"Everythings Better on the Island"

Ok so the title might be a little confusing. I am not from Long Island NY, but I am sure that you all know someone..no a handful of people from Long Island that go to Loyola. In fact I bet you could name about 10 people right on the spot. Loyola is made up of massive amounts of Long Islanders and New Jersey goers. Now if you are anything like me you have asked yourself a million times, what could possibly be so great about Long Island. Long Islanders literally consider themselves their own state. Now I am from New York, but because I am not from the "Island" I am automatically consider an outcast among them. People who are from Long Island are constantly talking about the food, the friends, the beach, the family, you name it..its better in Long Island(according to them). Its always, Long Island this, Long Island that. So this weekend I couldn't wait to get my first taste of Long Island and here is what I have to say..

As my friends and I pulled into the "state" of Long Island we were not that impressed. We were actually looking for every flaw we could find because we did not want to be proved wrong. As we got closer to my friends house we were getting more and more impressed. Now here is where all my years of protesting Long Island comes to an end. Ok so the pizza was good, the bagels were good, the Italian families were extremely close so alright Long Islanders I guess you win..your area is pretty cool. I had an absolute blast at my friends house and I wish I had a few more days there. She threw an awesome party and it was really cool to see how large her family was and how close they were. Now if all the families in Long Island are like my friends then man I have been missing out. Her family went above and beyond for her party. Everything you could possibly think of they had. The hospitality was great and alright alright I'll admit it..not everyone on the island is a Guido (although a lot of them are). It was a great time and it has surely made me re think my position about hating Long Island..as for New Jersey, however, that place has yet to win me over. 

Who says traffic sucks?

The past few weeks have been interesting being back at Loyola. The first weekend I was here I went to my friends house for her 21st birthday. She had a pig roast which was pretty disgusting looking, but tasted really good. On the way home my friends and I got stuck in some traffic and got bored so we started messing around with some of the other cars. You know the usual, talk in random accents asking other cars if they knew what was going on. I mean doesn't everyone do that in traffic? Now before you think my friends and I are weird continue reading. So as we are stuck in traffic we see a really nice car next to us. We immediately start talking to him because well like I said before..we were bored. Now I bet you cannot guess the ending to this interaction so I will just go out and tell you it. The man was not just any man. He was Johnny Depp..no no I'm kidding, but he was a lawyer. I actually met a lawyer who owns his own law firm and before I knew it I had a job. Thats right..I got a job..in traffic.  Now unfortunately this is an unpaid job, but it still is giving me some awesome experience.

I had my first day the other day and I was doing a lot of paperwork, copying, etc. It wasn't exactly the most fun, but hey experience is experience right? Well on the bright side I get free lunch out of it. I mean everyone has got to start somewhere so I guess I cannot complain too much. I mean after all we did meet while being stuck in traffic. So if you take anything from this post know that you should make the best out of every situation..thats right even being stuck in traffic because you just never know who you are going to meet. So as much as you may hate your mother nagging you for looking like a mess while you're JUST going out to run a few errands just keep in the back of your mind this situation. You just never know when you will meet someone and well..get hired..so always look your best..you know-just incase.