First Grade Romance

I was going to post something whiny but I just heard the BEST conversation ever and laughed so hard. Initials used for all first grade students involved.

D: "S, are you Z's girlfriend?"
S: [insert disgusted look here] "No."
Me: "Wait, D, you're in first grade. Why do you need a girlfriend? You're SIX. You'll have the rest of your life to find a girlfriend!"
D: "You're right!"
Me: "Yeah? Totally!"
D: "But when I'm older, I'm going to have a girlfriend. She's gonna come to the school and fight everyone and her name is going to be Sofa!"
Me: "D, that's in the future! How do you even know that? You can't be sure of her name or anything!"
D: "My mom told me it's going to be true!"

A few moments later:

D: "Did you know I have a girlfriend?"
Me: "Is it someone in our school?"
D: "Yeah!"
Me: "Is it someone in your class?"
D: "Yes!"
Me: "D, is it A?"
D: "Uh huh!" [real proud]
Me: [pause in thought] "...does she know?"
D: "....no..."
Me: "Then it doesn't count! You can't have a girlfriend if they don't know about it! The other person HAS to know about it!" [rant]

Luckily, the kid thought this was pretty much the funniest thing ever. And hay, so do I!

Realistically

One of the worst things about being so blissfully happy is that I tend to forget I can't afford things. It's easy to forget I have things that need to be paid for and that I'm nearly living paycheck to paycheck. As much as New York is fun and all, I tell myself at least once a month -- you can't afford to do this.

And I do it anyway. Does anyone else have this problem? I need to find a cheaper place to live. x.x

Silly stupid

I rolled out of bed at 7:18 AM in Harlem, and screeched softly as I possibly could to show alarm. In fact, I believe my first words were "Oh shit!"

For waking up late on a Monday and feeling all crazy, I'm ridiculously happy with my life. I'm happy with my five days of nearly wearing the same thing, having time to practice, and not doing my own dishes. I'm happy with my social life because I actually went to parties, in which one involved the game Birthday Kitten (Communist Squirrel Cake) and Apples to Apples. Then, I spent at least an hour laying on the floor last night, giggling drunkenly and being called a retard. My weekend in a box, folks!

Tonight, I'm going to City Winery to see four hours of awesome music by an orgy of my favorite musicians. Tomorrow I teach a piano lesson. Wednesday I have a piano lesson. Thursday, I'm going to the Met for the FIRST TIME EVER to see Turandot (Squeeeeeeeeee). Does life get better? Does it? Oh and Saturday I'm playing in a recital? Whaaaat.

And if you were wondering, I did end up getting to work on time this morning. <3

A Sign

This is the start of my terrible blogging continuity, not writing in nearly a month. Obviously, it means one of two things -- I'm either more busy, or found more things to entertain me in my off time instead of doing things I'm supposed to be doing. I have a sneaking suspicion it's the latter.

Currently, I'm trying to absorb Brahms Violin Sonata No. 1 by listening. My friend Melissa Tong and I are starting to play together and despite my horrifying sight reading skills, we read through the first and second movements. I balked on the third. Wimp. I had first heard this piece when I was fourteen and in an ensemble class at Temple Prep. My friend Kara, who had introduced me to the program, was two years older, and waaaay better, was playing this with her violinist and in my little teenage heart I fell in love. (I also thought it was unfair because I was playing Mozart and at the time, hated Mozart and didn't play well. If I had a beautiful piece like that, I'm sure I would play well too, or at least want to!)

Outside of that, life has been pretty wonderful. I have an active social life, which is probably the biggest part that wows me, since to be honest, I've never had one of those! It's a lot of fun, but money leeching, especially when there's been a lot of hanging out near St. Mark's Place. Mmmm, Japanese food. There's a place I've gone to a lot recently too -- if you get the chance, check out Cha An Japanese Teahouse on 9th St. near Sunshine Mart. Ambience is too cute for words, service is beyond amazing. They're fast with food, so sweet, and come by and refill your teapot 10 times a night, no joke. We've been getting the sets of food -- either porridge with six teeny tiny but perfect amounts of side dishes or rice with four larger but amazing side dishes with soup. With each set you get a tea of your choice (REFILLS, eeee) and a beyond gorgeous and amazing dessert at the end. Some of the desserts I've had so far -- green tea ice cream cream puff, sesame creme brulee and some berry biscuit and creme layer thingy. Next time I go, I'm getting the dessert tray! (I'll say that but it's hard to turn down a real dinner.) By the way, the best part? It's just under $20 for an enormous amount of food!

Maybe a day of sharing later!