Things

I saw Gaslight Anthem play Radio City Music Hall on September 30th. It was amazing even though I got there a bit late with Melissa, whom I'm absolutely head over heels in love with.

I saw Bad Religion play Irving Plaza on October 27th by myself. Right before I learned my grandma, Ita's cancer had taken a turn for the worse. I went and danced, pogoed all over the place. I sweated up a storm and nearly cried during the song "Sorrow." I get choked up thinking about it. It was truly an intimate experience. Afterwards, I was drenched in sweat, exhausted and I didn't even care. It felt great and was great.

Grad school is tough. So it goes.

This past weekend, I went back to New Paltz. They have a Kennedy Fried Chicken now. It's so weird. The ghetto Kentucky Fried Chicken has found a niche in upstate New York and it's quite popular too! So amazing but I've realized the New Paltz lifestyle is not my lifestyle anymore. Time to move on to the next stage of my life.

I've begun to talk again with my friend, Jeremie Arthur. We were close in high school and have been chatting again. It's good and I'm glad this is happening. A person needs someone who gives good advice and can put the world in perspective.

Today, I realized teaching has become very political and arbitrary and less about the teaching. I'm teaching 11th graders and they are the future. Some of whom I've known since they entered the CTEA as freshmen. It's so weird to think I have been charged with teaching them some great literary classics. As well, teaching them about life.