So, I can't even really come to fully explain what has happened within the past couple of days...someone has made hell of my life though, breaking into my car and taking everything out of it--credit card, license, money, ipod, phone, passport. I hate mastic and I've always hated it; now I feel more unsafe than ever. And figures, the day after I download a full movie for my iPod it is gone...too bad I'm too worried over the security of my identity now over anything else though, so what I think matters or should matters, does not anymore. Lovely..
On a better note, I ended up going to the Metropolitan Museum of Art again, two times within one year, which is pretty good but it will definitely get better than that. I still want to make my way to the MOMA and I feel like I'll be going to the city more often than I think in the next couple of months-year. What made me go though was I have to write a paper for my Art History class I'm taking right now, this second session of the summer. It has hell-like qualities, other than the fact that the room is like an ice box, and I'm blasted fully with AC the entire time I'm there (I guess maybe to keep me and my fellow classmates awake)..personally, I think the class is way too long because it is so hard for me to sit there for three and a half hours and just take in her italian voice and look at pictures..over and over and over again. I feel like I shouldn't complain though, because I wouldn't want to go more than two times a week to a class during the summer, so in a way, I am thankful--as the class has to be that long for the amount of times we meet. You can never have it all...
I don't feel like doing this anymore.
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