I have left NYC.
Yes I left. Permanently... Well... for now at least.
I will come back and visit though!!!
But I know things will not be the same from now on, now that I have moved back to Tokyo and starting my job in October...
So what's my blog going to be???
GOOD QUESTION!!!! Any guess??
......
Final Answer????
I'm abandoning this blog...
JUST KIDDING!!!!
OF COURSE NOT!
I like blogging. I like talking to my imaginary audience about my daily thoughts which are often nonsense.
But I like it! So I think I will just keep on blogging.
I will keep on focusing on my city life (it's gonna be in Tokyo)
occasionally reflecting my old days in NYC mixed with some travel and food stories.
So basically everything about my daily life?
What? Yuri, that's so boring, I don't care about your life??
HEY!
Anyways.
My experiences of three years in NYC were great. Truly amazing city.
I met great people, learned a lot, and certainly grew a lot. No, not my height. as a person.
I think I have become more patient, more independent, and more critical.
At the same time I think I learned to appreciate what life offers and all the obstacles as new challenges.
I will not trade my experiences in the city for anything else really.
Speaking of experiences, you do get a lot of culture shock when you move to a new city.
NYC IS the prime example for that matter.
I mean...dirty subway, mean people, and over-priced food and drinks? COME ON.
But as I said before, through those negative or difficult experiences I have learned and grown so much.
And I can say with confident that I made it in NYC... ohhhh yes Jay-Z, I did it.
Why am I so confident about this?
Well well then... let me share with ya'll a little story of mine that made me conclude that I made it in the concrete jungle.
So...I believe it was in September. I was walking back from class to Union Square subway station after a long long day. I was exhausted, irritated and maybe a little bit hungry.
As a result, I probably looked quite bitchy as I walked by. But that's not that unusual.
Then it happened.
This small white woman, probably around 30 years of age came up to me as I was crossing the university place crosswalk.
She looked at my face and stopped me saying "excuse me!"
I stopped and said "yes?'
Woman: "I need to tell you this as I saw you walking...."
Me: "...ok?"
Woman: "You have so much energy...So much negative angry energy..."
Me: "(thinking to myself) ah one of those psychic tellers, you."
Woman: "You have so much negative energy in your womb... in your VAGINA."
I SWEAR TO GOD this is EXACTLY what she said to me. I SWEAR.
Now I'm thinking back, I couldn't quite figure out what she meant by that.
I could only think a few possibilities.
A. I am infertile
B. I am deprived sexually.
C. I have some kind of infection down there.
D. All of the above.
Anyways you wonder what my reactions were??
I plain burst out laughing in her tiny little face saying "whaaattt???"
Then she just told me "that's all" and walked away.
That tiny woman made my week... no... month!
But that's when I realized that I made it in this big city...
And you can too.
If you can laugh at incidents like this, quite disturbing and offensive, you know you have conquered the big concrete jungle. I am just so grateful for all things that happened in my life (including this woman) and people that were part of it.
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Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Technology Rehab
I strongly believe that overuse of technology should be considered a new form of addiction.
I'M NOT KIDDING!
You hear all these teenagers getting arthritis because they text too much or these people who spend 30 hours a day on a web (doing basically nothing) everyday.
I hate to admit but I think I was an addict, until I involuntarily checked myself into technology rehab the other day. Well, more like being laptop and TV less. Thank GOD I still had my smartphone.
So a few weeks back, I had a senior thesis show which I used my laptop to show my presentation.
After repeating same script to explain all the visitors about my project like 50 times,
I was desperate to leave the place to quench my thirst with some cold beer.
"BEER BEER BEER BEER." as I was saying to myself like an alcoholic on NYC streets, I left the school building. I got home, got down home with a bottle of holy, life-saving, out-of-this-world, and COLD beer, and got ready to watch some funny stuff online on my laptop...
Then I realized..."I FORGOT MY CHARGERRRRRR!!!" in the room I left in desperation.
Frantically, I called everyone. No, it was nowhere to be found.
Next morning, I went to the building at 8am.
The security gave me the "ouchh" face as I was explaining my urgent search to found the charger.
No. Nothing. Called the lost and found. Nothing.
AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I WAS GOING CRAZZZZYYYYY!!!
Fine, I thought, and I ordered a replacement order on Amazon.
It was only 11 bucks!! Amazing, I thought. On top, it would arrive tonight!! YESSSS!!!!
Oh how did I do that without the laptop? well, I thanked school for once for having computers in their labs.
Thank you New School.
I get home later after my internship at night. And there, it was waiting for me....
hah.... we met again...charger...
As the anticipation heightens, I slowly took out the cord and plugged....in.....
Then......IT DOESN'T FITTTTT!!! NOOOOOO!!!! DOESN'T CHAAAARRRGGGEEEE WTFF!!!
There, that was the reason for my technology rehab. I didn't have TV either cause I returned it back to my BF (whom I borrowed it from for a year).
So what did I do the next 3 -4 days or so? mmmm
played with my blackberry (which I can only read emails, check fb, occasionally read news)
The rest of the time, I dedicated it to zoning out, napping, eating, oh, and reading Jane Austin's Emma.
How's Emma? So far she's annoying the bones out of me.
After checking out of the rehab, (after 3 days of waiting and wishing that the charger is right this time) I can proudly say that I am a technology addict again!!!
You guys should try too. I highly recommend it! No really, it will clear your head somehow.
I'M NOT KIDDING!
You hear all these teenagers getting arthritis because they text too much or these people who spend 30 hours a day on a web (doing basically nothing) everyday.
I hate to admit but I think I was an addict, until I involuntarily checked myself into technology rehab the other day. Well, more like being laptop and TV less. Thank GOD I still had my smartphone.
So a few weeks back, I had a senior thesis show which I used my laptop to show my presentation.
After repeating same script to explain all the visitors about my project like 50 times,
I was desperate to leave the place to quench my thirst with some cold beer.
"BEER BEER BEER BEER." as I was saying to myself like an alcoholic on NYC streets, I left the school building. I got home, got down home with a bottle of holy, life-saving, out-of-this-world, and COLD beer, and got ready to watch some funny stuff online on my laptop...
Then I realized..."I FORGOT MY CHARGERRRRRR!!!" in the room I left in desperation.
Frantically, I called everyone. No, it was nowhere to be found.
Next morning, I went to the building at 8am.
The security gave me the "ouchh" face as I was explaining my urgent search to found the charger.
No. Nothing. Called the lost and found. Nothing.
AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I WAS GOING CRAZZZZYYYYY!!!
Fine, I thought, and I ordered a replacement order on Amazon.
It was only 11 bucks!! Amazing, I thought. On top, it would arrive tonight!! YESSSS!!!!
Oh how did I do that without the laptop? well, I thanked school for once for having computers in their labs.
Thank you New School.
I get home later after my internship at night. And there, it was waiting for me....
hah.... we met again...charger...
As the anticipation heightens, I slowly took out the cord and plugged....in.....
Then......IT DOESN'T FITTTTT!!! NOOOOOO!!!! DOESN'T CHAAAARRRGGGEEEE WTFF!!!
There, that was the reason for my technology rehab. I didn't have TV either cause I returned it back to my BF (whom I borrowed it from for a year).
So what did I do the next 3 -4 days or so? mmmm
played with my blackberry (which I can only read emails, check fb, occasionally read news)
The rest of the time, I dedicated it to zoning out, napping, eating, oh, and reading Jane Austin's Emma.
How's Emma? So far she's annoying the bones out of me.
After checking out of the rehab, (after 3 days of waiting and wishing that the charger is right this time) I can proudly say that I am a technology addict again!!!
You guys should try too. I highly recommend it! No really, it will clear your head somehow.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Pre-Graduate Syndrome
Hi all!!
As you may know, I am graduating from my university (finally) at the end of this month!!!!
And sadly, I am leaving New York City for good after that to start my career in Tokyo....tears.
So I will probably have to re-edit the description of this blog.... more tears.
But I think it would be interesting to see the culture of Japan / Tokyo, from different perspective that I acquire during the 4 years of my studies and living in New York.
It is an understatement just to say "I learned so much in these 4 years."
That being said, I would like to talk about my thesis project a little bit.
You know, senior thesis. A synonym of "death" in undergraduate study?
It was not required by my program to take senior thesis to graduate from undergrad, but for some psychotic reason, I decide to take an intensive thesis class for my final semester.
Why, you may ask.
I want to ask myself too.
WHY YURI WHY?????
I'm not sure really. I think I wanted to do a project that really interests me to sum up my life as a student , to have some closure for my glorious undergrad days.
And for glorious, I mean gloriously painful. Whatever that means.
My thesis class was only one semester long, as opposed to traditional one year, so I guess that was more light-weight than what people do normally.
Do you wanna know what I did for my thesis???
....I did some project about food and eating...
What? "omg yuri that's so predictable, you dirty pig"?
Shut up.
Anyways, it was a painful process, just to summarize.
Oh yes, painful.
I am glad to say, however, that I am quite content with what I came up with and accomplished in the end.
But do you know what happens when you put so much time and effort into something and you are almost done with it? Like right before you do the big final presentation which is one of the most important presentation of your entire undergrad program???? Can you guess what happened to me?
SEVERE WITHDRAWAL SYNDROME.
and I'm not kidding this time. I thought my PBSD (pre-beginning-of-semester disorder; please refer to my older post) was pretty bad, but now that I experienced this withdrawal attack, it makes PBSD some kind of bullsh*t. well, I guess it was...
The symptoms of my withdrawal syndrome:
1. Insomnia
2. Mood Swings
3. Anxiety attacks
4. Panic attack
5. Hives (sudden skin rash accompanied by mosquito bite-like bumps all over body)
WOW. THANK YOU THESIS. WAY TO SUM UP MY UNDERGRAD STUDIES!!!!!
Do you know how to treat this withdrawal syndrome????
I don't. Fail. If anyone does, please let me know. Thanks.
ANYWAYS! Congrats to all my fellow classmates for completing their undergrad studies and overcoming this deathly journey!!! Now the real life starts!! woohoo.... damn it I should have failed a year so I could have delayed the real life...
As you may know, I am graduating from my university (finally) at the end of this month!!!!
And sadly, I am leaving New York City for good after that to start my career in Tokyo....tears.
So I will probably have to re-edit the description of this blog.... more tears.
But I think it would be interesting to see the culture of Japan / Tokyo, from different perspective that I acquire during the 4 years of my studies and living in New York.
It is an understatement just to say "I learned so much in these 4 years."
That being said, I would like to talk about my thesis project a little bit.
You know, senior thesis. A synonym of "death" in undergraduate study?
It was not required by my program to take senior thesis to graduate from undergrad, but for some psychotic reason, I decide to take an intensive thesis class for my final semester.
Why, you may ask.
I want to ask myself too.
WHY YURI WHY?????
I'm not sure really. I think I wanted to do a project that really interests me to sum up my life as a student , to have some closure for my glorious undergrad days.
And for glorious, I mean gloriously painful. Whatever that means.
My thesis class was only one semester long, as opposed to traditional one year, so I guess that was more light-weight than what people do normally.
Do you wanna know what I did for my thesis???
....I did some project about food and eating...
What? "omg yuri that's so predictable, you dirty pig"?
Shut up.
Anyways, it was a painful process, just to summarize.
Oh yes, painful.
I am glad to say, however, that I am quite content with what I came up with and accomplished in the end.
But do you know what happens when you put so much time and effort into something and you are almost done with it? Like right before you do the big final presentation which is one of the most important presentation of your entire undergrad program???? Can you guess what happened to me?
SEVERE WITHDRAWAL SYNDROME.
and I'm not kidding this time. I thought my PBSD (pre-beginning-of-semester disorder; please refer to my older post) was pretty bad, but now that I experienced this withdrawal attack, it makes PBSD some kind of bullsh*t. well, I guess it was...
The symptoms of my withdrawal syndrome:
1. Insomnia
2. Mood Swings
3. Anxiety attacks
4. Panic attack
5. Hives (sudden skin rash accompanied by mosquito bite-like bumps all over body)
WOW. THANK YOU THESIS. WAY TO SUM UP MY UNDERGRAD STUDIES!!!!!
Do you know how to treat this withdrawal syndrome????
I don't. Fail. If anyone does, please let me know. Thanks.
ANYWAYS! Congrats to all my fellow classmates for completing their undergrad studies and overcoming this deathly journey!!! Now the real life starts!! woohoo.... damn it I should have failed a year so I could have delayed the real life...
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Self-sustainable survival skills...
New York City....
Ohhhh you finally listened to my wish and made recent days so warm....
It's about goddamn time!!! GOSH!
As my graduation day getting closer and closer, I am concerned for the future of unemployment...
What's gonna happen to the wooooooooooorrrrrrrrllllllllllllllldddddddddd!!!
With static economic and worldwide natural disasters and political crisis and disgusting reality show galores, I think world is heading to a crazy place.
But you guys all know that you can still live (relatively) comfortably without being employed right?
How, you may ask. Let me answer you.
The answer.... find a sugar daddy/mama.
JKJKJK!!!!
This post is dedicated to Japanese homeless people.
If you have lived in Japan for long enough,
you have probably seen those nomads in parks, closed train stations and roofed building entrance.
I have seen plenty of documentary about those people when I was in high school.
I didn't think about those shows very much, but recently something reminded me of those.
I must say, Japanese homeless people are quite self-sufficient and sustainable.
No, they don't beg on the train or on the side walk,
shaking cups from the fast food places (occasionally singing and yelling).
Instead, they build their "temporary houses" out of mainly cardboards and some other disposed materials like lumber or plastic sheets.Some guys go to the extent of finding broken electronic like radio or TV, fix them and hell, they use those!!! What the heck!! That skill itself can already get you a job!
They also collect cans for recycling (it gives them i think a dime per can or so) and old magazines to re-sell them on the streets.
Some homeless, in spring season, get paid to reserve a spot for people going to Hanami (refer to my previous post). They basically get a spot from like 2 days before the weekend, stay there until party arrives.
Intensity much?
It's almost like a lifestyle.
Yes, the nomads-kind of life style.
There are so many facilities like comic cafe, which provides you with a small compartment (well, for those fanatic comic readers who stay there for hours and read) that has bathroom you can shower (!) for like couple dollars per hour. Obviously, many homeless take advantage of this system.
Well, at least they take care of their personal hygiene!!!
So I'm just putting this out there for those who are concerned about the future of the job market and employment.
AFRAID NOT, THOU LOST LAMBS.
You can always come to Japan and enjoy this nomad-type lifestyle! (or we can call it modern lost gypsies.)
I really think these self-sufficient homeless should do workshop in NYC and teach those cup shakers some skills.
I think NYC will somehow start smelling much better.
They also collect cans for recycling (it gives them i think a dime per can or so) and old magazines to re-sell them on the streets.
Some homeless, in spring season, get paid to reserve a spot for people going to Hanami (refer to my previous post). They basically get a spot from like 2 days before the weekend, stay there until party arrives.
Intensity much?
It's almost like a lifestyle.
Yes, the nomads-kind of life style.
There are so many facilities like comic cafe, which provides you with a small compartment (well, for those fanatic comic readers who stay there for hours and read) that has bathroom you can shower (!) for like couple dollars per hour. Obviously, many homeless take advantage of this system.
Well, at least they take care of their personal hygiene!!!
So I'm just putting this out there for those who are concerned about the future of the job market and employment.
AFRAID NOT, THOU LOST LAMBS.
You can always come to Japan and enjoy this nomad-type lifestyle! (or we can call it modern lost gypsies.)
I really think these self-sufficient homeless should do workshop in NYC and teach those cup shakers some skills.
I think NYC will somehow start smelling much better.
Friday, April 8, 2011
How to get extra something for free at Shake Shack
I know what you are thinking...
I know you are thinking.. "wow yuri, someone's been too lazy to post anything for 14days."
Please! Please don't give me that dirty look!!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Ok, whatever.
Man, I think I am falling into running-out-of-ideas-to-talk-about syndrome that I believe all bloggers face all the time.
Anyways!
So the other day, I was craving burger.
Succulent, meaty, and sexy burger.
It was around 4pm on Sunday.
So what would Yuri do?
Go to Shake Shack!!!
I'm not crazy about that place, to be honest.
I just don't think they are as good as people rave...
That's just me though!!
But I wanted a decent burger without tipping anyone, or being seated.
So I headed to Shaky Shacky.
There were small line, despite the odd time of the day.
I finally got to the cashier, who kind of looked nervous; perhaps it was his first day of work.
I ordered, double shack burger and cheese fries.
Don't judge.
After saying my order, he goes
"do you want everything for your burgerS?"
I caught that he spoke in plural but ignored and said
"no onions"
Then he goes
"Anything else beside burgers?"
I was confused but I said
"um, the cheese fries?"
Then the check-out proceeded.
I wasn't really paying attention and looked back my receipt 2 seconds after he swiped my card.
"WTF $15!!!????"
Apparently he put in extra cheeseburger, as he misheard me when I ordered cheese fries in the beginning.
No wonder he asked me twice and no wonder the burger was plural.
So I went back to cashier to cancel my order.
Obviously he refunded me for the extra cheese burger.
BUUUTTT here's the miracle.
When I got to the counter to pick up my goodies,
the extra cheese burger was waiting for me.
As a good citizen, I told the staff the cheese burger was by mistake.
Staff: "well, we made it already so you can take it."
Me: "what, er, are you sure?"
Staff: "...yeah. I mean it's free for you."
Me: "I know but um, OK!!!THANKS!!!"
End of story.
The moral: when you go to shake shack, mumble your order so the cashier mishears you and charge you for extra something. Then go back to him and complain so he will refund you while the item is already in the making, and take the free stuff.
What a wonderful world.
I know you are thinking.. "wow yuri, someone's been too lazy to post anything for 14days."
Please! Please don't give me that dirty look!!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Ok, whatever.
Man, I think I am falling into running-out-of-ideas-to-talk-about syndrome that I believe all bloggers face all the time.
Anyways!
So the other day, I was craving burger.
Succulent, meaty, and sexy burger.
It was around 4pm on Sunday.
So what would Yuri do?
Go to Shake Shack!!!
I'm not crazy about that place, to be honest.
I just don't think they are as good as people rave...
That's just me though!!
But I wanted a decent burger without tipping anyone, or being seated.
So I headed to Shaky Shacky.
There were small line, despite the odd time of the day.
I finally got to the cashier, who kind of looked nervous; perhaps it was his first day of work.
I ordered, double shack burger and cheese fries.
Don't judge.
After saying my order, he goes
"do you want everything for your burgerS?"
I caught that he spoke in plural but ignored and said
"no onions"
Then he goes
"Anything else beside burgers?"
I was confused but I said
"um, the cheese fries?"
Then the check-out proceeded.
I wasn't really paying attention and looked back my receipt 2 seconds after he swiped my card.
"WTF $15!!!????"
Apparently he put in extra cheeseburger, as he misheard me when I ordered cheese fries in the beginning.
No wonder he asked me twice and no wonder the burger was plural.
So I went back to cashier to cancel my order.
Obviously he refunded me for the extra cheese burger.
BUUUTTT here's the miracle.
When I got to the counter to pick up my goodies,
the extra cheese burger was waiting for me.
As a good citizen, I told the staff the cheese burger was by mistake.
Staff: "well, we made it already so you can take it."
Me: "what, er, are you sure?"
Staff: "...yeah. I mean it's free for you."
Me: "I know but um, OK!!!THANKS!!!"
End of story.
The moral: when you go to shake shack, mumble your order so the cashier mishears you and charge you for extra something. Then go back to him and complain so he will refund you while the item is already in the making, and take the free stuff.
What a wonderful world.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
How to cure the sore throat.
Hi!
The radiation leaks are freaking me out,
although I understand that medias have been exaggerating things
and I should know the level is way lower than the normal level.
BUT IT'S STILL FREAKY!!!! AHHH!!!
In the midst of the chaos, I get sick. Yikes.
Aaaand it was my spring break week. Double yay!
UGGGHHH WHY. WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME UNIVERSE?
So I wake up one morning, feeling this "pinch" on my throat.
I'm thinking "hmm weird...OH WELL!"
The next morning, I feel something poking my throat when I swallow.
And I go, "I don't know what it is... MEH. it'll get better."
And then, the next morning....
OMMMGGGG MY THROAAAT!!!
Every time I swallowed something, I felt like thousand needles piercing my throat.
NOT A GOOD SIGN.
But honestly, I was not going to waste $25 on my copay, just for my doctors to tell me things that I can find on googles.
So naturally, I googled "sharp sore throat on right side."
The downside of google search: it can scare you to death. Some folks claimed that they had the same type of pain for 6 months!! WHAT! Go to the doctors at that point, freaks.
Anyways, I found handfuls of home remedies that could work for sore throats... here:
1. goggle with solution of 2 tbsp of vinegar and 1 cup of water. (OMG this BURNS, and honestly I'm not sure how effective it was... but it numbed the pain for a while I think...) and I swallow the solution after...ew
2. Spray the Propolis thing.(this burns too but it temporarily relieves the pain...and it's kind of sweet)
3. Black tea with honey...(it doesn't burn and kind of relieves the pain...maybe I was imagining. ok NEXT.)
4. Some Chinese Herbal thing (it kind of....worked?)
5. Goggle with solution with salt + baking soda + water (I'm not sure anymore)
6. Tylenol syrup med (almost did nothing)
7. Tons of sleep (hmmm magically the pain is less the next day)
8. Boil slices of gingers in water, then drink that solution with honey (OMG....finally...?)
After all these trial and errors, I could finally yawn without my throat feeling like being ripped apart.
My conclusion to the best solution: Tons of sleep + any of those remedies
I think I had some canker sore on the back of my throat.
So much for freaking out.
Goodbye sore throat, goodbye spring break....
Tears...
The radiation leaks are freaking me out,
although I understand that medias have been exaggerating things
and I should know the level is way lower than the normal level.
BUT IT'S STILL FREAKY!!!! AHHH!!!
In the midst of the chaos, I get sick. Yikes.
Aaaand it was my spring break week. Double yay!
UGGGHHH WHY. WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME UNIVERSE?
So I wake up one morning, feeling this "pinch" on my throat.
I'm thinking "hmm weird...OH WELL!"
The next morning, I feel something poking my throat when I swallow.
And I go, "I don't know what it is... MEH. it'll get better."
And then, the next morning....
OMMMGGGG MY THROAAAT!!!
Every time I swallowed something, I felt like thousand needles piercing my throat.
NOT A GOOD SIGN.
But honestly, I was not going to waste $25 on my copay, just for my doctors to tell me things that I can find on googles.
So naturally, I googled "sharp sore throat on right side."
The downside of google search: it can scare you to death. Some folks claimed that they had the same type of pain for 6 months!! WHAT! Go to the doctors at that point, freaks.
Anyways, I found handfuls of home remedies that could work for sore throats... here:
1. goggle with solution of 2 tbsp of vinegar and 1 cup of water. (OMG this BURNS, and honestly I'm not sure how effective it was... but it numbed the pain for a while I think...) and I swallow the solution after...ew
2. Spray the Propolis thing.(this burns too but it temporarily relieves the pain...and it's kind of sweet)
3. Black tea with honey...(it doesn't burn and kind of relieves the pain...maybe I was imagining. ok NEXT.)
4. Some Chinese Herbal thing (it kind of....worked?)
5. Goggle with solution with salt + baking soda + water (I'm not sure anymore)
6. Tylenol syrup med (almost did nothing)
7. Tons of sleep (hmmm magically the pain is less the next day)
8. Boil slices of gingers in water, then drink that solution with honey (OMG....finally...?)
After all these trial and errors, I could finally yawn without my throat feeling like being ripped apart.
My conclusion to the best solution: Tons of sleep + any of those remedies
I think I had some canker sore on the back of my throat.
So much for freaking out.
Goodbye sore throat, goodbye spring break....
Tears...
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
How to ride trains...elegantly.
I'm sleepy.
This time of the year, I am especially sleepy.
I'm usually a morning person who wakes up before the alarm goes off.
But recently, I've been hitting snooze...
I almost overslept for work once...
SHAME! SOME DISCIPLINE PLEASE!
Anyways. Enough about me sleeping. Oh, but yesterday, I dreamed about myself sleeping.
Isn't that weird? You are sleeping when you are really sleeping as well...
OK ENOUGH YURI, ENOUGH.
So yesterday, I was on a train on my way back home from school, around 9pm,
and I witnessed a few things and the title of this blog crossed my mind.
Honestly, New Yorkers need to ride trains in more elegant manners.
Not that it's any of my business but it's just annoying to see some things.
So here are some things that I saw.
I was standing in line when train arrived. There was this very thin, tall, pretty lady behind me, and several others waiting in line as well. As soon as the door opened, this pretty looking lady pushed everyone out and rushed to the open seat. NOT ELEGANT.
And then, I was standing on the corner near the door and the train got to the next station. This guy, a broad shouldered man that looked like Peter from Family Guy, came in. He was eating a hamburger with one hand, and he bumped into me with his broad shoulder (I swear it was intentional), then gave me this glare. I mean WTF. NOT ELEGANT.
While the thin pretty lady was sitting on her comfortable seat and the broad shouldered guy was eating his burger, there was this guy standing across me. He looked normal, until his hand reached near his crotch area and started scratching. Then he went on to put his hand INSIDE his pants to have better scratch. REALLY???? IN TRAIN?? That's why you have to wash your hands after you ride train. You never know who touched what. SO NOT ELEGANT.
All these things happened in 10 minutes or so of riding the train ok?
Imagine being on a train all day long.
I don't want to imagine what I will have to witness.
Here are the basic rules for elegance:
1. Don't fight for seat. Your legs won't break into half.
2. Don't eat in the train. It's just gross.
3. Don't bump into people on purpose. It's mean.
4. Don't scratch your balls. It's just gross.
5. Just stand/sit quietly, or talk with moderate volume of voice.
And just get off the train. Say "excuse me" when you need to push people.
I think these people above need to re-do elementary school.
Have a safe train ride everyone!
This time of the year, I am especially sleepy.
I'm usually a morning person who wakes up before the alarm goes off.
But recently, I've been hitting snooze...
I almost overslept for work once...
SHAME! SOME DISCIPLINE PLEASE!
Anyways. Enough about me sleeping. Oh, but yesterday, I dreamed about myself sleeping.
Isn't that weird? You are sleeping when you are really sleeping as well...
OK ENOUGH YURI, ENOUGH.
So yesterday, I was on a train on my way back home from school, around 9pm,
and I witnessed a few things and the title of this blog crossed my mind.
Honestly, New Yorkers need to ride trains in more elegant manners.
Not that it's any of my business but it's just annoying to see some things.
So here are some things that I saw.
I was standing in line when train arrived. There was this very thin, tall, pretty lady behind me, and several others waiting in line as well. As soon as the door opened, this pretty looking lady pushed everyone out and rushed to the open seat. NOT ELEGANT.
And then, I was standing on the corner near the door and the train got to the next station. This guy, a broad shouldered man that looked like Peter from Family Guy, came in. He was eating a hamburger with one hand, and he bumped into me with his broad shoulder (I swear it was intentional), then gave me this glare. I mean WTF. NOT ELEGANT.
While the thin pretty lady was sitting on her comfortable seat and the broad shouldered guy was eating his burger, there was this guy standing across me. He looked normal, until his hand reached near his crotch area and started scratching. Then he went on to put his hand INSIDE his pants to have better scratch. REALLY???? IN TRAIN?? That's why you have to wash your hands after you ride train. You never know who touched what. SO NOT ELEGANT.
All these things happened in 10 minutes or so of riding the train ok?
Imagine being on a train all day long.
I don't want to imagine what I will have to witness.
Here are the basic rules for elegance:
1. Don't fight for seat. Your legs won't break into half.
2. Don't eat in the train. It's just gross.
3. Don't bump into people on purpose. It's mean.
4. Don't scratch your balls. It's just gross.
5. Just stand/sit quietly, or talk with moderate volume of voice.
And just get off the train. Say "excuse me" when you need to push people.
I think these people above need to re-do elementary school.
Have a safe train ride everyone!
Monday, February 28, 2011
My Bible for randomness.
Hi!
Damn, it's almost March and NYC is still freezing my butt.
COME ON SPRING!!!
Anyways, enough about the weather.
Talking about weather all the time is only for the awkward elevator situation.
Today, as the title suggests, I am going to introduce my Bible for randomness....
Any guess anybodyyyy????
Here!
This is an amazing book. No really. I believe every instruction books, from recipes to assembling a dresser, should look like this. Aside from the beautiful visuals, this book is pure randomness.
I mean who needs to know how to make a chain dress? Ok, maybe some people...I'm not judging.
Damn, it's almost March and NYC is still freezing my butt.
COME ON SPRING!!!
Anyways, enough about the weather.
Talking about weather all the time is only for the awkward elevator situation.
Today, as the title suggests, I am going to introduce my Bible for randomness....
Any guess anybodyyyy????
Here!
This is an amazing book. No really. I believe every instruction books, from recipes to assembling a dresser, should look like this. Aside from the beautiful visuals, this book is pure randomness.
I mean who needs to know how to make a chain dress? Ok, maybe some people...I'm not judging.
I got this from a friend of mine as a birthday gift couple years ago.
I believe there is a sequel to this book. I must check it out. And so must you.
They tell you how to read the body language of your date in the book.... how resourceful.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Superbowl Sunday!! = Wings+Beer+other greasy food day!
SUPER BOWL!!!!
I never cared for the actual game of this world's most viewed sport event.
I don't even understand the rules of football, what the heck.
BUUUTTTT
wings and beers and chips and salsa for the game??
YES PLEASE!
I feel like I've been talking about food a lot lately. Maybe I should might as well convert this blog into a food blog................................
nahhhh. There are way too many food blog anyways.
Talking about food blog, you guys should also check out this blog, foodgawker.
It's an awesome eye-pleasing blog that shows pretty pictures of yummy food.
Anyways, superbowl must come with greasy food and lots of beer and obnoxious people.
One problem arises, however, by eating lots of superbowl kind of food; heartburn.
Yes, I know. I am talking like an old old person but a lot of greasy food gives me heartburn lately.
Have you had any?
IT IS PAINFUL. UGH. GROSS.
To combat this dilemma, the mighty foodgawker gave me a hint:
KALE CHIPS!!!!!
You just need to tear up the kale leaves and drizzle them with olive oil and a bit of salt.
Pop them in the oven of 350 degrees and bake them for about...10 - 13 minutes and
WALA!!!
TRUST ME. It is GOOD. If you google "Kale chips" you will get lots of hits.
It must be in trend now...
You can add any spices. flavor you want to recreate the store-bought chips.
1lbs of kale only cost me $1.50 too!!!
What else could be a substitute for chips that are easy on your stomach and calories, while being yummy and easy on your wallet...
Yes, I am a true advocate of this snack. Although I do love the commercially sold chips...
mmmm I give one vote for salt and vinegar chips.
If you were looking for healthier alternatives for superbowl food, run to the grocery store and buy kale! Quick, it might run out since other 1 million readers of this blog might do the same thing!
just kidding.
Or you can just buy the bagged chips and have heartburn.
If you choose the latter, drinking milk can help reducing the burn.
How nice of me. Happy superbowl day everyone!
I never cared for the actual game of this world's most viewed sport event.
I don't even understand the rules of football, what the heck.
BUUUTTTT
wings and beers and chips and salsa for the game??
YES PLEASE!
I feel like I've been talking about food a lot lately. Maybe I should might as well convert this blog into a food blog................................
nahhhh. There are way too many food blog anyways.
Talking about food blog, you guys should also check out this blog, foodgawker.
It's an awesome eye-pleasing blog that shows pretty pictures of yummy food.
Anyways, superbowl must come with greasy food and lots of beer and obnoxious people.
One problem arises, however, by eating lots of superbowl kind of food; heartburn.
Yes, I know. I am talking like an old old person but a lot of greasy food gives me heartburn lately.
Have you had any?
IT IS PAINFUL. UGH. GROSS.
To combat this dilemma, the mighty foodgawker gave me a hint:
KALE CHIPS!!!!!
Pop them in the oven of 350 degrees and bake them for about...10 - 13 minutes and
WALA!!!
It must be in trend now...
You can add any spices. flavor you want to recreate the store-bought chips.
1lbs of kale only cost me $1.50 too!!!
What else could be a substitute for chips that are easy on your stomach and calories, while being yummy and easy on your wallet...
Yes, I am a true advocate of this snack. Although I do love the commercially sold chips...
mmmm I give one vote for salt and vinegar chips.
If you were looking for healthier alternatives for superbowl food, run to the grocery store and buy kale! Quick, it might run out since other 1 million readers of this blog might do the same thing!
just kidding.
Or you can just buy the bagged chips and have heartburn.
If you choose the latter, drinking milk can help reducing the burn.
How nice of me. Happy superbowl day everyone!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Baby it's cold outside.... But we've got nothing to eat inside.
IT'S SO COLD OUTSIDE.
Yesterday's lowest temperature was 6 degrees (Fahrenheit) and -14 degrees (Celsius)!!!!
Holy crap. What a great day to start my semester.
I didn't think I would be able to make it to the subway after class, which was only 5 minutes walk.
Well, I made it. And somehow made it home too.
I closed the door of my apartment and that's it.
There was no way I was going to go outside again.
No, I resist.
And then the problem arose. I was starving...!
I had to make an ultimate decision: either freeze to death or starve to death.
Say what? Call the delivery?
You know, I am not trying to be an activist here but look at those delivery guys.
On the bike with baseball cap and very thin polyester jacket... oh tears...
It's -14 degrees and they are biking out the city!!! Have some mercy here.
Well, I'm tight on my budget too.
Actually that was the main reason for not getting the delivery.
I totally would have called the delivery if budget wasn't the issue, what the heck.
BUUUUTTTT!! For my 3rd year in NYC, I have resolved this issue.
I knew this day was going to come.
Cold day, no money and no food.
EMERGENCY FOOD IN FREEZER!!
and I happened to make this amazing "backup" the day before.
Remember people: Prevention is better than cure...
Here,
From left: Meat sauce, dumplings, base for soup (veggies cooked in stock)
Some samosa wanna be things that I made from beef and filo dough.
AAAAND freeze them in your freezer.
Thanks to those lovely dumplings I made, I prevented myself from starvation, though one third of them are consumed in one night.
But hey, it was an emergency night!
Another way would be stocking up loads of pasta and some instant sauce.
But I just wished that there were tastier instant products...like in Japan... Japan's frozen/packaged food is so tasty that sometimes I would rather eat that than wasting my bills in a crappy restaurants.
So everyone, you should hurry up and stock up your emergency food in your freezer. When nights are cold and so is your checking account, your freezer becomes your best friend!!! How ironic is that?
Yesterday's lowest temperature was 6 degrees (Fahrenheit) and -14 degrees (Celsius)!!!!
Holy crap. What a great day to start my semester.
I didn't think I would be able to make it to the subway after class, which was only 5 minutes walk.
Well, I made it. And somehow made it home too.
I closed the door of my apartment and that's it.
There was no way I was going to go outside again.
No, I resist.
And then the problem arose. I was starving...!
I had to make an ultimate decision: either freeze to death or starve to death.
Say what? Call the delivery?
You know, I am not trying to be an activist here but look at those delivery guys.
On the bike with baseball cap and very thin polyester jacket... oh tears...
It's -14 degrees and they are biking out the city!!! Have some mercy here.
Well, I'm tight on my budget too.
Actually that was the main reason for not getting the delivery.
I totally would have called the delivery if budget wasn't the issue, what the heck.
BUUUUTTTT!! For my 3rd year in NYC, I have resolved this issue.
I knew this day was going to come.
Cold day, no money and no food.
EMERGENCY FOOD IN FREEZER!!
and I happened to make this amazing "backup" the day before.
Remember people: Prevention is better than cure...
Here,
AAAAND freeze them in your freezer.
Thanks to those lovely dumplings I made, I prevented myself from starvation, though one third of them are consumed in one night.
But hey, it was an emergency night!
Another way would be stocking up loads of pasta and some instant sauce.
But I just wished that there were tastier instant products...like in Japan... Japan's frozen/packaged food is so tasty that sometimes I would rather eat that than wasting my bills in a crappy restaurants.
So everyone, you should hurry up and stock up your emergency food in your freezer. When nights are cold and so is your checking account, your freezer becomes your best friend!!! How ironic is that?
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Remedy for pre-beginning of-semester depression syndrome.
UGH school's starting tomorrow...
I'm experiencing the pre-beginning of-semester-depression (abbr: PBSD) yet again for the 200th time.
But this time it's different. Why? Because I'm finally, yes, finally, graduating this semester.
I will never have this PSD ever again, well, unless I decide to go to grad school, which will most likely happen.
It's a weird feeling, I'm so annoyed that another semester is to start again. But then, I'm also feeling a little melancholic and sad that this is my last semester as a student, but also last few months in NYC.
OH GOD IT'S DEPRESSING ANYWAYS. STOP STOP STOP THIS!
Let me introduce a cure for this to yall.
Here,
Light some candle, drink a glass (or two, or three, or more), smoke a cigarette and listen to Bessie Smith station on Pandora...
and close your eyes...
See... you start feeling...
EVEN MORE SAD GOD DAMN IT.
No but really, try it. I'm feeling relaxed and chilled more than ever. Some may think drinking alone is only for losers and alcoholics, but I actually do it quite often. I like drinking alone, thinking about things, writing like this and listening to music.
What? Yuri, you're a loser? oh...well.... ok.... then.
Anyways, this is the remedy for PBSD for me. Everyone should just try it just once. TRY IT.
I'm experiencing the pre-beginning of-semester-depression (abbr: PBSD) yet again for the 200th time.
But this time it's different. Why? Because I'm finally, yes, finally, graduating this semester.
I will never have this PSD ever again, well, unless I decide to go to grad school, which will most likely happen.
It's a weird feeling, I'm so annoyed that another semester is to start again. But then, I'm also feeling a little melancholic and sad that this is my last semester as a student, but also last few months in NYC.
OH GOD IT'S DEPRESSING ANYWAYS. STOP STOP STOP THIS!
Let me introduce a cure for this to yall.
Here,
and close your eyes...
See... you start feeling...
EVEN MORE SAD GOD DAMN IT.
No but really, try it. I'm feeling relaxed and chilled more than ever. Some may think drinking alone is only for losers and alcoholics, but I actually do it quite often. I like drinking alone, thinking about things, writing like this and listening to music.
What? Yuri, you're a loser? oh...well.... ok.... then.
Anyways, this is the remedy for PBSD for me. Everyone should just try it just once. TRY IT.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
If you want to find your love-at-first-sights...
I just found out today that there is a page called "Missed Connection" on Craigslist.
Am I really behind in this online relationship/community thingy??
I was like "WOW" when I looked at this page.
I mean really, there's some quite interesting shit going on here.
So basically, if you want to find "Laura" or "Jordan" that you met/talked/hooked up in a train, or someone whom you just saw on a train, you got a perfect site for that.
Here's an example of a post:
Title: Blond with tats on Dolphin gym - m4w - 35 (East Village)
Message: See you at Dolphin on 4th st lately. You're blond with a big tattoo on your arm(which i love!)and a few other tats-one on your neck too i think,,I wanted to say hi but you had headphones on and seemed like you were being bothered by some other guy there and i didn't want to seem like him..Just think you are cute and unique and maybe single? Hope to see you there more. I'm not creepy I swear! I just find you interesting and wouldn't mind getting to know you sometime. Wonder what you are listening to all the time?
...Yes, you are creepy and yes, you are like the"other guy" that was bothering her too, dude. Really, I had never imagined there would be a day cragslist will become a mean to track down a guy who opened a door at Macy's and smiled at you.
Really people, REALLY???? I have nothing against it. If that's what you call fate, go ahead and be my guest. But if any guy ever put a posting about me on the site, my reaction will be "wow, that's creepy" at the very least. Whatever happened to human interactions nowadays.
JUST ASK THEM FOR THEIR NUMBER IN PERSON goddamn it.
Anyways, if you are looking for "Alex," that were in front of you buying mocha frappecino yesterday, hey, get on the craigslist quick!!! Or maybe you can go back to the starbacks and talk to him. I know- I know- the former is much more romantic eh??
Am I really behind in this online relationship/community thingy??
I was like "WOW" when I looked at this page.
I mean really, there's some quite interesting shit going on here.
So basically, if you want to find "Laura" or "Jordan" that you met/talked/hooked up in a train, or someone whom you just saw on a train, you got a perfect site for that.
Here's an example of a post:
Title: Blond with tats on Dolphin gym - m4w - 35 (East Village)
Message: See you at Dolphin on 4th st lately. You're blond with a big tattoo on your arm(which i love!)and a few other tats-one on your neck too i think,,I wanted to say hi but you had headphones on and seemed like you were being bothered by some other guy there and i didn't want to seem like him..Just think you are cute and unique and maybe single? Hope to see you there more. I'm not creepy I swear! I just find you interesting and wouldn't mind getting to know you sometime. Wonder what you are listening to all the time?
...Yes, you are creepy and yes, you are like the"other guy" that was bothering her too, dude. Really, I had never imagined there would be a day cragslist will become a mean to track down a guy who opened a door at Macy's and smiled at you.
Really people, REALLY???? I have nothing against it. If that's what you call fate, go ahead and be my guest. But if any guy ever put a posting about me on the site, my reaction will be "wow, that's creepy" at the very least. Whatever happened to human interactions nowadays.
JUST ASK THEM FOR THEIR NUMBER IN PERSON goddamn it.
Anyways, if you are looking for "Alex," that were in front of you buying mocha frappecino yesterday, hey, get on the craigslist quick!!! Or maybe you can go back to the starbacks and talk to him. I know- I know- the former is much more romantic eh??
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