The state I'm in...
Ok, so admittedly, it's been a while since my last post - so sue me! I've been busy! Very busy... so much has been happening in the last three weeks - Nadia's visit for a week, 4 papers (10,000 words), not sleeping and spending a whole lot of time being festive. Highs and lows have been:
- not sleeping for several days continuously, and then sleeping for way too long
- a full 9 hours of shopping for Xmas presents (both a high and a low - I LOVE buying presents for people on the condition that I actually get presents that are fiting and reasonably practical, but I HATE Times Square at rush hour the week before Xmas, why would anyone inflict that on themselves)
- Ice skating, not once, but twice at Bryant Park
- Comparing the Xmas tree at Bryant Park to the one at the Rockefeller Centre.
- Stealing ornaments from the Xmas tree at Bryant Park.
- Hot apple cider
- The Colour Purple, the Oprah endorsed Broadway Musical
- Going to Serendipity 3 (as of the eponymous film)
- Having to leave Serendipity 3 upon the arrival of my giant sundae owing to a migraine that caused me to be rather ill in the back of a yellow taxi
- The Met (Metrapolitan Museum of Art doncha know)
- The Guggenheim
- Bowery Poetry Club
- Borat, Happy Feet, Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny (my, I have been discerning in my movie going)
- Endless diner trips at all hours of the day and night
- Central Park
- The Empire State Building (I finally went up!)
- Watching movies on Kassie's bed
- Late night Jazz clubs in the West Villiage
- Spinning the sculpture at Astor Place
- Serious boy trouble
...and this is just a small selection. Mental.
Nothing, however, compares to today. For the kids at Brookdale, December 17th was Christmas this year. We got up early after late night of watching Love Actually (having watched Home Alone two days previously) and Kassie, Kirsten and Rosh made an amazing breakfast of eggs, parfait (museli, yoghurt, fruit), banana pancakes and such like. This was followed by a long session of present giving which was so much fun. Everyone bought fantastic gifts, very thoughtful and beautiful (even I managed some pretty good ones) and I got an amazing haul. Some of them don't make sense without the anecdotes and in jokes that go with them, which just makes them even more wonderful. I think the fact that I got a tiny flask with miny booze, a Shakespeare finger puppet and art supplies shows just how brilliantly these guys have me sussed. They really are my NY family, which makes this whole situation so bittersweet, because they are all leaving this week, starting on Tuesday. James and Stacey compiled a slideshow with music of all our best photos (just like you, dad) and watching this set all of us off crying. Even me, and I'm supposed to be a hardass! We had a bit of a rest, and then went to the comedy club for the last time this evening - every week, they ask the audience for a word to form their improvisations around and we'd been trying to get in there first for ages. Tonight, at last, Kirsten and me belted out "JANE AUSTEN", and then were mocked for hi fiving, but we know who the cool kids are. Besides, it meant that there were loads of dodgy British accents which were hilarious. Afterwards we managed to get photographed with some of the SNL regulars, very exciting. We got home, and I booked my flights to the West Coast - 7th to 17th of January. I'd love to plot my route on google earth and share it with y'all - if I could just figure out how the hell to do it (tips, anyone?). Currently the tour includes LA, San Fransisco, Eugene and Portland in Oregon, and a whole lot of travelling in between. I'm so excited I can hardly sit still, not least because it means I will be able to see all my American friends one more time before I have to face life without them. Which is enough to make me start crying again!
Well I have an exam tomorrow, and I can't even remember the last night I slept properly, so here are a few pictures to tide you over until I can get together a full selection. For now I'm going to bed, at long last. As for these guys, well, I couldn't have asked for a more wonderful group of friends, and tonight I'm one very honoured and humbled person. This was perhaps the best Christmas ever, and it's no surprise to me that it didn't even fall on Christmas. Have a very merry one - goodnight!
- not sleeping for several days continuously, and then sleeping for way too long
- a full 9 hours of shopping for Xmas presents (both a high and a low - I LOVE buying presents for people on the condition that I actually get presents that are fiting and reasonably practical, but I HATE Times Square at rush hour the week before Xmas, why would anyone inflict that on themselves)
- Ice skating, not once, but twice at Bryant Park
- Comparing the Xmas tree at Bryant Park to the one at the Rockefeller Centre.
- Stealing ornaments from the Xmas tree at Bryant Park.
- Hot apple cider
- The Colour Purple, the Oprah endorsed Broadway Musical
- Going to Serendipity 3 (as of the eponymous film)
- Having to leave Serendipity 3 upon the arrival of my giant sundae owing to a migraine that caused me to be rather ill in the back of a yellow taxi
- The Met (Metrapolitan Museum of Art doncha know)
- The Guggenheim
- Bowery Poetry Club
- Borat, Happy Feet, Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny (my, I have been discerning in my movie going)
- Endless diner trips at all hours of the day and night
- Central Park
- The Empire State Building (I finally went up!)
- Watching movies on Kassie's bed
- Late night Jazz clubs in the West Villiage
- Spinning the sculpture at Astor Place
- Serious boy trouble
...and this is just a small selection. Mental.
Nothing, however, compares to today. For the kids at Brookdale, December 17th was Christmas this year. We got up early after late night of watching Love Actually (having watched Home Alone two days previously) and Kassie, Kirsten and Rosh made an amazing breakfast of eggs, parfait (museli, yoghurt, fruit), banana pancakes and such like. This was followed by a long session of present giving which was so much fun. Everyone bought fantastic gifts, very thoughtful and beautiful (even I managed some pretty good ones) and I got an amazing haul. Some of them don't make sense without the anecdotes and in jokes that go with them, which just makes them even more wonderful. I think the fact that I got a tiny flask with miny booze, a Shakespeare finger puppet and art supplies shows just how brilliantly these guys have me sussed. They really are my NY family, which makes this whole situation so bittersweet, because they are all leaving this week, starting on Tuesday. James and Stacey compiled a slideshow with music of all our best photos (just like you, dad) and watching this set all of us off crying. Even me, and I'm supposed to be a hardass! We had a bit of a rest, and then went to the comedy club for the last time this evening - every week, they ask the audience for a word to form their improvisations around and we'd been trying to get in there first for ages. Tonight, at last, Kirsten and me belted out "JANE AUSTEN", and then were mocked for hi fiving, but we know who the cool kids are. Besides, it meant that there were loads of dodgy British accents which were hilarious. Afterwards we managed to get photographed with some of the SNL regulars, very exciting. We got home, and I booked my flights to the West Coast - 7th to 17th of January. I'd love to plot my route on google earth and share it with y'all - if I could just figure out how the hell to do it (tips, anyone?). Currently the tour includes LA, San Fransisco, Eugene and Portland in Oregon, and a whole lot of travelling in between. I'm so excited I can hardly sit still, not least because it means I will be able to see all my American friends one more time before I have to face life without them. Which is enough to make me start crying again!
Well I have an exam tomorrow, and I can't even remember the last night I slept properly, so here are a few pictures to tide you over until I can get together a full selection. For now I'm going to bed, at long last. As for these guys, well, I couldn't have asked for a more wonderful group of friends, and tonight I'm one very honoured and humbled person. This was perhaps the best Christmas ever, and it's no surprise to me that it didn't even fall on Christmas. Have a very merry one - goodnight!
PS, just in case I forgot I live in New York, I just popped to the toilet, only to see a dead cockroach belly up in the middle of the room. That thing was the size of my thumb, I swear.
Yuk. Oh and of course the answer is New York... that would be the state I'm in. For now.
posted by Chantal @ 10:29 PM
2 Comments:
I'm glad you've had a good time this last week.
The boy trouble seems over though, so that's one less thing. :-\
So jealours your going to Portland, I have a friend from there who says 'Holler' in a way I could never pull off!
M x x
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