Tuesday, September 2, 2008
It would be difficult, really really difficult, to try to sum up everything that's happened in my past week here in New York. I mean, sure, I can make laundry list of all the things I did and the places I went to and (sometimes) the people I did them with. I can describe all my little misadventures and getting lost and awkward moments and embarassing times. I can talk about the beauty of just walking around the village, of being at the Hudson at night with the beautiful sparkling skyline. I can gush about Madison Square Garden and the Guggenheim and the MET and central park. I can try to capture a little spark of what I've taken away from every interesting person I've met, and there have been quite a lot...so many that it's a bit hard to keep track. But if I did that, even if I did that, it wouldn't quite capture the truth of what happened and the magic of each and every moment. Maybe it's just enough to say that I love it.
Today was my first day of class. I only had the infamous Writing the Essay, and I can't quite form a distinctive opinion about it or my professor or my classmates yet. But I am rather glad to be getting into the academic side of things--as incredible as welcome week was, it did make NYU appear to be all fun and no work. I'm slowly but surely getting the hang of things. And I like that feeling.
But it is so very hot....oh dear air conditioning, why can't you be sweet good enough for our dorm?