As I sit here at 9:36PM looking back on my week (when I really should be revising for my Shakespeare vocabulary test tomorrow) I see that it has been an eventful one. I have not yet reached the inevitable point of ''nothing is new anymore'' and for the sake of this blog and myself, I feel happy about that. Thankfully, I have many firsts I can tell you about.
Example A: I joined a club for the first time in NYC. I know that is more school-related, but just roll with me here. Our drama club meets on Wednesdays and Thursdays after school every week until the end of November, when we'll perform our play. I am so very excited.
It feels like I found my peeps, people just as passionate about theatre and not afraid to look silly, like me.
Example B: I rode in the New York City subway system. I was kind of dreading the thought of the underground for quite a valid reason - I saw a huge rat on the street on one of the first days I was here. It ran into the Subway and I have had no desire to reconnect with it.
It has been great for cardio, I have been walking EVERYWHERE.
But today, as I needed to get about 30 blocks Uptown and to the other side of the city, there was really no choice. I planned my trip out carefully with Google Maps (Yeah right, "carefully" you had 3 minutes to figure out where you were going before you bolted out the door) and got to walking towards Grand Central Terminal.
I have to tell you, that is one beautiful building. I nearly got lost in between the wonderful architecture. I'm definitely going back to appreciate it a bit more. Preferably when I don't have to literally run through it, sweating like a pig and freaking out over where I'm supposed to be like a headless chicken.
I was supposed to get on the number 7 to Times Sq, but as (bad) luck would have it, that particular train path had been closed for the day. So I raced through Grand Central to find the S Times Sq shuttle (that was thankfully working) and squeezed myself into the huge mob of people on the train, just before the metal doors closed shut behind me. I had to problem finding the no 1 train to take me to Lincoln Center. A proud feeling of accomplishment crept over me as I exited the underground to the street level. :) Why was I at Lincoln Center again?
Example C: I took part in my first activist event in NYC. It was the People Climate March - an invitation to everything. As I now read on Wikipedia, I was one of 300, 000 activists, which makes this the largest climate march in history. WHAT? :)
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| ''Yo momma's so hot she's about to experience desertification and rising sea levels" |
I was supposed to go with the UNIS group, but due to a series of unfortunate events, me and my friends couldn't locate them and went with just the four of us. It was still great though!
Now it's time for the questions you guys have asked me about the whole experience. (Yeah, you want to know SO many things, I totally didn't have to message my best friends yesterday saying: "Please-please-please ask me something about living in NYC! I have nothing to blog about." No. I didn't do that. At all. Totally.)
What does it sound like?
Sound is a funny thing in New York. It's a mixture of cars driving, wind, car horns, people themselves etc. You can't really put it into words. It's the sound of fast-moving life. What I can say, is if I open my window in my room and my mom or dad tells me something from the room next to mine, I can't hear it.
What are your classmates like?
Oh, they're superb. Everyone's been quite friendly. Because it's an international school there are many different people from different countries and it's always cool to hear from which corner of the world someone comes from. (+ I get to learn SO many new accents,I'm like a kid in a candy shop. Or come to think of it, me at a candy shop.)
What food have you had?
There's no magical New York food, that doesn't exist anywhere else. But of the day-to-day popular foods I've had bagels (toasted and w cream cheese - heavenly), pizza and sushi (my favorite food). Ooh, and Starbucks. They are on every corner, that's no lie, but it is justified as they do make a mean cup of coffee.
Is there anyone cute you've noticed?
I guess so. No more comments on that question.
Do you have friends there?
Yes, I do. I am so lucky. The people I've met and who've become my friends have already made an impact on me as a person and I have to work hard not to lose any of them. (I'll just casually insert the phrases "I live in an anemone", "Nah - It's on my list" and "Not on the leather seats Kayla!" in here and see what happens.)
Do you have anything to do after school?
Yes. I study. It's fun. (But drama club and hopefully vocal lessons will be added to that list.)
Do you guys have dark bread (leib) over there?
We have something resembling dark bread, yes. Not the real thing though. Appreciate it, while you have it, my Estonian friends.
How many times have you been to McDonalds?
Once. Probably not going back.
What do you miss most about Estonia?
I miss my friends and family. It's been hard being away from them. In the beginning of the year, whenever I'd feel nervous or anxious, I'd imagine my Estonian friends beside me, laughing or goofing off or giving me a pep talk. My real friends as my imaginary friends. But luckily, I've been doing that less now.
What question should I ask you?
Mis sul viga on? No ma küsin, mis sul viga on? (Bad joke, I know, but it's 10:48PM now, give me a break.)
Natural History Museum, have you been there yet?
No, but definitely planning to go.
Oh baby, this was a long one. If you still have any questions, I'd still gladly answer them. Thank you for reading. (I'm going to dream of words like rapier, abhorred, vexed and allay now. Great!)
PS! Oh crap. I forgot. I met the president of Estonia today. He came for a visit here. Damn! But this post is already so long. I'll tell you about it in the next one. Short version: When I shook his hand, it was really soft.
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