A guy just called me fat. He straight up said to me "you know, you're not in shape". I feel like the lowest human being on the planet.

Happy Winter and Happy New Year!

Happy New Year everyone!

I hope you all have a wonderful start of the year and I hope the transition from writing 2012 to writing 2013 is super quick and not-annoying.

New York has, surprisingly, had a wonderfully white holiday season. The snow came in the form of a blizzard and has been coming along since. It's wonderful. There's something about the snow that is so peaceful and quiet. Last night, I poked my head outside for a second around midnight and it was one of the most beautiful moments I've had this year. Outside, it was absolutely silent. You couldn't hear a single car or voice. The sky was slightly pink and was perfectly contrasting to the shadows of trees in my backyard (as pictured in the...picture).

Anyway, this post is very rushed, because I'm trying to get one last post before it becomes 2013. I'm leaving on vacation tomorrow, so I probably won't be blogging much for the next couple of weeks. Who knows?

I do have a New Year's resolution, however. I want to read 35 books, again. I may not have achieved it this year, but it's my goal for the new year.

Enjoy your celebrations! (I'll save all of my random thoughts for another post. Tonight, you're just getting a cheesy one.)

The book-reading, music-listening lunch club

Tonight I watched an episode of Gilmore Girls. In this episode, Rory (a teenage prep school student, for those of you who don't know) was being told by the headmaster of her school that if she wants to get into a good college, she would have to be more social. No more reading a book at lunch while listening to music.

The catch of it all was that Rory did have friends. She had close relationships, but just because it wasn't obvious to everyone, they assumed she was a loner. I thought I couldn't relate to Rory any more than I already did, but I can't get over the relevance of this episode. Since starting (and finishing) my first semester, I've talked about perspectives on this with lots of people. I remember a guy friend of mine saying "do you ever look at some of the people eating alone in the dining halls? It's like you can just tell that they don't have any friends. They look around at other people, and they're so sad."

After that conversation, I got a little paranoid. I mean, I eat alone sometimes. That doesn't mean that I don't have friends. Sometimes I like to eat and read a book, because I enjoy it. I don't understand why our culture places such a big deal on always showing off that we have friends. We live in such an extroverted society. If you're alone sometimes, you're automatically labeled a loner. What's wrong with enjoying a little bit of time a day by yourself?

On the surface, it seemed as if Rory didn't have any friends because none of her closest friends went to her school, a complete misjudgment. I have friends in college, but I don't spend every waking moment with them. I don't need to eat with a big group of people to feel like I have friends, because I do. I have decent social skills, as do many other people who have probably at some point in their life been labelled a loner because they happen to not always appear in public with their friends.

The point of all of this is that we shouldn't be so quick to judge a person's social life based on what we see. We don't know their life. I think, as people mature, they start to care less about their perceptions of others, and more on whether or not they enjoy spending their time with a person.

Or not.

Crazy Stupid Laughs

So many laughs. Ahahahaha.

That is all.

Rise

The last stage of procrastination is writing a blog post.

I'm tired of studying for finals. Just one more. That's it. Then I'm done. Thank God.

Here's a picture of lamp. I don't know why.

Do you ever just watch an adventure movie or read an adventure book and wish your life could be like that? Like, even though the events aren't always good, you just wish you could do something amazing? I'm so bored with everything. I want to explore, find something that no one (or at least almost no one) has seen before. Discover something unusual.

Lately, I've been immersing myself in adventure books and movies. I'm reading The Lord of the Rings. I watch action movies, and I wish my life could be like that. I know it sounds extremely ignorant, but everything is just so monotonous and boring right now that I can't help but imagine something more exciting.

Schedules are difficult. It's hard doing the same thing every day. I want something more than that. I want to explore the world.

So for now, I'm just here. Still at college, days from going home to my boring old town, where I will remain until next month, when I'm carted around on a ship from one tourist trap to another. Maybe if I'm lucky, I'll be able to explore beyond the little boutiques and bars and find something that might inspire me.