October 2nd
Well, it's Sunday. Didn't get a chance to write again until today, because last night was the party. It was, well, interesting, as college parties tend to be. I couldn't drink of course, and Sam only had a few beers, but everyone else was pretty much hammered. We ended up sharing a cab with like 5 people because no one wants to take the subway at night, let alone when their drunk. But even so, it was a pretty great party. I think some senior guys were staring at me (actually I know so), and Sam was a little jealous, but what does he expect? He knows I'd never cheat on him. Sometimes Sam asks me not to dress so sexy… my outfit for that party wasn't that bad, a black mini skirt, a shiny camisole top with a sheer black shirt over it, and black sandal heels. I thought I'd looked pretty good, and I guess the guys did to, but Sam doesn't like it. That makes me kind of mad, when he tries to tell me how to dress. I mean, hello, I am eighteen years old! He has no place in dictating that kind of thing to me. Nevertheless, I still love him. I feel a deeper connection than I ever did to any of my other boyfriends- Robert, Ethan, Jason… I really think that Sam and I could be meant for each other. We just have to work out a few kinks first. Well I have a lot of reading to do, so I better get started on it now.
October 7th
I actually got a letter from Dawn today! She says she's been really busy at UCLA- she's taking 6 classes, is working in one of the offices and she says she's joined a sorority. No wonder she hasn't written me back!!! She seems to be doing well though. Here's something interesting though- she kept writing about this one friend of hers, named Terri. Now from what I can gather Terri is a girl, one whom Dawn spends a lot of time with. Dawn even hinted at the fact that she and Terri are romantically involved. What's weird about is that Dawn won't come right out and say so. I mean, I have no problem with homosexuality. In fact here at NYU, and in the city in general, it's quite common. Maybe I'm interpreting things wrong but I really don't think so. I wish Dawn could just tell me what's going on. She knows that I'm very liberal, and in fact, so are the rest of our friends. Oh well, I guess she'll talk when she's ready. I talked to Claudia on the phone a few nights ago too. Claud seems to really SAIC (School of the Art Institute of Chicago). She loves her art classes, and she seems to have made some really neat friends. She says that Chicago is like a little New York (ok she actually said it's a BETTER, CLEANER New York but I don't agree with her.) I haven't talked to Mary Anne or Kristy recently, but I gather that they're doing as well as the rest of us- making new friends, going to parties, and getting used to college life in general. I'm glad that I finally heard from Dawn. I really didn't want to lose her friendship. Or any of he other BSC members for that matter! Even though we're states apart, I still them love all just as much!
October 10th:
I HATE ENGLISH! Grr. I got my first paper back- a C+. Now English has never been my FAVORITE subject, but I never thought that I was bad at it. Now Claudia would have been delighted with a C+ in English. But here at NYU, you can only get so many C's before they put you on probation. The paper was supposed to have been a persuasive paper on why we feel it is important to go to college. Well I didn't find it too hard, I could think of plenty of reasons why I was at NYU. I even thought I had done well on the paper. Apparently my professor disagreed. This is what she wrote: " Your reasons and support are decent, but the structure of your essay is shaky in places. Your diction, tone and syntax leave something to be desired, and your grammar is weak. This paper is slightly above average, at best. –D. Mitchell." Remember how I said I LIKED my English teacher? Well not anymore! Sam told me not to take it so seriously. He said your first paper always sucks. I wish I could feel that nonchalant about it, but I really can't. It's gunna bug the hell out of me until I get my next grade. I really need to aim for a B on my next paper. On the brighter side, I got an A on my last Calculus quiz. Isn't college funny that way? You'll be doing so well in one class, and you'll feel so excited, and then you'll get a horrible grade in another class and it completely ruins your day.
October 12th:
Baby-sitting Rachael. She's taking a nap, and I have nothing to do. I'm caught up on my readings, and I even finished a sociology paper that's due next week. Sam is back at his dorm working on a project. I suppose I could watch T.V. but lately there has been nothing good on. Lately it seems as though the shows have been getting stupider and stupider. I emailed Kristy earlier and caught her up on what was going on with my life. I'm actually going back to Stoneybrook this week. Sam is going too. We're taking the train in on Friday afternoon and staying until Sunday morning. I want to see Mom, and I'm going to help her out at the store on Saturday. Mom's store just keeps doing better and better. I think it's because it's the only boutique in Stoneybrook that can keep up with the New York City fashions (thanks to yours truly). Saturdays are the craziest days at the store, even though we're only open from 9 to 3. So I run the cash register and help keep things neat while Mom tries to do some work in the back. She also has a few high school girls how help her on after school in and the evenings, so maybe one of them will be there too. Well I guess I'll go chat online now or something, cuz I have nothing to say really.
October 15th:
Lunch Break!!! Wow, I was standing at the register practically all morning. The boutique has had nonstop customers. While I worked the register, Cammi (one of mom's workers) helped people find stuff and opened the dressing rooms while Mom worked in back ordering new winter merchandise. Now she's covering for me while I'm on my lunch hour. So I'm sitting in Wraps, this café next door which has great sandwiches, eating a tuna pita. So far this trip has been a refreshing break. The longer I stay in NYC, the quieter Stoneybrook seems. My train arrived at 1:30 yesterday, and Kristy picked Sam and I up at the train station. We went back to her house and I hung out with Kristy for awhile until mom got home from work and picked me up. Mom and I had a nice dinner at this new Italian restaurant and went home and watched videos. I really miss spending time with mom like this, but sometimes I think that being away from her just helps me to appreciate the time I do spend with her. It was also great to see Kristy again. She told me about her family and what was going on around Stoneybrook, and she filled me in on the people that go to Stoneybrook U. While Kristy doesn't live on campus (who the hell would want a dorm when you live in a mansion!), she does know a lot about what goes on on the campus. She even told me about a party that Logan Bruno had, and then we laughed about how Mary Anne would faint if she knew what he was up to! Yea, while it sucks that my parents are divorced, I don't mind living in two different places. It makes life more interesting.
Well, it's Sunday. Didn't get a chance to write again until today, because last night was the party. It was, well, interesting, as college parties tend to be. I couldn't drink of course, and Sam only had a few beers, but everyone else was pretty much hammered. We ended up sharing a cab with like 5 people because no one wants to take the subway at night, let alone when their drunk. But even so, it was a pretty great party. I think some senior guys were staring at me (actually I know so), and Sam was a little jealous, but what does he expect? He knows I'd never cheat on him. Sometimes Sam asks me not to dress so sexy… my outfit for that party wasn't that bad, a black mini skirt, a shiny camisole top with a sheer black shirt over it, and black sandal heels. I thought I'd looked pretty good, and I guess the guys did to, but Sam doesn't like it. That makes me kind of mad, when he tries to tell me how to dress. I mean, hello, I am eighteen years old! He has no place in dictating that kind of thing to me. Nevertheless, I still love him. I feel a deeper connection than I ever did to any of my other boyfriends- Robert, Ethan, Jason… I really think that Sam and I could be meant for each other. We just have to work out a few kinks first. Well I have a lot of reading to do, so I better get started on it now.
October 7th
I actually got a letter from Dawn today! She says she's been really busy at UCLA- she's taking 6 classes, is working in one of the offices and she says she's joined a sorority. No wonder she hasn't written me back!!! She seems to be doing well though. Here's something interesting though- she kept writing about this one friend of hers, named Terri. Now from what I can gather Terri is a girl, one whom Dawn spends a lot of time with. Dawn even hinted at the fact that she and Terri are romantically involved. What's weird about is that Dawn won't come right out and say so. I mean, I have no problem with homosexuality. In fact here at NYU, and in the city in general, it's quite common. Maybe I'm interpreting things wrong but I really don't think so. I wish Dawn could just tell me what's going on. She knows that I'm very liberal, and in fact, so are the rest of our friends. Oh well, I guess she'll talk when she's ready. I talked to Claudia on the phone a few nights ago too. Claud seems to really SAIC (School of the Art Institute of Chicago). She loves her art classes, and she seems to have made some really neat friends. She says that Chicago is like a little New York (ok she actually said it's a BETTER, CLEANER New York but I don't agree with her.) I haven't talked to Mary Anne or Kristy recently, but I gather that they're doing as well as the rest of us- making new friends, going to parties, and getting used to college life in general. I'm glad that I finally heard from Dawn. I really didn't want to lose her friendship. Or any of he other BSC members for that matter! Even though we're states apart, I still them love all just as much!
October 10th:
I HATE ENGLISH! Grr. I got my first paper back- a C+. Now English has never been my FAVORITE subject, but I never thought that I was bad at it. Now Claudia would have been delighted with a C+ in English. But here at NYU, you can only get so many C's before they put you on probation. The paper was supposed to have been a persuasive paper on why we feel it is important to go to college. Well I didn't find it too hard, I could think of plenty of reasons why I was at NYU. I even thought I had done well on the paper. Apparently my professor disagreed. This is what she wrote: " Your reasons and support are decent, but the structure of your essay is shaky in places. Your diction, tone and syntax leave something to be desired, and your grammar is weak. This paper is slightly above average, at best. –D. Mitchell." Remember how I said I LIKED my English teacher? Well not anymore! Sam told me not to take it so seriously. He said your first paper always sucks. I wish I could feel that nonchalant about it, but I really can't. It's gunna bug the hell out of me until I get my next grade. I really need to aim for a B on my next paper. On the brighter side, I got an A on my last Calculus quiz. Isn't college funny that way? You'll be doing so well in one class, and you'll feel so excited, and then you'll get a horrible grade in another class and it completely ruins your day.
October 12th:
Baby-sitting Rachael. She's taking a nap, and I have nothing to do. I'm caught up on my readings, and I even finished a sociology paper that's due next week. Sam is back at his dorm working on a project. I suppose I could watch T.V. but lately there has been nothing good on. Lately it seems as though the shows have been getting stupider and stupider. I emailed Kristy earlier and caught her up on what was going on with my life. I'm actually going back to Stoneybrook this week. Sam is going too. We're taking the train in on Friday afternoon and staying until Sunday morning. I want to see Mom, and I'm going to help her out at the store on Saturday. Mom's store just keeps doing better and better. I think it's because it's the only boutique in Stoneybrook that can keep up with the New York City fashions (thanks to yours truly). Saturdays are the craziest days at the store, even though we're only open from 9 to 3. So I run the cash register and help keep things neat while Mom tries to do some work in the back. She also has a few high school girls how help her on after school in and the evenings, so maybe one of them will be there too. Well I guess I'll go chat online now or something, cuz I have nothing to say really.
October 15th:
Lunch Break!!! Wow, I was standing at the register practically all morning. The boutique has had nonstop customers. While I worked the register, Cammi (one of mom's workers) helped people find stuff and opened the dressing rooms while Mom worked in back ordering new winter merchandise. Now she's covering for me while I'm on my lunch hour. So I'm sitting in Wraps, this café next door which has great sandwiches, eating a tuna pita. So far this trip has been a refreshing break. The longer I stay in NYC, the quieter Stoneybrook seems. My train arrived at 1:30 yesterday, and Kristy picked Sam and I up at the train station. We went back to her house and I hung out with Kristy for awhile until mom got home from work and picked me up. Mom and I had a nice dinner at this new Italian restaurant and went home and watched videos. I really miss spending time with mom like this, but sometimes I think that being away from her just helps me to appreciate the time I do spend with her. It was also great to see Kristy again. She told me about her family and what was going on around Stoneybrook, and she filled me in on the people that go to Stoneybrook U. While Kristy doesn't live on campus (who the hell would want a dorm when you live in a mansion!), she does know a lot about what goes on on the campus. She even told me about a party that Logan Bruno had, and then we laughed about how Mary Anne would faint if she knew what he was up to! Yea, while it sucks that my parents are divorced, I don't mind living in two different places. It makes life more interesting.