When you leave New York, you ain't going anywhere

When I was in Paris in January, I was obsessed with finding the perfect hookah bar. I'm definitely not a big smoker, but there's something so exotic and rich in culture about hookah. It smells and tastes amazing. It was in Alice and Wonderland. And it is just an experience in itself to go to a hookah lounge. 

So I searched high and low for this perfect hookah bar in a city that is so obsessed with culture and art eccentricities... only to find out that Paris' newly established no-smoking-in-bars law made it impossible for them to exist. At least legally.

People say if Paris is a woman, and London is a man - then New York is a fashionably-dressed transvestite. It took around 2.5 seconds to get the exact address of a popular hookah bar in downtown New York. So, that is how I spent my Friday night - it was pretty epic. 

 

The end of a marathon weekend | Freshman year is over?? Wha-

Oh god. My head is pounding. My throat is sore. I'm a tired mess. This weekend has been the craziest, busiest marathon weekend of my life (PS. I am not exaggerating at all).

We started it off with a bang: SLOPE DAY - an epic celebration of everything Cornellian. Hot hot heat performed pretty solidly. Although the weather was a bit iffy, everyone toughed it out on the slope as best they could.



The next day, I woke up at 4:45pm!!!! NO JOKE. To top that off, I had a formal to go to at 5:30pm!!! I woke up to my friend banging on my door, scared to death because everyone had been trying to reach me all day and I hadn't responded once. I didn't even hear my alarm ring because I felt so worn out and tired the night before. Some background information: recently, an Ithaca College student was found in a pond after going missing for a few days (look up the story). In addition, a Binghamton student died from a car accident on slope day. All this combined with the fact that I had not responded to anyone's calls and been missing for a good 13 hours made everyone extremely alarmed. Thank god, I was fine (just a bit woozy from tons of sleep).

Me, extremely tired.

I woke up Saturday morning after formal at a decent hour but immediately hopped onto a bus to go on a wine tour. We visited Wagners vineyard, which was a good hour away, I think. It was BEAUTIFUL, next to Seneca lake. People had wine tastings and picnics. Pretty nice... EXCEPT THAT I LOST MY PHONE AND MY ID ON THE BUS. And that basically ruined my night. I was just so stressed and tired I went back and fell asleep around 9:30pm and woke up at 10:30am.


Wow. Come to think of it, I've been sleeping a lot, except the sleeping I've been doing isn't even real sleeping.. it's just a crash, blackout and then wake-up at an ungodly hour (either too early or too late). Today, I attempted to do work at the library but it was way too nice outside so I eventually gave in and slept outside (sleeping more damn it). I went to an amazing Thai restaurant for my friendss 22nd birthday... which was really a nice chill lovely thing to do.



So, I have to turn in early tonight. I really do. There's so much work to do and I've got to crack down for my finals and a final paper. Ok. I'm gonna crack down... starting tomorrow morning.

EPIC DAY TOMORROW.

As we all know, tomorrow is the first Friday of May. As well as the last day of classes. As well as, SLOPE DAY. THE MOST EPIC DAY DURING THE CORNELL ACADEMIC CALENDAR. GET EXCITED.

"And now," said Max, "Let the wild rumpus start."

This year, Gym Class Heroes and Hot Hot Heat will perform. I will probably be floating around between my early French class, my sorority mixer, my freshman friends, some of the Asian peoples, and miscellaneous. Basically everyone crams the slope (hopefully, we will all get there) and celebrates. Festivities begin at 10 AM. Set your alarms!!

Mandatory Morning Run

8:55 AM

That's when I woke up this morning. A reminder: my French oral proficiency interview was scheduled for 9:05 AM. I skyrocketed out of bed, jumped into running shoes and ran for it like the nerd that I am. I've been trying to wake up early and go for a morning run for so long. Well, I finally did it today. Although, I showed up panting, out of breath and about to throw up over my interviewer. The things I'll do to prove my love for French...

I also caught the end of my last Anthropology class. And we had our last class in writing sem today. It was quite sad...