NYC, YEAR 2: HOT!
15 DAY 284
★ 90. COMPLETED MY FIRST "SUCCESSFUL"
PHOTOSHOOT FOR THE BLOG In May, approximately five months ago, I drove to Tufts University with my brother, where we shot our first photo session. It was unsuccessful. I was dissatisfied with myself physically. The five hundred or so pictures that we captured that day became one of my biggest motivations to get fit. Over the last five months, I had shed roughly twenty pounds. I was nervous the day before the shoot. I was concerned that I was not going to look up to par on camera. My anxiety was eased later that night when I asked my brother to take a few test shots of me at home. The next morning, I was reluctant to travel far for the photo session. I did not like the thought of wasting time on traversing in case I was going to be once again discontent with the result of the shoot. Ultimately, I decided on the football practice field down at the high school as the "editorial"'s backdrop. All in all, I was pleased with today's photos. I am currently int the process of selecting and editing the pictures. I am looking forward to post a style blog very soon. |
★ Happy Birthday to my GrandMA!
We celebrated my grandmother's birthday Sunday night, except it was not my grandmother's birthday. There was a lot of food, ten to twelve dishes. Everyone exclaimed at how much weight I had lost since the last time they saw me. I caught up with my cousins. It was an overall relaxing night. |
15 DAY 286
★ Completed an Exit interview with my boss
My boss called me into his office to complete an exit interview. I was terrified at first that he would give me a hard about leaving. However, the interview turned out to be nothing like how I had expected. It was brief, lasted for mere fifteen minutes. My boss spent most of the time speaking to me about future advancement.
15 DAY 287
★ 9 / 12 / 57.44 / 66. STEPPED DOWN FROM MY HIGH HORSE
I missed the first opportunity to pop the question. The words were right there, at the tip of my tongue, but my tightly closed lips, once again manipulated by my ego, debarred them from setting loose. I remained alert, watchful for the next appropriate moment. At the second chance I was given, the words awkwardly rolled off of my tongue, squeezed pass my lips, and projected out in the open. There I was, climbing down from my high horse, and chucking my pride out of the window.
The response was positive. It was not overwhelmingly positive, for my delivery was sloppy, but positive nevertheless. I am looking forward to what follows, hopefully something great.
The response was positive. It was not overwhelmingly positive, for my delivery was sloppy, but positive nevertheless. I am looking forward to what follows, hopefully something great.
15 DAY 289
A DAY WITHOUT PICTURES
15 DAY 291
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★ 2 / 15 / 21 / 24 / 30 / 57.44 / 66. ATTENDED MY GRANDMA'S OLD CO-WORKER'S SON'S WEDDING AT J & B SEAFOOD RESTAURANT IN CHINATOWN, MANHATTAN
Sunday night, I attended my grandma's old co-worker's son's wedding at J & B Seafood Restaurant in Chinatown, Manhattan. I had been looking forward to the wedding since a week prior, when my grandma told me that she wanted me to attend a wedding in her place the coming Sunday, for every Chinese wedding is a grand photography opportunity for the style of photography I was pursuing anyway. Sadly, however, I did not capture any useful photographs. Nevertheless, the food was delicious, though similar to the dishes from every other Chinese wedding I had been to. |
15 DAY 292
★ 9 / 12. MADE PLAN FOR THE WEEKEND ON A MONDAY
My phone battery was low at mere 33%. I was listening to Spotify when the text, out of the blue, sent my phone on vibration. I was not surprised when I saw the name of the sender on the phone screen, though the name did put a smile on my face. I do not want to put too much hope on it. At the same time, I am looking forward to what the message entails.
15 DAY 293
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★ 57.44 / 66. TRIED OUT A NEW RESTAURANT IN
LOWER EAST SIDE, MANHATTAN The restaurant is located on Essex Street. I ran by the above sign last night. I wanted to take a picture of the sign more than I wanted to eat at the restaurant. However, I felt a need to purchase a food item from the restaurant in exchange for an unspoken permission to take a picture of their sign, and so I did. I ordered ten steamed dumplings. In short, the handmade shell of the dumplings were noteworthy, though the pork filling was less remarkable. |
15 DAY 294
★ A Day without phone
A day without my phone is a day without time and a day without pictures.
My internal body clock woke me at 6:55 a.m., twenty minutes later than usual. Accept the "isness" of everything. I calmly grabbed my towel and toothbrush and headed for the bathroom. Our new tenant's nephew had sneaked into the restroom one step before me. I closed the bedroom door and sat on a chair that was butted up against the bedroom door, which was adjacent to the bathroom, ready to charge at the first sound of the nephew exiting. In the meantime, I stared into space. Three more days, I told myself.
When the new tenant's nephew exited the bathroom, our landlord's son entered before I could get up from the chair. I waited a little longer. Three more days, I thought in relief.
Coincidentally, the three of us were ready at the same time and left the apartment together. Then, I asked my landlord's son what time it was. 7:26, he said.
I was not sure what time it was when I arrived at Grand Central Station. The train information board told me that the 7:53 a.m. train to White Plains had yet departed. I sprinted to Gate 26.
I rested on the train, but I was afraid to fall asleep without my phone's alarm to wake me. I hoped that the train would make it to White Plains before 8:38 a.m.
And the trooper train arrived at the White Plains Station just in time for me to catch the 8:38 a.m. shuttle to One North Broadway.
I left work at around 4:30 p.m. to meet up with my Grandma back in the city. I caught all of the trains that I was supposed to catch. Assuming the trains were traveling at their regular speed, it was probably around 6:00 p.m. when I returned to Chinatown. I walked from the East Broadway Station to my Grandma's dentist's office, where we had planned to meet.
She was not there. The check-in lady told me that she had just left.
"She said that she was going to the bus station. She said that she is going to Philadelphia to see her daughter." One of the patients sitting in the waiting area informed me.
I walked to the bus station. She was not there. I walked back to my apartment, thinking that maybe she had gone looking after me. She was not there neither. I walked back to the bus station, and back to the apartment again.
There was no way for me to call my Grandma without my phone.
I was not sure how much time had passed from all of the walking back and forth. I was getting anxious. I was hoping to attend a meeting in Midtown later that night. However, at the look of the circumstance, it was unlikely that I was going to make it.
Eventually, I remembered that all of my contacts were backed up on my computer. I located my Grandma's phone number once I had made it home for the second time, and borrowed our new tenant's cellphone to make the phone call.
I asked my Grandma what time it was when I had finally met up with her. 6:45, she said. I was not going to make it to the meeting.
My internal body clock woke me at 6:55 a.m., twenty minutes later than usual. Accept the "isness" of everything. I calmly grabbed my towel and toothbrush and headed for the bathroom. Our new tenant's nephew had sneaked into the restroom one step before me. I closed the bedroom door and sat on a chair that was butted up against the bedroom door, which was adjacent to the bathroom, ready to charge at the first sound of the nephew exiting. In the meantime, I stared into space. Three more days, I told myself.
When the new tenant's nephew exited the bathroom, our landlord's son entered before I could get up from the chair. I waited a little longer. Three more days, I thought in relief.
Coincidentally, the three of us were ready at the same time and left the apartment together. Then, I asked my landlord's son what time it was. 7:26, he said.
I was not sure what time it was when I arrived at Grand Central Station. The train information board told me that the 7:53 a.m. train to White Plains had yet departed. I sprinted to Gate 26.
I rested on the train, but I was afraid to fall asleep without my phone's alarm to wake me. I hoped that the train would make it to White Plains before 8:38 a.m.
And the trooper train arrived at the White Plains Station just in time for me to catch the 8:38 a.m. shuttle to One North Broadway.
I left work at around 4:30 p.m. to meet up with my Grandma back in the city. I caught all of the trains that I was supposed to catch. Assuming the trains were traveling at their regular speed, it was probably around 6:00 p.m. when I returned to Chinatown. I walked from the East Broadway Station to my Grandma's dentist's office, where we had planned to meet.
She was not there. The check-in lady told me that she had just left.
"She said that she was going to the bus station. She said that she is going to Philadelphia to see her daughter." One of the patients sitting in the waiting area informed me.
I walked to the bus station. She was not there. I walked back to my apartment, thinking that maybe she had gone looking after me. She was not there neither. I walked back to the bus station, and back to the apartment again.
There was no way for me to call my Grandma without my phone.
I was not sure how much time had passed from all of the walking back and forth. I was getting anxious. I was hoping to attend a meeting in Midtown later that night. However, at the look of the circumstance, it was unlikely that I was going to make it.
Eventually, I remembered that all of my contacts were backed up on my computer. I located my Grandma's phone number once I had made it home for the second time, and borrowed our new tenant's cellphone to make the phone call.
I asked my Grandma what time it was when I had finally met up with her. 6:45, she said. I was not going to make it to the meeting.
15 DAY 304
★ 1 / 9 / 12 / 57.44 / 66. happy halloween!
I distinctly remember Halloween from a year ago, a pivotal night of my young adulthood. I remember the Halloween parade, the walk to some German bar in Midtown, the unease that bothered me all night, the rain, the first time I opened up, poured my heart out, to someone about my situation, and the tears, lots of tears.
To send myself back in time mentally, then to bring myself back to the present; to put myself in a similar environment, and to observe all the differences between now and then, only then do I see my growth. Man, I had came a long way.
That being said, I met up with my new friends in Union Square. Subsequently, we made our way to Hell's Kitchen, where we decided to check out a new bar that we had never visited before. At the door, I embarrassingly remembered that I had left my ID at home. I left, headed for the nearest subway station, making my way back to Chinatown. I told my friends that if it does not take me too long to return home, I would come back out. It took me a hour to return to Chinatown. It was already 1:00 a.m. by then. I decided to stay in.
To send myself back in time mentally, then to bring myself back to the present; to put myself in a similar environment, and to observe all the differences between now and then, only then do I see my growth. Man, I had came a long way.
That being said, I met up with my new friends in Union Square. Subsequently, we made our way to Hell's Kitchen, where we decided to check out a new bar that we had never visited before. At the door, I embarrassingly remembered that I had left my ID at home. I left, headed for the nearest subway station, making my way back to Chinatown. I told my friends that if it does not take me too long to return home, I would come back out. It took me a hour to return to Chinatown. It was already 1:00 a.m. by then. I decided to stay in.
15 DAY 306
★ My Parents Came to Visit.
My parents came visit this evening. They brought me my new iPhone.
The high resolution of new iPhone made all of my Instagram pictures look less attractive, of lower definition. I cannot stand looking at my Instagram page at the moment.
They also brought six cases of Poland Spring water.
We went out to dinner after I had carried the six cases of Poland Spring up twelve flights of stairs and set up my new iPhone. We went to Kings Kitchen, located on East Broadway for dinner. We were all disappointed with our food tonight.
The high resolution of new iPhone made all of my Instagram pictures look less attractive, of lower definition. I cannot stand looking at my Instagram page at the moment.
They also brought six cases of Poland Spring water.
We went out to dinner after I had carried the six cases of Poland Spring up twelve flights of stairs and set up my new iPhone. We went to Kings Kitchen, located on East Broadway for dinner. We were all disappointed with our food tonight.
15 DAY 307
★ 1 / 9 / 12 / 57.44 / 66. Paris is burning
The Italian man's voice was trembling. I was on the edge of tearing up every time his shaky voice cracked a sound.
I liked the British girl. Despite of her circumstance, she spoke her story with such light. I admired her ease.
Then, there was the black man. The unexpectedness of the encounter conjured up an impulsive courage in him that otherwise would not exist. He sat down in the middle of the room. When his surrounding finally sank in, a suffocating unease took over. I could tell just by looking at his back that he felt uncomfortable. Eventually, he made his leave.
I fell asleep during the middle of the film. The movie was near its end by the time I woke up.
I liked the British girl. Despite of her circumstance, she spoke her story with such light. I admired her ease.
Then, there was the black man. The unexpectedness of the encounter conjured up an impulsive courage in him that otherwise would not exist. He sat down in the middle of the room. When his surrounding finally sank in, a suffocating unease took over. I could tell just by looking at his back that he felt uncomfortable. Eventually, he made his leave.
I fell asleep during the middle of the film. The movie was near its end by the time I woke up.
15 DAY 308
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★ 1 / 9 / 12. First dialogue
To celebrate our company's one year anniversary since changing our company logo, our company's headquarter ordered custom made company baseball caps for all employees. A box of baseball caps was delivered to VHB's New York office. I offered to help the marketing chair with handing out the baseball caps. I was not expecting to see you for the office was not yours. I was caught off guard. I said something, but I was nervous from the surprise encounter, so I stuttered. You did not understand my speech. I repeated what I had said for a second time calmly. You understood better the second time. After a brief exchange, I left. I returned shortly to leave a cap on the desk. I said something again. I thought that you were more engaging with your reply this time around. |
15 DAY 309
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★ 9 / 12 / 57.44 / 66. Did not make it to my first pick up soccer meet UP at pier 25, in battery park city, manhattan
I Google Map-ped the address that was provided on the event page. Google directed me to a compact, unlit field outside of Brookfield Place. The description on the site noted that the soccer field was located near some volleyball courts, and coincidentally, there was a volleyball court closeby to the small field. I confidently thought that I had found the right place. I went inside Brookfield Place to read, while waited for the game to start. The field remained unoccupied when the clock struck seven. I checked my phone for messages, when a lightbulb went off that I was actually at the wrong location. I swiftly left the empty field, walking north, along Hudson River, toward Pier 25. Midway, I received another message from another member of the soccer group, who had arrived at Pier 25. No one had showed up at Pier 25 neither. I figured that the soccer game was canceled. I permanently detoured from my path, found the nearest bus stop, and made my way back to Chinatown. On the bus, I received a third message from a third member of the soccer group that he was making his way to the soccer field. I felt bad when I got home that I had possibly missed the soccer game. I wrote an message on the site apologizing for my absence. |
15 DAY 310
★ 9 / 12 / 57.44 / 66. hung out with two of my new friends in the city
This was the third consecutive weekend that we had hung out.
We went to a bar in Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan that I had been to a few times before. The previous times, I had visited the bar alone. Previous visits consisted of a drink, at most two, and one to two trips to the bathroom. To come back to the bar with two friends showed how far I had come.
My situation is not ideal yet, but I am definitely progressing in the right direction.
We went to a bar in Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan that I had been to a few times before. The previous times, I had visited the bar alone. Previous visits consisted of a drink, at most two, and one to two trips to the bathroom. To come back to the bar with two friends showed how far I had come.
My situation is not ideal yet, but I am definitely progressing in the right direction.
15 DAY 312
★ Bought two boxes of "lean" cereal and two bottles of fish oil from cvs, in union square, manhattan
I had always been envious of men with thick hair.
I started losing hair in fifth grade. Back then, it was due to poor hygiene. Hair loss continued throughout high school and college. Then, it was mostly due to stress. Malnutrition speeded up the progress the summer of my junior year at Vanderbilt, when I was having a meal a day. Hair loss had slowed down in the past year, before kicked into high gear again during the last few months, during which I had shed twenty pounds.
I am not sure the exact cause for my hair loss. As a result, I am not sure how to go about tackling the problem. If the hair loss is due to stress, malnutrition, or hormone imbalance, then the the hair loss is most likely reversible. On the other hand, if my Dad's gene is playing a role in this unfortunate situation, then the hair loss is most likely permanent.
In case my hair loss is due to malnutrition, specifically lack of protein in my diet, I bought two boxes of high protein content cereal from CVS. I am hoping to get into the habit of eating healthy breakfast. I had also read online that fish oil promotes hair health, so I bought two bottles of fish oil as well.
I started losing hair in fifth grade. Back then, it was due to poor hygiene. Hair loss continued throughout high school and college. Then, it was mostly due to stress. Malnutrition speeded up the progress the summer of my junior year at Vanderbilt, when I was having a meal a day. Hair loss had slowed down in the past year, before kicked into high gear again during the last few months, during which I had shed twenty pounds.
I am not sure the exact cause for my hair loss. As a result, I am not sure how to go about tackling the problem. If the hair loss is due to stress, malnutrition, or hormone imbalance, then the the hair loss is most likely reversible. On the other hand, if my Dad's gene is playing a role in this unfortunate situation, then the hair loss is most likely permanent.
In case my hair loss is due to malnutrition, specifically lack of protein in my diet, I bought two boxes of high protein content cereal from CVS. I am hoping to get into the habit of eating healthy breakfast. I had also read online that fish oil promotes hair health, so I bought two bottles of fish oil as well.
15 DAY 313
★ 57.44 / 66. went out for dinner with my parents at zui xiang lou in chinatown, manhattan
My parents came to visit for a second consecutive Monday. We went to a nearby Chinese restaurant for dinner. My parents ordered a table full of food that I enjoy, mostly seafood. I was overwhelmingly stuffed from dinner.
15 DAY 314
★ 18 / 46. RAN TO THE NEW GYM + WORKED OUT + RAN BACK HOME
I had migrated. My recent transfer application to Planet Fitness to switch my home gym from the Planet Fitness in Union Square to the Planet Fitness in Tribeca had been approved.
I typically run to the gym. However, I was getting tired of the four mile run that I had packaged with each weight lifting session. In addition, with limited free time on weekdays, I figured that I should focus more time on building muscle now that I had successfully shed twenty pounds.
On another note, I wanted a change in my daily routine, to run through a different neighborhood, to mingle in a different crowd, and to be a part of a different possibility.
The Planet Fitness in Tribeca is located approximately a mile from my current residence. It is far more spacious than the Planet Fitness in Union Square, and thus, house more equipments. On the other hand, most of the machines at the Planet Fitness in Tribeca are worn. Furthermore, the machines are scattered across the gym in an illogical order.
I typically run to the gym. However, I was getting tired of the four mile run that I had packaged with each weight lifting session. In addition, with limited free time on weekdays, I figured that I should focus more time on building muscle now that I had successfully shed twenty pounds.
On another note, I wanted a change in my daily routine, to run through a different neighborhood, to mingle in a different crowd, and to be a part of a different possibility.
The Planet Fitness in Tribeca is located approximately a mile from my current residence. It is far more spacious than the Planet Fitness in Union Square, and thus, house more equipments. On the other hand, most of the machines at the Planet Fitness in Tribeca are worn. Furthermore, the machines are scattered across the gym in an illogical order.
15 DAY 315
★ 1 / 9 / 12 / 57.44. ATTENDED ANOTHER SOCIAL AT THE CENTER
I was exhausted. My gut was telling me to go home, but I had already promised a friend that I would attend the event with him. In addition, the feeling of missing out was so overwhelming, I simply could not not go.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened at the social.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened at the social.
15 DAY 316
★ 9 / 12 / 18 / 46 / 57.44. Attended my first pick up soccer meet up at pier 25 in battery park city, Manhattan
There were only three of us. There was me, the organizer, and an Indian guy. I believe many of the supposed attendees canceled in the last minute due to bad weather from earlier in the day. We kicked the soccer ball back and forth for a half hour before calling it a night. The organizer was impressed with my kicks. He said that for someone who had never played soccer before, I had good control of the ball.
The soccer field was located on the tip of Pier 25 with a grand view of Jersey City. I had been to Pier 25 once before with a group of co-workers. I remember walking by the same soccer field.
The soccer field was located on the tip of Pier 25 with a grand view of Jersey City. I had been to Pier 25 once before with a group of co-workers. I remember walking by the same soccer field.
15 DAY 317
★ 1 / 9 / 12 / 57.44 / 80. VOLUNTEERED AT TREVOR NEXT GEN'S FALL FETE FUNDRAISING EVENT (4/1,000,000)
The complimentary Domino's Pizza's pizza was the best part of the event.
I was assigned to check in guests. Along with two other volunteers, we were stationed by the entrance to the club, away from the festivity. They had blocked the view of the party from the checking in area with a curtain and a fan divider. The job was okay at first. I was actually getting a childish sense of accomplishment that I was getting really good at checking in guests. I had originally planned to stay longer, hoping to at least catch a glance of the celebration before heading out. However, after a small hiccup that left me feeling scolded and unappreciated, I left at my earliest opportunity.
Looking back, I had always felt out of place among the in the organization. A great relief dawned on me as I walked away from the establishment.
I was assigned to check in guests. Along with two other volunteers, we were stationed by the entrance to the club, away from the festivity. They had blocked the view of the party from the checking in area with a curtain and a fan divider. The job was okay at first. I was actually getting a childish sense of accomplishment that I was getting really good at checking in guests. I had originally planned to stay longer, hoping to at least catch a glance of the celebration before heading out. However, after a small hiccup that left me feeling scolded and unappreciated, I left at my earliest opportunity.
Looking back, I had always felt out of place among the in the organization. A great relief dawned on me as I walked away from the establishment.
15 DAY 318
★ 1 / 9 / 12 / 57.44. REVIVAL
Every unfamiliar touch revives a long dormant cell. Goosebumps blossom over the surface of the dead skin, tinkling from head to toe. Rainbow colored mist inundated the revival ritual in mystical cloud, as the face and limbs of an earthed corpse slowly uncovered itself.
The night ended in an abrupt note, before the completion of the ceremony.
To be continued next time.
The night ended in an abrupt note, before the completion of the ceremony.
To be continued next time.
15 DAY 321
★ BOUGHT A NEW SWEATSHIRT FROM H&M today.
I bought a new sweatshirt from H&M today. It was on sale for only $9.99. I am too lazy to get out of bed right now to take a picture of the sweatshirt. I am hoping to blog the new purchase over Thanksgiving break once I jumpstart the style segment of the blog.
15 DAY 324
★ 9 / 12. Attended my new company's first beer o'clock
So close. I took a good look. Man. What a smile. What a face. Too bad. Too bad.
Our office hosted an in-office happy hour after work today. We had beer and wine. It was an overall relaxing experience.
I was too afraid and awkward to look too closely. But man, may I take a second to appreciate?
I had left my phone at my cubicle to charge. I was too lazy to walk to my cubicle to grab my phone, and too shy to take any photo in front of co-workers that I barely know.
The crescent shaped eyes. The flawless set of pearly whites. The dreamy smile.
I was one of the last three people to leave.
Our office hosted an in-office happy hour after work today. We had beer and wine. It was an overall relaxing experience.
I was too afraid and awkward to look too closely. But man, may I take a second to appreciate?
I had left my phone at my cubicle to charge. I was too lazy to walk to my cubicle to grab my phone, and too shy to take any photo in front of co-workers that I barely know.
The crescent shaped eyes. The flawless set of pearly whites. The dreamy smile.
I was one of the last three people to leave.
★ 57.44. went to a second happy hour with my co-workers after our office happy hour
I did not want to go home. One of my co-workers invited me to join him and his friends for a second happy hour. A third co-worker had also joined. We went to a pub nearby. I did not catch name of the pub. There were arcades, video games, among other entertainments set up in the bar. We each had one drink and made our leave. I went home after the second happy hour. My co-worker headed to Koreatown to meet up with his friends.
15 DAY 325
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★ 1 / 9 / 12 / 57.44. hung out at the inn
We hung out at the inn last night. It was the fifth consecutive weekend that we had hung out. Last weekend, I had suggested that we visit a different spot than our usual spot. They had suggested the inn. I thought that it was perfect for the inn is iconic, and I had never been to the inn. The crowd was disappointing. On top of that, my mind was not where my body was. I had a hard time enjoying myself. |
15 DAY 328
★ Returned home for the holiday!
I left work at around 5:00 p.m. Most of my co-workers had already stopped working by then and were drinking in the office. I did not join. I had work to do. Plus, I was not sure if I was invited. What if I joined, and was not welcomed? I also did not chip in for the alcohol. All in all, I felt awkward. I wish I had received a personal invitation from one of the co-workers.
I took the 6:00 p.m. Boston bound Greyhound bus from Port Authority Bus Terminal. The bus left surprisingly on time. There was heavy traffic throughout New York City. The bus arrived at South Station in Boston at around 11:00 p.m. My Dad picked me up from the station, while my Mom stayed home cooking. We had dinner together when I got home. I ended up going to bed at around 2:00 a.m.
I took the 6:00 p.m. Boston bound Greyhound bus from Port Authority Bus Terminal. The bus left surprisingly on time. There was heavy traffic throughout New York City. The bus arrived at South Station in Boston at around 11:00 p.m. My Dad picked me up from the station, while my Mom stayed home cooking. We had dinner together when I got home. I ended up going to bed at around 2:00 a.m.
15 DAY 332
★ Returned to New York.
I woke up. I ate breakfast. My Dad drove me to the bus station. The bus left South Station later than the scheduled time. We hit traffic on the road.
We arrived at New York City Chinatown in the late afternoon. My brother texted. I called my Grandma. She did not pick up. I walked from the bus stop to my apartment. My Dad called. I walked up the stairs. My Mom called. I called my Grandma again. She did not pick up again. I bought laundry detergent from a nearby pharmacy. I brought my laundry to the laundromat. My Grandma called. I loaded my laundry. I walked back to my apartment. I cleaned my room. My Grandma called again. I told her to call again once she was done with her errands. I walked back to the laundromat. I waited for a drier. My Grandma called for a third time. I asked the lady at the laundromat to load my washed clothes into a drier once a drier becomes available.
I left the laundromat to meet up with my Grandma. I met up with my Grandma. We went up stairs to my apartment. She asked me to pick up her visa in a couple days. She handed me some leftovers from a feast from a funeral she had attended earlier in the day. I accepted the leftover. I looked for my passport, while she balanced her daily spending. We chatted. We left my apartment. We chatted some more.
I walked her to her friend's apartment. I liked her friend's apartment. My brother was here in this apartment thirteen years. I told my Grandma's friend that it had been thirteen years. He could not believe that it had been thirteen years. I left.
I went back to the laundromat. My clothes was not ready. I bought dinner. I went back to my apartment. I ate dinner. I bagged my lunch for the next day. I walked back to the laundromat. I picked up my laundry. I walked back to my apartment. I folded my laundry. I took a shower. I cleaned the mouse poo off of the corners of my room. I washed my hands. I drank a bottle of protein shake. I brushed my teeth. I went inside my room. I locked the door. I took off my clothes. I crawled onto my bed. I turned on my computer. Here I am now.
We arrived at New York City Chinatown in the late afternoon. My brother texted. I called my Grandma. She did not pick up. I walked from the bus stop to my apartment. My Dad called. I walked up the stairs. My Mom called. I called my Grandma again. She did not pick up again. I bought laundry detergent from a nearby pharmacy. I brought my laundry to the laundromat. My Grandma called. I loaded my laundry. I walked back to my apartment. I cleaned my room. My Grandma called again. I told her to call again once she was done with her errands. I walked back to the laundromat. I waited for a drier. My Grandma called for a third time. I asked the lady at the laundromat to load my washed clothes into a drier once a drier becomes available.
I left the laundromat to meet up with my Grandma. I met up with my Grandma. We went up stairs to my apartment. She asked me to pick up her visa in a couple days. She handed me some leftovers from a feast from a funeral she had attended earlier in the day. I accepted the leftover. I looked for my passport, while she balanced her daily spending. We chatted. We left my apartment. We chatted some more.
I walked her to her friend's apartment. I liked her friend's apartment. My brother was here in this apartment thirteen years. I told my Grandma's friend that it had been thirteen years. He could not believe that it had been thirteen years. I left.
I went back to the laundromat. My clothes was not ready. I bought dinner. I went back to my apartment. I ate dinner. I bagged my lunch for the next day. I walked back to the laundromat. I picked up my laundry. I walked back to my apartment. I folded my laundry. I took a shower. I cleaned the mouse poo off of the corners of my room. I washed my hands. I drank a bottle of protein shake. I brushed my teeth. I went inside my room. I locked the door. I took off my clothes. I crawled onto my bed. I turned on my computer. Here I am now.
15 DAY 340
★ 9 / 12. Made plan for tomorrow
Third time the charm? It did not turn out well the first two times. Looking back, I am not sure how to best put my first experience in words. And I remember distinctly how uncomfortable I had felt the second time, the kind of uneasiness that sent chills down my spine. Man, I could not get up fast enough from my chair by the end of that meal.
We had made dinner plans for tomorrow night at a Japanese/Thai fusion restaurant in the Lower East Side. I am nervous about the meet up, at the same time, excited about the food, and even more ecstatic about the possibility of a new friendship.
We had made dinner plans for tomorrow night at a Japanese/Thai fusion restaurant in the Lower East Side. I am nervous about the meet up, at the same time, excited about the food, and even more ecstatic about the possibility of a new friendship.
15 DAY 344
★ Bad day
Okay. Today was not that bad. It could have been a lot worse.
I am so done with this bitch, rude and unpredictable. I have been so careful when I talk to her, since the previous two incidents. Still, bitch flips out on me for absolutely no righteous reason. I simply cannot work alongside or deal with a bitch like her.
After this third incident in a month, I walked to the restroom for a pee break. On the way to the bathroom, body temperature began to rise. My skin turned to a faded shade of red. Before I knew, warm blood streamed down from my left nostril. Just then, a light, pulsing headache kicked in. Next, I was stumbling my way out of the washroom.
Man, I must had been really upset to be nose bleeding over it.
My body was warm and my head was dizzy when I returned to my cubicle. My mind halted for a minute as I blankly gazed at my computer screen thoroughly feeling my increasing weakness, the headache's beating against the inner edge of my skull, and the empty abyss that I had been feeling this entire week. I IM-ed one of my co-workers to ambiguously vent everything that had went on. When I told her that I had had a nose bleed, she urged me to eat. That was when I took a quarter of a bagel from the leftovers from a morning meeting.
I am so done with this bitch, rude and unpredictable. I have been so careful when I talk to her, since the previous two incidents. Still, bitch flips out on me for absolutely no righteous reason. I simply cannot work alongside or deal with a bitch like her.
After this third incident in a month, I walked to the restroom for a pee break. On the way to the bathroom, body temperature began to rise. My skin turned to a faded shade of red. Before I knew, warm blood streamed down from my left nostril. Just then, a light, pulsing headache kicked in. Next, I was stumbling my way out of the washroom.
Man, I must had been really upset to be nose bleeding over it.
My body was warm and my head was dizzy when I returned to my cubicle. My mind halted for a minute as I blankly gazed at my computer screen thoroughly feeling my increasing weakness, the headache's beating against the inner edge of my skull, and the empty abyss that I had been feeling this entire week. I IM-ed one of my co-workers to ambiguously vent everything that had went on. When I told her that I had had a nose bleed, she urged me to eat. That was when I took a quarter of a bagel from the leftovers from a morning meeting.
15 DAY 352
★ 1 / 9 / 12 / 57.44. Out? and about.
There are so many clubs in New York City, why do we always end up at the same place? But thank God that each time there is something unique to offer.
Shadows shuffling in and out under the neon lights were simply mesmerizing. I joked to a friend that I could lounge on the sofas that we were sitting on for the rest of the night, smoking weed and drinking beers. I reluctantly gave up my comfort spot when the rest of the crew showed up. From the sofas, we migrated to the then empty dance floor. Initially, I sat on an adjacent couch to the dance floor, feeling awkward being the first and only people under the flickering spotlight, as if we were putting on a performance for the rest of the club attendees. However, within seconds from the moment I sat down, the dance floor was jam packed with crowd. Looked like we started the party.
And I was particularly popular that night.
Shadows shuffling in and out under the neon lights were simply mesmerizing. I joked to a friend that I could lounge on the sofas that we were sitting on for the rest of the night, smoking weed and drinking beers. I reluctantly gave up my comfort spot when the rest of the crew showed up. From the sofas, we migrated to the then empty dance floor. Initially, I sat on an adjacent couch to the dance floor, feeling awkward being the first and only people under the flickering spotlight, as if we were putting on a performance for the rest of the club attendees. However, within seconds from the moment I sat down, the dance floor was jam packed with crowd. Looked like we started the party.
And I was particularly popular that night.
15 DAY 353
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★ 57.44. purchased ticket for a new year's eve event + bought a case of persimmon from a street vendor
One of my friends asked me to join him for a spiritual workshop on New Year's Eve. My first reaction was what the fuck? However, the idea soon warmed up to me. I met up with him after his French class today, where we walked to the venue where the workshop will be hosted to purchase event tickets. We made our separate ways upon leaving the ashram. He made his way to Marshall's to pick some holiday gifts for his family and friends. I made my way to the gym. From the gym, I walked home. Pass Manhattan Bridge, I made a turn from Canal Street onto Forsyth Street. Under the Manhattan Bridge, I picked up a case of persimmon from one of the street vendors for $2.00. |
15 DAY 357
★ home for christmas
There was no one waiting in line when I arrived at the bus terminal, a rarity. The ride was smooth, with no traffic. With a short break midway, we still manage to arrive at Boston's South Station in under four hours, also a rarity. Mom had prepared dinner, the usual, by the time I came home.
15 DAY 362
★ Worked overtime again.
Despite my diligence, progress did not match up with my effort.
At around 7:00 p.m., I made a trip to a nearby Panera Bread to purchase dinner. I ate my supper at work. That was a first.
I met the cleaning crew for the third time since I started my position at VHB. This time, the cleaning crew left before me.
At 10:30 p.m., I promptly threw in the towel.
At around 7:00 p.m., I made a trip to a nearby Panera Bread to purchase dinner. I ate my supper at work. That was a first.
I met the cleaning crew for the third time since I started my position at VHB. This time, the cleaning crew left before me.
At 10:30 p.m., I promptly threw in the towel.
15 DAY 363
★ Overwhelmed and stressed.
It is almost New Years.
I have never been this stressed over work.
The design was incorrect. I had to start over. Again. Anxiety overwhelmed me to think of the amount of time I had already spent on the project. I removed the four hours of overtime that I had put in the day before.
The mind is the most vulnerable when under great pressure, as a result, more prune to dangerous thoughts, which leads to greater stress.
I have never been this stressed over work.
The design was incorrect. I had to start over. Again. Anxiety overwhelmed me to think of the amount of time I had already spent on the project. I removed the four hours of overtime that I had put in the day before.
The mind is the most vulnerable when under great pressure, as a result, more prune to dangerous thoughts, which leads to greater stress.
