mariah carey y brian mcknight - whenever you call (live)

this one is dedicated to adam...ah, good times... :)

here we go again

Once again I spent the evening with a friend, helping him to pack up "his life" as he moves on. Granted, he will be returning for a few weeks in August, but shortly thereafter, he will have moved on to pursue a great opportunity that will most definitely advance his career. I realized last night, that I have gone through this process with several friends on several occassions. Moving on is a very natural part of life. The problem is, however, I get attached. While I am excited for their progression and opportunity, I am saddened by the natural change in our relationship, that takes place as a result. Yes, yes, I know it's a part of life. But it doens't mean that I have to like every bit of it.

But on the up side, I was able to go to his graduation and watch as he walked at this prestigious institution. We had a lovely walk trying to find a place to eat, consumed half of New York's water reserves while at dinner at a swanky little place called Cafeteria. I showed him the finer art of packing and managed to fit all of his belongings into the allotted space. And then enjoyed Man vs. Wild, a crazy show about a thrillseeker who tries to survive in the wilderness in various locations. Couple this evening with many other fun times and this is what friendships are made of. I guess people will always come and go...but the good thing about life is that the memories always remain.

give me a reason

10 Reasons New York Is Great:

1. We are actually experiencing spring weather! (Knock on wood!)

2. “Mad bad”, “mad sad”, and “mad hot”

3. Not having to find a parking space

4. Seeing your favorite hot spots in a movie

5. Kindness of strangers

6. Opportunity

7. Amazing people

8. Culture, culture, and culture

9. Any kind of food at almost any time of the day

10. Pay what you wish, Free days, and Free events

change stinks

For some reason, change terrifies me. No matter if it's good, bad, or something in between, I don't like it. I am usually the one who likes things predictable, planned, and stable. You would think that living in New York would either cure me of that or drive me crazy. The truth of the matter is, I love it. I love it so much that I can't bear the thought of leaving it right now. And yet, those are the thoughts that are swirling around in my head.

Ever since last September, the question of leaving has lingered in my mind. I have forcibly pushed it to the side time and time again. But recent events have caused it to take center stage. It seems as if a mass exodus is taking place this summer. And it isn't just any mass exodus, it is a mass exodus comprised of many people that I care about. People that I have known for up to 4 years are leaving. New jobs, marriage, or the allure of change is what is driving these moves. While happy for their decisions and the adventures that lie ahead for each, I am sad to see them go. But again, it has started me thinking once again.

The other day I was talking...OK "gchatting" with my good friend, Jared. He is one of those that is moving on. For some reason I took it upon myself to try to convince him to stay. I tried almost everything but beg (actually, I might have done that). Funny thing though, his points were all valid...and to some degree applied to me as well. Instead of me convincing him to stay, he got me thinking about leaving...more seriously than before.

Today I couldn't tell you one way or the other what I want to do or where I should be. I guess going back and forth is part of the whole process. To some extent, I just wish that someone else could make my decision for me. I wish that I could have the foresight to know which move I should be making and how it will change my life. Unfortunately, that is not how life works. So until then--until I "figure things out", I suppose I just need to move forward and not let myself get too comfortable. Hopefully one day I will have a better relationship with change. It would certainly make things easier...

dance party at 149th

Why in the world do we have to have a dance party every single night in front of my building? I just don't understand the logic...

And another thing, why the yelling? They're standing right next to you!