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Go big, or go home

15 May

New York

This weekend, after spending the past two weeks digging myself out of boxes and cleaning products, I ventured out in to my beloved NYC and actually explored.

With my camera.

Ground-breaking, right?

However, it felt… Amazing. Like I was back in business. After a really lonely winter and struggle with the blues, I’d like to think that I’m waking up again, which, coincidentally, matches the coming of summer. I’m not gonna sugarcoat things; the past few months have been rough. Real rough. I lose all enthusiasm for school and dealt with a copious amount of stress and dissatisfaction at work. Ask any of my friends and I was one negative nancy.


But, this weekend I felt like the old Amanda, er the new Amanda… The more lively Amanda, I guess.

What better way to celebrate the gorgeous weekend than a little excursion to get monster donuts. Donuts that have a loyal (albeit cultish) following. My friends and I made the trek to the Doughnut Plant, a Lower East Side doughnut shop that has a damn good reputation for delivering fatty, sweet doughnuts. The line was long, but not as bad as expected for a Saturday morning. However, I should warn you that the shop is teeny tiny. One man working the register, and at least a dozen customers excited to nosh their brains out.

While I love a good cake donut, this time I was all about the yeast kind. They had a range of flavors including Vanilla Bean, Coconut Cream, Valhrona Chocolate, Cashew, Fresh Mango, Creme Brulee, and so many more. Resisting the urge to get them all, I settled on a true winner: the Peanut Butter-glazed doughnut with Blackberry jam filling.


Oh. my. god.

It was heavenly. No, seriously. I heard angels sing. The salty crunchy peanut butter glaze combined with the sweet blackberry jam was exactly what I wanted. Not to mention, the actual monster-sized donut was pretty stellar. Soft, with a fried outside, but moist inside. It is sad to see a donut fall flat and thankfully, the Doughnut Plant’s did the exact opposite.

Next time, I plan on trying the fresh mango flavor because I just can’t imagine what mango + donut actually tastes like.

Till then, I will dream about the epic donut I had.


mental health day

28 May

I can always tell when I start to feel a little off but most of the time, I don’t know the reasons behind this anxiety. A little frantic, less calm, and definitely nervy. Those are the best ways to describe me these past weeks. I can’t sit still, my mind races a mile a minute, and sleep escapes me.I was talking to my friend last night about the current state of California. From the economy to the government, it feels like this great state of mine is falling apart at the seams. I’ve never been more stressed about my job situation than I am now, and I’m sure that all state employees feel my pain. The not-knowing-if-you-have-a-job kills all hope. Going in to work everyday with these kinds of thoughts makes for uneasy work environment. When your supervisors and managers can offer no reassurance, you know you are in trouble. Toss in the ridiculous Prop 8 ruling, and you have got one big damn mess. No wonder I’ve been feeling stressed. I think the entire California population needs to pop a Zoloft and call it a day, but that’s just my opinion.

After a couple weeks full of this tension and constant insomnia, I had had it. It was time for a mental health day, full of bad television, books, coffee, and cake. In that order too. I may not be physically sick, but mentally I am way off my game. And if your brain isn’t working, what good are you?

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