Diane’s World

Hey Y’all. I hear that a lot. Y’all.

Ok quick recap of this weekend:

Woke up saturday, then ate breakfast, then went back to bed. I know. It’s incredible.

Walked with Jessica and Amy to Soho. Amy got sick. Poor Amy.

Went to Trader Joes. Got food. Yummy food.

Went home. Pretended to read Ernie Pyle’s “This is your war” for about 6 hours. Interrupted a few times by the guys of 12C10 (Jason, David, Max) who heard we had coffee. Our room always has a huge pot of coffee.

I’m so addicted to coffee. I think I’m up 6 cups a day.

Then Amy decided to pump up her resume and get a few new skills. Today she was working on her interpretive dancing. She is so cool: here are the pictures:

(She was in middle of falling down in this picture… I’m such a good photographer.)

I have a lot more photos - but they are all on facebook if you want to explore Amy’s talents some more.

At 3am, we went to walgreens and got ice cream. Jess, Amy, Jason and I ate it with forks on the floor.

Sunday we had every intention to go to church. New York is too big though, and we ended up downloading an online sermon that Amy was going crazy over.

Read more Ernie Pyle…

then at 1 am, Jason, Amy and I took a walk down 5th avenue to see the brand new, really cool Apple Store!!!! This is the highlight of my life. I have pictures!

Us in front of the MAC store, all excited to go in.

Amy in front of the really awesome Mac store.

The stairs down…

Jason and one of the macs I drooled over.

After we were done with the MAC store we started walking back (around 2 am in the morning). Amy is obsessed with trying to look local, and locals in New York never obey the traffic crossing signs. So we were crossing, and all the sudden this police car stops and starts watching us.

Then we noticed that all the bums like to sleep on church steps, but St. Patrick’s church HAD NO BUMS! So we added a few.  (When we took this picture, the whole time the Cop was following us and watching us. Huh.)

So that is our trip to the Macintosh store, early Monday morning.

Monday was another INTENSE day. Our first speaker was John McCandlish Phillips,  a former New York Times reporter - one of the most famous ones. He’s so adorable. He’s tall, thin, and old… but so nice! He spent the first 10 minutes making fun of himself.

Dr. Case said about him: “You think he’s gonna die.”

McCandlish himself said: “When I was in Grade school, I was the kid that when I turned sideways I was marked absent” (because he is so thin)

Also he said his motto for life is “Eat like a pig, look like a malnourished gazelle”

He’s a very good teacher.

Then, as a complete contrast, we got another teacher: Tony Carnes. Wow. I’ve never seen such an arrogant meanie.

Our assigment was to have two partners (my group was me, Jason and Amy). We were assigned a religious place in Manhattan, and had 3.5 hours to make a 5 picture portolio of the place,  a 600 word essay, interview 4 people, and research this religion.

We had the Orthodox Jews.

Crazy. I did some of the  interviews and the photojournalism. Here are the pictures I came up with:

This is Tony Carnes:
 

We all came back all stressed out because we had NO time to do this assignment. He then put our papers and pictures on an overhead and COMPLETELY TEAR THEM UP (not literally). Every single person came out of that room feeling like a worthless piece of crap.

He called marry a communnist “Trotsky”.

Said my pictures were “nonesense”

Jason and Amy made this:

(That’s my little pony btw. Her name is Jade)

And that sign is no over statement.
I would go on longer, but  I’m tired of thinking about him.

After we had that class, our class had to get out so we all went for ice cream.

Our class really bonded over this guy.

Ok New topic. Here’s Max, he’s cool:
 

Yeah. Hi Max.

Anyways…

I went to bed early (meaning 11:30).

I woke up this morning and was about to shower, but we had a little visitor in our room - a big fat cockroach that made a home in Victoria’s washcloth.

It was 6:45. We decided to call Jason to have him take care of it, because none of us wanted to get near it. It was exciting, believe me.

Well I better start listening better to the speaker. Carnes comes back in an hour. Lets see if I live through this.

The song that I quoted up top is my song for this trip - the acoustic Ben Gibbard version of “why you’d want to live here.” Woah. Good song.

Love Y’ALL

Diane