Stress.

I hate men. I have realized that they are the leading cause of half of my stress and unnecessary distraction, and have probably helped further my intense procrastination.

On that note, I will continue to read Jane Austen and continue my strong disdain for feminism and female Victorian authors.

Cheers.

Enlightenment.

This week has been a very stressful week for me academically, mentally, physically, and socially. There are a lot of awkward tensions between myself and a few friends that I, for the most part, see no real reason in being friends with now or in the future. Socially, that is only hindering my abilities to act like a real person when I am in the presence of such people, but for the most part I can easily avoid that by harsh, biting responses like, "My life is busy. If you can synch your schedule to mine, then we'll talk." I see this as my way of saying, if you cared about seeing me you would call me. But you don't. You just run into me on the street and approach me after class. Pick up the phone, or realize that I don't give a shit. You were never really that cognizant of your surroundings/other's emotions anyway.

Academically, it has been challenging, as I have mastered the art of procrastination, but while reading Dracula and working on a few papers, I finally became aware of the link between the liberal arts and recognized the significant tie between the different humanities that I have been studying while here at NYU. Dracula, the sensationalist novel of the 19th century, not only helps establish the horror genre but it ties into historical and pseudo-scientific themes of the time period. First, in case you didn't know, Dracula actually uses racial theory to illustrate the Count as "other." Brilliant. Racial theory, in case you also didn't know, is derived from Darwin's Natural Selection/Theory of Evolution, which Darwin would have been enraged over, but he was dead by that time so nothing he could do. Finally, it hit me. This is why my Totalitarian Thought class is hitting me so hard. Racial Theory and History are everywhere. I always knew that but this time it actually hit me. Not only that, while I struggled and questioned the importance in reading the Origins of Species and Descent of Man, yesterday I was able to connect all of these things to Dracula and Stoker's clever use of themes. I felt so proud of myself and also so much more confident in my decision to attend NYU, which has been something I have been grappling with since arriving here two years ago.

I suppose now I can rest knowing that whatever I do major in, it all ends up tying together at one point or another. Brilliant.

Take Back NYU.

Seriously, Take Back NYU? After your stunts and your dance parties, and your graffiti on the New York sidewalks, now you go and inconvenience the rest of NYU and make us look bad. I should acknowledge the fact that some of their demands were legitimate, but for the most part, all I can truly say about the participants in the occupation is that they are a bunch of whining brats. Yes, NYU is expensive, yes, we don't have budget transparency. If you want that, go to a state school. There are cheaper alternatives. You didn't need to come here. John Sexton himself has said he would be understanding to students who had to leave to go to a state school and would help them transfer back into NYU once their financial situations had improved.

The economy is hurting everyone. But you have a choice. Go to a different school and quit your bitching, or stay here. I know I shouldn't be paying for it either, and I complain about cost as well, but I wouldn't ever dare inconvenience my peers, the NYU staff, or the city as a whole, for my complaints. Not only that, you want tuition to go down - for your stunt NYU had to have more guards on call that day that most other days. Kimmel couldn't sell food, and therefore no profits were made. You singlehandedly contributed to the reasons why we have high tuition. Cheers.

For the rest of the world, don't judge the actions of a small group of students to be the actions of the entire student body. Most of us were in class.

And with that:
http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/02/20/students-end-nyu-building-takeover/

Trader Joe's.

I love Trader Joe's, but why do I love it? Sometimes I find this question difficult to answer myself, simply because I could love it for so many different reasons. First, shopping there can be such a cultural experience. So many different kinds of people shop there. I mean, there are little old ladies pushing granny carts, and little old men walking with them, there are men in suits who look as if they just got off the floor, there are students - presumably NYU students - struggling to budget themselves.

But here's what's missing: Children. Seriously. Anytime I've gone to Trader Joe's there are NEVER kids. No one is screaming at their mommies or daddies asking for god knows what for god knows why and everything is so peaceful.

Just goes to show you that in New York, no one really loves their children. They just love their nannies.

New York Mothers.

Honestly, what the fuck is wrong with you women? You push strollers in heels and pick up your children from their schools in fur coats and get angry when they spill their $5 yogurt shakes from Whole Foods all over them. Get over yourselves. You make your nannies, and the rare case after school babysitters, absolutely disgusted. Buy a pair of Adidas and some yoga pants and take a break from all the glamour and everything else that creates the stereotypical New York Mother.

Stop showing off your ridiculous wedding bands when its -10 degrees. Wear gloves. Practicality over fashionality, as I always say.

God save the children of New York.

They just don't get any better than this.

"I know women are crazy. You, however, have reached a new level of crazy called insane and fickle."

Oh my.

HITTIN' THE BOOKS, SUCKAS.