.jsp ) I had the opportunity to overhear a business talk within two men. Well-dressed, elegant in fancy suits, these men were giving me a 101 of how Trump makes a business. In less than 10 minute talk I think I heard the phrase: " It's not personal, it's just business" quite a few times. These men were ruthless, and bragging about their achievements, and gossiping about who left what company, and why some guy hated him because he was his boss in another company, some time ago.
As they continued on rambling, I sought out to my own thoughts: these guys are representing to me the other side of NY that I still haven't seen. The part where ambition was Julia Roberts word for this city on Eat, Pray and Love movie.
Some time after that, Human Resources called me in for my interview. I will not hold you up by telling everything that was said in this interview but I will tell you this: I know now why America works. I know now why Americans are so good at business and entertainment. As I talked about my goals and what I wanted to pursue, I realized their astonishment with my English, and how their minds were changing about international students/workers.
My interview ended with the company telling me that this was NY, the capital of the world and they could offer me whatever I wanted. They could offer me the learning experience, the whole view of how a business comes to work. They could offer me what I wanted so I could achieve my goals. They valued my interest and in return, would offer me a full time job in NYC.
Blown of out of my mind, I caught myself in the middle of Grand Central Station crying for the achievement made this morning while calling my loved ones. Alone, I looked around and seized the moment, because this was all me.
Moving on to the third and final point of this post today, I had the amazing opportunity to take a class in which I literally wanted to leave the room as I skimmed around the syllabus. Music Marketing 1. When the teacher told me her name, I freaked out. She, who I would come to know in a couple of weeks as a guest speaker of my other class is now my full time teacher, the CIO of Billboard the one who knows everything there is to know about the music biz is here in front of me. Strict, harsh, I suddenly realized this class would not be an easy one. Two assignments already due, a log to keep and a term subject outline to hand in next class started to freak me out. What could I offer Susan? She knows it all. I suddenly I fell in love with NYU for the second time this week. NY is offering me this class. This could only happen here.
I want to make a proposal to you: I have a term project assignment in which I have to choose a band and evaluate the marketing and promotion efforts behind their latest release. Immediately, I thought about Avioes do Forro and their phenomenon in Brazil but I would like to ask you, for ideas. Key questions that I have to answer are about sales, how did they use diverse channels to advertise and estimate how much was spent promoting this artist.
In return, I have to offer YOU something right? So here goes some of the things we discussed in class and that are cool for you to surf Google and to take a look:
- Listen to Grammy's new artist winner Esperanza Spalding
- Surf Kickstarter.com and see what this new website is doing
-Watch Eminem's Chrysler commercial http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SKL254Y_jtc
-Listen and watch the OK Go viral videos, reference world wide http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qybUFnY7Y8w
Am I offering enough?
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
314 East 6th Street
I dont' think it's a coincidence that I decided to start off this blog in English. I really don't. At first, it seemed obvious to me, but now, thinking about it carefully, it all makes sense. How can I start to describe this city's vibe in portuguese? I could try, but I knew it will be a long shot.
In class today, I had to write my NY address. Writing 314 East 6th Street is something I've done more than 10 thousand times. But today, as I wrote it down in paper, I thought man, this is really home to now. As I was writing the address, I thought about how I have a place on our table, how the apt dynamic is coming to be, how I missed Li for so long and how I am now calling the apt my house.
As I walk down the streets to my apartment ( which I share with Ariela-), I look around and finally feel that the city is talking to me back. Warming up to me, as I slowly, recognize the streets, signs, stores..
Ariela couldn't chosen any other place for us to live. The East Village is something else. I walk in our neighborhood and see the people, the "feirinhas", the Indian food places, the many and overwhelming tattoo shops and think: Man oh Man, this is the shit. This is the place in NY that best describes who I am at this moment: young, explorer, open.
As I head back from school, I get myself without my gloves, feeling extremely well and dare to say almost hot, and suddenly look to the STOMP sign near home and think: I truly identify.
This is me embracing NYC, making this my home.
In class today, I had to write my NY address. Writing 314 East 6th Street is something I've done more than 10 thousand times. But today, as I wrote it down in paper, I thought man, this is really home to now. As I was writing the address, I thought about how I have a place on our table, how the apt dynamic is coming to be, how I missed Li for so long and how I am now calling the apt my house.
Ariela couldn't chosen any other place for us to live. The East Village is something else. I walk in our neighborhood and see the people, the "feirinhas", the Indian food places, the many and overwhelming tattoo shops and think: Man oh Man, this is the shit. This is the place in NY that best describes who I am at this moment: young, explorer, open.
As I head back from school, I get myself without my gloves, feeling extremely well and dare to say almost hot, and suddenly look to the STOMP sign near home and think: I truly identify.
This is me embracing NYC, making this my home.
Beyond Digital
As I saw the teacher unlocking the door, I have to say, I got excited. What does this teacher who has a "Woody-Allen-meets-Stuart-Little" look has to say. How will the class begin? Questions didn't stop there. Who are my fellow classmates? Are they old? young? Hip? As I walked in to the classroom I came across a very interesting scene: black floors, gray walls. NYU has a very dark class environment? It seems so. I felt self conscious. Was I out of shape school wise?
The classroom suddenly grew on me. 15 of us, all looking around, playing around with our cells ( I must note, I was the only one w/o an Iphone). And as I started getting used to the atmosphere, a QUIZ began. What? On the first day of class? Yes. and what a Quiz, what a dynamic.
Ira Mayer was his name. The one who began his class with a quiz. Who had a quite dramatic entrance. and as soon as I started answering those questions I knew I was in the right place.
After a couple of hours of class, I left the room in awe! I had a great time, and can't wait to get to my class assignments.
He left us with a question, and which I'll leave to you too:
What if there's something beyond digital, that will make digital look analogic?
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Taking the first bite
Since I just arrived in NY to start off a new chapter and adventure in my life, I decided that this blog should be in English.Well, I could write some of the posts in Portuguese, but let's begin with an English one for now.
I only just arrived but I already made a discovery about myself: i am undecided person. I cannot decide where to go, what to eat, whether I should wash or not my hair, and which subway line is best. I think something bit me, and I wish that in a couple of days, the venom will leave. But I do have one thing that I'm sure of: I am fucking happy that I decided to come.
For those who never studied abroad, here's some gold for you: whether you're alone or with friends, it'll be tough. You can try to hide it with beers and touristic sites, but leaving your comfortable life behind to explore the unknown can make you shit your pants.
When you move further away from this phase, which I dare to believe is where I stand right now, thrills and goosebumps are the ones that prevail. This is all I feel- even in my sleep. I think I should be less dramatic, once washing the dishes and cleaning the apt isn't a thrill at all..
If you read this far, and is wondering, why and what the fuck is she writing about, here's a msg for you:
I will not give NY best tips ( since I'll be learning where to go and what to do from scratch- and posting my thoughts here)
I will not write as if I were a cry baby
I will not reveal my inner most secrets.
I will just register what goes on during my stay in the Big Apple.
If you wish to stay, then just please, take a bite.
I only just arrived but I already made a discovery about myself: i am undecided person. I cannot decide where to go, what to eat, whether I should wash or not my hair, and which subway line is best. I think something bit me, and I wish that in a couple of days, the venom will leave. But I do have one thing that I'm sure of: I am fucking happy that I decided to come.
For those who never studied abroad, here's some gold for you: whether you're alone or with friends, it'll be tough. You can try to hide it with beers and touristic sites, but leaving your comfortable life behind to explore the unknown can make you shit your pants.
When you move further away from this phase, which I dare to believe is where I stand right now, thrills and goosebumps are the ones that prevail. This is all I feel- even in my sleep. I think I should be less dramatic, once washing the dishes and cleaning the apt isn't a thrill at all..
If you read this far, and is wondering, why and what the fuck is she writing about, here's a msg for you:
I will not give NY best tips ( since I'll be learning where to go and what to do from scratch- and posting my thoughts here)
I will not write as if I were a cry baby
I will not reveal my inner most secrets.
I will just register what goes on during my stay in the Big Apple.
If you wish to stay, then just please, take a bite.
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