As I was walking into another building at school today, the janitor lady passed by. She smelled distinctly of Lysol disinfectant, but at that moment, I got the strangest idea in my head: "she probably uses the stuff as perfume..." ugh, I'm stupid...
I'm still disappointed in my cello teacher. I feel as if this never should have happened, and is a very good indication of how much I didn't know about her, and how much she doesn't know about me after 3 years. I think that it takes a great deal of maturity to be an adult; however, adulthood is often frequented by severe bouts of immaturity, of which this was a perfect example. Oh well.
I was extremely lethargic today, I usually am the day before vacation. It's like a vacuum sucked out all my energy in one go. I had absolutely no stamina. If I'd've had track practice today, I might've collapsed from exhaustion...I'm so out of it...
After school I decided that I'd treat myself to the first taste of vacation. I needed to buy a calligraphy pen (for Japanese characters) and a book that would teach me Kanji for every day life, since I'm planning on going to Japan this summer, if I'm awarded a scholarship. I'm putting so much into the trip, I really hope I make it...
Anyway, I went into the 40's to go to Kinokuniya
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I successfully found a Kanji book for children (level 3 though; I was very satisfied to find that I'd mastered quite a bunch already) and a Kanji pen, both of which were extremely expensive.
I then went to Café Zaya, on 41st btwn Madison and 5th. I wanted to get a Mochi Doughnut, but they were all out so I decided to get a chocolate cream puff. The lady was very nice. Because I had asked so nicely in Japanese, she said, she would give me an extra one for free. Lucky me!...
On to other stuff...:
There was really creepy guy staring at me on the subway today...he really freaked me out. I'm glad that I only needed to stay on for two stops =\...
Also, I've been thinking about this for a while, but it gives me actual physical pleasure to be in a subway station. I don't know what it is...something about how the trains go so fast, holding so many people...it fills me with a feeling I can't describe. I think subways are positively disgusting. I bring Purel around with me all the time now. But from time to time I get this bursting feeling inside myself whenever I'm in a subway station.
When I walked into grand central, a lady with a stroller ran over my foot. She apologized, and I accepted, but I couldn't hold back from saying "fucking bitch" after she had walked away. I couldn't control myself....
When I got on the escalator to go upstairs, a kid behind me goes "nice cursing there, Jacob the Jeweler." I turned around and saw someone I used to go to school with: he had graduated last year. I received this nickname from being on a "teen-trip" to Europe (which I'll talk about in a later entry I think...) wherein the people on it decided to start calling me "Jacob the Jeweler" after a guy who had been selling drugs at a school.
I was so surprised that I had been heard. It was so fucked up really. He went on to say that she had her kid to worry about, and I shouldn't have been angry. What a fucking tool...he also explained that I shouldn't be standing on the left side of the escalator, for the people who wanted to walk faster walked up the left side of it. What the fuckhead forgot to realize was that I was talking to him, so naturally I was on the left side of the escalator. What a dumbass to the max.
Hopefully I'll start to work at my old school, P.S. 290 The Manhattan New School, on Monday. I do it for community service, but also to spend time with the teachers. I work in the computer lab at the school. It started with about 15 crappy Dells; kids had to pair up to use them. Then when the new computer teacher came, Steven Jaffe (who I idolize as an awesome person), he turned it all around and made it into a Macintosh only complab. It's awesome now. It's even more high tech than Horace Mann. He's done so much for the school, I don't even know how he does it. I have a profound amount of respect for him because I'm sure he's gone around the bureaucracy in order to secure the expensive computers...
Tomorrow I hope to go over to Ben's house cuz we're gonna play Resident Evil 5. Yeah!
By the way, Happy 20th Birthday, internet!... http://www.engadget.com/2009/03/13/the-internet-turns-20-fidonet-suffers-abandonment-issues/
^_^
Spring Break #1
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Jacob Goldberg
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Friday, March 13, 2009
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