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Posted on: September 19, 2010

We got to the airport so early today!  We were there 3 hours before our flight took off.  It was delayed an hour on top of that so we sat in LaGuardia for 4 hours!  I tried to teach my mom how to play games on my iPod while I did homework.  I didn’t puke on the plane this time!  I know I said I was going to try not to drink Starbucks approximately 2 days ago, but I visited the one in baggage claim at O’Hare.  I got myself a raspberry mocha and a danish and my mom a white chocolate mocha.  My dad went to get the car and my mom and I headed to a spot where he could pick us up easily.  I got a tray for the coffee and handed my mom’s to her.  I took a sip of mine and put it back in the tray that was resting on top of a concrete barrier.  The wind blew and knocked it over! It hit the ground upside down and spilled all over the street.  Welcome home, Lisa! I picked it up and my mom insisted I go get a new one.  I marched my angry butt back downstairs and ordered another.  The girl recognized me (probably because I was still eating the danish) and asked me what happened to the first raspberry mocha.  I told her it spilled and she didn’t charge me for a new one.  I thought that was very nice!  We made it home safely! When I was unpacking and showing my dad things we bought, I pulled out the T-shirt I got for Jeremy and realized it was 2 sizes too big! I’m upset about it, but what can you do? We had Chinese for dinner and I tried to do a little homework, but now I’m going to bed! I have to get up early to finish some homework and head back to the city for a full day of classes.  Here’s a poem I wrote about NYC for class:

If I could just stay here

In Times Square where every moment that passes is captured by the flash from a visitor’s camera

Where people from all over the world come to see some of America’s greatest treasures and enjoy a cup of coffee in Central Park

Where the Statue of Liberty is just around the corner and America’s beginning lies

Where the streets come alive

With music and dancing and lights

If I could just stay here

In a place where I’m just another new face

Where no one knows me or where I’ve been

And on the crowded streets, I simply blend in

The smell of fried food and hotdogs everywhere

Taxi cab traffic and car horns that blare

If I could just stay here

Among the ruins of one of our nation’s greatest tragedies

My fingers pressed against the glass, starring out over the ripped remains of Ground Zero

Picturing that horrible day and the futures that were taken away

If I could just stay here

The buzz of the city continuing around me

Songs from Broadway that spill out onto the street

Signs, stores, ads, souvenir stands

People that rush by, cell phone in hand

If I could just stay here

I would not have to face the world alone

I could stand beneath the Broadway street sign, posing for a picture with my hand on my hip, a smile on my face

Forever frozen in time and place.


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  • BFF: LOVE this post. The third picture is my favorite and really resonates with me. Instead of comparing our lives to those of others, we should be immense
  • Cindy Friesen: Im so glad you are having fun! I cant wait to see pictures! Have you had a Paini yet or a Crepe?! How about Tapas and Paella? Or Sangria!!!! Are you g
  • Kiersten Trillhaase: You can have this AND a Mastiff or Great Dane, but you cannot choose it over the other dogs- I will not let you. P.S. Love the post about skyping


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