le hamcat

so i just found this in my draft folder. it’s not clever or very witty, but it’s a neat little nearly three year old time capsule.

Mostly, this is for Jordyan.

WHAT I LEARNED IN 2009

Drinking Rebel Yell by the bottle may result in living room wrestling pits.

If you lend someone your purse, it may be returned with puke in it depending on how good your night was. 

Walk to Brooklyn. 

Sometimes the worst of situations turn into the most ideal. It doesn’t matter where you land as long as you land on your feet (or with your friends).

Just because you feel it, doesn’t mean its there. 

Take any opportunity. Even if it’s an opportunity to get your ass kicked.

It’s always relative. Remember the ball, remember the blanket.

Nothing productive/great/life changing will ever be easy/simple/mundane. 

You really only need three people for it to be a dance party. 

If you feel that you can’t take it anymore, ride your bike along the east river and listen to belle & sebastian (exclusively). Wear sunglasses. Count the dogs. You will forget what you were upset about. 

Don’t punch walls. You only hurt yourself…for months. 

Somedays you wake up and your $40,000 college education is a car you crashed and forgot you had to pay for. 

Sometimes there is nothing more magical than an empty subway car.

There is always time to hula-hoop.

Everyone knows the words to “I’ll be there.” Especially on the Q train.

Sometimes its ok to be just an intern.