Coincidence?

Does anyone else ever notice how whenever something happens in your life, there always seems to be an abundance of songs that correlate? This ALWAYS happens to me. Maybe it is because we all tend to listen to music that matches our moods, or maybe it is because we are more prone to read into things when we are thinking about it? I don't know, but it's really interesting if you think about it. Even if they aren't even new songs. It's like my itunes and I have some sort of emotional connection... it just knows. I can be certain that anytime I turn on the shuffle there is going to be something that talks about whatever it is that I am going through at the time. It's like, "Hey I know you're feeling really down in the dumps write now, so here is some wrist slitting music to really set the mood for your present state of mind." I'm not talking about one line of the song either. It's like every single lyric seems like it was written about MY own experience and how I feel about the whole situation. Anyways just an interesting thought...

In other news, it snowed about 12 inches last night. Most of the schools in Manhattan are closed. All the public schools (for the first time in 5 years) FIT, The New School, Fordham.... NYU??? NO SIREE!! I still held out hope that my individual professors would cancel class since I had until 4:30 before I even needed to leave for my first class of the day, but yet again no such luck! So I put on my trusty moon boots and braved the storm. Let me tell you. NOT PRETTY... All I want to do is go back to my apartment and get in my bed. The snow is so much nicer when you watch it from the window. Sure does make a girl long for the days in Georgia, when school would get cancelled "because it was too cold for the children waiting at the bus stop," or even the always enjoyable "we need to conserve gas from the school buses..." ahhh yes, you've gotta love the south!

Also, I have a fun story from the weekend to share...

Saturday night I had to babysit but then I decided that I wanted to go out afterwards. My friend Lindsey, who I met while interning at Oscar de la Renta, was throwing her roommate a party at a bar downtown. I wasn't sure how many people there I was going to know so I wrangled LoLA and Erica to come with. While getting ready, we reminisced about old times from freshman year, when we had a much more defined group of friends. We had so many good times last year, we would all go out until like 3 or 4 in the morning every weekend, but now in our "old age" we sometimes don't even make it out. So we decided to pull a Freshman year night "sophomore style." We head out down to the corner of university and 14th st. to try and find a cab (not an easy feat!) So we're standing there and two guys approach me to ask for directions to Kiss and Fly (a club) They don't speak english. I try y best to motion to where they need to go and then realize that they speak french! Hoooray! I chance to put my skills to the test. After successfully giving them directions, in true freshman year spirit, Laura shouts, "bring them with us!" so I proceed to invite them to come along with us to the party. What's more spontaneous than picking up two random foreigners who speak ZERO english!? The night was so fun, I translated the whole time because LoLA and Erica don't speak french and the guys literally could understand about three words of english. Hilarity ensues... 

And again in true freshman year spirit the night had to end with food; although, we replaced stealing pizza from Amore's with a trip to Coffee Shop (very sophomore year/grown up of us!)

In the mean time, I now have two french friends for when I go to Paris in the fall, who have promised to take me out and introduce me to their friends.  Also, one is a pastry maker... YUMMM