The scariest train station..

is High St. Brooklyn Bridge. First of all, you take a journey down the stairs, down this long ass escalator, to the center of the earth to get to the trains. I mean, I cannot be more below the ground right now. Then, the station itself is so damn long. If you get off at the wrong end you will be on the complete opposite side of the Brooklyn Bridge. Whatever happened to the wrong exit leaves you across the street? FML get me outta here!

I am the walrus.

I totally forgot to blog about yesterday, which I was hoping I wouldn't! So let's cue the flashback music( a la Wayne's World)....

It was all a dream. I used to read Word Up Magazine. Hah, just kidding. Somehow, I ended up at The Hearst Tower yesterday which houses O Magazine. I was searching through audition pages and ended up finding one for a makeover article. I figure I need one, why not?

They email me back (ha! I just saw my contact on the 6 train as I'm mobile blogging) and basically tell me I don't fit that group but maybe I want to do a bathing suit makeover.

Flash forward to yesterday, where I find myself in the most expansive, lavish, I dunno..amazing building on my way up to take pictures in my old bathing suit for O Magazine. There were hi-tech gateway entry things to tally the vistors, a cascading waterfall surrounding the escalators. On the mezzanine level, it looked like there was a built in Whole Foods but just the restaurant part. Large glass windows, it was soggy out and the natural light still seemed to illuminate the floor sufficiently. Multiple coffee tables with white daisies in cute glass vases, comfy chairs, everything seemed white and impeccable. I was dumbfounded by it all. I felt like I'd never been to a nice place before or something!

There was an elevator man who told you exactly which elevator to get on to take you to the exact floor you needed. I felt like I should've been wearing a gown instead of slacks. What a frigging amazing place! Anyway, I went upstairs to audition for the apparent modelling gig I unknowingly signed up for. I put on my old bathing suits and didn't look terrible. And then I put on some new bathing suits and looked fierce!! They said they'd contact as when they know who they want for the 'photo shoot' haha. What the hell? I do the most random things sometimes!

xoxo :))))

Panhandlers

I feel sorry for the people who are actually homeless, but I do not feel sorry for the ones who prey on passengers who appear to have money.

There's this insane homeless man claiming to be the Incredible Hulk and going straight up to people and asking the rich looking ones for money. I don't look rich or anything but I'd rather be wearing sweatpants, a headscarf and sneakers at a time like this.

So the concert happened.

It went really, really well. My voice worked enough for me to get through it without sounding like a loser. And there were people there!! Beside the ones I invited, a lot of people I don't know came up to me to compliment my voice which is ALWAYS fantastic. But I'm going to blog about the events surrounding the concert.

Went to get my hair done and was finished in record time. When i got home, I got ready and realized that I had no idea where my dress was. I wanted to wear this purple long sleeve one, in honor of Valentine's day you know. So I ended up wearing this lacey black dress which is probably the better of the two dresses.

I made it to the train and decided to put my make-up on while there. So I'm in the middle of putting on my liquid foundation and this guy asks me where he can get the A train. I told him to take the C down to Jay Street and just switch over. And he's like "Oh yeah because I need the J train anyway so that's good". If you're from Brooklyn, you might know that you do not catch the J train at Jay Street. This is not, like, Sesame Street, or something. Another girl is sitting next to me and she's like: Yeah, take this train to 14th Street and you can get on there. What? That's completely not true. I'm getting really upset now because I don't want this guy to get lost and I want this girl to mind her business. He finally tells us he wants to go to Broadway Junction...which is in the opposite direction. I say, you have to go to the other side, then, nosy bad directions girl literally yells over me: no, you gonna have to pay another fare if you go to the other side, take this train to West 4th street then you can go back. WTF is she talking about??? Meanwhile, I've got brownish liquid foundation on my index finger and I'm getting on a crowded train. This one dude on the train kept looking at my finger like...what...does she have on her hand?

Ugh, so, I dunno. It must be a 'nice native new yorker' thing [if that exists] but, I just couldn't get over the fact that this guy could not be going in a wronger direction. Maybe it was supposed to happen this way though. Maybe he needed to be hours late to where he was going to avoid some catastrophe. You know, destiny and all that. I finally made it to the concert and realized that I forgot to bring tights and lipstick. At that point, I was just like whatever no one cares about my legs or my makeup.

The concert happened, hooray for me and everyone!!! People from High School were there, shoutout to Raymond, Alissa and Bettie!! Oh and Howard, but I don't think I went to highschool with him. And everyone else I left out! Yay! Then we went to dinner, and I came home!

xox

Warning: My love for Valentine's Day is discussed

So, Valentine's Day is tomorrow! YAY!

What's the big deal about hating this holiday?? Once we've gotten over the initial "you should show your love for your significant other everyday" & "this is an American holiday to promote Consumerism" & "no one ever buys me things so I'm sad but I'm going to pretend I'm mad about this" nonsense...then we can get to the heart [hehe pun intended!!] of the matter!

Listen, you all know me. I'm a sucker for the colors pink and red, I like heart shapes and glittery things and um, hello, chocolate is delicious. Oh wait! And I LOVE PRETTY FLOWERS. So you add all that up and guess what folks, this is my favorite holiday. Beside, of course, the entire Christmas season, My Birthday and Halloween.

I've had some pretty amazing Valentine's Days already. I mean as far back as I can remember, they were awesome. Besides, you don't need to be with someone to enjoy the holiday. Last year for example, I went to the movies with one of my girlfriends! We saw "He's Just not that Into" I'm not a chick-flick kinda girl but I can do one per year. Anyway, it was super fun! The year before that, I threw a cutie party at my house with delicious Valentine's Day inspired treats! I mean c'mon!

The moral of the story is: you don't have to like the holiday, but don't rain on everyone else's parade who does!

xoxo

PS: You are my Valentine now since you read this muhahah!

PPS: I'll send you a virtual v-day card if you leave a comment w/ure email...muhahahah!

How did I get sick again??

I looked back through my blog and it appears as though I haven't been sick for like 2 months. But this still sucks anyway. Basically what happened is that I'm prone to having really bad acid reflux spells. It flaired up for the first time EVER back in undergrad. It affects my voice terribly and I have to go on a diet of low-acidic foods. This is a sort of win-win thing though. I've been wanting to diet to match my workout, so I guess this is push in the right direction?!

I've had a horribly sore throat and backed up sinuses. I'm feeling better today than I did yesterday, but still have some more recovery to work on before my concert on Sunday! EEE.

La.

The photo is attached to this blog entry arbitrarily. I needed to kill some time this afternoon, so I went to the library. I think it's called the Columbus branch or something...which doesn't make sense because it's on Amsterdam? Either way, it's a fun place. They have awesome reading chairs! Haha, I feel like this is the third time I'm mentioning this on the internet (ie. Foursquare & Twiiter), but people need to know this information!

So anyway, how are you? I haven't blogged in over a century. I used to blog for therapeutic reasons and/or because I had things to say. Now I'm blogging because I haven't in a while! Let me see...WELL, first of all, can we talk about LOST for a second?? No spoilers, I promise. I was pretty bummed that I didn't get to go somewhere special with insane fans like myself. I went to my church that night and jetted home to catch it in time. I made delicious nachos and had a party by myself. I think my family thinks I'm insane over this series.

Maybe. I. Am.

xo

:)