soy in apple.

Still not what you expect. I stick out like a sore thumb whenever I go to the Bronx. Even in broad daylight, I occasionally worry about my safety when I'm going anywhere other than Lehman College or the I.S. 174 campus.

Today, I had an interview on Morris Ave and 140th St, which is a 5-10 minute walk from the subway stop. Once off the subway, I saw very few people and was just hoping to get to the school as quickly as possible. After a nice conversation with the principal of the school, I was joyfully walking back to the subway stop and had a number of guy ogle me like I was some sort of exotic spectacle and say "Heyy sweetie... you're a good-looking girl. Come back here." Now, I wonder if it were the short, the Asian, or the pants that awkwardly fell a little too high above my ankle? Mmm, sexy.

(Also, note to self: buy better trousers.)