pros and cons of nyc.

con-s
no men.
everyone is older than me, so they all have stuff to do.
no one has a group of friends. if you make one friend, you really only make one.friend.
they absolutely REFUSE. to split your check. even if you ask them at the begining of the meal. they will not do it.
a lot of places only take cash, and they don't use computers in any of the restaurants, they handwrite all the checks and add the tax.




pro-s

they sell really cute clothes, everywhere.
places are open past 9, usually until about 2.
no men.
since there are so many people, you see really funny stuff all day.
my house costs less to stay at then a hotel, so lots of people are coming to visit.
thugs(eye candy) everywhere.
5 dollar pirated movies that are only in theaters now. and THEY come to YOU. you don't have to seek them out.

I have writers block.

whats been happening lately.


-visitors. i love loved it and hope they loved it. it made new york not seem so bad.
-school school school and miderms miderms miderms.
-a new "branch" with missionaries. that are ready to end their missions after 2 longs years if you know what i mean.
-more male drama, no surprise.
"You have to promise you won't fall in love with me."
-listening to car alarms all day.
every day.

I am going to memorize the dance exibit does when he hears the car alarm.
-letters from missionaries. "I love you AJ and I know a lot of other people do too. Thank you for being such a good friend and always being there for me." love jake, i didn't need to read that as bad as i did last night when i got his letter. love it.
-finding a place to live...and a job. I might go do the personal assistant thing today even though its short notice and i'm wearing shorts....................................................that could prove to be a problem.

a million little pieces.

"The first time I saw you, my heart fell. The second time I saw you, my heart fell. The third time fourth time fifth time and every time since, my heart has fallen.
You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your hair, your eyes, your lips, your body that you haven't grown into, the way you walk, smile, laugh, the way your cheeks drop when you're mad or upset, the way you drag your feet when you're tired. Every single thing about you is beautiful.
When I see you the World stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There's nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The World just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. Just you , and my eyes staring at you.
When you're gone, the World starts again, and I don't like it as much. I can live in it, but I don't like it. I just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. I love it when it stops. It's the best thing I've ever known or ever felt, the best thing, and that, beautiful Girl, is why I stare at you."

Though James Frey is a liar, that's one of the cutest things I've read.

call me annie, not nanny.

i applied on craigs list for lots and lots of jobs. two weeks later, i had lost hope in any of them. however, victoria's secret called and invited me in for a group interview (ha). I went, and four of us were chosen out of eleven to stay and fill out paper work and all that.
they will let me know in two weeks if i got the job.

then, i got an email from another woman i wrote to. her name is julie. she works for a woman named liz. liz owns a business here in the city, and in washington. she has a 12 year old daughter and a husband living here. she has a house in the hamptons thats "i'd say about....1/2 done with renovations.", and she lives on.....92nd street and park ave.

julie called me yesterday for a phone interview and to explain about the position available. she said that since liz has so much stuff going on, she needs a personal assistant to keep things in order.
-make sure she has groceries
-she has a lot of parties, so help get everything ready for that
-she loves to give gifts. so in her house she has a gift closet that needs to be kept organized and updated.
-sometimes i'll need to make sure her daughter has eaten ("no cooking").

so i'm a little weirded out about all of this, its screaming Nanny Diaries. i thought that was the end, but when she asked me if i was going home for the summer i, of course, said "oh i'm not sure yet........................................." she said "oh thats good! because during the summer they go to the EAST HAMPTONS and take their assistant with them for july and august. really nice place by the beach."

"new york has been very good to me."

3 scares in 24 hours are not good odds.

scare #1.

i was walking home from the subway at about 1:30 am with my headphones on unsafely loud and i notice some creep running next to me. i had my hood on and their face was turned into mine trying to look in my hood at my face. my blood ran cold for two seconds wondering what crazy person was doing this to me and when i looked over i saw that it was my roommate. she said she'd been yelling my name.

scare #2.

i was riding on the train mid afternoon. there were a few other people on there and the train stopped. it sometimes does that because other trains need to pass in front of it, and/or traffic is backed up. well, the engine turned off and all the lights went out. i really tried to stay calm thinking it was no big deal. about ten seconds went by and i was telling myself to breathe, but i panicked when i looked over at some new yorkers eying each other suspiciously. if they were scared, i should be scared. i got the claustrophic feeling where you're imagine what you'd do to everyone in order to fight your way out and find an exit and then the engine turned on and we started going-false alarm.

scare #3.

i was sitting across from a crazy drunk man. he sat down by a kid who was probably 14. when he started yelling things the kid scooted away from him. the man scooted closer, so the kid scooted away again. when the guy proceeded to scoot closer to the boy, the kid stood up and walked to the door and stood there, so bugged. i had my headphones on just lookin down, but i guess someone said something to the guy, because they started to laugh and the guy started yelling more. the one time i looked at him, he had a flask that he was hitting against the bench and made eye contact with me and his wild eyes. i immediately darted my eyes away because i did not want him to come sit by me... he was really bothered by these people so he got off at the next stop. when the door closed, he stood by the window and was yelling things at the people in the car, so someone in the train yelled at him and raised his fist, this made the crazy man very angry and he got up to the window and was yelling and yelling. well, our train wasn't moving, and when that happens, it sometimes means that the doors are going to open again and let in more people. someone from the end of the train yelled "you better hope that door doesn't open!!" because the guy was so mad and just yelling and yelling. finally, the train left, and the crazy man ran next to it for awhile until it started going fast. everyone on the train got a pretty good laugh, especially the kid who stood up because he didn't want the guy sitting next to him.


also, we went to the bravery concert last night. in between bands, i heard a couple talking to each other. i looked at him just in time to hear him sincerely say to his girlfriend, "new york has been VERY good to me."
i loved it.

i want to be more than that.

jim and pam's relationship is a pretty good discription of my m.i.'s

"I never realize how much I like being home unless I've been somewhere really different for a while."

being in utah was. so. good to me.

i thought that when i came a. my dad would shoot me and b. everyone would have their own things going on and i would do my own thing. but people actually made time to hang out with me, i really went to lunch with someone everyday and always had something to do at night. i love all my friends and my family it was so so fun.
it is really exactly what i needed.

i love this woman.

so much crazy crazy stuff happened. i'm sure my blog would be a lot more interesting if i wrote about all my male issues.

anyway now i'm back in new york chillin by myself in my apartment with no plans tonight.