It is hot outside. By hot, I mean East Coast humid hot, because it's only 80 degrees but muggy. It's not the hottest it's been, though, so I really can't be complaining too much.
I'm hot because I tried to be social and went to a student organization picnic at a nearby park. I don't know if you can tell, but I'm a tad more on the anti-social side in New York. In Los Angeles, I'm surrounded by people I grew up with, so I don't have an excuse to be anti-social. In fact, even if I tried to be anti-social, people will barge into my room unannounced.
New York is a place to be alone in some sense, and not in a bad way. Most people leave you alone and let you be. However, that means you have to make an effort to meet people, which is not my strong suit. I tend to let things happen to me rather than make it happen.
BUT, I made an effort today, and I had a good time. I had a good time, but now I'm sweating balls because I was outside in this slightly muggy weather. Small price to pay for new connections. I'm trying to fan myself, if you couldn't tell.
Off to go read!