Woke up this morning and rushed around getting ready to head up to my field placement in the Bronx to get my ID and take tests and blah blah blah

As I’m getting dressed I see something move on the floor.

Now for the last month of living here something moves on the floor I freak out, certain that there are mice or cockroaches or something horrible in my room. And every time I laugh at myself because I knocked something over and it’s not just rolling around.

Well today was different.

Cockroach.

Big. Fast. Cockroach.

So I preceded to get up on a chair and scream until my roommate woke up and squirted at it with Clorox Bleach.

This made it run around the room and dance a little!

Then after we both stopped screaming we realized that since cockroaches were built to survive nuclear holocausts, it was probably mocking my little squirty bottle of poison and dancing under the cool shower.

So I threw a sneaker on it.

My love for New York City is shot today. 

In two weeks I’ve become the kind of girl who walks everywhere (at least 2 miles a day for reasons unknown), buys used books to benefit tiny theaters in my neighborhood, shops with reusable grocery bags, cooks things like “smashed rosemary potatoes” and banoffee pie and can only equate living in this city to being madly in love for the first time.

and in that time I have:

• learned that I like Thai food (especially cold the next day) 
• learned to cook some pretty good things
• gotten two babysitting jobs with really cool kids and even cooler parents
• seen most of my favorite people in the world and explored the city with them
• been to the MoMA
• been all over Central Park
• Had drinks on a pier on the Hudson River
• Partied in Hoboken
• Followed a lot of pigeons around
• Realized that living in the city may be something I could do for the rest of my young adult life. 

I mean I literally almost cried at the zillions of books. The photo you see is only one tiny hall way of this place.

So I walked out with two DVDs (Along Came Polly and Easy A) and three books (The Dubliners, Jane Eyre and Great Expectations) for $23

And they were playing Frank Sinatra the whole time.

Basically heaven on earth…I foresee myself spending a lot of money here in the future.

and I wrote something up about my apartment…and I’ve had 900 views in an hour

http://ireport.cnn.com/docs/DOC-814900

I would run into my friend from high school

:] I just need to live here forever ok?