SOMETIMES..

Sometimes I wonder what the heck is wrong with everyone.

Sometimes I am so overcome with hunger that I seriously contemplate eating my own arm.

Sometimes I can go weeks if not months not talking to some friends and can pick right back up where we left off.

Sometimes I drop my phone a good three times in one day and am shocked to find that it still works.

Sometimes my dad shocks me with his generosity.

Sometimes I get carried away on web md and self diagnose myself with a million different things only to hear that I am perfectly fine.

Sometimes when Im in class my stomach growls so loud that I get embarrassed.

Sometimes when I drive, I feel like I am the only one on the road who actually KNOWS HOW to drive.

Sometimes I step in dog sh*t and it sucks.

Sometimes I am convinced that I can predict the future. With that being said, Sometimes I am off.

Sometimes CURB YOUR ENTHUSIASM makes me laugh out loud when I am alone in bed.

Sometimes listening is better than speaking.

CREATION (IN BULLET FORM)..

-I love the MOMA. I think I can move in there for good. Dont even get me started on the book shop and the design store. Ughh, sheer heaven. I had to go to the BAUHAUS exhibit for school. The collection was so extensive and beautifully chosen. I am obsessed with architecture and its background. It amazing how even a simple cheap IKEA chair has historical roots dating back to forever ago. I love when things make sense and have reason. With architecture, its a given. I have so much respect for architects and artists. Imagine, creating a building, a piece of furniture or a masterpiece and the world crediting you for it? How freaking mind blowing is that?!

-The weather was perfect today, the parking situation was not. Driving into the city was another story. Theres nothing worse than getting into a close call with another driver only to find out that you know them. Just a second ago you were screaming "What are you doing???!!" and then the revelation comes and you just want to hide. It wasnt my fault but Im horrified.

-When people around me are happy, I feel happy. When theyre stressed Im stressed. I guess thats the LIBRA in me.

-My screen saver on my phone is a picture of the PILLSBURY DOUGHBOY. It always makes me smile. Its definitely a conversation piece.

- I need a new computer badly. The color wheel has become a staple on my screen. I have 6500 pictures, I wonder if thats why. Ive had a nice run with this one-- a good 3 years but its time for a new baby.

- I could also use a vacation. Just saying...

I think this post is boring so Ill stop now.

AHA!

Ive had an epiphany.

I am scared to death of my RES 1 class. It gives me anxiety, it makes me feel insecure and it completely overwhelms me. Yet, I am successful at it if you go by my grades. We have one project left which seems like it will be hell to complete and I am scared to death of it. I wonder how many other people feel the way I do when it comes to something new and challenging. I just want to run away and hide from it until its over. I guess feeling scared is a normal way to feel when things are unfamiliar but it doesnt necessarily mean that we are automatically going to fail.

Yep, profound I know.

I watched BEACHES today and was crying 45 minutes into the movie. Rain and sad movies are a perfect combo.

I love twitter.

Long nails make it hard to type on my blackberry. Im over them.

Remember FUN DIP?!

AND IM LIKE....

So..

This week was pretty interesting. I was meeting a potential client in a cafe to discuss some things and I got there earlier than them. I hate when that happens, especially when you dont even know what this person looks like. A guy walked into the cafe and was looking around... "DAVE?" I say. "No" he answers, "sorry" I say as my face turned beet red. One thing I tend to do is say what Im thinking out loud sometimes not even realizing it. "Wow, that was horrifying" I say to myself except it came out loud. The cafe was pretty full, the people next to me on other tables started to laugh. BTW, we all should be able to laugh at ourselves. He walks over to me and says.. "Are you Patrick?" "No, not today, at least" I answer. We laugh. I vow to keep my head down and wait for "DAVE" to find me, Im done with awkward encounters for the day.

He walks in and says.. "R?" "YES!! thats me!!" Yay. So anyway we sit down and start to talk. Two minutes into our convo a homeless bum walks into the cafe and starts screaming at the top of his lungs. " Now listen here everyone.. I love MICHAEL JACKSON! I need to see his movie!! THIS IS IT!!!! SO I NEED THE MONEY TO BUY A TICKET. DO U UNDERSTAND?? SOMEONES GOTTA GIMME MONEY NOW" Best thing about NY is that no one is really fazed by this stuff. they hardly even look up from their skim chai lattes. At this point the yuppie manager comes out and tries to escort the bum out of the cafe calmly telling him that he need to go NOW. The bum continues to scream and stumble saying that hes not going anywhere, that he will "kick his white ass" if he touches him. Back up arrives, his felloow co worker whos huskier but has a calmer demeanor. They threaten to call the cops, the first guy starts counting to ten. He says he "aint scared" and that hes "been to jail" before. He continues to taunt the manager mercilessly.

I go back and forth thinking to myself, cant we all just give him the 12 bucks and make him a happy man?? I look around and half the patrons are staring, the other half are doing their own thing unfazed. I quietly reach into my bag for cash but decide to stay out of it. Thing is, I hardly know "Dave" and I dont want to disobey the cafe manager.. I actually feel a tad nervous that the guy is packing heat and that we are all going to die and go to hipster heaven together in this cafe. They finally get him out. I feel sad and regretful not helping him out. I support the ARTS, this man just wanted to see the movie high as a kite. I promise myself that if Im ever in that situation again, because its likely that I will be, (weird stuff always happens to me) I will treat the man to the movie and buy him snacks for the show. I might even friend him on Facebook! Today, even the homeless carry cell phones, surely hed have a fb page. No?!

THE END.

Thats just ONE of the things I experienced that day. You get what Im saying right??


DEEP THOUGHT of the DAY-

One thing I will never understand is when people feel the need to fight each others battles. It shows poor character. I understand loyalty and camaraderie but people take it to another level sometimes. Especially grown adults, its like grow up!! I guess what Im trying to say is that people really shouldnt get involved in other peoples gripes and choose sides its so juvenile.

SOMETIMES...

SOMETIMES I feel like Ive abandoned this blog and its lost its point and direction.

SOMETIMES I miss consistently blogging, no actually I always miss it.

SOMETIMES my manicure lasts for 2 days others it can last for a full week.

SOMETIMES I put rollers in my hair for an hour only to leave my hair looking like it did bef I even bothered 20 min later.

SOMETIMES people let you down and there's nothing you can do about it.

SOMETIMES I can eat a full box of ICE CUBE gum in an hour. Seriously, those things are brilliant,

SOMETIMES catching up with old friends can provide a ton of laughs.

SOMETIMES I honk the sh*t out of slow drivers for a good 15 seconds.

SOMETIMES I want to throw out my ipod and start all over.

SOMETIMES I feel like my life is being narrated aloud as I go thru my daily motions. "Rachel woke up at 9 am feeling...."

SOMETIMES I want to paint my room in PAUL SMITH stripes of color.

SOMETIMES you just have to ride the wave.