I guess its time to say farewell to the Thanksgiving Journey. It was good, it was interesting, and I toast to new ones that may come my way.

Sam's House
So I spent my first couple days at Sam's House. I had Thanksgiving Dinner there and we watched lots of movies. We also went to Philly. That was interesting. Everything was quite quaint.

Claire's House
Sam dropped me off at Claire's which is all the way up north. We went to the beach with her dog and I could see Manhattan. Whoa! I am like all the way on the opposite end of Jersey. So anyways very quaint.
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It is strange to me that I spend so much time away from home. There are so many good people in this world who will take you in. Thanksgiving is a time of family, but it was just not possible this time. I really felt like I was part of one anyways. One that accepts me for who I am. And then there is home. But what is home? Is home an actual physical place or just a state of mind?

I feel lost, dazed and confused. My life in Jersey and Texas seem to be diverging. I have come upon two paths. Can I doddle down the middle or am I just lost in the intersection of the paths of lives. Home is so lost to me, a hazy place far in the distance of my mind. It is a series of electronic noises and letters that I see on my computer screen and my phone. If I could say, what is not in front of my eyes can not truly exist, can it? We say there is a forest in Alaska, but I say there can not be for I am not looking at it. It is far too unknown to me. How can I believe it? Believing is Seeing, they say. I can no longer see, so can I believe? Would I be breaking into the boundries of faith, faith in the fact that home exists in a physical form?

When I came here, I felt like I was back home. The trees wave away in the distance as the raritan flows in front of them. Leaves frolic across the dusty college ave. The icy breath of new brunswick greets all who enter, as the palacial towers of Johnson & Johnson intimidate. This must be home, a home of friends, a home of family. Where else can I find such a true love?

To all the Journeys ahead, ones of life, ones of death, ones of all in between. To more adventure to more things to be seen, there is a world out there and two eyes that want to see it all.

Ahh the colors of fall are in full swing. Halloween is here and all sorts of changes are happening everywhere. Over the weekend I went to a Halloween Club Party in the city (like usual). I have been abusing my iPod like no other too. My Halloween outfit is a gladiator one. It was expensive, gah!!!

I really hate how lifes been treating me. Its been rough. I somehow always cope. Its rather sad and pathetic that I can cope better with stress than anything else that hits me. People suck in general, except the people you know pretty well and its not that they don't mess up at times either, but that you can forgive them easier. I wanna tighten my bonds around me and maybe make something with one of them.

I hate how clubs are just filled with sluts. No one wants to get to know you, they just want to sleep with you. You are nothing to them except physical attraction. And now with winter in full swing you just need someone to warmen up with, but then there is no one who wants to do that. They just wanna sleep with you.

Anyways Saturday's excursion was random, spontaneous, and stupid like everything I do with my life. I get to Penn Station and I am like "wtf am i doing in NY? fuck this. I wanna go see Babel!!!" I run to the theater and call Justin and am like "fuck club, I wanna see a movie" and hes like "ok..I wanna see a movie too" Now hes driving into the city, so I'm like running around times square looking for clothing stores...cause I forgot my jacket and it was cold!!!! So I buy a jacket. So I walk back to the movies and notice that its getting dark on there. Mind you its around 1am. So I am like, oh well there is a 1:30 showing. Then I realize that it was 1:30 pm!!! I was reading the times for the next day!!! The theater was closed!!!! Gagh!!!

OMFG
So while I was typing this entry my dorm caught on fire. Now this is a very interesting story, because I am so heavily involved. So I decide midway entry that I need to use the restroom. Feeling to dishonor the coed bathroom policy, I walk to the opposite end of my dorm to the men's restroom. Immediately I see tons of smoke and it smells really icky. Not only that, but the fire alarm is ringing on that end of the hall. Now mind you, this dorm is filled with people. When I entered the area there was no one in the hall. So in all this mystery I am like "wtf". Mind you, I am absolutely apathetic and hate this dorm. So I doddle back to my room and say to my roommate.

"umm I think the dorm is on fire"
"really?"
"umm yeah"
"are you kidding me"
"errr no"

So we walk over to the hall and its like "wtf!!! OMG!!!" "wtf!!!!" Some guy at the end of the hallway comes out and sees the smoke. Hes like "whats going on". Now mind you, he is right in the pit of the smoke and smell. we reply "the dorm is on fire". He shrugs his shoulders and goes back to sleep. Wtf???? While we are doing this a girl nearby follows us and starts running and is like "OMG!!! whats that smell!!! whats going on!!" So we all three start screaming and yelling like stupid college students that we are. Then finally someone comes out of his door, the hall president. He is like WTF!!! Pull the fire alarm. So he pulls that bitch, and the girl gets hysterical and starts screaming!!! "OMG!!!! FIRE!!! WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE" She starts running, and like animal instinct we all start running. She starts banging on doors screaming "Fire!!! Fire!!!!" And that ends the story.

20 minutes later we find out that someone was smoking in their room. Now the smoke was not cigarrette smoke. The story gets better. The person smoking in their room, dropped their ciggarette butt in theur trash can, which in turn lit on fire. So yes there was lovely fire!!! I love fire...it sure beats all the false alarms we tend to get.

So thats my story and the rest of the post is lost to me in all this excitement.