You're Just Somebody That I Used to Know

You wanna know all you need for me to be instantly attracted to you and start to imagine our future relationship?

• tall figure
• suave hair
• stubble
• suspenders 
• own some form of square glasses (correctional lenses/sunglasses)
• an original sense of humor that I have to keep up with.

Its really that easy.

I mean, there are little things (respect, cohesive morals blah blahh blahhhh)....but for the most part...thats it.

Also a plaid shirt doesn't hurt.

I mean, Im givin away all my secrets here, but it doesn't matter.

Cuz this person does not exist in Mesa Arizona.

Yeah, they love you when they need you, but someday you're gonna hafta find some other kinda place to go

I got this wicked cold out of nowhere.


When Im sick, I really want this spicy ramen noodle soup.


I litteraly could barely walk I was so echausted and dizzy, but I saw no other way of obtaing this soup other than to go get it myself.


Despite my passionate hatred for Safeway, I decided to go there, considering it was closest to my house.

I drag myself there, wearing yoga pants, my high school theater hoodie and some slip on shoes, compleat with zit cream on my face (I had already gotten ready for bed, but my soup craving hit hard)

I walk into Safeway ignoring the looks im getting (i have a lot of zit cream on my face....)

I walk up to the Ramen Noodle section.


THEY DONT HAVE IT.


I was honestly fighting back tears.

I seriously considered falling on the ground and sobbing.


This is for many reasons.

• I am about to start my period
• I was so sick/tired
• I had a rough day
• I should have known better than to go to Safeway
• I guess I had a lot going on this soup.....

End of list.

I HATE SAFEWAY.

HONESTLY.

I CAN NOT ADEQUATELY DO MY HATRED JUSTICE THROUGH TEXT.

So I walk to my car,debate whether it is worth the drive, decide it is, and then I went to Walmart to get it.

And they had it, BECAUSE WALMART IS DEPENDABLE AND AWESOME.

All of my emotional breakdowns surface because of food.

I should get that checked out....

Summer stinks and winters waiting , welcome to New York

I AM IN LOVE WITH NEW YORK.





WEDNESDAY:
Land at JFK 
On the drive to Dahlyas I noted 2 things:

• The fashion there is fierce
• and the men are unbelievably attractive.

get to Dahlyas
get on my first subway(which I was very scared about)
I was telling everyone it was my first time, I made a friend.She was very nice.
Then Dahlya showed me some shops on her way to a class she attended, and i was then left to my own for 3 hour. I spent the time exploring, admiring the buildings shopping and reading.
Then I met back with Dahlya and we walked to this place called "The High Line" which is an elevated nature walk with a phenomenal view of both the city and the Hudson Bay.
We ate lunch at Chelsea Market (which is apparently super famous) and looked around at all the precious pastry and dessert shops.
Then we walked back to the apartment and watched some TV settled in
As we were chillin all thees sirens started going off and megaphones were blaring with muffled cop voices and I was like "whatda?"

We go down there and the street is closed because of the sunset?
Yeah.....
There are just loads of people watching the sunset in the street....

Then we walk to the subway and its closed for an investigation.
And there are all thees cops buzzinnnn


Initially, I had been worried about getting raped or mugged, however I never once felt even a tad scared.
I was thrown off by the amount of walking.
My shoes were unprepared....


THURSDAY:

We woke up.
Walked through Central Park (which was gorgeous)
then we went to time square

which was a lot to take in
BUT COOL.(4STORYFOREVER21)


then we trained to a place called SMAC which is only mac and cheese.

It was super good.
then we went to a super gorgeous part of town with cool buildings and walked around checkin out the felllasssssss

Then we went and watched some improv, it was funnnyyy
then we went to Lincon Center and bumped into  "Midsummer Night Swing" did some dancing
We walked past the MET and JULLIARD which I stared at for a long time.

Then on the subway home Dahl asked me if I saw a cute guy if I would ever just walk up to him and ask for his number, and I said I would. As soon as I said it I regretted it , knowing I would have to prove what I said. I told her as long as I got to pick the guy.
On the walk home Dahlya pointed out a guy (who was a studddd) and I shook my head "No" cuz I was so scared. He walked past me, heading across the street
Dahlya said "You missed your chance"
To which I replied by jumping off the curb and running across the street to catch him
I walked up to him and said "Excuse me, I was wondering if you could give me directions. Im looking for your number. So....which way would I go ......." I said gesturing different directions.
He laughed and very graciously said "Uhhh I actually already have someone...."
Thats all I remember before the blood was pounding so hard in my ears that I couldn't hear anymore
I shook my head and mumbled "No, yeah, of course," smiling and walking away
He pulled me back saying "Im flattered tho"

"Sure thing"

And then I ran back to Dahlya on my shaky knees and we giggled.
Then on the walk home there was this group of 5 Italian bro's and Dahlya joked "This whole group" and I immediately flashed em the smile and said "Hey fellas" and the whole group went "EYYYYYYYYYY BOBIDEE BOOPPIDEEEEE"



Finally we got cookies from Insomnia Cookies and went back home


FRIDAY:
Walked down the Hudson bay for about 4 miles until we got to downtown Manhattan
We then went to the 9/11 memorial building and the Twin tower memorial site.

9/11 is still very real in NY. People talk about it all the time. My shuttle driver told me how united it made the city, and how much safer. My friend on the subway agreed also.
Its crazy, I met a girl who's dad was across from the Twin towers when the plane hit, and her friends parents died in the attack. 


I mean its a big deal out here too, but not at all like it is there.
Its eye opening.


There is a super old cemetery across from the memorial site, like from the 1700's.
Dahl and I walked through it and the first headstone we read was that of a woman who died September 11th 1778

Creeeeeepy rightttttt?

Then we went to Brooklyn to see a show in the park that Dahlyas friend was stage managing, which ended up getting rained out.
I really like Brooklyn
An old black man called me sweetheart.
And the houses are cute, and its less fast paced.


SATURDAY:
We woke up butt early for how late we got home the night before.
I was determined to win the NEWSIES lottery.
So we trained on down to to Time Square and stood in line and did the whole shindig
we lost the lottery, but we were offered STANDING ROOM ONLY FOR 30$ which we took.

NEWSIES WAS SO PHENOMENAL I WAS SQUEELING I WAS SO HAPPY.
TOO MUCH GOODNESS.

Then we trained home and watched TV and rested and then went out to an improv show, which was also hilarious.


SUNDAY
slept in like crazy.
woke up.
bought some last minute stuff
got on a shuttle



I just barely made it on the flight because someone didnt show up, so I got their spot.
then we sat at the gate for 40 minutes waiting for a new pilot because the other one had an emergency
then, when we finally push away from the gate, we find out JFK had halted all westbound departures.
so we sat on the runway for 2 hours

lemme tell you....
Any kind of plane mishap while in New York was a little unsettling....


They were talking about sending us back to the gate and I was getting panicked because I had no idea how else I would get back home and where I would stay in the mean time and yada yada


Luckily tho, we got to take off.

I loved everything about NY.
I loved the tall buildings, I loved the hustle of the city, I loved the people, I loved taking the subway, I loved the food.

Also, being there with Dahlya was such an inspiration because I saw her working so hard to achieve her dream.She's not like one of those theater kids who is like "Im gona move to NY and get famous der der derrrrr"
Shes doing an internship and taking classes and learning all the time about what she wants to do.
Not to mention she has the courage to actually do it.Im terrified of doing half the things she does everyday.

Being surrounded by so much performing in NY made me rethink my goals and reassess what I really want.
It made me want to work harder as a performer and put myself out there a lot more.


I GET WHY SO MANY PEOPLE BLINDLY MOVE OUT THERE. THE PLACE SUCKS YOU IN.

All I ever wanted was the world

I always say late night blogs are the best blogs.



My flight to New York (Yes, I feel like Sarah Jessica Parker when I say that) leaves tomorrow at 9 pm
and lands at 2 am AZ time (5 NY time) and then I will hop off the plane and start my big town adventure.


Which would not be a big problem except the fact....I dont even go to sleep till at least 3AM my time....


(this blog is proof of that)

So since I cant be walking around the big city in a stupor, I have decided to stay up all night tonight, so I will be exhausted and sleep on the plane.


A plan that will work perfectly as long as i dont nap tomorrow (I am a notorious napper)


OR MEET A SEXYYYYY ARCHITECT ON MY FLIGHT.
#GAME24HOURSADAY







What do I plan to do with my time til then?

• clean my house for spending moneyyyyyy
• pack
• practice music for my voice lessonnnnn
• watch DHW
• maybe take a tiny cat nap....
• blow up friends FB's with old pictures
• debate my life
• fix the bathroom sink

The list seemed more impressive in my head.

I keep having dreams my dog is alive.


Right?



bummer.



PAUSE:
My Dog was diagnosed with Cancer, and we knew she didnt have much time, so we all joked we would take her to do everything she ever wanted to do.


The effect is had on me was that I thought to myself "What if I was diagnosed with Cancer and told I only have a month to live? Would I be scared to do X Y Z"

And I wasnt.



I should remember that more.

Live a little.



Side Note: I am a little scared to go to New York. Im scared to get mugged or raped or whatever else happens in New York. Luckily Dahlya taught me to "not look scared" so I should be fine.
My friend Jon said everyone there is good looking.
So....that sorta makes it all worth it.
And I heard there is this street where you buy really cheap stuff.
aka "my mother street"



So how am I occupying my time now?


i am laughing to myself at 3 am in the computer room.
Stalking facebooks.
debating cleaning.


Also, your welcome for the rain heading your way.


It only rains when I leave town.


Friggen dang it.



Dog.
This year will be like the big time (school wise)
Im taking the hard classes baby
look out

Shootin for straight A's round two....


you know what else will be cool?

Christmas.
I love Christmas


Mostly cuz how it smells and its cold.


Even tho I like my summer clothes better than my winter clothes.
Cuz all Arizonans own like one long sleeve shirt and a jacket.




Remember how I said I would stay up all night... Dont think its gonna happen.

What if I just sleep till 7?



Sounds good to me....

Everyday we wait is a day we loose

Prepare to be underwhelmed





As you may know my favorite colors are mint and coral.


I own coral pants...but i do not own mint pants.

A) I havnt found any for a reasonable price
B) they are never the right shade of mint



So its been a goal of mine to achieve the mint pants.


The other night while I was working, this girl came in with FEIRCE mint skinny jeans.


I probably scared her with the intensity I addressed her with "I LOVE YOUR MINT PANTS WHERE DID YOU GET THEM, I CANT FIND ANY THAT SHADE, I AM SO IN LOVE."
Not to mentions she had the stellar j crew necklace I've been trying to figure out how to get my hands on.


seen here....




(whateverI'llgetoverititsafadIdontreallyevenwantthenecklaceanyway)



So she answers to me "Dye them"


two words that changed my life.



DYE MY OWN PANTS.



GIRL.

YOU BETTER SHUT YOUR DIRTY MOUTH.


However being the thriftter I am, I started adding the cost of pants and dye and driving around to buy all of this.



Dye is also pretty intimidating to use....







But today, you know what i did.

I went and bought WHITE high wasted shorts from goodwill for $6 (which is pretty stinkin pricey)


And then I had planned on driving to Walmart to buy the dye, however I autopiloted home and figured Id buy dye some other time.

When I got home I remembered seing this post on pinterest


This girl dyed her own fabric with interior paint she had left over from painting her room....



Guys what color is my room.
I'll give you a refresher




So guess who had left over mint paint....




Someone in heaven really wanted me to get thees mint high waisted shorts.



So.....
I DYED MY OWN MINT SHORTS.







(they look cooler in person :D)




Looks like Ive met all of my summer goals....

The bliss between giving your all and giving up

July is the "eye opener" month.

Every July Im like "Shiz, I haven't done anything with my summer."

I mean, the year is half over, and what have we done with it?

DOG.
So tonight , once got off my second job (yeah I have a second job, im so cool {its sort of not real, but real])
I went to Michals and met one of her old friends and then we went to dinner together.


We wanted Italian, so we went to this little restaurant that had been recommended to us by her sister.
I agreed to go as long as it was reasonably priced (aka cheap)



We walk into this restaurant and the guy behind the counter goes
"...uhhhh can i help you" All startled/awkward


"yeah we called about getting our car detailed....WE WANT TO EAT, DUH"

Real response "We'd like to be seated to dinner......"


Good save Michal.

So we sit down and I open the menu and see it starts at 12 dollars and just goes up

The guy orders our drinks (which were all waters....) and when he walks away I say...."Guys..this is Olive Garden prices, if Im gonna drop this dough, its gonna be at Olive Garden"

We look back and he is just starting to fill our drinks.....
I suggest going up and telling him we are leaving
But Michal just books it out the door.


And me and her friend follow suit.


We felt like we had dined and dashed
(even tho we had no bill)


Then we get to Olive Garden and eat really tasty food and sing to our neighbors and enjoy life.


And then we decide to go to Oregano's for PAZOOKIE


Here is the thing about Oregano's....It is not good enough for how expensively it is priced....
and its slow....and gross.

Im sort of alone in that opinion.
Ive excepted it.
BUT NOT THEIR PAZOOKIE -IT IS GOOD

Pause: I make really good PAZOOKIE and get a lot of male attention for being able to do so (uhm....pazookie is not hard,....wait...maybe they arnt impressed....just wanting to get me back to their houses....IVE BEEN HOODWINKED!)

So we get to Oregano's
And meet our hottie server Jimmy.
So we;re all flirtin it up with this Chris Hemsworth lookin feller.


The bar was decorated with old wine bottles, and every time he left the room , we would grab one and set it on our table.
We ended up with like 15 of thees bottles.


It was entertaining for us.
We were acting like thees wine bottles were the most expensive off limits bottles ever in a restaurant.

Jimmy was super smooth and brought us extra chocolate chips and all that.
Workin for that tip.

But i wasn't planning on paying him in money, ya know.

That was inappropriate.


So we are sitting chatting and some guy slowly walks up to our table and kneels down and says "I ....got a question....for you...."


Uhm.....alright





"my buddy is going away to Florida and..."

There it is, ok I can smell the alcohol now....


"and ...we were wondering if you'd do shots with us......ya know....for him going away...."


Yeah totally - said the other two and not me because i dont drink.


And he just kept repeating himself and the plan and making it sound like this secret we could get killed for knowing........


And we kept explaining we understood.
And he ask Michals friend her name and shook her hand and then walked away.



Me and Michal look at each other....


They always go for the blondes.

Which is fine cuz i did not want to have to deal with turning this weird ass guy down.


And then he was gone for a long time and we were eating our cookies and enjoying ourselves when the waitress walks out with shots
Simultaneously our waiter walks up asking us how everything is and Mr. Drunk just walks up and grabs him and pulls him away........


and after like 3 minutes our waiter walks back and says "He just bought you all a round of shots"

It was the weirdest most awkward experience, and then we just stood there cheering and watching thees strangers drink....and then small talked for like half a second....and his friends were confused as to why we were there and I explained we had been paid to be there (ha, no.) and then the drunk punk was like "Pull up a chair" after awkwardly high fiv-ing Camille (Michals friend who i should have named forever ago....)
and we were like....nahhhhh
and then just walked away and talked about how freaking weird that was and kept stealing little bottles and giggling.


So Jimmy comes back with out check and all that, and the three of us write our numbers on the receipt.





Awwww yeiiii.

Now we are all waiting to see who he chooses

My guess is he already has a book worm girlfriend who he plans to propose to.


List of things i brought back from cali:

• bomb tan
•  aggressive driving

I am terrified of loosing this tan, there is something about California sun that makes your skin glow.

Michal says it goes away......

I drive like I am from California now.

Cuttin people off, speedin....

Bein awesome......

And im gonna make a beach mobile.

Yes.

BIG THINGS HAPPENING.

Oh....and this time next week...I will be on a plane to New York.

Infinite happiness slash excitement.