Of New York City and The Way a Camera Smells

How many months was it this time?
Well, I finally have a free moment (which I really should have had much earlier, as it is Winterim.)
Winterim. That's what I want to talk about.
Winterim is joy. Winterim is where you don't take classes for a month. Instead, you take special interest classes.
Mine was photography, and we went all around everywhere and took photographs. I felt so professional walking around Suburbia, chunky black digital SLR (a Nikon D50, borrowed from the Swedish photographer who teaches our Winterime) in hand. I love the sound the camera makes when you press the shutter, and I love the way the camera smells. It's true! It smells like plastic, but like no plastic I have ever smelled before. Anyhow, we also went... to New York City!
It was my first time there, and it is my favorite place in the world (except perhaps Tokyo, but I've never been). The whole time I was there, I kept thinking of Rent, and (sad as it sounds) of The Princess Diaries. (If you've only seen the movies, you're missing out. The books are much better, although I wouldn't call them quality literature.) I WANT TO LIVE THERE.
We went to Central Park, and I could just see myself living there. Not in Central Park, of course, but it was so, so perfect. Just imagine.
It's the middle of my story. My story that hasn't started yet.
I am in my room, waiting for My Prince to come back. He has gone... somewhere important. Somewhere for something he wants to do. My Prince... wants to be a scientist. He's just come back from an expedition to the jungles of Guatemala.
Are there jungles in Guatemala?
My Prince wants to be an environmentalist. That's it. And he's just come back from an expedition in the fierce wild jungles of Guatemala. It's my first time seeing him in months, and I'm meeting him in Central Park. Central Park isn't his idea of nature. Central Park is manmade nature, compact, perfect nature. When we walked in Central Park before he left, he would complain teasingly about it. Now, I'm waiting for him on Central Park bridge. It is magical and amazing and THAT'S what New York City does.
I am most definitely applying to NYU and Columbia when I start thinking about college. If they have good English and Drama programs. I guess that IS something to think about, no?
But, ah, New York. Everything happens first there. I'm sure there are always anime cons in New York... it is NOT overrated.

Wistfully,
Rosie L.