@MGM grand hotel lobby #fancy #casino #under21 ): so i go to the #candystore twice a day(: #chillaxing #comfy
When I was in Michigan, I was so excited to come back to nyc for the summer because I missed it so much. Now that I’m back, I realized… what was there to miss? Most of my friends are out and about, going to work and internships, my parents are working on weekdays so most of the time I can’t go out (typical asian mom who would rather I bore to death at home than allow me to waste 2.25 on a metrocard ride). Even when I go out, there is nowhere to go, because I have nearly been everywhere.
I wake up every morning at 6am to the racket of the terrible construction that is going on two houses down that literally shakes my whole entire house throughout the day. The noise of tumbling debris, giant trucks in reverse (that fucking annoying beeping noise), and chainsaws drive me nearly insane. When it turns 90-something degrees the house feels like a fucking oven, and yet my parents do not have the decency to turn on the air conditioner under any circumstances (“just take a cold shower!” or “go across the street to Pathmark!” -_-”) Not to mention my OCD mother who has me clean everything at least once a day (“wipe the tables!!” or “sweep the floor!”), or complaining that I take up too much space in the house (“i used to put clothes on top of your storage bins, now your laptop is on it!!” or “your stuff is everywhere find somewhere else to put it!”), or complaining how much money shes spent since I’ve gotten back (“if you were still in AA, I wouldn’t even buy that much food everyday” or “do you need to turn on the lights everywhere you go? You waste so much money!” ), or complaining that I use the computer too much so she can’t watch her dramas (a trait she picked up only after I got back, because she didn’t know how to use a computer until I taught her before I left last year).
That leaves my original question unanswered: What exactly did I miss from this miserable city?
So I just picked up my tickets today and just realized that I’m actually leaving in less than a week. I’m so excited but so anxious at the same time. High school passed so fast and this summer literally flew right past me!
The highlight of my summer was definitely my trip to Boston. Over the weekend, we arrived at Boston, exhausted, but of course, my uncle does not know the definition of exhausted. We played a bit of basketball before swimming for two hours. The next day, I woke up at 6:45 to do some abs then I went out for a run. When I came back we went kayaking, then lunched, then swam again, then we mini golfed and ate a shitload of fried stuff.
Lol okay this is going to sound vulgar but the most difficult part of my summer was trying so hard not to curse in front of my little cousins. Because of the high level of stress this summer that was involved with my job, I (we) cursed constantly throughout the summer.
But yay I’m also getting a new phone!
This post was so random lol
Sometimes I just wish time could stand still in its place and I could just live in that very second forever. This picture was the second best thing, so I decided to share this with everybody.
I’m not exactly sure why I was so socially unproductive this summer. There’s so much left on my pre-college bucket list: so many people to hang out with, so many places to go, so much to capture within this period of time. But somehow, I actually ended up doing nothing but working, which absolutely sucks. And now I’m extremely nervous about college: what else may go wrong in my life.
P.s. Somebody pinch me when I start to lose confidence in myself again or start to stutter when I am speaking in public or when I do something extremely awkward or when I start to get flustered under situations or don’t wake up on time.
It’s weird. People say you are who you make friends with. But most of my friends would think most of the things I like to do would be dead boring. Like… visiting museums. I find museums fascinating, especially art museums. But most of my friends would choose going kareokeing or eating out rather than visiting the Metropolitan with me. I, undoubtedly (as I have done before) spend all day in the museum. One time I spent literally six hours in there and didn’t want to leave.
Being an only child, I’ve gotten used to spending a lot of my time alone, and I sometimes even enjoy those times where I trek the city alone. When I go places alone, I don’t have to worry about waiting for people, how fast I walk, what I do, where I go. I just like to wander around the city, taking pictures, eating when I want to, wherever I want to go doesn’t matter. I do that a lot over the summer because I seriously enjoy wandering.
Wandering must be done in places where you know how to get home, so in a city like New York where public transportation is everywhere, literally anywhere in the city is the perfect place.
so this is also an excerpt from my final gfinks essay, except some of these things seriously aren’t for a teacher’s eyes, so I’ll delete a lot of it from the actual assignment after i post it here…
B. The tales of academic honesty
My condolences to the classmates that actually have never:
BH1: copied homework.
BH2: passed off notes (or a page scribbled with illegible numbers/paragraphs) as homework.
BH3: did only the front page of the looseleaf, leaving the other side blank.
BE1: cheated off someone next to you.
BE2: asked someone “what was on the test?”
BE3: asked someone directly the questions on the test.
BE4: overhear someone talk about the questions on the test.
BE5: had someone take a picture of a test paper for you.
BE6: had someone just steal the whole freaking test paper for you.
BE7: texted answers during a test.
BE8: took out a “cheat sheet” to, well, cheat from.
BE9: missed class to study for tests.
BP1: let another person in your group do all the work.
BP2: Paraphrase someone’s answers (homework only!)
it’s annoying, I know. It’s unfair, I know. But it happens to everyone