Fact or Fiction

Questions you might have after reading through my recent blog posts:
"Who the hell is Felicia?"
"Does this girl have any internal compass?"
"Do you even go to this school?"


1. Felicia. What a lovely woman. Well, I don't know anyone named that. But I'm sure if I did I would use the term "bye felicia" a lot less. It's just a way to say, "I cannot even right now" or "Whatever you said made me mad so bye".  Poor Felicia though. My friends think it's funny to match girls on Tinder named Felicia and say bye then unmatch. RUDE. But funny.

2. No.

3. LOL I haven't taken a class in six months, so maybe I don't even go to school. But, come July 5, I will be taking a class in Ireland. Organic Chemistry 3: drug discovery. Who said study abroad classes were easy? In all actuality, though, Northeastern is great in the way that I can take a six month hiatus from classes, refresh, and go back into it. I definitely needed this break to first help me breathe, but second to help me remind myself why I love chemistry. College shouldn't be just about studying. The co-op program at Northeastern is reknowned, and I now know why.

No tuition, no studying, a paid internship (well, mine was), hands-on experience, and utmost freedom. I dig it.

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Aside from those burning questions I know everyone had, I just kind of want to explain more about me. How about I list 28 fun facts? Short but sweet. Don't worry. I just love lists, ok?

1. Ketchup used to be my favorite food. "It isn't a food!" Said the bratty 3rd graders on my bus. It was to me.

2. Whales didn't always use to be my favorite animal. They were squirrels for a while. I know, who the heck likes squirrels? But they were the only animal I could draw.

3. I've been on 8 cruises. One in utero...thanks Mom- I hope you enjoyed Greece.

4. I collect thimbles. Laugh all you want, but they are available at any souvenir store.

5. My favorite colors are periwinkle, pink, and peach. The 3 P's.

6. My Bat Mitzvah theme was AOL: Amy On Line. If that doesn't date me back, I don't know what would. Each table had a name, so people could find their seats. Mine was AIM-Y.

7. I've known the whole Greek alphabet since 6th grade. It was the first extra credit opportunity I had in my life, so of course I took it. Never forgot it. And it came in handy when rushing a sorority!

8. I used to give a ton of my Halloween candy to my dad and mom because they said it was for charity. Upon growing up I found out where it really went. You're welcome, employees of my parents' companies.

9. Ordinary People is one of my favorite books.

10. Watermelon is my number one fruit, but I also love grapes and bananas.

11. My favorite number is 28, hence why there are that many fun facts. I am obvi more fun than that but I get bored reading, so you probably do too.

12. I stuck a bead up my nose when I was younger. Every few months my dad reminds me of the $200 bead incident. End of story: they had to put me in a straight jacket at the emergency room, so I wouldn't move as they tweezed it out. Traumatizing.

(see right, we kept it -.-)


13. My parents were on Oprah.

14. I use more dressing on salad than anyone I know. Not healthy.

15. I played soccer for over 12 years. Very healthy.







16. A is my favorite letter. Can you guess why?

17. I married Nemo the fish in 3rd grade. My friends and I actually had a ceremony. People bought me candy from the gas station as presents. 'Twas legit.

18. I used to have a polo phase where every single day I wore a different colored polo. No regrets. Okay some regrets...

19. I was an actress and singer when I was younger (still am?) and was in: Aladdin, Once on this Island, Grease, Once Upon on Mattress, Oklahoma, High School Musical (twice -.-), The Music Man, Guys and Dolls, Sweeney Todd, and my personal fave in second grade starring as Sylvester McMonkey McBean in Suess's "The Starbelly Sneeches". That, my friends, was my peak.

20. Favorite pizza: Hawaiian.

21. I love to do my nails with cool colors and designs. Hit me up if you need nail polish. I only brought my favorite 50 to school...

22. I believe in ghosts.

23. I've never been skiing or snowboarding. I know, moment of silence.

24. I had an obsession with hand sanitizer until I wrote a research paper about it and realized I'm killing my immune system. Still use it for the good smells- but not as much.

25. I tie my shoes with two loops. Not the wrap-a-round.

26. I do not like to be late. Ever. And if I am, I'll probably apologize more than I need to.

27. I jumped off a cliff in Hawaii even though I'm afraid of heights.

28. The cliff mentioned above was 2 feet above the water. YOLO.


Hope you enjoyed! More fun soon.
peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

Ruach

At Jewish summer camp we would always have to have the most "ruach" meaning spirit. Whenever we did color wars or any competition, there was a very huge fight to have the most ruach.


I'd say I am a very spirited person. I love a lot, smile a lot, laugh too much. But where, do you ask, is this spirit coming from? Recently the term spirit animal has been taking social media by storm. You are supposed to pick an actual animal that looks or acts (or both) like you. If I was to choose, I'd probably pick a slow loris. I have similar buggy eyes and brown hair (fur). Also, the adjective slow describes me sometimes...Here's a picture for you to compare.















Always with the food, I'm telling you. But yeah, so that would represent my spirit animal. However, a new common theme is people making other objects and celebrities their spirit animals. I have compiled a list and will explain why these peculiar beings have become my backbone.




1. Olaf from Frozen and Anna from Frozen
-Okay. Olaf is everyone's spirit animal. He has zero filter, is super oblivious, and he loves warm hugs. How could you not be inspired by this little cutie? My favorite is when Anna asks if her hair looks bad and Christoph takes a second to answer. Olaf, "You hesitated". HAHA called out. And I love Anna because she is super relatable. All she wants is a little lovin'. Don't we all? And she wakes up with awful bed head and drool. Sounds familiar.

2. Stitch from Lilo and Stitch
-Not only can I do the voice of Stitch, I can also grow out 2 extra arms. Just kidding...but this aggressive "thing" makes me smile. I love the meaning of Ohana, and I wish Lilo and Stitch were in my Ohana.

3. Creed from the Office
-He's just so effing weird. I love it. But I also sometimes cringe at what he says.

4. Ke$ha
-Throw some glitter make it rainnnnn. I've been to one of her concerts. I had glitter on my body for weeks. She does what she wants, sings what she wants, and doesn't care what people think. We all need to learn a little something from mah girl K.

5. DW from Arthur
-The Original Sassmaster. As the current sassmaster, I'd like to thank DW (Arthur's little sister) for teaching me what I know. Many times she seemed like an annoying little sibling, but really she just didn't take anyone's shit. Kudos to this little nugget.

6. Any neopet
-Just like, this was my childhood. And who wouldn't want to play games all day, go shopping, and get fed omelettes.

7. Juni from spy kids
-If you need a recap on who this is, go rewatch the movie(s). So worth it. This prepubescent tot is very much in his awkward phase. He stands for all the awkward things I say and do daily. My favorite are his unnecessary side comments and very high short shorts. As one of my friends put it, they are the common day chubbies. *For those of you that don't know what chubbies are, they are a commodity for fratstars everywhere nowadays. See below:

Now I don't know these men but WOWZA, I'm a fan of the shorts.

8. Blu from Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends. He represents me in the way that he was not soft-spoken, and he liked to have it his way. I'm pretty stubborn sometimes, and just like Blu I need to get myself into a situation to learn that my way isn't always the best way. Plus he's adorable!

9. Chunk from the Goonies
-It is all about the Truffle Shuffle ladies and gentleman. I really don't know why this never got famous, but I don't hate that it didn't. Fun fact: I wear a sleep shirt that I got in New York that has Chunk doing the dance on it. I'm really cool; I know.




For now, that's all I can think of. But I do want to take a second to give a shout out to my favorite animals: whales. I don't think they are my spirit animal, per se. Mostly because I would not classify myself looking like a whale. But, they are so majestic and perfect and never will I let them go extinct. I've been whale watching 4 times (off Cape Cod and off Hawaii). So magical. 10/10 would recommend. So I had to give my whales some loving before ending this post.


We've got spirit, yes we do. We've got spirit; how about you!?

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

Crowned

What every princess deserves is a respectable man (or partner).

Since I am personally into the male gender, I'll speak about that. But really, love is blind. I'm a true believer of that. Love whoever makes you happy.


Ok hi. I have lived my whole life in college on the sheer fact that I deserve to have a fairytale life, filled with rainbows and unicorns and a man who would swim across an alligator-filled moat to rescue me. Right....Not really. But I do think that I have lived in a way where I'm not bound to settle for anything less than what I deserve. Most girls are in search for their prince charming, and they will find a guy who is somewhat charming and somewhat nice and somewhat "acceptable". But ladies, come on, let's not just settle.

Of course, at first a guy may seem perfect. But you have to really make sure that you're not just being, again, blind to the fact that flaws do exist. I'm not saying it's necessary to find someone with zero flaws. That would be lame and boring. I'm saying, though, to find someone that will not hide their flaws to make themselves look perfect. Mankind isn't supposed to be perfect. A true man will lay it all out on his sleeve. And if you like him, go for it. If not, then raise your standard. There is nothing wrong with having standards, but there is something wrong with thinking you'll find  someone with all your requirements of being "a suitable man". I had to learn this. I would get upset when boys would almost qualify but then one thing about them irritated me. Dating is about learning to accept people because you can't change them or any of their traits.

I cannot even count how many times my dad has told me, "Amy, you can't change people." I would get upset because someone wouldn't want to make time for me or a person wouldn't seek help if they needed it. I just wanted to help and/or be loved. But, daddy is always right. No matter how much I want to, I don't even try to change people anymore. In high school, I would do that all the time. Tell someone how it was "supposed to be". But hey, that was my opinion, what gave me the right? So now, I completely understand that people are their own person. If they don't want to make me a priority when they're dating me then bye felicia; I don't need to make you a priority. If they don't want to seek help and get better, ok well I tried. I do my best, in this stage of my life, to remember that I am in charge of me and only me.

But back to prince charming. Here are some qualities that I think are acceptable for a girl to look for:

1. Being Jim from the office. Haha just kidding but actually he has a great quality of caring.

For example, Jim would do anything for Pam. Even when she was unavailable to date. That shows how much sincerity and care he had for her. Boys, watch the office and focus on Jim. He's bae.

2. They must make you laugh. Who cares if it's cheesy or dumb, if a guy can bring a smile to a girl's face, they are doing something right.

3. Be there for you when you are broken to pieces. Self-explanatory.

4. Be the one to sometimes plan dates or surprise her with tickets to the Red Sox. Okay that's a little specific, but no shame in giving your girl a surprise that will be a great memory.

5. Show interest. Don't let her do all the talking. Engage in the conversation; it'll mean a lot.

6. Be respectful of her friends and family. You should want to meet them and impress them. But also don't try too hard...be yourself.

7. Don't be afraid to share your feelings. I think most girls (definitely me) really appreciate that.

8. Feel bad if you have to cancel. If you don't, then you obviously don't care enough. See number 1.

9. Making her a priority doesn't mean abandoning your friends and your life. Let her be a part of your life too. I'm sure she wants to meet your friends. And you should want to show her off to them.

10. Be 100 % you. If she likes your quirks, you're winning the game. What's the point of liking someone if they aren't actually being themselves?


Those are a pretty solid ten. But even so, there are other things I see in daily life on the streets of Boston that make me love LOVE. At every Sox game I go to I see someone get engaged to on the jumbo tron. RT if you cry every time. I do. Then I see random dudes on the subway with flowers. Gorgeous bouquets. And I smile to myself. Those flowers are going to make someone so happy. I wish I could see the person's face when they receive them. It's really a small gesture to show someone how much you love them/how much you care.

Lastly, a serious shout out to those who have been married for a million years. You are doing something way right. *quick plug for my parents who just had their 30th wedding anniversary <3* I think that is so sweet. It takes a lot to go through many years of the best and worst times.

I know as I become older and things get more serious with guys, I will be able to really have someone that fills these qualities. But for now, I'm happy as a clam (even though I don't understand that saying). Being single really has taught me a lot about myself, as cliche as it sounds. I'm seriously Amy Joy right now. Emphasis on joy. I smile all the time and continuously feel happy. Having a companion is awesome, but being able to love yourself is the first ingredient necessary before you can love someone else.

So boys: treat your lady like the princess she is.
Girls: Keep your head up all the time, so your tiara doesn't fall off. Don't get discouraged if a guy isn't who you thought he was. There are more. I promise.


And... my favorite disney princess is Belle because she looks like me (brunette). But I'm also conflicted because I despise the color yellow and that's what her dress is. Life is hard.


peace.love.meep
-amyJOY

Why The Letter T Is Significant

Hello Boston. Thank you so much for creating a subway system that has not only gotten me lost (an uncountable number of times), but you have also created the best names for every place these subways stop. Seriously, though, most of the stop names have a connection in my life.


First stop on my list (please tell me you rolled your eyes at that pun), Woodlawn. I don't really even know how I spotted this on the map.

 I can't even read the print for this on a normal sign unless I squint. And I can't decide which mode of transportation actually gets you there...however, that is not the point. Woodlawn Middle School Class of 2009. That's me! Oh what a lovely school. Full of really great teachers and wonderful lunch food. My awkward years were spent there. Well, the beginning of my awkward years. Actually I've always been awkward. Meep.

One of my favorite memories was in 8th grade when I was selected as the Mayor's Wife in the Music Man. I loved acting when I was younger, and this was my first huge part in a musical. I wish I still had pictures...




Next stop, Eliot. There's not much to say about this. I just used to babysit a really sweet child named Eliot through out high school. I loved the family! He had a brother named Evan too. I miss them.

Oh, other important places in Boston that do not have a name on the T (before I forget to mention). There is a place by my school called Mission Hill. This connection is ironic. The Mission Hill in Boston is known for crime and unrest. But the one at home- actually it's called Mission Hills at home- is the country club where I had my Bat Mitzvah party. LOLS. I think life is cool when one name can have several connotations.

Another stop is called Andrew, on the red line. Not only is it a boys name. It happens to be one of my exes names. So... there's that.

On to some more fun, have you ever wanted to visit Wonderland!? I have. Well, by the end of my time in Boston I will totally visit it. Just a casual ride on the Blue line.

Lastly, one of my absolute favorite stops, Northeastern. Hold the applause. Yes we do have our own stop. Conveniently located in front of the gym. When I want to work out after a long day of working, I go straight to the Northeastern stop. Otherwise I will not make it to the gym. My favorite is that every time you see people getting off at that stop, it's mostly students you know, getting home from coop or from meandering through the city. It's a cute little way to make me feel like my school belongs.


If it's not a T stop, is it even a relevant school?

 

The green line is treacherous and bumpy, but I'd ride it any day to get to my home at Northeastern.

Except during the winter. No patience for that.




peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

Roses Are Red-ish

816 tinder matches later...I think it's finally time to give a shout-out to the brave men who have messaged me. I'm going to entertain you readers with some of the best (actual worst) pick up lines I've seen.

But before that I think it's pivotal to explain why I'm on tinder. I used to shun my friends when they said they used it, and now I am that hypocrite who can't get enough. Something about talking to people I would have never met or even known existed gets me excited. So, I guess my reason for downloading the app was first and foremost to see if I got any matches. And second, if a guy messaged me, see where it went. I've heard horror stories of people getting catfished or meeting up and getting into trouble. I'm not an idiot. I am here for a good conversation...what's the worst that could happen from that?

Now part of me really hates tinder because it stands on the principle of seeing someone and judging them on what they look like. Self-validation is one of the reasons it's all the rage for my fellow millenials. I personally think it's so so nice when guys message me saying I'm really pretty or have a beautiful smile. But, I'd rather someone ask questions about me, learn my personality. And many guys have! You can write a little bio, and that's what sparks conversation usually. Here is mine:

One thing everyone knows...I love taco bell. Guilty pleasure. Not sorry about it. Anywho, some people write really interesting bios, others don't. See how this could be entertaining?!

I'm not going to lie; I've had some pretty decent conversations on the app. And I've been asked on dates and actually even gone on a few. Of course I background check those guys like crazy and at least talk to them for a week before meeting. But, it's been a fun time. I'm trying this new thing where I actually do spontaneous things rather than sit and watch netflix every night. You want to go watch sports at a restaurant on a Tuesday? Sure, why not. I'm tired of living the boring life, so adventurous Amy is on the rise.


I'm sure by now you're judging me for actually going on dates through an app seen as "just for hook-ups". But, I can honestly say that the guys I've met, and probably some others, are actually on there to talk and get out of their apartments as well. Not everyone is looking to use Tinder for the same thing. But contrary to what people think, I know there are decent people who just want to live it up and meet new people. Just like me :)



Alright, alright. On to the fun part...Here are some delectable pick up lines that either made me cringe or die laughing. I'm going to use their names just because I think it's funny how many names repeat. If I match another Colin or Matthew I swear...


Keith: You ever just lay down, look at the stars and think about how crazy the world is? Like why is there a D in fridge but no D in refrigerator?
**I told him he was insightful.

Jared: I am also a TacoBell enthusiast, can we get married?

Aaron: You owe me a new phone. Cause the second I saw TacoBell enthusiast, my jaw dropped along with my phone.
**Ok...yes most of these include TBell. Still not sorry about it.

I don't even know if this can be classified as a pick up line...but I cry every time.

Hunter: Am I a bad person if I haven't told my cat she's adopted?

Matt: If you were a vegetable you would be a cutecumber.
**cue the vomit

Alex: Well tinder says we would make beautiful kids but I think we should do drinks before we start working on the future models of America.
**Hmmm...I really do not believe that tinder told you that sir.

Tommy: Ever cook a honey-baked ham before?
**I seriously couldn't breathe when I got this message. I sat on my bed and cracked up. Like what?

Andrew: Scale from 1 to America, how free are you this weekend?

Ryan: It's weird, happiness usually begins with h but mine begins with you.

Jonathan: Soup cereal and amy from tinder.
(I had to ask this kid what he meant...)
Just 3 things I'd like to spoon.
**NEXTTTTTTT.

Matt: Are you my appendix? Because I dont understand how you work, but this feeling in my stomach makes me want to take you out.



PAUSE FOR ONE SECOND. I cannot stand when people can't use proper grammar. And I just found a few examples.

Justin: Hey gorgious
**I'm sorry, get off tinder right now, look up synonyms for gorgeous and use those. You kill me Justin. We could've had it all.

James: You smile could bring world peace.
********YOUR grammar could end my inner peace.


So there ya have it, folks. Just a few (believe me I sifted to find the best..and most appropriate) of my favorite tinder lines. And next time you think about embarrassing your friend because she/he is going on a tinder date, don't. You gotta try it!


Swiper no left swiping, swiper no left swiping.
Oh man.

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

Gimme Your Digits

On a lighter note than my recent posts (mostly because I've turned my brightness up on this screen), let's take a gander into the world of cellphones.

Am I attached to my phone? Yes. Do I think it is a bad thing, and I'm going to hell? No. Look, I'm sorry I spend a lot of time searching on my phone for funny memes or stalking cute boys on Facebook. I am, however, a college girl with the intention to make people laugh and to always be available for my people when they need me.

My friends from home used to ask why I was always by my phone. It was for them, though. I can recall one time I decided to avoid my phone for a day. Of course, that was the one time I was needed. I get back to my phone and have several missed calls and texts from one of my best friends. What is her problem, I think. Well, her problem was that she had a breakdown and was thinking terrible and unreasonable thoughts about if she wanted to keep living. And that is why, my friends, I will almost always have my phone on me. There is nothing I would rather do than calm someone down, help relieve their pain, and talk it out with them. Obviously that isn't a common occurence (praise da lord), but I still feel the need to pay attention to my phone, just incase.

There are times where I should probably set it down and pay attention in class, or I should spend 2 hours less a night scrolling through instagram and twitter. Okay, ya got me there. But the social aspect of being able to talk to my friends and make plans via text, has changed my life. And I think it's safe to say it has changed the world.

Ehhhh, that reminds me, though, of some annoying things that have come about due to texting.

1. Break-up texts...LOLS this has happened to me once after an 11-month relationship. Yes it was high school, but no it is not okay to do this. Be a man. But I will happily digress.

2. You can never tell if someone is being sarcastic or what their tone is.
EX: "I'm happy for you."
Does the period mean you aren't happy? I get the feeling you aren't happy for me. You're mean, and I hate you.

Things can easily spiral out of control when you get teenage angst mixed with texting.


BUT HEY. Texting has created the world of emojis. Yas. The best little icons that can spice up a conversation. My personal favorite I will show you:

That, and the smiling piece of poop. Whoever created emojis was definitely looking out for all of us when adding the poopie. But back to my fave- pictured above. It somewhat looks like me; she parts her hair like I do, and I might make that motion a lot when I am giving sass. So there ya go.


Phones have changed everything. Again, I'm not sorry to use one of the most incredible inventions. I am sorry, though, when people use it as an excuse to cover up who they really are. I would never post anything that I didn't feel was appropriate or 100% me. People need to learn how to be themselves, and the internet has unfortunately bred an easy ground to be someone else. More times than not I think to myself where I would be without my phone. Probably unable to find anything in Boston (though with the help of maps I still can't), I would probably have less dinner plans, and I would probably laugh a little less.


In all, are we anti-social? Or are we all just looking for a little technologic love?



peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

P.S. Enjoy this picture.

Turn That Frown Upside Down

"Ohhhh you make me smileeeeeeeeee." Name that song.


Through out college I have had some absolute awful days. Whether it was about grades, a breakup, even just something a friend said, there have been a few people who have kept me sane through those times. One of those people is my big sister (from my sorority), Haley. Never before have I met someone as bubbly and kind as she is. Not only is she nice to me because I'm her little, she's always the same to everyone. For so many reasons I picked Haley to be my big, and I'm so so thankful that she accepted me as her little.

My first memory of Haley was when I was going through sorority recruitment. What happens at my school, is that you must attend all 8 sororities the first night of recruitment. That means 20 minute parties at each "house". My mother is a lifelong sister of AEPhi (Alpha Epsilon Phi), so I talked to her before recruitment and decided I was not going to make my decision based off of that. However, the first person I met in AEPhi was Haley. And I was sold. I came back every night, waved at her and was reminded how happy she was in AEPhi. Later I found out that she's just always happy- which makes everyone else happy.

It's kind of like a contagious disease. Probably not the cutest way to describe it. But I was even talking to my little sister Tamra (also from my sorority), and she told me that whenever she was with friends on campus and spotted Haley, she would always have the biggest grin. Tamra's friends commented about it as well saying, "Is she always so happy? Where can I get some of what she's having?" I loved hearing that story because it's 100 percent accurate. Every time I see Haley we get huge eyes and a huge smile (all the teeth) and embrace. I've been so so lucky, and I could never tell her enough how much she helps me through my lows. Plus, her mom is a riot (and if you're reading this Ivy, you're the "cool" mom).


I suppose I should probably mention my little one now, Tamra. She started reading my blog and was frustrated she wasn't in it. Here's to you, freak. So Tamra and I are actually the same person. We look alike (as do Haley and I), we speak with similar phrasing, we hate all the same things, and we act the same. It's truly a blessing to be so close to both my big and my little. Tamra is able to relate to me so well, all the time. We even have a snapchat streak of over 90 days. That's three months of snapchatting every day. Sorry not sorry. I cannot imagine taking a better, more suitable little for me. Can't wait for 3 more awkward years of us and our shenanigans (until I graduate and become a real person).

**sidenote: I just realized I can put pictures on here!!! So you can see that my friends are real. Solid.

Tamra, Haley, me

 

Well now I feel like I should mention Jenny (my grandbig) and Niss (first name Nicole, my great grandbig) because they are amazing too! Both of these girls help me out in the realm of learning how to "do" Boston. Niss works for a cool company, Tablelist, that helps people book tables at bars and clubs. She's going to help me plan my 21st birthday! She is a conosseiur of night life, and I'm glad to have her present because she is so fun and lovable. Jenny was the president when I joined, so I was of course extremely in awe of her. She's a fashionable leader who is also smiley and nice all the time. She's also super smart and just well-rounded in general.
 Wow, I got so lucky with my "Phamily".

Tamra, Haley, me, Jenny, Nicole

Besides my sorority sisters, who have been there for me from the beginning, I also have other individual friends and a group of friends that have highly impacted me, and are worth talking about.


First I'll mention the group of friends. Since the beginning of freshman year I assumed that I was going to find a group of people that could compare to my close-knit group of friends at home. But until April of my sophomore year, I didn't. It plagued me forever. I felt like a misfit. Of course I had tons of friends, but no one really considered me part of their group. When co-op started, I became friends with one of the guys who was also co-oping at my company, Matt. We ended up getting lunch together everyday and sharing funny vines or tweets. And.....now we're best friends. He is one of the best quasi-therapists ever. He also has impeccable grammar. But I digress. In April he introduced me to his friend group, and the rest is history. I love love love the girls because they so quickly accepted me as their friend, and now we're really close. We go shopping, we see movies, and we eat. A lot. And of course the guys are great too. Super fun, super fresh. I don't even know what that means but it works. They also understand all of my amyisms and use them as well. Which is fantastic.

(Pictured: me, Sam, Ally - just a few of the girls)

(Matt and I)

Individuals that have really helped me out during my two years tend to be males..I don't know why but it probably has to do with the fact that they're less dramatic. I wanted to leave the drama in high school, so I guess I've shied away from girls a little. An example is my friend Marc who was the first person I met and chatted with at orientation. We have been friends ever since. Every once in a while he will text me and make my day. It's those sort of people that you never want to lose. This summer we have gotten closer and see each other for dinner occasionally. He is one of my best friends, and always has stellar advice.

Kevin is another best friend that I've had since the way beginning of my time at Northeastern. Whenever we hang out, we are always laughing. Also he is equal with me in our knowledge of Spongebob. And that, my friends, is exceptional.



Isaac and I

 

Marc and I

The last guy, Isaac, is also one of my best friends. I see him too often, and we have a lot of sass exchanging, but I love this kid. We met freshman year because he is in AEPi, and I'm in AEPhi. Both Jewish organizations (mostly). We do events together like Pi a Phi where people pay money to our philanthropies to throw pies at us. Last year Isaac and I both participated. We also went on Birthright together. I'm shocked the tourguide put up with us for 10 days. He likes to refer to me as a bro because we pretty much act like siblings, and I'm better at video games than him. He would never admit it though hehe. I love how Isaac is always there for me, and he truly cares. Yeah, he's silly, but he does have a giant heart.


Kevin and I



I thought of a girl!

Hayley and I

Hayley is another great friend that makes me laugh with her faces and ridiculous adventures. She even let me stay with her at her home in Toronto last summer. I love this girl for always keeping me entertained. Lots of Haley/Hayleys in my life.


I feel bad if I left anyone out, but these are really the people who have been there either the whole time, or have made the time I've known them feel like forever. In a good way.


I know that if I'm ever in need of a smile, I don't have to look far. I really just have to snapchat these folks. But without the convenience of snapchat, I know that just around the corner are some of the people that have made my heart full and happy here at Northeastern. And I want to thank all of them so much for that.


If you answered the question at the beginning of this post, I hope you answered Smile by Uncle Kracker. Pat yourself on the back if you got it right. Stop reading if you didn't.


peace.love.meep

-amyjoy

P.S. The blank space bothers me too, but after a ton of time trying to figure out how to format pictures on this, I'm giving up. Just like so many other things in my life: soccer, gymnastics, my diet.

 

State Of The Union 2015

Sorry not sorry that I used to read the series "The Clique" about teenage girls who were popular and about their luxurious lives. It was very intriguing, but I especially enjoyed when the main character would make her own "state of the unions" about what was in and what was out. Totally rad, totally drag.

So why not make my own? College vs. high school, here we go.


High school                                                         College
Jello cups                                                             Jello shots
Homecoming                                                        Formal
Sleepovers                                                          Hangovers
All day class                                                      Whenever you feel
Parents                                                                     RAs
Physical Education                                             Burritos
Permission slips                                                    yolo swag
Pizza                                                                     Free pizza
Animal bands (bracelets)                                     concert wristbands
Whine                                                                    Wine
Teachers                                                                Professors
Mom/Dad                                                             Uber
Choir                                                                    A Capella
Midnight snack                                                     2 AM food run
Sweet 16s                                                              21st birthdays
Excitement for the future                                       Anxiety about the future
Need for acceptance                                             Understanding others might not like you
friends you've known forever                                 Friends after just days                     
TiVo                                                                         Netflix
Girlfriends                                                                 Sorority Sisters
Tbell= Tinkerbell                                                      Tbell= taco bell

I don't know. I guess those are just a few of the differences that I have noticed. Obviously I will add if I feel necessary. I cannot believe how much I have grown due to starting college. Not only am I 1000 miles away from home, but I also had to start over. No friends, no knowledge of what I was getting myself into, no anything. Guess you could say that I've adapted alright. I still can't navigate to save my life, but I'll get there. Maybe.

One thing I'm so glad didn't travel to college from high school was the unnecessary drama. Do not even make me snap my fingers in a "Z" formation.

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

System Down

Woof.

Do you ever just have one of those days where nothing had to go wrong to make you upset? If not then congrats on life- you're an inspiration. If so, keep reading.

I woke up this morning and got ready per usual. Mornings for me are always a bit groggy just because I'm used to waking up after 9 for classes (thanks to me for scheduling them that way), but for work I wake up at 7:30. RT if you cried. I cry. All the time. But anyway, I rummaged through fifty potential outfits, brushed my teeth, put my Charlie Card in my pocket, and left. When I got to the elevator, it was all wet because the janitorial crew had just cleaned it. I stepped in and almost passed out from the fumes of the cleaning supplies. First awesome encounter of the day.

Then I stumbled down Columbus Avenue to work and probably almost got hit by 3 cars and 4 bikers, but I don't really pay attention. I arrive just as the T is filling up with people, so I run down the stairs. Unnecessary exercise for my overtired body that thought it was a good idea to go out till late last night. Anywho, I made a weird entrance onto the train as this random guy watched. I pretty much leaped, so the door wouldn't hit me.

 Finally I got to work. But all I can think about on these days is getting home and napping. But, I can't. Because I have to be responsible and do laundry, and go to the gym, and eat. Cue me whining. Sometimes it's just hard to make it through the day without feeling this tense, angsty way. Add on the emotions, and the day seems to increase in time ten-fold...and slow down.

Alas, I find my way home, skype with my therapist (daddy), and sleep it off. I know people get annoyed when people use anxiety or depression as an excuse for anything, but it's real. Nothing feels worse than going out with friends and being the wet blanket. But I can't help it sometimes. There are really just times I take one for the team and sit out. So don't get mad at your friends when they're having a bad day and don't want to go out. Yes, there are times where my tension can be lifted by the warm spirits (and alcoholic spirits), but others are a no-go.

My advice to anyone dealing with any anxiety at all, be it big or small, talk it out. You'd be surprised at the amount of people who go through similar times and eerily have the same thoughts as you. Obviously don't only surround yourself with anxious people, because then you will all sit and have a pity party. But you can connect and create better relationships by bonding over the fact that being anxious is part of human nature. Some just have to deal with a little more than others.


Being a chemistry major makes me want to believe that medicine is the best solution to this problem. But it isn't. I know so many people that use medicine that has zero effect on them and their haze. Using medicine needs to be supplemented with seeking counsel. It's not embarrasing! If you're anything like me, you don't have any problem relaying your problems and asking 20 different people for their opinions. The only reason I'm functional ever is because I have such a solid support system.


Ugh. Now I just want to hug all my people. And nap. There's still that.


peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

What's In A Wonderball?

I miss the 90s.

Not only did we have all the angst in the world, us millenials used to have the best disses and phrases of all time.
"SIKKKKE" whenever we said something then rescinded it.
"I'm rubber. You're glue. Whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you" whenever someone said something you didn't find nice.
"Guess what?! Chicken butt. Guess who?! Chicken poo. Guess where?! In your hair!" Just because.
We also had phenomenal toys that taught us lessons. I learned from tomagatchis that taking care of a "pet" is annoying because all they do is eat and poop. Somewhat a blessing when the battery died on those things. Otherwise you'd sit at your desk and pray you wouldn't get in trouble for secretly cleaning your virtual "things" shit. Another fascinating toy was the mighty bean. I spent (my parents spent) so much money on those insignificant little pieces of plastic. All they did was move weirdly when you placed them on the ground. Yawn. Something tells me I should not have had more than 1. They all do the same thing! Regardless, I had 200. Pretty regretful.

Another crowd favorite was the jelly ball attached to a string you put on one finger. It was somewhat like a yo-yo but with jelly as its decided state of matter. Those got banned in school because someone on the news accidently strangled themselves with it. Woof. Thanks kid, for ruining it for the rest of us. But actually, in all honesty, it was better for us not to have them at school. Kids are mean and steal. Reminds me of the time my red Razor scooter was stolen at the bus stop. RIP.

There were always the best board games too. My personal fave was skip bo. No one really knows about this one, but an au-pair of mine bought it for me for my birthday. That's another thing I had in the 90's, au-pairs.

So many people judge me when I bring up that I had au-pairs. "You're such a spoiled brat." No, I'm not. My parents have always both been really hard workers, and when you have two small children, usually you hire a babysitter or nanny. That's exactly what an au-pair is, yet they're from abroad. Really my parents did my sister and I a favor because we learned about some of their cultures. Each one would stay a year (if we liked them) and drive us to friend's houses and play with us after school. She would live in our house with us, cook us dinner if my parents were running late from work. No harm in that- just a full-time babysitter.

Some of my au-pairs we stayed in touch with! One even came to my Bat Mitzvah. I was so happy she was there. It was definitely a cool aspect of my childhood to have a girl from a different country (such as South Africa, Slovakia, Sweden, etc.) stay with us. It was also good for me because I was a chubby kid and usually they made me play outside rather then rot inside playing neopets or club penguin.

Going to the park alone would suck, but with an au-pair it ruled. Similarly she would play pretty pretty princess with my sister and I...and break us up when we fought about the crown. Wow, the 90s were excellent. Even the early 2000s were not shabby either. One of the first (and only) memories from the millenium celebration was when I went to Montessori- my preschool- after winter break. We always would recite the date that it was. Of course, being the loud mouth I was, I volunteered because I wanted to be the first of the year. Shockingly, I was called on!! The excitement was unreal. I stated, "It is January (whatever date it was) 1999." And right as I finished, this juvenile meanie screamed, "No it isn't! It's 2000. She's wrong."

K.


Unfortunately the 90s ended and it was time to say Bye, Bye, Bye to gel pens and polly pocket.
Barbies will live forever. Just saying.

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

Colloquial?

There are so many comments that come out of my mouth daily- both in response to others and also just because.

I like to call these words and phrases amyisms. Other people for sure use them, but definitely not always in the same way. What I say is a part of who I am, and so these weird sayings I've conjured up are definitely a label for my humor, personality, and life. So maybe it's time to explain some of these amyisms.

1. Meep.
First and foremost, absolute number one. All around bae. I doubt there is a single friend of mine who has not heard this escape my lips at some point or another. I guess I use it as a filler. Some people will say nothing in an awkward silence or during a conversation when there's a lull. Somehow my brain doesn't appreciate silence, and would rather meep.

2. Cool beans.
Figuratively of course. Because we all like hot beans. Kind of sarcastic at times, sometimes completely truthful. Just a way to say something that someone said is interesting. This phrase kind of makes my stomach hurt. Beans beans the magical fruit...

3. Same.
Two forms of context. A) You actually agree and want the other person to know. B) Something really weird just happened, and to make all your friends uncomfortable you refer to it and say "Same."

4. Ratch.
Short for ratchet. Obviously overused in the world of college sorority girls, but I can't help it. I refer to probably 10 things a day as ratch. From the state of the MBTA, to the convenience store produce. Sorry not sorry.

5. Retweet to save a life/Retweet if you cried.
For my generation, these are pretty common. I don't think, however, many people use them in real life. For example, when something quasi-unfortunate happens like a friend drinks too much or loses keys, I say RT to save a life. And when something hilarious/usually very uncomfortable and awkward happens, you RT if you cried. Makes sense on twitter, less sense in real life.

6. Brb crying.
Usually not literal. Usually...

7. Dead.
Got this one from my lovely sister Katie. Obviously not actually dead. But somewhere between crying myself into a puddle on the floor because of laughter or "wow I can't believe you said that" sort of a vibe.

8. Oy.
I gotta say this. It's in my Jewish blood. Something goes wrong, oy vay.

9. Can't breathe.
Similar to number 7: dead. However, this one is when all hell breaks loose or can also be when you can't breathe due to laughing. Anxiety is the main reason for this phrase.

10. Womp/Woof.
Damn. Something did not go my way. Or someone tells you something unfortunate and there's nothing you or that person can do about it. Woof.



 Other fan favorites:
"Is it chili day at work?!"
"Can we not and say we did?"
"I literally cannot even with you"
"Can we uber?"
"Can you not?"


 It was pretty hard to pick a top ten. But I hope everyone who reads this and knows me gets a giggle. You've definitely heard me say one of these. And if you haven't, retweet to save a life.


Word(s).

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

Ambience Is A Big Word

Oh yes, let's talk about my social life. One of the best and one of the most anxiety-causing facets of my life.

First of all, this past week had to have been one of the craziest ones I've had in a while. Mostly due to my 4-night streak of going out. Oops. But hey, it's summer, and there is no schoolwork for me to do...however, there is work the next morning. I've learned that it is far less delightful to commute on the T when you cannot breathe because of nausea. Pretty sure that's common sense, but it's all too real the next day after a long night.

My favorite is that when I go out with friends I always monitor what I'm consuming.
"I'm on a diet," I say.
"But nachos," my friends say.
And I cave.

Aside from my passion for sangria, I've really started to branch out of my comfort zone with different food and drinks. Places in Boston have piqued my interest for many reasons:

1. Some restaurants have a wide range of menu items, so I usually can find something on my "diet" if I'm feeling it that day..I was at one that had curry, tacos, burgers, and salads all on the same menu. Kind of made me dizzy. I looked up that restaurant on yelp, and it said "GOTTA GET THE TOTS." So naturally I got the tots, and they rocked my world. Napoleon Dynamite would have been proud.

2. Another thing is the ambience of certain restaurants/bars. I went to one that I literally have a hard time recalling, not due to intoxication, rather due to the fact that there were so many quirky details to the place. A toy train moves around the restaurant above head. I showed my best friend, and we couldn't stop laughing. Next there is the famous $1 chicken guy. He's a little man that legitimately has a big KFC style tub of chicken skewers. He goes around and sells them for one dollar to all the drunk people. Must make a fortune. Lastly, there is karaoke at this place. What's funny about that, is that you can put your name on the list, but there are always 80 thousand people in front of you. But by the time they call a new person to come up, the line cuts in half because of all the drunk people who left or don't remember their names. Just a fun, fun place.

One other place that is really cool and hipster-y is The Thinking Cup on Newbury St. Not only do they have the best desserts (ex. fruit tarts), they also make designs on top of your coffee with powdered sugar or something of the sort. You can even get a heart on your coffee. I don't drink coffee, but I would if someone bought me a heart coffee. Just saying.

3. Lastly, I want to discuss how expensive everything is in this city. This doesn't really pique my interest in the way that I'm excited about it per se. But, it makes me wonder why everything has to be so expensive. Like do I really have to pay that extra 60 cents for a miniscule side of marinara sauce? According to my favorite brunch place, I do. Also, maybe it's more expensive here because a lot of things aren't taxed. I get shocked every time I buy something at a store, and it's exactly the price on the tag. No complaints on that one.



So yeah. Recently I've been exploring Beantown with friends, and it's been great. Yesterday I got almost 16,000 steps recorded on my handy dandy iPhone, meaning I walked all around the city. I love just meandering next to the Charles and seeing different buildings that have certain significances. My favorite is when people I'm with teach me about those buildings or give me fun facts about Boston. Because then......I can share them with my blog! And I also share them with my friends, and they think I'm wise. Win win, I must say.


It's also really fun to go out and meet new people. Every time I go out, I at least meet one cool person that I would have never known. I think that's the coolest thing. Again, I'm super into how people cross paths for a reason. Even if it is a minute reason. Even if they were just there to provide entertainment in the form of a joke or a comment. People are unique and cool, and I hope everyone I meet thinks the same about our little interactions.

This week, I think I'll stay in more and watch the amazing Blackhawks fight for the Stanley Cup. Especially because I'm the biggest (fairest of all the weather) fan. Cheers to that!

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

Itsy Bitsy

"It's the little things"

It really fricken is. Like when I walk to work in the morning, I think I learn more about society than any other time. For example, I'm starting to believe that the gender titled "male" has this urge to skip a step every time they come to stairs. Not once, but maybe 43 times I've seen boys do this. Then there's me and the little old lady next to me, quickly hustling along, stair by stair. What gives?

Another thing. Why do construction workers eat at like 9 AM in the morning? Like actual food, not breakfast food. Okay I guess breakfast food is actual, but they eat like pizza and chips. How long have they been working? Is this their mid-day break? Can't even imagine.

I feel so bad for women who have to dress up for work. As a chemistry intern, I was told to "wear clothes that won't allow me to get burned if I spill acid on me." Ok... noted. I wear jeans to work every day. Unfortunately, even in the hot summer. But what's worse is wearing skirts and dresses because Boston is soooo windy. I think the windy city (represent) has an opponent for that title. So while I worry about my hair blowing out of control, other women have to worry about their dresses flying up. It just ain't fair. But I digress.

Oh, this is good. Have you ever just bonded with a complete stranger over something that happens in public? For example, a few days ago on the subway, there was a guy practicing some sort of kung fu craziness. Totally respect him, but he was using up a lot of space. During rush hour. Anyway, while I asked myself if I should get a video to share with my friends, I ended up just exchanging smirks with my neighbors on the train. And for some reason, it was satisfying to bond with people I don't even know. Then I got off the train and went on with life. But for a moment, those people crossed my path, and I don't know. I felt some type of way thinking about it later.

Like what if I cross their paths again? I'll probably not recognize them, and they probably won't recognize me. I have the same commute every day. Do people notice me for a second or third time? I've seen some characters that I have noticed multiple times. Personal favorite is potato guy. It's this dude that has a long commute (most likely), so he curls up in the same place, in the same car, at the same time EVERY DAY. Reminds me of a potato. Which reminds me of lunch. Which makes me sad because it isn't right now.

I guess if they had to come up with a name for me it would be "backpack girl." There is not one person who I have not hit with my backpack on that crowded train. By accident of course... Too many people. So little room. Dang, now thinking about it, people probably have a negative connotation of me as a commuter. Gotta fix that, but how? Maybe I should start giving out Kind bars or free water bottles. That'd be sick. Not on that college budget though...

Three cheers for free things. I'm telling you, it's the little (and free) things.

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

All for a Penny

You know...sometimes just because I pick up a penny on the street, crossing 4 lanes of traffic and two honking T subways to do so, it doesn't mean I'm Jewish.

But I admit, I am Jewish. My friends always make jokes about shekels (Israeli currency) and make remarks about my frugality. I think I work it. Sorry not sorry that I pick up coins on the street and weeks later find it in my pocket just in time to give it to a homeless person. It's all about giving my friends.


I think being Jewish in Boston has really changed my view of Judaism. At home, in the Jewish suburbia of Illinois, everyone is similar in their ways. You go to Sunday school and Hebrew school for years, have your bar/bat mitzvah and then some people quit and others continue going. I continued, which I'm happy about. But here, holy moses, you cannot even define the types of Judaism here.

Let me list the types I have come across:
1. The rabbi who went with my trip to Birthright. He is a phenomenal person, very spiritual. However, he was born Christian. Isn't that an interesting tidbit?

2. The AEPi Boys who would never marry a goy. They go on jswipe dates and just want to bring that Jewish girl home to mom and bubbe.

3. The Jewish girls that are all over Hillel. I love their curly hair and Israeli jewelry. Peace love Birthright, amirite?

4. Those who will go to Hillel for free food. Can't say I haven't done this.

5. People who are just Jewish.

6. Those who are parked out at Schwarma places and let their friends know when there is a sale on bagels and lox at the local grocer.

Then there's me. I think Birthright made me more religious in the way that I want to learn more about the spirituality and life of Jews everywhere. I want to explore and meet my people. And my love for hummus and falafel was just increased exponentially, so there's that.


So where are all the stereotypes from the past? Big noses, rich folks, frugal people, nagging grandma. Well most of those exist here as well. Except grandma.  In fact, whenever someone says they're from Long Island, most people assume they're Jewish and wealthy. And usually they are. Is it right to make these stereotypes? I don't know. But I personally will laugh with my friends whenever we see a stray penny because they know, and I know, that I'm about to pounce.


Shalom bitches.

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

Neverland

So why am I "Lost in Boston" you may ask.

First off, nothing is structured in this city. I don't think I can name one street that does not bend in a peculiar way, altering my sense of direction 50 plus times. Second, I'm pretty sure GPS and any tracking systems malfunction because they literally have no clue where anything is. Want to go out to dinner? Your best bet is to go somewhere across the street because unless you leave 3 hours and 15 minutes before your reservation, you won't make it. Ok. A little dramatic, yes. But I have never successfully gotten out of an uber and found the correct address. What's wrong with me?

Aside from my lack of ability to find anything ever, I'm kind of lost in the wanderlust that I feel here. I just want to explore and not know where I am (easy enough). Where I'm from, a little town in Illinois, seriously situtated on corn fields, everything is off one main road. Route 22. That was always how I got to school, got to my friends house, got to food. 'Twas my beacon. Now what the hell am I doing in this huge, directionless city? No fricken clue.

Going to school at Northeastern has really changed my life. From College Shirt Day senior year of high school until now, the start of my 3rd year at NEU, I've definitely grown. Wouldn't it kind of be sad if I hadn't? I think so. Anywho, that day of high school literally no one knew what my school was.
"Oh you're going to Northwestern?! Good for you! You're so smart"
"Northern Illinois University? No way, me too!"
"Northeastern Illinois University? Cool bruh"


FALSE. NONE OF THE ABOVE. I was actually hurt that no one knew my school. They didn't know our academic awards, our co-op program, our amazing football team (too soon, RIP). But, since then I've learned that it doesn't matter. Some of my best friends still don't know the name of my school. What's important is that I know, and I succeed and make a name for myself and for Northeastern.

Happily, Northeastern is located in the heart of Boston. Or so I think...I don't really know anything about the layout as stated before. This urges me to try and explore the city. I've been to so many random places within Boston and the surrounding areas, which is great, but there's always more. I sometimes rely on my Masshole friends (people who grew up around here) to show me the ropes. Especially for transportation...

Common phrases I use:
"So how do I even MBTA?"
"What T line is that? Like color and letter"
"What the hell. Are we outbound or inbound?"

Yikes, I'm really a mass. Haha get it? No. You don't get it, and I don't get how to ride public transportation. But, I'm learning.


It has been a fun ride thus far.

peace.love.meep
-amyjoy

p0$t3d

Retweet if you cried.

This has become my anthem. Not because I excessively cry about things like grades, boys, and drama...never. Mostly because this generation has found comfort in posting relateable memes, gifs, tweets, vines, what have you. If you're not on social media, what kind of lame person are you? Amirite? NO. I am wrong.

I miss the days where I would have to wait to show my friends something funny until I saw them next. Where I could see their reactions to my joke or picture. When pictures were not virtual. When I actually spent time outside. My parents would probably laugh at me, saying I spent time outside as a child. However, besides my fangirling over neopets and faking sick at summer camp to come home and play just one more round of Turmac Roll, I did enjoy being young and jumping in sprinklers in my yard.

I was also a camp counselor for 2 years. My campers were 3 and 4 years old. Half of them would take my phone and know how to use it- for selfies of course. I'm sorry, what? Literally you can't even spell your name. What has happened to blocks and lincoln logs? Does anyone use anything but an i-Pad for schooling anymore? There must be an app for everything imaginable. I wish there was an app to show society how much more fun we could have without our technology.

Don't get me wrong, it's great sometimes. I am a huge fan of memes and gifs. Also, it's nice to be able to connect with long lost relatives and people when they're abroad. Even though, they probably should be enjoying their times abroad...but that's none of my business. I just think, one day a year, we could drop our phones (not in the toilet) and computers and just be ourselves. We don't need to mask ourselves on the internet with filters and cheesy quotes. Is that really you...or nah?

Who am I to talk, though? I have been trying all semester to get vine famous because I think I'm funny. I think my most popular vine got two favorites and one revine. Hold me back, I'm on fire. What's actually quite interesting about this day and age, is that people are making a living off of being vine or youtube famous. 6 seconds, I guess, can really make a difference. Then those people go to all these award shows and meet other famous people. I'm sorry, what is life. How do I become one of you?

My whole life I have just wanted to make others laugh. It's one of those satisfying feelings you get. Like beating your friends at flappy bird, or like realizing the grading curve is a thing. So, for now I'll just keep on scrolling and laughing and liking and tweeting and revining. But most importantly, I'll share the laughter and posts with my friends. If you didn't share a post, does it even exist?


peace. love. meep
-amyjoy