October 19, 2009
By the way, this is my new jam. http://www.youtube.com/user/CTFxC
This vlog is pretty cool. From what I gather, Charles is hanging with Alli, while she’s taking classes in Valencia, Spain (A beauutiifull city by the way). I think they’ve been going out for some amount of years and there’s actually an adorable video of his marriage propsal at some waterfalls in Spain. I know, I’m a mushball. Either way, they plan on making a YouTube video for every single day for a year. Pretty fun following their lives and living in awesome ass hell Spain. I’m jealous. If I did a trip, I would so buy a video camera to do the same.

Dreamtime: You want to hear some crazy dreams that I wrote down after I woke up?
I was running around Russel Gardens in my socks. I was bored so I decided to sneak into people’s houses and walk around just to have fun. I ended up getting caught and pretended I was drunk and lost and then just ran out of the house.
There was a gorilla that had to destroy this big robot. There was some douchebag evil scientist in the robot and the gorilla had to beat the shit out of the robot.
I was part of a biker gang, Sons of Anarchy from TV, and we killed Drake. However, we faked his death as if he got into an accident.

October 20, 2009
“I’m a cheesball, but Gossip Girl strikes chords sometimes: “No matter how old we get, we always need a place called home. Without the people you love most, you can’t help but help feel all alone in the world.”
Pretty much a long day. Not sure how I did on my midterm. My professor was weird as hell. She called me last night from Cleveland at 10:30. No clue how she has my number. She asked about this really insignificant thing that I couldn’t answer. I just apologized and she was like okay, Bye. She also asked if I would have my phone on the next day and that I better show up to class.
Turns out that she’s dealing with the class from Cleveland. She calls one of the students and tries to direct the class from there to get us into our groups for a project. As usual, she’s really confusing and awkward and that comes off through the student. We eventually figure it out ourselves. How silly.
Anyway, loaded up with work. Hopefully a good weekend to deal with it.

October 23, 2009
I try to hang with Will and Jill that I met last week. However, they’re at Webster Hall it’s messed up with getting in so I go to another thing. Derrick is bartending at this bar and Jonah shows up for a bit. It’s a quick night and I had a few beers.

October 24, 2009
I have to wake up at 7:00 to shower and head to Brooklyn to nerd it up. A qualifer where winner gets a trip to San Diego and play the majors for $40,000. I’m set up to do well, but things don’t go too well. My friend gets into the Top 8, but loses in the quarters. Heartbreaker, prizes go up to 24th place ane I get 25th. I could’ve just left instead of putting in the time and missed out on $36 value of prize.
I get back at night. I find out that Chris Q and Candace are at Stout. People are hanging out at Josh’s, but Bolanos tells me at like 11:15 and it takes me a bit to get there and I’m assuming people would be leaving early, so I did’t go. At Stout, we sing Ms. Jackson, Single Ladies, and Whole Lotta Love. At one point, the bar offers up free shots for the table. It was three of us and this one friend and some other people that we met at the bar. The friend is sitting at the end of the table and swoops in for the shot. I randomly stand there and realize that I’m the only one that doesn’t get a shot, oh fuck that shit yo.

October 26, 2009
So basically the woman smacked me with information last night that I needed ot leave because of dumb reasons. I just say Okay and ask my mom if she knew about this. She didn’t. The tenant is a friend of a friend. It sorta hits me hard for the obvious reasons, but I try not to think about it. The same goes for during the day.
At night, I awkwardly have to tip toe into the house. I try to clean the bathroom because that’s one of the things she complained about. I keep things clean and I guess if I have to take up maid service to do more than that, sure. I even did cleaning last week. During it, she stops me and rudely asks “Hello?!” instead of even saying my name. She asks what I’m doing. I tell her that because she had issues, I’m trying to clean up. She says she doesn’t want me to and that it’s “insulting” and has not changed her mind that she needs me gone.
It’s still hitting me hard, but I don’t have to think of it as my fault. I’m a person that sticks to themselves in my room and I don’t make any noise. I don’t do anything to bother anyone or go into the living room and I’m barely in the kitchen, only a few minutes at a time to heat up food. She bitched at me crazy for once leaving a few kitchen cabinet doors open or leaving a pot cover out. Sorry about two little mistakes. I really apologized and they were little things that slipped my head. It’s not like I left the kitchen a mess with dishes in the sink. Basically, the woman is crazy so I shouldn’t let it bother me like I did stuff wrong.
I speak to my mom and she says she can move me out on Thursday. However, it does hit me how life is going to work now. I’m going to have to probably wake up 8-9:00 on Mon/Tues/Thurs for my 11:00 Spanish class. Mon-Thurs, I won’t be leaving campus until 6:15 or 7:35, which means I’m getting back at night night.
Also, social life is balls now. Usually, I can just figure stuff out and just walk out or take a quick subway. Now I have to plan it hours and hours in advance. I’ll have to take the 20 minute walk to the train and be on that train and the subway. The way back will be a hassle with the same trip back, which takes a good almost 2 hours.
I get a call from my mom that someone has a place in the Lower East Side and that I can maybe stay there for the rest of the semester. I call this person and I have to check out the place on Wednesday and find out if it will work out. Hopefully I will be moving in this weekend so that I won’t be commuting. Also, I’m really fucking excited if I end up moving there because it’s a really awesome area and I’ve always really wanted to explore it. I guess I’ll have to see how things go when I check out the place.
At night, I really don’t want to deal with this shit. I speak to Katie for a bit and go to get some food outside because I want to be out in the open around this fuckin’ crazy bitch and her family who’s visiting.
I find out that she sent my mom an email of my room when I wasn’t there. Seriously, my jeans on the floor, my notes on the ground, and I use the dresser top to store some folded clothes? Seriously? Either way, I can clean up the room and will leave it in pristine condition when I leave. And seriously, she makes it seem like we owe her money for the endevour from the email she sent to my mom and my mom forwarded to me. That’s hilarious. My mom paid the whole semester up front so we’re getting half the money back. Stupid bitch. If no, small claims court here we’re coming fucker.

October 28, 2009
It’s a rainy nasty day, but I have to check out the apartment in the Lower East Side at 12:00. I sleep at 3:00 since I can wake up late. Instead, the lady wakes me up at 8:30 screaming that painters are going to be here in 30 minutes to paint the entire apartment. This is different from me hearing that it’s supposed to be tomorrow. I’m fucking exhausted and I have to completely move everything in the room so that it’s away from the wall. Jesus Christ, so tiring. Then I find out and the painters aren’t coming. That’s enough. I can’t deal with this stress, especially being so tired so I leave for campus to just sit around.
Anyway, a long day and I find out at night that I probably will be commuting. I can’t move into the new apartment for a few days. I’d have to move home, then move into the city, and then only stay there for a month and a half. The commute won’t be too bad and I guess I’ll just have to deal with this all.
For the whole day, I had my feet wet because it was raning real bad and I had to walk all over. I didn’t want to go back to the apartment to change sox. I had two egg roll sandwiches for breakfast because they always help a shit mood. I fight not passing out at the library and get my homework for the week done. After my class, I get back this shit place for my last night because I’m moving out after my classes tomorrow. Meh, hopefully Great Neck won’t be too bad. Can’t wait for this weekend to start already so I can not deal with this BS.