Home Sweet Home

Apartment hunting in NYC is hard as hell. Alex, and two of our good friends from our floor Sofia and Kelsey are getting an apartment together. I think it'll be perfect since we are all mature about certain things, but also immature can have fun with the things that we should be immature about. Basically, we're going to party all of the time, but pay the rent on time and still get all of our work done for school. Who's excited?
All the apartments in the area I wanted to live in are either way too expensive (the place steps away from tompkins square w/ no living space for $5700) or way too disgusting (the "frat house" on ave A). We finally found a place! It's perfect w/ lots of space and natural light and its right in hell's kitchen. We were the first ones to look at the place, so put on a safety deposit on it. Unfortunately...someone went in and took it right out from under us. We were so upset. It was the perfect place & we were going to be perfect in it.
We found another basically perfect place. In Midtown (yuk), but literally a block away grand central (aka the green line aka 1 stop on the express to union square), lots of light, a balcony, kitchen, washer & dryer, all utilities (except electricity) included. Its fantastic. I will unfortunately have the smallest room (wha?!), but I'm sure it makes my parents happy since its $1000 a month. Our realtor Bianka - fantastic and we've stressed her out a lot - told us that a lot of young people live in the same building. Our official move in date is the 15th of May, but hopefully we'll get in there a little earlier. The 4 of us are ecstatic. We've planned a trip to ikea to get the mirror for our hall, our L-shaped couch, what photos we're going to put up on the walls, Margarita Mondays. We're planning our house warming party (we're inviting Bianka and telling her to invite some of the people that she's moved in). We're a little bit too excited, but too much excitement is never a bad thing.
So if everything goes right, we'll sign the lease and I'll have my own apartment in New York. Ah! How crazy is that?

I have like a month & 1/2 of school left, which is just crazy. This whole year has flown by so fast. This kid added me on facebook who's coming to school here next year. How bazaar is that; I'm not going to be a college freshman anymore. During the summer I'm really hoping that maybe I could gig around Cincinnati. I feel like ohio is an untapped resource. Compared to here in ny, Cincinnati has like no jazziness at all. So if I really get in there, maybe I could meet/play w/ some of the good people. Okay, so that might not happen this summer, but hopefully I could break in a little bit.
It was a beautiful day last Friday (not now b/c its raining; god damn april showers that bring may flowers) so Rel & I went to tompkins square park in the east village and had a picnic. We always walk by it at night and talk about how we have to go again during the day. & we actually did. Rel refused to hop a fence - how lame, but we had ate on some nice benches and talked for a few hours. When we were walking home, we saw the CUTEST place: Sympathy For The Kettle so we had to go in. Its this place with over 150 kinds of teas & its just so cute I can't get over it. The cups and saucers don't match and kind of antique-y. I hate to say it again, but this place is god damn cute. I want to have like...my baby shower there b/c...get this...they throw tea parties. I was going to repeat myself, but I don't think I need to.
Next week my parents are coming and staying for 5 days & I'm really excited for that. They're staying at The Bowery Hotel. Apparently, its new and the NYT just did a story on it last weekend, so my mother is an expert on it. Its in a great location in the east village, and besides the fact that it is right next door to "a homeless shelter and a meth clinic, it should be extremely nice and a little adventurous." I really want to show my parents my area so they can understand why I love it so much. I feel like I have a million stories for every street, and I want to be like "this is where I get my muffin, and this is where we play scrabble, and this is that little tea place I told you about." Before, I was glad that they were coming, but now I'm actually very very excited. I don't care, I love my mommy. It should be a lot of fun, and hopefully my mom & I will spend some money in soho together :)
Last weekend, Alex & I hung out with some people from our dorm. It was so much fun because we usually just kinda keep to ourselves and stubbornly just have fun with each other, but it turns out, other people in the dorm actually pretty cool. I must say, I'm kind of relieved that we found some other people that meet our standards, (I kid about that part) because Alex & I have gone almost the whole year and have only found each other. Not like there's anything wrong with that...oh well I can't really explain well...I suppose you get the picture.
I find this hilarious: The latest search at Google had nothing to do with the Internet or lucrative ads. It had to do with a three-foot python that was loose in its New York offices.

yesterday was another wtf new york weather day, so Alex, Rel, and Pearce (Rel's roomate) walked around in soho. When we were first outside, Alex and I got so giddy because it was so warm and sunny out. I didn't need a coat - jackpot! In just like 10 min we got into soho. Off topic, but this concept of walking for 10/15 min and being in a different area of town amazes me. Honestly it does. I've decided I want to move to soho after college. I decided I'm going to live in the LES/east village during college, than move to soho, then move into a brownstone when I get married (b/c obviously I'll marry someone like that), and then retire to a place on the upper east side. or the hamptons...or paris...but I digress.
We walked down prince street, got coffee at this busy busy place called Olive (nice but kind of expensive), and then went into little places like Agatha Ruiz's store. I love Betsey Johnson. I liked every single thing in that store. I wouldn't necessarily wear everything, but damn that woman knows how to make awesome clothes. We also stopped into a few trendy furnature stores which made me want to move out of the 13th street dorm & into a loft on Wooster more than I wanted to before (whahuu? is that possible?).
Then that night we walked down to this place on 12th down by ave A. I really liked the place a lot, I can't remember what it was called tho. We ran into so many people we knew from school - it was basically new school central. Its fun to go out and have a good time, but its kind of a buzz kill when you and your friends are the youngest people there. The bartender had wild dark hair and this crazy sun/star tatoo on her eye. It was so gypse-esq that it was worth describing. The music being played was killer. First they had Janice Joplim and Bob Dylan and then Billie Holiday. We stayed there for longer than 3 hours; I never know how we entertain ourselves for so long, but we do. :)
Then the four of us found our way back to our favorite 24 hr place, Waverly, and Rel ordered a spinich pie, which is still the funniest thing in the world. Who the hell orders a spinich pie? Alex was so tired; I think he fell asleep on the table. I ordered breakfast like I usually do. I realized that I never eat breakfast except at Waverly after midnight. Thinking about it now, we left about a 4¢ tip, but Alex just said "we can tip Waverly more next time." because that makes sense and everything.
and then I came back to my room alone because alex was tired. I danced alone in my room for like 20 min to the blow (WHO I'M SEEING TOMORROW) because I was still kinda feeling it, and I would feel it by myself with the 4x4 dance floor that is my room, thank you very much. Tiff and one of her friends came in and we talked for an hour or so, and by 5AM I realized that I had to get up in 4 hours for my 10AM Saturday class. ugh god. waking up at 945 with a painful headache & having to go listen to someone speak to you in another language and then having to act like you understand is HARD.

" 'ello, sult an' bahry..."

so rel & I basically just have each other - esp when Alex is out of town. & the first time we hung out we got gross NY pizza (aka the only kind of pizza i'm going to ever want to eat in my life) and got snapples. Well, that was August 28th. which makes February 28th, today, our 6th month anniversary. We get excited and make a big deal over basically everything, so we made each other cards (mine reading "Roses are red, violets are blue, I love you as much as your mother, and not b/c we only have each other." I know. Brilliant.) & decided to finally go to A Salt & Battery. Everything was British. They were playing british talk radio about football - euro style! the people working there were british & quite jolly good. The food was bloody delicious (ew, i'm not sure if bloody works there). I got the cod & Rel the shrimp & then we shared an order of chips. b/c how could we have fish & chips w/o the chips. I'm also a huge dork, so naturally I googled the hell out of S&B and everyone and their mom gushed over how amazing the deep fried mars bar were. my arteries wanted to kick my ass, but we ordered one to split. Well it was so good - I prefer it to snogging. (Okay, I'm way bad at british slang & I'm forcing it to make it work. If my American to British Dictionary is correct, I actually like snoggin more than the dessert...but I'm going to pull a tim gunn and make it work.) God it was so so delicious & I'm sure it was also so so bad for me.

Last night, Alex and I went to La Taza De Oro which is this Puerto Rican diner & its so good. When we go there, we get rice & beans, meat, bananas, and avocados. I don't know why I haven't had Puerto Rican food before b/c its so good. & Isn't bad for you.
Then we came back & I watched the office (OMG, seriously, Roy? Seriously? Pam wanted back into the relationship & you go ape shit @ the bar? Not cool, not cool. I'm worried about Jim b/c, c'mon, Roy works at the warehouse. Jim needs to seek refuge...like in my bed oh, snap!)
My mom was trying to get her camera to work with her computer. This was hilarious. The hilarity doubled when my mom & Amanda got on Amanda's camera together. The tree of us were basically laughing non-stop the whole time we were talking. Then Greg came in and said that Amanda had to start packing b/c she was leaving for China tomorrow (aka today).
Yes. Today. uh god, I hate crying, but I did for like two hours today b/c my sister is leaving for China, which is weird that I was so upset b/c our good bye happened in January, so its not like our goodbye is happening now. Okay, I'm rambling, and I know that the only one really reading this is Amanda, so...Amanda, I love you so much and I just know that you are going to be amazing. Your fabulousness will translate. But, you are throwing the Mohar's universe totally out of wack. I mean Dad cried. Dad cried, Amanda. I didn't even know Greg had tear ducts.

Basically I love New York like its my job, but I kinda would rather be in Ohio w/ my mom & sister

Rel, Alex, and I had a great time yesterday. We went around & tried to find a place that sold fake IDs, but we kinda got chicken, and we only asked at one place.
There was a toy store on the street we were on, and Rel asked if we could go in there after we got our fakes...I thought this was ironic & sad enough to stop the search for the day.
Then we just walked around the east side and wrote down cute places that we need to go to. More things to add to the list. Hopefully we can mark at least one thing off of our list this weekend.
Classes today were alright, but Monday is going to be a busy busy day for me every week.

"Oh, please have some pity, I'm all alone in this big city"

The first few days of college are seriously the weirdest days of my life.
I went from knowing what everyone was like in the 2nd grade to knowing no one.
A lot of the girls in my dorm are like best friends with their roomate and/or bond over going to parsons/shopping/impersonating nicole richie.
& then there's me, finding the most random people.
There's this kid who's on the 5th floor, from Jersy, always seems kinda stoned or something, & is into punk, but hes a really nice and open guy, so I find him & hang out with him. Today we were walking around (in the rain! it was pouring & i had on flip flops and shorts... egh). Anyway, we met up w/ some guys he knew like deep in the east village. We went to this tiny place that was crowded & of course felt very new york. I felt like I was w/ such hipster. One of the guys rolled his own cigarettes. Two or three were in bands. Another one is tall w/ shaggy hair & doesn't talk. Another one lives in Brooklyn & is doing photography at parsons (he took out his camera randomly, took a snap shot, and put it away without saying a word). & there I am with my red curly hair and a pink raincoat. I honestly thought to myself, what the hell am I doing here? A week ago, I was watching Degrassi in Cincinnati, Ohio. One of the guys kinda looked like a punk, had gages in his ears, and...other...punk looking things, but when he was talking to our like 50 year old waitress, he was so polite and seemed very genuine. & I totally loved that because I felt it was...idk so new school. Like even though he says fuck ever sentence, and talked about how he was trashed out of his mind last night, he still says "oh, thank you very much, ma'am."
Then there's this other kid in my dorm who I've been hanging out with. I don't know if he's just weird parsons student or a mysterious artist. Whatever, he's chill so its all good.
Yesterday, I was walking down my hallway to get to the elevator, to do god knows what, and I heard jazz music. Naturally, I followed. (okay, i might not know much about jazz music now, but I'm going to damn it.) So I found josh, jason, and christian. Josh & Jason lived in the quad at the end of the hallway. Josh is craaazy. Crazy in a good way, at least for right now. He talks fast & is really hilarious. He reminds me of a way more hyper & not as amazing version of steven, just b/c i guess he seems cool with everything and is really open and friendly. He plays jazz sax. Jason seems cool. Wayyyyy more calm compared to josh, but still nice. He's a jazz vocalist. & Christian is a piano player from lonGisland. His accent is thick as Heidi Klum's accent (& her skull). they're all pretty cool, easy to talk to & on my floor.
For the amount of girls in my dorm, I think its kinda weird that I'm not really hanging out with any. & while thats fine, I hope I meet some girls that are as chill & fun as these guys. I will, I mean I'm in New York there are about 732804762834762346 people here & there must be someone like me. Who's awesome. & dresses well. & likes to by her friends presents.