Yay!
Since I last spewed facts at you, I've since become part of the fall play and it turns out that thesps are a safe space everywhere which brings furlongs of comfort to me.
We we're going to go and see a college football game today but the car broke down in the bronx and so, i'm still a football virgin but DID go to a diner for the very first time and see another borough of New York. Only one left to see- if you count Staten Island, which, most people don't. I only saw Queens briefly on the way back from JFK airport, but meh. Still counts.
I've been shopping in Soho, but am told I still need to make my way to Williamsburg for the thrift stores (which just sounds so much better than 'charity shops', but that could be because they are actually different things...). It fills me with excitement to buy a winter coat and be able to say "ohh, this? Just picked it up in a thrift store in Williamsburg...Never been? Weirrdd" when I get back home. (Yes, I have thought this far ahead. But let's be honest, I'm going to reap all the benefits that this year will bring me.) I have been warned about the infestation of hipsters there and am now worried I'll look too mainstream when I go... I should probably wear my glasses and doc martens and a beenie to be safe. And some plaid.
I missed Fashion's Night Out in early september for 'convocation' (3 days of fun and bonding with the whole senior class. I can now safely say I have met every single person in my year now, due to a handshaking extravaganza) at school but the Atlantic Antic is coming to Brooklyn tomorrow and although its a different set up to FNO, I was told I "gotta go". This is on my list of touristy things I must complete while I'm here:
Satue of lib
Empire state building
Ellis island
MOMA
Frick
Guggenheim
Natural history museum
30 rock
Central park
I've also joined an array of clubs, and found that a cappella singing is actually much harder than I thought, but in a totally delicious way. AND I plan to join the squash team because the kit is boss (as well as 'team sports' being a vital part of my american education).
Fingers crossed the foreign exchange student thing works in my favour... which it has in some ways. The dear Mr Rush who taught my mother all those years ago- and doesn't stop telling people as much- gave me my first ever 1000% the other day in Art History.
I've decided he's my favourite teacher.
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