Sorry for the lack of updates.
I've been incredibly busy and tired like right now it's 11PM and I'm about to just die on the bed.
This day consisted of me waking up ridiculously late. I woke up at 12, went to the Pier and missed the Circle Line Sightseeing Cruise. Ugh.
It's all the bus's fault. I don't understand how it takes 1 hour at 11am to get to the city when at 7am it takes literally 20 minutes. Fucking New Jersey. But hey at least my home is very warm, I love it.
It was raining heavily so I thought, what can I do that will stay open a bit later and is indoors? So I went to the Museum of Modern Art. I'm not normally a Museum sort of person, not even an art sort of person, but I got to appreciate the works of Frida Kahlo, Claude Monet, Pablo Picasso, Andy Warhol, Vincent Van Gogh and various other artists. Seeing Starry Night by Van Gogh in real life was more fulfilling than seeing the Mona Lisa in Louvre. That was a major disappointment. I genuinely enjoyed this museum and it was definitely worth the hefty entrance fee..
I ventured on to Rockefeller Center where nostalgia kicked in the last time I was here with my mum. Thank fuck I'm not with her. I wanted to ice skate but it was far too wet and I didn't want to damage my camera just in case.
At this point I was getting really annoyed with the rain and as soon as I went to post something on Facebook, mind you having 20% my phone decides to switch off. No. This can not happen. Because how am I gonna meet up my aunt and cousin later?! I had to buy an iPhone charger and charged it at Starbucks. Ugh. It's like I could've gone without it, but why do these circumstances exist? And it died again when I had 50%... I think the battery is pretty much fucked from always being plugged in the computer all the time or the number is wrong or something like that..
Anyway, after that we met up on 5th Avenue and ate dinner at this bistro/bar style sort of restaurant. I split a Creamy Fettucine Alfredo pasta with grilled chicken with my cousin, which was absolutely amazing and probably the only thing I had eaten that day. Not so great hey..
After that we went up to the Empire State Observatory to see New York during the night time with the entire city illuminated. It's definitely amazing to think how this city is pretty much lit up 24/7. I love it so much. It was so cold up there but the photos I took were stunning.
We walked around this other park (I forgot the name now, but it was near Madison Square Garden), and went to an ice skating rink and skated for about 30 minutes. After that, I got the bus home and was ready to get ready for a night of gay clubbing. Why was I doing this? I was so tired and it was already 10...
Oh another thing.
I went to the chemist to buy a fucking enema. I could not find one ANYWHERE. So I quietly ask the cashier.
"Hey where's your enemas?"
"What did you need?"
"Enema. A douche."
"I don't understand" (fucking Indian)
AND THEN HE ASKED HIS COLLEAGUE LOUDLY NEXT TO HIM AND SAID IT ON THE SPEAKER.
UGH!!!! I told him not to worry about it. Fucking idiot, who works at a chemist and doesn't know what an enema is, I even used an alternate word as well you dumb fuck.
So I got ready to go out and thought I was gonna miss my bus and bolted to the bus stop from home. It was so fucking cold and I was just wearing my jeans, shoes, ONE button shirt and a scarf. That's it. My nipples were about to fall off waiting for the bus which was 10 minutes late, and nonetheless I was so scared I was gonna shot in the neighbourhood, but my family assured me it was safe.
I reached the club, paid my cover charge, and it was PACKED. It was only 12am, and it was PACKED. When I say packed, I mean I was up against the wall. It was like trash alley Friday packed. The music was amazing and there were so many cute guys there. I was just dancing by myself and this Asian guy with his like older friend who was maybe 30 with eyeliner and chubby and not really my type.. Approached me and even though they weren't my type and I could tell they were hitting on me, I stayed around them so I wouldn't be alone all night. They bought me drinks. They actually bought me so many, that's how badly they were trying to hit on me. Tequila shot after tequila short, and all these other sweet red drinks I don't even remember. They introduced me to their friends and one of them was Serbian, and yeah, I got with him. But that was disappointing. The older friend kept trying me so bad and I just didn't like it. Like do not touch me. Ok I'll let you touch my waist for like a minute because you bought me a drink, that's it. Ugh...
Also can we create a rule that every motherfucker wears cologne when they go out? It fucking reeked so bad in there and I smelt like sunshine and lollipops.
I got the 3:30 AM bus home and I was drunk as fuck, and went to bed with a pounding headache.
Budget:
$10 Starbucks
$10 nightclub fee
$25 Iphone Charger
$25 Museum Fee
= $70.
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