We drank wine and looked up the number one song on every year of our birthday and made a playlist. Best idea ever. Let’s take a look at my playlist:
1992- Baby Got Back, Sir Mix Alot 1993- Can’t Help Falling In Love, UB40 1994- I Swear, All 4 One 1995- Waterfalls, TLC 1996- You’re Makin’ Me High, Toni Braxton 1997- I’ll Be Missing You, Puff Daddy & Faith Hill 1998- The Boy Is Mine, Brandy & Monica 1999- Livin La Vida Loca, Ricky Martin 2000- It’s Gonna Be Me, N Sync 2001- You Remind Me, Usher 2002- Hot In Here, Nelly 2003- Crazy In Love, Beyonce 2004- Confessions Part II, Usher 2005- We Belong Together, Mariah Carey 2006- Promiscuous, Nelly Furtado & Timberlake 2007- Hey There Delilah, Plain White T’s 2008- I Kissed A Girl, Katy Perry 2009- I Got a Feeling, Black Eyed Peas 2010- California Gurls, Katy Perry 2011- Party Rock Anthem, LMFAO
I am working out to this playlist tomorrow, have no fear. Boy did I have flashbacks. Crazy in Love was number one in 2003?! That’s insane it feels like yesterday and it was almost 10 years ago. This is the first time I feel old!
All I want to do is have a post run stretch or abs or something. Every time I go for a run, I come back and my roommate is still here. Doing nothing but playing World of Warcraft. Whatever hour of the day- 8am, 12pm, 8pm, 11pm- he is playing this game. I just want the room to myself for one half hour so I can play music and finish working out. Or at any point. Every time I come back, he is here. There has only been one instant when I was alone in this room and it was for 15 minutes because my class got out early. Seriously, I’m about to explode. GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE ROOM THAT IS NOT FOR GROCERY SHOPPING OR GOING TO CLASS. More or less, be a human.
Just flew through three acts of a Shakespeare I’ve never read and actually comprehend everything that is happening without the use of No Fear, Sparknotes, or reading the footnotes. Finally feeling accomplished in my choice in Dramatic Literature as a minor and as an actor. Now to the other 10 plays we read this semester!
I have to say, it was the best advice ever given to me. Funny thing is, I can’t actually remember who told it to me. It just stuck in my head, “do what scares you the most.” In some ways, I abandoned this advice when choosing to go abroad. I mean with all the places I could have gone, London was the only place I could go and still, potentially, graduate a semester early and graduate with a minor. Looking back on it now, I don’t know if I still want to push to graduate a semester early but I’m glad I came here to still keep the option open. However, because London is an easy place for me I needed to find something that scared the crap out of me. They speak the language here, I could ask for directions. The food is practically the same (I mean crisps is chips, chips is fries, that’s the big difference). The people are friendlier than New York. The transition was way too easy. There wasn’t much of a culture shock. “What to do? I need to do something that makes me uncomfortable.”
Last week, I stumbled across it. HOST UK program. You apply and get shipped off to as far as the north tip of Scotland and spend the weekend with a host family. By yourself. In the UK, I don’t know if there is a thing that would make me more uncomfortable. Today, I attended the required meeting to go. There were about 35 other students, also looking petrified. I’m sitting through the meeting and thinking “I could never get on a train or a bus or a ferry and go to a random part of the UK and spend three nights with strangers that may not accommodate my eating habits. Be in a town, by myself and not know anybody. Yorkshire, Liverpool, Highlands of Scotland, Brussels, who knows where?” I walked out of the meeting thinking I’ll never be able to do this.
All the more reason why I’m filling out this application. Maybe they’ll have full families with two young kids and a dog, maybe they’ll be retired and lived a full and glorious life. Maybe I’ll be near the city of Sheffield, maybe I’ll be on a farm in the country. I don’t have a choice on where I go. So. Here goes nothing!
I just downloaded Kindle for my laptop and successfully purchased all of my Gothic Literature books free of charge. Hollah, hollah, don’t spend a dollah! Then I purchased all my Shakespeare books for about 20£ less than I would if I got them at the bookstore. I still have yet to figure out my Ethics class, but the plan is to never purchase another book that I don’t want to keep for my future and growing library. Which means for Ethics. I am not spending a dime on that class. That is the plan.
Gothic Literature: Field trips to cemeteries. Close reading on Dracula.
Shakespeare Text and Performance: One play a week. Filed trips include shows at The National Theatre. The Globe, The Swan (Stratford-upon-Avon), and reading a play entitled “Tis Pity She’s a Whore” (not a Shakespeare play, which is strange because every other play is, but its title totally justifies its place in the class)
Modern Drama and Performance: One show. Every week.
Ethics: Aristotle.. yay?
Besides Ethics, I’m SO excited for this semester. WOOT WOOT.
the onslaught of Patriots fans bragging their win. Seriously, if it wasn’t for the poor kick, it could have been a different game. I hope this game makes you realize that you’re not as strong as think you. Prepare. You know I’m a Giants fan but regardless of if the Giants or the 49ers win this division, you should not think this year’s Superbowl is in the bag.
Rereading Twelfth Night for the first class of Shakespeare text and performance
It literally kills me how much Malvolio is just shit on at the end of the play. Literally, every character just chews him out. I know so many Malvolios in my life and if only half of what happens to this man could happen to them, then Karma would finally be all caught up.
We get three all day excursions paid for with NYU London. However, with my Shakespeare class I already get an all day excursion to Stratford-upon-Avon, so I actually get four all day excursions! So far, I’ve chosen:
Stonehenge and Bath
Dover Castle and White Cliffs
The real questions is: what should my last one be?! Oxford or Cambridge!?! I was originally leaning toward Cambridge, but now I’m thinking Oxford. Ah I don’t know!
So tonight I went to a bar called “The Water Rats Theatre Bar.” Yes. This place exists. In the back of the bar there is a stage on which there was this band playing called The May Birds. They basically sounds like if Kate Nash and Florence + the Machine made love, had a child, and fed it a chello. Really. They are awesome! Here is one of the songs I was able to find on Youtube and selfishly convert for myself. Enjoy and support them!
“I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.”—Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close- Jonathan Safran Foer