Catch a tiger by the toe, if it hollers, let him go. Eeny, meeny, miney, moe!
Looking at courses for next semester. Ah, yes...my next semester abroad. The more I think about it, the more excited yet frightfully scared I get. It'll be such an amazing experience, right? But I'll miss New York so much, won't I? (Yes, yes I will)
Anyway, checking out classes is actually a really fun activity! That is, if you are sure what you want to take. Sometimes, you're so overwhelmed by all the choices that you often find yourself dizzy from all the possibilities! I guess I do. I won't lie: I love looking at classes that I can take. Once you find your calling, and you look at all the courses available to you, it's like stepping inside a mall with all your favorite stores (American Girl Doll, J.Crew, Anthropologie, That French Bookstore at Rockefeller Center, Uni Qlo, just to name a few for all you who want to know).
What's especially special is the course listing for France (clap, clap)!
What's not so special is that they haven't made up the times for each course. So while I have a nice variety of courses available to me to take (some of which I'm considering are "Paris through its Museums and Monuments," or even "European Society and Cinema") I don't know if they'll work out! Garr! Thus, leaving me here. Sitting here. Looking at the screen, daydreaming.
I won't lie: It's stressful preparing for life abroad. I have to look at apartments, I have to do the visa thing, and with the visa thing comes zillions of papers to fill out (by hand). Gross. All worth it in the end though, right? I still haven't booked my tickets for Paris yet. But Paris can wait...
...only because I still haven't booked my Christmas tickets for home! It's just such a process to book a ticket (ok, it's not, but I feel like it is).
Part of my France process included the fact that I had to get 12 passport photos (8 for the school, 3 for the consulate, and one for my own pleasure). It was such a pain to hear that I had to get these photos, but something good did come out of it...
After taking my passport photo with Angela, we walked out of the store and noticed loads and loads of (what I assume were) free magazines and a textbook and two umbrellas just on the sidewalk of the street! Of course, we'd noticed it was there before taking the photo, but who knew it would still be there (and with no one guarding them!!)?
I was like "Whoa!" I wanted a magazine. They once belonged to someone, I think, because I saw addresses on them. Doesn't matter anymore, though. Finder's keepers.
Anyway, it ranged all the way from Us Weekly to Time Magazine to Architectural Digest to Men's Health (but not all recent, some were from years ago).
I was debating as I stood in front of this wide array, deciding, contemplating, gawking, awing...If I take a free mag, I could get disease....but if I just leave it be, I won't get disease or a free magazine, for that matter.
You can imagine what I did...
Yep, I took a magazine. The cover was beautiful! It was one of those NY Times Style magazine, and I was so in awe. I love how the stage the covers, they're beautiful! I took it and walked away to see that I had in fact taken the Winter 2007 edition!!
Who had a fun Halloween? Raise their hand! (Me! Me!)
It was only recently that I found out that children living in the city trick-or-treat by raiding each floor and every apartment of the building they live in.
There are no kids living in this building (unless you count those kids over 18).
But, we had nice visitors and we happily provided them with candy and entertainment.
What kind of entertainment?
Jessica dressed as a man.
(PS I'm sorry about my new layout. I thought it was cool, but then, it's just not really...and I am experiencing technical difficulties. I can't...I can't change it!!!---All is well, though)