Archive for New York

How New York

Posted in Friends, Out of State, Out of Town with tags , , , , , , on May 20, 2010 by Jeremy


Little did I know that I’d be back in NYC so soon after yesterday.

“I want hot cocoa,” Joe said.

So, we went to Times Square.

Did we get hot cocoa?  No.

Mother Earth Speaks

Posted in Friends, Out of State, Out of Town with tags , , , , , on May 20, 2010 by Jeremy


For the last two years, I participated in the AIDS Walk at Central Park, but this year, my friend Stefany, a vegan who came with me last year, said that she was going to the Veggie Pride Parade in NYC today instead.   So I figured, I might as well try this one this year.

I drove Tram, Michael, and myself to the parade and had some trouble with parking.  We were late, so we missed the actual parade, and we just met up with Stefany, her sister Cindy, and Andre in Union Square where the parade ended.  Practically everyone was advocating for animal rights and stuff.  I couldn’t really relate, since I do eat meat, but it was interesting to hear and see this gathering.

Then, later on, Stefany participated in this costume contest, where all competitors supposedly won something.  The emcee announced the names of the winners who received some great prizes.  Each one was dressed as a fruit or vegetable or something “homemade,” since those were what the emcee apparently appreciated the most.  So, as we saw two asparagus, a bunch of berries, and a girl in a bikini made of lettuce take the stage, get recognized, and receive wonderful gift certificates to delicious-sounding restaurants, Andre and I were wondering if Stefany was going to “win.”  When she was later called, we saw the emcee hand her a book.  She wasn’t even featured.  Stefany later told us that the winners were all friends with the emcee.  Stupid.  I thought Stefany had such a well-thought out costume.


Objection, Your Honor

Posted in College, Field Trips, Out of State, Out of Town, School with tags , , , , , on April 18, 2010 by Jeremy


Sorry, I don’t speak Legalese.

A school field trip to Columbia University to be jurors in this mock trial competition.  The teams were objecting so much that I was wondering whether it were normal to object so much.  At some points, I got lost in the language the attorneys were using, but they all seemed to understand each other.

The people who portrayed the witnesses were interesting as well.  Some played their roles very well, which makes me wonder whether they really act like their roles.

Aside from the trial, we also got to see the campus.  The Columbia atmosphere (which might not be that different from other schools’) made me want to go to an Ivy League school.  Alas, despite my admittance, I won’t be saying hi to Cornell anytime soon.  Financial problems due to my immigration status are  not going to make it possible.

Like a Family

Posted in Belleville, Friends, Out of State, Out of Town with tags , , on April 18, 2010 by Jeremy


A decent dinner at Lawrence’s house after a day in NYC.  Everyone’s sharing something going on in his or her life.

The New York City Massacre

Posted in Friends, Out of State, Out of Town with tags , , , , , , on April 13, 2010 by Jeremy


I wasn’t too excited when Tram first invited me to the annual pillow fight in New York City.  I’ve known about the event before, but something about it just wasn’t making me jump out of my seat.

Still, I thought, “Why be a party pooper?  It’s a new experience.  Go for it!”

So, after serving Saturday detention in school this morning, I got prepared to commute to New York with a few friends via train.  I had a pillow in one hand and a backpack on my back.

It was really hot when the fight started.  Everyone was literally right next to each other, with a pillow in each one’s hand.  They were all pushing and shoving, trying to smack the next person with his or her pillow.  I felt a little lost at first, letting the wave of people carry me wherever, trying to hang on to my friends.

Out of nowhere, I see a bunch of stuff scattered on the floor.  It took me a second to realize that my backpack burst open and all the stuff on the ground were mine.  I quickly scrambled to pick them all up with the help of some people around.  Sarah then came up to me and asked if her SLR camera, which she asked me to hold back at the train station, was still in my bag.  I dug my hand into my backpack and discovered that it wasn’t.  Panicking, we searched the area for her camera to no avail.  We exited the crowd, and Sarah, devastated, left the pillow fight to notify the police.  I stood at the edge, confused, sweating, feeling sorry for what happened since I was the one holding her camera.

I didn’t want to be there anymore.  It didn’t feel fun after all.  But then, I realized that it’s really up to me whether this becomes a waste of time.  That is, if I stand brooding outside the crowd, then I definitely wouldn’t have fun.  So, trying to fight the negative thoughts, I charged into the crowd and attempted to smack people with my pillow.  Still it wasn’t fulfilling.

When I found Tram and Val later, Sarah called and told me her mom told her to go home.  We met up to say goodbye, all of us feeling sorry for what happened.

Tram, excited and energetic, pulled me back into the crowds.  Once I allowed myself to get absorbed into the enthusiastic and aggressive atmosphere, I started to have some fun.  Tram’s energy was so infectious that I couldn’t help feeling the same way.  For a long while, Tram and I were picking out random targets and ganged up on them.  One time, Tram coaxed a bunch of people to gang up on me.

Later on, we met up with Kelly, Narmin, her boyfriend, and two other friends.  By this time, the number of people at the fight was dwindling, yet Tram was still ready to tackle more people.  After a while, we decided to make our way to Brooklyn where we visited a thrift shop, met up with Bryan, and ate dinner.

It was a really long day.

Chuck E. Cheese’s With No Pizza

Posted in Friends, Out of State, Out of Town with tags , , , , , , on March 30, 2010 by Jeremy


Marie’s cousin celebrated her birthday today at Dave and Buster’s, and Marie decided to invite a few of us to this gathering even though we have never met her cousin before.  The fact that we were allowed to be in Dave and Buster’s at age 18 probably drew us in.   At the same time, I do miss hanging out with Marie, Lawrence, and Maria, so it was a nice opportunity.

Overall, Dave and Buster’s was a bit underwhelming, in terms of the recreation.  Although we won hundreds of tickets playing all these games, I didn’t have as much fun as I would’ve at Chuck E. Cheese’s at age 10.

However, from a “hanging out with my friends” standpoint, I was more than satisfied.

And for some reason, I really wanted some steak today.

Worthwhile Endeavors

Posted in Friends, Out of State, Out of Town, School with tags , , , , , , , on March 5, 2010 by Jeremy


Looking back at today, the only words I can use to describe it are “bold” and “daring.”

Because of a statewide standardized test that all the juniors had to take, we seniors, along with the freshmen and the sophomores, were to go to school today at 10:55 am, as opposed to 8:00 am.

“Three hours to spare,” I told myself Sunday.  “That should be enough for a trip to New York to get some breakfast and return to school in time.”  You see, there was a Filipino fast food restaurant in Queens called Jollibee that I haven’t been to in a while, so I decided to invite a few of my Filipino friends to join me in my plan to have a special breakfast.

We decided to leave our town early to “ensure” our timely return to school.  After a few wrong turns, some frantic arguments about which way was the right way, and the decision to eat at the restaurant rather than on the way home, we found ourselves in the school office, with the vice-principal yelling at us from across the room.

“You are forty-five minutes late!  What were you doing?”  We would have to be crazy to tell them that we decided to go to New York for breakfast.  Thus, we kept quiet.

“Give them three detentions!” he ordered the secretaries.  “I should suspend you!” he blared at us.  At this, I was taken aback.  When we left Jollibee that morning and realized that there was no way we would get back in time, a few of us opted to skip the day entirely.  Being a good boy, I urged them to go to school with me because I had to go.  I figured that we would get one detention for being late, to which we can all say, “Who cares?!” with a laugh or two.

Well, little did I know that we would skirt suspension territory.

“I understand you guys want to have breakfast and all, but if you’re going to do that, you should leave earlier,” one of the secretaries sympathetically said.

“We did.  We left at 7:30,” Lawrence, or whoever, replied.

“What?  Where did you go?  Down the shore?”

We all just laughed inside.

Afterwards, when we all left the office, Marie and I decided that the trip was definitely worth the three detentions.