Monday, May 18, 2009

The Thrill of a thriller

Ever wonder who came up with the idea of roller coasters and extreme sports/ events. Honestly many of them are peoples worst fear yet some of the most money is made from amusements parks. As though the adrenaline rush from the fear and the rides is amazing. For instance those with fear of heights will wait on a six Flags lineto face ones fear. The business made off of money is outragous. As the thrill of facing a fear is that much more exciting in an amusement park then facing them head on. As though the thrill seems to out weigh the previous fear.
I mean for example my fear of heights exists, however today like many other times i have waited on lines for crazy lines but regardeless of how far or high a ride may be, my fear is continually faced each time. As though this thirll out beats my fear, for a fact it does every time. So the question is, do we allow fear to keep us from our thrills or do the thrills beat our fears.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Sleepless City...

The home of 24hour Starbucks, Dunkin Dounuts and pizza shops. The place where night lights and street lights are just as bright as sun and day time lighting. Busy streets only tame down for a moment, when bar lines are around the corner. Where you can bump into more friends in one night then a class reunion. The night life of New York City. The ticket a simple thing really, however something completely uncontrollable. The token AGE 21, the golden ticket to the bustling night lights and the busy streets.
The energy shot to the sleepness center of New York, and the rockin' parties that never end. The home of bars like Contiental, CheapShot and infamous McSorelys http://www.mcsorleysnewyork.com/, the ONE the ONLY a legend on St.Marks Place. But of course only possible with the golden ticket. The sleepless times begin at the stroke of 21. The price of a city that never sleeps well that all depends; a pithcer of beer $15, a shot $, a cab ride home $20 a great time priceless. A ticket to the 24 hour underworld night life that is this sleepless city.

xoxo
Lori

Saturday, May 16, 2009

NYC=mean or just Newyorkers

Hello there bloggers, Clearly im am quiet terrible at blogging business...i must say however i am quiet better then i thought id be. Not saying much for my expectations of myself. However on to better and greater things. Ever been to New York, well I live in New York but after 9 months in Syracuse, New York takes some getting used to. Its quiet a cultural shock every time i enter the busy bustling streets of New York. I thought my pace was fast well, clearly I was wrong. New York just seems to keep getting faster paced every time I turn around. Its crazy how things are constantly being changed, upgraded and continually are going in New York.
I mean have you actually stepped outside onto the streets of New York, I mean really looked because I have and its crazy how many people pass one street corner a day. Talk about people watching you could get enough ideas from just people watching for a few hours, no need to waste an entire day. Then theres the fast paced and no apologies for rudely passing someone to just end up stuck at the same light as them. That always makes me laugh. Its as though there are rushing only to realize they are human like everyone else and will have to wait their turn. I mean really only in New York do you see such maddness, such rude behavior.
Seriously apparenlty uttering the words sorry take far too muh time for such busy New Yorkers. From an inside perspective you dont really realize how RUDE NEW YORKERS really are till you take an outside persepctive on the issue. I mean theres just plain rude then theres New York RUDE. I mean New Yorks def but a twist to the word rude. It is no wonder why I get stares when I tell people im from New York. Clearly they saw something I did not see. AHHhhh well then I guess its what makes New Yorkers special, its the New York "special" behavior. Where else would you be able to see the world in one city, bump into a thousand strangers and still not know the name of the guy you sit next to on the train everyday. OHHH ONLY in NEW YORK!!!



xoxo
Lori