First Impressions

I think it’s incredible how much of an effect first impressions can have on the way you see things in the future. No matter how different the situation is at a later time, that first impression will always be gnawing at you in the back of your mind. As of right now, my first impression of New York is not so hot. And I really don’t see myself ever staying there for an extended period of time. Except maybe for the very awesome independent film scene they got going there with all the theaters and stuff. I mean the place was exactly like Hong Kong, except more spread out and a lot more frustrating to get around. Sigh. Now New Jersey, that’s a different story. Like I predicted, the place looked pretty cool. And I think I’d move to Red Bank just for the Secret Stash and the Kevin Smith landmarks that surround it. But on to more pressing matters…

I have to comment some more on music because of the rebuttal left by my beloved cousin Mahtab. I will admit, you made some good points about how great Linkin Park’s members are and how they have stable marriages and donate to tsunami relief and all that jazz. All of which are very important, but that doesn’t necessarily mean their music is any good. And when speaking of Linkin Park, it is positively clear that a stable life and marriage does not make them good musicians. But I’ll lay off of Linkin Park…for now.

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