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Aug. 5th, 2003 02:08 pmI think three days total was enough time to spend in New York. It confuses me so much, my general apprehension for it now. I guess it's because my grandfather is old, my grandmother is gone, and the apartment I loved is harder to stand in when you know these things.
I spent most of my life longing for the East Coast and now all I want to do is go West. I wanted California so badly while I was in New York and it was a relief to know I'd be there soon...
Not that I didn't have a good time there. But as I've gotten older, the city has changed, and I want to go the other way.
But it was fun. I got to see all my friends, even though I didn't even start calling them until my mom and I were in Cleveland at Hopkins International, my dear old friend. But I went to China town with David -which isn't nearly as cool as Chinatown in San Fransisco- and we had iced black milk tea and we walked around and boiled in the sun because it was SO HOT. After I went to dinner with my family, I went over to Wyna's, and saw everyone I'll be living with, even Rebecca, and we drove around with seven people in her car and nearly got hit by a cab and it was just like being in Oberlin, where plans never work out quite right and you can never meet people where you mean to, and we ended up in an all-night cafe at 3 am and I got to be with my friends, out late in New York. And that was wonderful. I even had some of Wyna's Heineken, just a sip, and it wasn't nearly as good as the Chocolate Mint martini I had at dinner, and man was that strong. Oy.
On Sunday I went to Ikea with Wyna and Rebecca and of course we got out there hours after we meant to, and for a while it was really cool, and we lay on the test beds, but then we had to walk around, and it was so crowded! SO CROWDED! And eventually we all went crazy, abandoned our cart and decided to buy things online, and Wyna and I took the shuttle back to New York. The last time I saw her, we were waving at each other from opposite sides of a subway window. I miss her! I'll miss them all so much...well, not David, but... I'm glad I got to see them. And it made my grandfather happy that we were there, we got to stay in a hotel, and I got KareKano 16 for Bob, which doesn't actually seem to be made out of horror but I could be wrong...
On the way back, we were stuck on the runway in New York for like 4 hours while we sat out a thunderstorm. We barely made it back to Wisconsin, and to get here we had to go to Milwaukee, but my dad picked us up. OH, the excitement. I can't believe I have to unpack today so I can pack again tomorrow. Aren't I just the busy one?
I got my info on my host family. They are the Matsui family, consisting of Masao (68), Setsuko (61) and Miwa (35). They live somewhere in Kyoto, but it's an hour by train to school. I have to do my own laundry and my curfew is ten, but they seem nice, and they've had students before. I really ought to write them, but I don't know what to say! But I'm glad I know who they are now.
And...um...yeah, so I was in New York. I missed y'all! I thought about Pirates a lot. Vicky, have you seen it yet? We should go! And Chenya, are you really drawing everyone's favorite couples? WOW! I could think of something that I'd like you to draw, if you'd be willing... *lovelove*
I finished "The Little Friend" and I'm kind of...I'm not sure how I feel. It was long and sometimes meandering, and sometimes so unbearably sad. There was so much loss and sorrow that while I was reading it on the plane I had to put it down for a while because I was so upset with what was happening... It was very strange, and poignant in that strange way.
And after I finished that I started reading Houshin Engi in Japanese, so I missed a lot, but I thought it would be good practice for having Japanese skull-fuck me in a few weeks.
I'm sorry I just said skull-fuck. I hope you can forgive me.
Anyway, I hope I see you soon! With pirates! Before I leave again! LOVE!!!
I spent most of my life longing for the East Coast and now all I want to do is go West. I wanted California so badly while I was in New York and it was a relief to know I'd be there soon...
Not that I didn't have a good time there. But as I've gotten older, the city has changed, and I want to go the other way.
But it was fun. I got to see all my friends, even though I didn't even start calling them until my mom and I were in Cleveland at Hopkins International, my dear old friend. But I went to China town with David -which isn't nearly as cool as Chinatown in San Fransisco- and we had iced black milk tea and we walked around and boiled in the sun because it was SO HOT. After I went to dinner with my family, I went over to Wyna's, and saw everyone I'll be living with, even Rebecca, and we drove around with seven people in her car and nearly got hit by a cab and it was just like being in Oberlin, where plans never work out quite right and you can never meet people where you mean to, and we ended up in an all-night cafe at 3 am and I got to be with my friends, out late in New York. And that was wonderful. I even had some of Wyna's Heineken, just a sip, and it wasn't nearly as good as the Chocolate Mint martini I had at dinner, and man was that strong. Oy.
On Sunday I went to Ikea with Wyna and Rebecca and of course we got out there hours after we meant to, and for a while it was really cool, and we lay on the test beds, but then we had to walk around, and it was so crowded! SO CROWDED! And eventually we all went crazy, abandoned our cart and decided to buy things online, and Wyna and I took the shuttle back to New York. The last time I saw her, we were waving at each other from opposite sides of a subway window. I miss her! I'll miss them all so much...well, not David, but... I'm glad I got to see them. And it made my grandfather happy that we were there, we got to stay in a hotel, and I got KareKano 16 for Bob, which doesn't actually seem to be made out of horror but I could be wrong...
On the way back, we were stuck on the runway in New York for like 4 hours while we sat out a thunderstorm. We barely made it back to Wisconsin, and to get here we had to go to Milwaukee, but my dad picked us up. OH, the excitement. I can't believe I have to unpack today so I can pack again tomorrow. Aren't I just the busy one?
I got my info on my host family. They are the Matsui family, consisting of Masao (68), Setsuko (61) and Miwa (35). They live somewhere in Kyoto, but it's an hour by train to school. I have to do my own laundry and my curfew is ten, but they seem nice, and they've had students before. I really ought to write them, but I don't know what to say! But I'm glad I know who they are now.
And...um...yeah, so I was in New York. I missed y'all! I thought about Pirates a lot. Vicky, have you seen it yet? We should go! And Chenya, are you really drawing everyone's favorite couples? WOW! I could think of something that I'd like you to draw, if you'd be willing... *lovelove*
I finished "The Little Friend" and I'm kind of...I'm not sure how I feel. It was long and sometimes meandering, and sometimes so unbearably sad. There was so much loss and sorrow that while I was reading it on the plane I had to put it down for a while because I was so upset with what was happening... It was very strange, and poignant in that strange way.
And after I finished that I started reading Houshin Engi in Japanese, so I missed a lot, but I thought it would be good practice for having Japanese skull-fuck me in a few weeks.
I'm sorry I just said skull-fuck. I hope you can forgive me.
Anyway, I hope I see you soon! With pirates! Before I leave again! LOVE!!!
