March 25, 2009
Soulja Girl, love it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7r_y2tgLDU
This guy is class.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aesSV4YjkAg
Redheads <3
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eTosQerWBzU
Gayest dance.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJMQAK85Cxo
Engrish!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MQ4gQ04y8TE
I hope I never was this awkward…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C1zY38p0Lpw
I want to be this man.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sEJA8tYbDn8
One of my fav prank phone calls.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7TkGz3eg-co
CSI MIAMI!! YAHHH!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sarYH0z948
Breasts. Olivia Munn.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Po2lGo7LIPM
Creepy cat.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muLIPWjks_M
Funniest Charlie Brown thing ever.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ImD3agVjb0U
This is extremely homosexual.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=evuCSMrAzA4
I laugh everytime from this old guy crying.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=81_rmOTjobk
TECHNOVIKING!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FwsntHcWiy4
Oh no.. Me rapping…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tztEJkeQyfg
Omg, I hate girls crying.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Sd-j0rKeKw
Gilbert with a nastyyy joke…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8wOTcv5E38
The Hills + Obama.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sypXY3TkNfA
Spanish accent + Masturbation.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3yyohMCKZn8
Big E Smalls + Hitler.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BhL0BMgbF74
HUGGE dogs that I see all the time near me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mDOMyj8UKw
I should bring one when I go out drinking.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5TvwhB_2-vs
Best singer ever.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O_cGaj6tzN0
Made an amazing song even better. How?!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JRRiNHTUVSQ
March 26, 2009
(I have a talk with Atron and he brings up a good point. I have nothing else going, just play with it for the time being, so I continue the stuff with Tiffany.)
Tiffany wants to do something today. We make plans, but they get confusing about where to meet up and I end up going home after confusion and not finding her for an hour. Long story, she doesn’t have a phone now.
I get home and we end up making plans for the night. I meet her near City Hall, we grab some dinner at this weird diner like place and stay there for a few hours. We then walk over to Chinatown and there’s an arcade there. Stay there for a few hours and play a game of Guitar Hero because she has to get home because of a 12:00 curfew. It’s 10:00ish.
The rest of the weekend is darn uneventful and I don’t really do anything. Go read dweez.yelp.com for food adventures.
On Sunday, I actually see fresh mozzarella for $6.99. Yummies. I should’ve bought like 10 lbs, but get one. It’s darn good with my new turkey burger that I’ve introduced.
Turkey burger on sesame bun. Melt the fresh mozzarella on top. Pickles, mayo, ketchup, and I put kettle cooked cheddar jack & sour cream chips on top. I know it sounds weird, but start putting potato chips in your burgers. It’s good.
By the way, listen to the Adele album.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qz7vGW2_5c0
March 31, 2009
Darn does it feel good. I had a Spanish “midterm” on Monday and National Security midterm today. It’s been an annoying past few days with the cramming, but with my nap today, it all feels way better. Lets see what the week brings ☺
I’m also watching around 30 shows a week. I know it may sound crazy, but you’re just not multitasking enough if you can’t pull it off. I’ll bring up some of the shows that I have comments on.
Legend of the Seeker- I’ve spoken about this, it’s basically Lord of the Rings on TV.
60 Minutes- Some of the interviews and stories are pretty interesting. Andy Rooney is the funniest man in America.
Breaking Bad- Best show on TV right now. A high school chemistry teacher dying of cancer cooks meth to support his son and pregnant wife when he dies.
Better Off Ted- A really interesting show. Reminds me of Middleman. It’s not a conventional sitcom and it’s quite witty. Watch it.
Tuesday 31 March 2009
Sunday 22 March 2009
Spring Break
March 14, 2009
CNF is at Stout and I end up going there. Before that, Nichole from Stickam tells me that a friend of hers from Rochester is in the city for a conference. I actually know Nichole from a Stickam channel that called Tea Time Chat. It’s like for chicks into Asian dudes. So it’s loaded with Asian doods and chicks. It’s weird that all of them are white. I end up getting the number of Nichole’s friend and we text for the night while I’m at Stout.
At Stout, Fuckin’ Bud Light is $7. The Magic Hat is $6.50 somehow. After the two beers, people are karaoking, but CNF and I just sit there for a bit and leave at 1:00ish.
March 15, 2009
At night, I go to Time Square to meet up with Champagne, Nichole’s friend. She’s staying at the Marriot Marquis. We walk around for a few hours in the area because there’s nothing open or anything to do. It was from like 12:00 to 2:00. Then she has to go back because she’s in the city for a journalism conference for her school’s paper.
March 16, 2009
I meet up with Champagne at 11:00ish and bring her down to the West Village to go Fat Cat. It’s a Tuesday and there’s nowhere really to go other than Fat Cat. We sit there and she likes the place and the music. I randomly see Courtney and Connor. Courtney is Corinne’s sister and Connor is Courtney’s boyfriend. The weird thing is that one of the last times I was there was with them three. I guess I introduced them to the place.
We stay there a few hours until I have to drop her off by 2:00. While walking near Time Square, some black guy screams out, “Hey sister! Why you with a little Asian boy? You like that little dick eh?”
It’s because she’s half black, but looks black and we’re holding hands. She said she might be around tomorrow even though she’s leaving.
March 17, 2009
It turns out that she’s only going for the parade for a bit and then leaving on her flight back to Rochester. The parade has to be soo early in the noonish time, I guess that enforces people get super drunk early and for the night too.
I don’t end up seeing her for the day, but she said she’ll be back soon in a week or two to visit and stuff.
It’s St. Pattie’s so it seems like a night to go crazy and stuff. I drink a bit and walk around. I don’t know where I want to go, so I end up going myself to Slainte, a bar across the street. I’m a bit drunk and a bit tired and surprised when the bouncer asks my year.
My reflex says 88 and he rejects me. Fuck man… It’s chalked to ’86.
March 18, 2009
So from the Asian Stickam room, someone from Jersey visits, Kara. She takes the train up here. I meet her at 3:30ish in Midtown. There’s no much to do, so we end up walking around a lot in bookstores and stuff. We try to find Internet, but it’s surprising how hard it is to find WiFi. We have dinner at Hale and Hearty Soup. She catches the 9:00ish train back after a lonnggg day of walking around.
March 19, 2009
So I’ve also been on this Asian community site. I don’t actually use it, but I just made an account. Some girl in New York messages me and we fly a few messages. I end up asking if she’s got nothing to do, if she wants to meet up for coffee. I know, online date yadda yadda, so whatever.
I end up meeting her at a café near NYU campus at 2:00. After a coffee, we walk around NYU campus, then the West Village. Barnes and Noble, a library in a church, then the subway down to the South Street Seaport. I’ve been there before, but never in the mall area. Then a walk from that area to Chinatown. We end parting ways past 9:00. Now that’s one really long date.
I find out that Candace, Damien, and Jonah are hanging out at CNF’s. I go there and we hang out. Drink a lil’ bit of vodka and a 22 of malt liquor. I take a few hits of the weed and go back with Jonah. A long day and sealed up the night well.
March 20, 2009
Kenny comes into the city to hang out. Jonah is around too. We go to Fat Cat before 12:00. We sit around for a beer while I work on 3 beers through the night, one Stout and two PBRs. Jonah has to leave by 1:30 and it’s Kenny and I. We joke about “race rating” game for a bit. White, Mix, Hispanic, Middle Eastern, Asian, South Asian, Black.
March 21, 2009
I try to be productive and go to my mom’s office near Columbus Circle to pick up a digital camera. I then go to the supermarket to pick up foods. Ramen, rice, soda, bread, roast beef, cheese, pickles, etc.
That’s pretty much my day and I make plans with Tiffany (date from Thursday).
At night, I go to Sunny and Annie’s. The Bush sandwich is real good. A roll with grilled chicken, half a fresh avocado, onion, ranch, a few slices of dried seaweed, and fresh sliced mozzarella. (I actually HATE fresh onion, but it was good. It was sweet red onion and it was sliced really thin. It helps give the sandwich a hint of flavor instead that sharp attack like thick slices on a burger.)
March 22, 2009
I meet Tiffany at 2:00 at Think Coffee, which is around the corner. We go to Washington Square Park and the weather is nice so lots of people are out. We see some people playing jazz and watch the dog park. The dog park is pretty awesome. It’s just tons and tons of dogs running around in an area. We then go to Starbucks and sit around for a few hours. We end up parting at 6:00ish because I should get some stuff done today.
CNF is at Stout and I end up going there. Before that, Nichole from Stickam tells me that a friend of hers from Rochester is in the city for a conference. I actually know Nichole from a Stickam channel that called Tea Time Chat. It’s like for chicks into Asian dudes. So it’s loaded with Asian doods and chicks. It’s weird that all of them are white. I end up getting the number of Nichole’s friend and we text for the night while I’m at Stout.
At Stout, Fuckin’ Bud Light is $7. The Magic Hat is $6.50 somehow. After the two beers, people are karaoking, but CNF and I just sit there for a bit and leave at 1:00ish.
March 15, 2009
At night, I go to Time Square to meet up with Champagne, Nichole’s friend. She’s staying at the Marriot Marquis. We walk around for a few hours in the area because there’s nothing open or anything to do. It was from like 12:00 to 2:00. Then she has to go back because she’s in the city for a journalism conference for her school’s paper.
March 16, 2009
I meet up with Champagne at 11:00ish and bring her down to the West Village to go Fat Cat. It’s a Tuesday and there’s nowhere really to go other than Fat Cat. We sit there and she likes the place and the music. I randomly see Courtney and Connor. Courtney is Corinne’s sister and Connor is Courtney’s boyfriend. The weird thing is that one of the last times I was there was with them three. I guess I introduced them to the place.
We stay there a few hours until I have to drop her off by 2:00. While walking near Time Square, some black guy screams out, “Hey sister! Why you with a little Asian boy? You like that little dick eh?”
It’s because she’s half black, but looks black and we’re holding hands. She said she might be around tomorrow even though she’s leaving.
March 17, 2009
It turns out that she’s only going for the parade for a bit and then leaving on her flight back to Rochester. The parade has to be soo early in the noonish time, I guess that enforces people get super drunk early and for the night too.
I don’t end up seeing her for the day, but she said she’ll be back soon in a week or two to visit and stuff.
It’s St. Pattie’s so it seems like a night to go crazy and stuff. I drink a bit and walk around. I don’t know where I want to go, so I end up going myself to Slainte, a bar across the street. I’m a bit drunk and a bit tired and surprised when the bouncer asks my year.
My reflex says 88 and he rejects me. Fuck man… It’s chalked to ’86.
March 18, 2009
So from the Asian Stickam room, someone from Jersey visits, Kara. She takes the train up here. I meet her at 3:30ish in Midtown. There’s no much to do, so we end up walking around a lot in bookstores and stuff. We try to find Internet, but it’s surprising how hard it is to find WiFi. We have dinner at Hale and Hearty Soup. She catches the 9:00ish train back after a lonnggg day of walking around.
March 19, 2009
So I’ve also been on this Asian community site. I don’t actually use it, but I just made an account. Some girl in New York messages me and we fly a few messages. I end up asking if she’s got nothing to do, if she wants to meet up for coffee. I know, online date yadda yadda, so whatever.
I end up meeting her at a café near NYU campus at 2:00. After a coffee, we walk around NYU campus, then the West Village. Barnes and Noble, a library in a church, then the subway down to the South Street Seaport. I’ve been there before, but never in the mall area. Then a walk from that area to Chinatown. We end parting ways past 9:00. Now that’s one really long date.
I find out that Candace, Damien, and Jonah are hanging out at CNF’s. I go there and we hang out. Drink a lil’ bit of vodka and a 22 of malt liquor. I take a few hits of the weed and go back with Jonah. A long day and sealed up the night well.
March 20, 2009
Kenny comes into the city to hang out. Jonah is around too. We go to Fat Cat before 12:00. We sit around for a beer while I work on 3 beers through the night, one Stout and two PBRs. Jonah has to leave by 1:30 and it’s Kenny and I. We joke about “race rating” game for a bit. White, Mix, Hispanic, Middle Eastern, Asian, South Asian, Black.
March 21, 2009
I try to be productive and go to my mom’s office near Columbus Circle to pick up a digital camera. I then go to the supermarket to pick up foods. Ramen, rice, soda, bread, roast beef, cheese, pickles, etc.
That’s pretty much my day and I make plans with Tiffany (date from Thursday).
At night, I go to Sunny and Annie’s. The Bush sandwich is real good. A roll with grilled chicken, half a fresh avocado, onion, ranch, a few slices of dried seaweed, and fresh sliced mozzarella. (I actually HATE fresh onion, but it was good. It was sweet red onion and it was sliced really thin. It helps give the sandwich a hint of flavor instead that sharp attack like thick slices on a burger.)
March 22, 2009
I meet Tiffany at 2:00 at Think Coffee, which is around the corner. We go to Washington Square Park and the weather is nice so lots of people are out. We see some people playing jazz and watch the dog park. The dog park is pretty awesome. It’s just tons and tons of dogs running around in an area. We then go to Starbucks and sit around for a few hours. We end up parting at 6:00ish because I should get some stuff done today.
Saturday 14 March 2009
Start of Spring Break
March 12, 2009
It’s the last day of class. I have my Midterm, which I think I do fine on, but it’s all based on how rough it’s graded. I spit out lots of information, but I don’t know if I hit what they want.
I start getting tired and have a bad headache at night. I feel a bit of an attack coming, so I’m too out of it so I sleep at 11:00. I set my alarm for 12:00 so I can wake up have a night. I usually sleep by 4:00ish. However, I end up waking at 6:00AM instead because I set my alarm wrong. That’s the earliest I’ve ever slept in years. It’s so strange waking up like that. However, it turns out that Corinne’s online. She’s in Tokyo, Japan for the week on vacation. I speak to her for a bit and stay up because I can’t sleep. I sleep from 11:00AM to 3:00PM though.
March 13, 2009
I walk over to Chinatown at 6:00ish. I get a Banh Mi. If you don’t know, it’s a Vietnamese sandwich. It’s has yummy grilled pork, salami, pickled carrots, and cucumber on a French baguette. I then go food shopping.
Onions, peppers, carrots, snap peas, and chicken for an Asian stir-fry. Guacamole for my hot dogs. Honey for my pomegranate green tea. (Tea bags in a bottle, water, honey, let it sit in the fridge.) Lean cuisines are on sale, so I get Swedish meatballs and Mac n’ cheese.
I get back and figure some plans with CNF and Bolanos. CNF arrives here by 10:30ish, Bolanos shortly after. We drink a bunch and leave by 11:40. We walk around for a bit trying to find a place, but we end up going to Sidebar. A place I’ve been to a couple times for NYU shindigs. We meet Stefan there and see Atron’s cousin, Ellyse. It’s a bit of a cockfest, so we leave after a beer. CNF and Bolanos are hungry, so they stop at Papaya Dog. Jonah meets up with us because he’s near. I feel bad for walking the bunch of us like idiots trying to find a place near Union Square.
We go to the place that I went two weeks ago. By then it’s 2:00ish and the place is a bit dead, but at least it’s a nice place. Stefan shows up at this place too, but we eventually leave because Stefan wants to go to Artichoke. It’s a long line because it’s a popular pizza and it’s late. It’s famous for their Artichoke pizza.
Stefan, CNF, and Bolanos order a pie. It takes almost an hour waiting. While waiting, Bolanos shows that he has Adderall on him and he puts one on his hand. I randomly grab it and swallow. He says that it’s 20mg and that’s a lot for me. He gives me symptoms, not being able to sleep, dry mouth, and lack of appetite. He says it will hit in 30 minutes, but he doesn’t. They take a cab back to BK and Bolanos is staying at CNF’s. I start walking at 4:00ish and try to find a bar for a beer. Everything’s closed though and I get back at 4:20ish.
I stay up a bit, but before 6:00, it finally hits me. I don’t want to sleep. I’m thirsty, though that could be from the drinking. I should be hungry by now, but I’m not. Then there’s also a rush of energy. It’s not something that feels drug enhanced. We all know how I can turn up my Type A personality and just zone and act batshit fast doing stuff.
I decide to listen/read the oral arguments for Hamdi v. Rumsfeld. It’s for class and I enjoy doing it, so it’s fun. I also stay on Stickam for a while. I hang out with Corinne a while until she has to go out for the night. Even though I should’ve slept earlier, I end up sleeping at 10:30.
It’s the last day of class. I have my Midterm, which I think I do fine on, but it’s all based on how rough it’s graded. I spit out lots of information, but I don’t know if I hit what they want.
I start getting tired and have a bad headache at night. I feel a bit of an attack coming, so I’m too out of it so I sleep at 11:00. I set my alarm for 12:00 so I can wake up have a night. I usually sleep by 4:00ish. However, I end up waking at 6:00AM instead because I set my alarm wrong. That’s the earliest I’ve ever slept in years. It’s so strange waking up like that. However, it turns out that Corinne’s online. She’s in Tokyo, Japan for the week on vacation. I speak to her for a bit and stay up because I can’t sleep. I sleep from 11:00AM to 3:00PM though.
March 13, 2009
I walk over to Chinatown at 6:00ish. I get a Banh Mi. If you don’t know, it’s a Vietnamese sandwich. It’s has yummy grilled pork, salami, pickled carrots, and cucumber on a French baguette. I then go food shopping.
Onions, peppers, carrots, snap peas, and chicken for an Asian stir-fry. Guacamole for my hot dogs. Honey for my pomegranate green tea. (Tea bags in a bottle, water, honey, let it sit in the fridge.) Lean cuisines are on sale, so I get Swedish meatballs and Mac n’ cheese.
I get back and figure some plans with CNF and Bolanos. CNF arrives here by 10:30ish, Bolanos shortly after. We drink a bunch and leave by 11:40. We walk around for a bit trying to find a place, but we end up going to Sidebar. A place I’ve been to a couple times for NYU shindigs. We meet Stefan there and see Atron’s cousin, Ellyse. It’s a bit of a cockfest, so we leave after a beer. CNF and Bolanos are hungry, so they stop at Papaya Dog. Jonah meets up with us because he’s near. I feel bad for walking the bunch of us like idiots trying to find a place near Union Square.
We go to the place that I went two weeks ago. By then it’s 2:00ish and the place is a bit dead, but at least it’s a nice place. Stefan shows up at this place too, but we eventually leave because Stefan wants to go to Artichoke. It’s a long line because it’s a popular pizza and it’s late. It’s famous for their Artichoke pizza.
Stefan, CNF, and Bolanos order a pie. It takes almost an hour waiting. While waiting, Bolanos shows that he has Adderall on him and he puts one on his hand. I randomly grab it and swallow. He says that it’s 20mg and that’s a lot for me. He gives me symptoms, not being able to sleep, dry mouth, and lack of appetite. He says it will hit in 30 minutes, but he doesn’t. They take a cab back to BK and Bolanos is staying at CNF’s. I start walking at 4:00ish and try to find a bar for a beer. Everything’s closed though and I get back at 4:20ish.
I stay up a bit, but before 6:00, it finally hits me. I don’t want to sleep. I’m thirsty, though that could be from the drinking. I should be hungry by now, but I’m not. Then there’s also a rush of energy. It’s not something that feels drug enhanced. We all know how I can turn up my Type A personality and just zone and act batshit fast doing stuff.
I decide to listen/read the oral arguments for Hamdi v. Rumsfeld. It’s for class and I enjoy doing it, so it’s fun. I also stay on Stickam for a while. I hang out with Corinne a while until she has to go out for the night. Even though I should’ve slept earlier, I end up sleeping at 10:30.
Monday 9 March 2009
May
March 1, 2009
I wake up at 2:00ish and during the afternoon, I watch an episode of Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations. It’s about “lost” places in the city and the nostalgia of that. At the end, they show a dive bar that Anthony sees as a dying breed of bar/pub in the city. I see the surroundings and interior and slowly feel that it’s a place that I’ve been to. It turns out to be the pub that I’ve been to a bunch of times with CNF, Bolanos, Evan, Jenn, etc. It’s an interesting place because it’s so dirty and grungy and has $4 Yuenglings.
March 3, 2009
Amazing Race is back on my list. It’s pretty awesome because it’s like traveling and vacationing, but through the show. At one point, they have to do a challenge that involves doing stuff for gypsies. One of the guys leaves his fannypack with money and passports with them. He then has to look for it and can’t find it. It randomly showed up on a gyspy’s caravan. Those fuckin’ gypsies. I would never trust them.
Another reason for that, Bolanos’ roommate, Brendi, told us a story about his grandmother. Apparently at Christmas dinners, the grandmother spreads his hate of gypsies because back in the day, they had stolen her chickens. A ridiculous story that I just couldn’t stop laughing at when were at Wendy’s in Binghamton.
March 4, 2009
I spend the night running through a bunch of Real World: Brooklyn. I’ve always wanted to watch it, but it’s not on torrent and it’s really annoying dealing with MTV’s site to watch the episodes. However, I butch through. It’s so exciting, again because I jump out of my seat every time I see something that I’ve been to. For example, a few of them walking around SoHo, Coney Island, Little Italy, etc.
March 6-8, 2009
Thursday, no where to go. I sit around for the night with not much to do.
Friday, I go to Chinatown the morning to get food. The food is meh. Again, check out my Yelp! Think Coffee is really awesome.
http://dweez.yelp.com/
At night, there’s nothing to do again. I sit around the night on Skype with Nikki because she has friends over.
Saturday, I try to figure something to do for the night again. CNF and Tom are hanging out in BK. CNF thought about going into the city to hang with Candace, but he didn’t. I could’ve gone into BK, but I decide to stay in the city and see what happens.
I think before 10:00, I start feeling a bit weird or something. I’m feel meh, it’s drinking night anyway. Vodka and Wild Cherry Pepsi.
A few hours later, I start feeling worse and I end up writing this. I could’ve edited this or not posted it, but I guess I felt like being honest at the time:
“It’s been a lonely weekend. I almost had a panic attack, but I drank a lot more to make me feel better. I’m on Stickam too, so it’s keeping me busy. I think I’m going to a bar soon too, myself, solo.”
I walk over the East Village and go to a place that’s suggested on Yelp. It’s a small place that has a lot of tables in the back with people sitting. The bar is empty and I just get a $4 Heinny and leave. I then go to Ace Bar, but I get lost because it gets confusing in that area. I get a $4 Miller High Life at Ace. It’s dying down by 3:00ish and it’s sort of a cock fest. I go to McDonald’s. I walk by the nice hotel near me. I’ve seen Sarah Silverman there. And who do I see, but Jason Segel! He’s smoking a cigarette at 4:00. I get back and sleep by 6:00 because I’m pretty drunk.
A boring weekend, but I’m glad Saturday night didn’t end up as bad as it could’ve been. I guess walking around and those two beers sealed me up.
I wake up at 2:00ish and during the afternoon, I watch an episode of Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations. It’s about “lost” places in the city and the nostalgia of that. At the end, they show a dive bar that Anthony sees as a dying breed of bar/pub in the city. I see the surroundings and interior and slowly feel that it’s a place that I’ve been to. It turns out to be the pub that I’ve been to a bunch of times with CNF, Bolanos, Evan, Jenn, etc. It’s an interesting place because it’s so dirty and grungy and has $4 Yuenglings.
March 3, 2009
Amazing Race is back on my list. It’s pretty awesome because it’s like traveling and vacationing, but through the show. At one point, they have to do a challenge that involves doing stuff for gypsies. One of the guys leaves his fannypack with money and passports with them. He then has to look for it and can’t find it. It randomly showed up on a gyspy’s caravan. Those fuckin’ gypsies. I would never trust them.
Another reason for that, Bolanos’ roommate, Brendi, told us a story about his grandmother. Apparently at Christmas dinners, the grandmother spreads his hate of gypsies because back in the day, they had stolen her chickens. A ridiculous story that I just couldn’t stop laughing at when were at Wendy’s in Binghamton.
March 4, 2009
I spend the night running through a bunch of Real World: Brooklyn. I’ve always wanted to watch it, but it’s not on torrent and it’s really annoying dealing with MTV’s site to watch the episodes. However, I butch through. It’s so exciting, again because I jump out of my seat every time I see something that I’ve been to. For example, a few of them walking around SoHo, Coney Island, Little Italy, etc.
March 6-8, 2009
Thursday, no where to go. I sit around for the night with not much to do.
Friday, I go to Chinatown the morning to get food. The food is meh. Again, check out my Yelp! Think Coffee is really awesome.
http://dweez.yelp.com/
At night, there’s nothing to do again. I sit around the night on Skype with Nikki because she has friends over.
Saturday, I try to figure something to do for the night again. CNF and Tom are hanging out in BK. CNF thought about going into the city to hang with Candace, but he didn’t. I could’ve gone into BK, but I decide to stay in the city and see what happens.
I think before 10:00, I start feeling a bit weird or something. I’m feel meh, it’s drinking night anyway. Vodka and Wild Cherry Pepsi.
A few hours later, I start feeling worse and I end up writing this. I could’ve edited this or not posted it, but I guess I felt like being honest at the time:
“It’s been a lonely weekend. I almost had a panic attack, but I drank a lot more to make me feel better. I’m on Stickam too, so it’s keeping me busy. I think I’m going to a bar soon too, myself, solo.”
I walk over the East Village and go to a place that’s suggested on Yelp. It’s a small place that has a lot of tables in the back with people sitting. The bar is empty and I just get a $4 Heinny and leave. I then go to Ace Bar, but I get lost because it gets confusing in that area. I get a $4 Miller High Life at Ace. It’s dying down by 3:00ish and it’s sort of a cock fest. I go to McDonald’s. I walk by the nice hotel near me. I’ve seen Sarah Silverman there. And who do I see, but Jason Segel! He’s smoking a cigarette at 4:00. I get back and sleep by 6:00 because I’m pretty drunk.
A boring weekend, but I’m glad Saturday night didn’t end up as bad as it could’ve been. I guess walking around and those two beers sealed me up.
Sunday 1 March 2009
End of February
February 26, 2009
It’s the usual Thursday relax night because it’s been a long week. I promise myself that I’m going to try out places near me. (dweez.yelp.com)
Go check that out, I’ve written a bunch of reviews.
I go to a pizza place that’s open late near me, Rosario’s in the Lower East Side. It’s Thursday at 1:30 and there are so many drunk people there. I go to order two slices, a fresh mozzarella slice and a bacon cheeseburger slice. During each slice I choose, a drunk well dressed guy in his 20s compliments my choices on my pizza. He then gives me a choice, Cal Ripken or Pistol Pete. I’m like… I don’t know what to choose. A friend of his walks over and adds John Mayer to that group. I obviously choose John Mayer. She turns to her friend and says, “He chose John Mayer.”
I don’t know what kind of game this is. One of the friends gives me a High Five for my choice. I then turn to see more drunk people walk in. Even on a Thursday, these people got dressed to go out, got drunk drunk, and then come here for pizza. When more drunk people walk in, there’s a girl that gives her “shriek.” You know that sound. If you don’t, next time you go out, just listen for loud drunk girls and that loud scream they do when excited. An interesting place at night.
February 27, 2009
CNF has nothing to do, so he comes into the city. I write down like eight different pubs near me so that we have lots of options. He says No to a few of them. We then find a place that’s not too busy. I get a beer and I realize at the bar that at both 9:00 and 3:00 (our left or right), there is a small group of girls. Going out, it’s very rare that you run into a small of girls just sitting there. Pure “prey.” I tell CNF that it’s embarrassing for us to be on a “date” grabbing a beer at a bar. He’s tired and we end up leaving really quickly.
I eventually go really late to get some McDonalds at like 3:00ish. While walking back, I randomly see some douche doing the “ballin” move. I then realize that it’s Evan walking back from Tuck Shop. It’s so random he’s up so late, but he needed something to eat.
February 28, 2009
CNF and Tom are going to a rave in Red Hook. I jump down to the subway and just miss the subway. It’s reaching 11:30ish and stuff and it’s 40 minutes to get there, so I give up on that. I go to a bar thing that is supposed to have lots of NYU people. I ask if Evan wants to go, but he backs out. I walk over to the bar at Union Square, but it takes a while and I get there by 12:45. It’s really crowded and I start off the night by getting a beer, but it’s $6. I run into Derrick and then randomly think I see a girl that I’ve spoken to from my class. I don’t want to be weird in case it’s not her.
I walk around for a bit and then finally ask her if I know her. It turns out that it is her. She’s there with a few cute suitemates. She asks if I’m there with anyone. It’s really awkward to say that I showed up myself, so I say I’m waiting for “my friend” to come.
This is when Pickup Artist comes in. She says she went out tonight because she bought new earrings and needed to show them off. I’m sitting on the couch with her and her friend. After chatting a bit, she’s in her seat dancing. I say that I can tell she wants to dance and she’s like Yeah. I grab her by the arm and pull her out to the dancing area. It’s a swankish, loungey bar, but there’s loud music and an area where people can dance. I’m quite the monster, I even pull the twirl move on her.
We sit back down and I ask if she wants to go for Round 2 of dancing, but she says she doesn’t want to just have her friend sit there. We talk for a bit and it’s slipped in that she has a boyfriend. I then say that her friends should be dancing too, so we all get down to boogie. It’s been over a year since Prague and clubbing. Dancing is too way fun.
She later mentions that my friend hasn’t shown yet. A bit awkward. I end up getting another drink. It turns out that one of the friends actually knows Lady Gaga since she was an NYU student before becoming who she is now. Apparently Lady Gaga had just called or texted. I know it’s hard to believe, but the friend calls her “Stef,” which is Gaga’s real first name, Stefani. She shows me her phone and I see “Germ An.” Later, I find out that those part of Gaga’s real last name. That’s so weird.
The girl from class goes to get a drink and I end up dancing forever with one of her friends. Then they all join and there’s the obvious “guy that dances over to dance with the girls, but they don’t want to dance with him so they try to avoid and ignore him dancing.”
After a while, they decide that they need to go back. They end up leaving. I stay a bit looking to see if I know anyone there. By 2:30ish, I leave. I walk over to McDonalds. A fun night.
It’s the usual Thursday relax night because it’s been a long week. I promise myself that I’m going to try out places near me. (dweez.yelp.com)
Go check that out, I’ve written a bunch of reviews.
I go to a pizza place that’s open late near me, Rosario’s in the Lower East Side. It’s Thursday at 1:30 and there are so many drunk people there. I go to order two slices, a fresh mozzarella slice and a bacon cheeseburger slice. During each slice I choose, a drunk well dressed guy in his 20s compliments my choices on my pizza. He then gives me a choice, Cal Ripken or Pistol Pete. I’m like… I don’t know what to choose. A friend of his walks over and adds John Mayer to that group. I obviously choose John Mayer. She turns to her friend and says, “He chose John Mayer.”
I don’t know what kind of game this is. One of the friends gives me a High Five for my choice. I then turn to see more drunk people walk in. Even on a Thursday, these people got dressed to go out, got drunk drunk, and then come here for pizza. When more drunk people walk in, there’s a girl that gives her “shriek.” You know that sound. If you don’t, next time you go out, just listen for loud drunk girls and that loud scream they do when excited. An interesting place at night.
February 27, 2009
CNF has nothing to do, so he comes into the city. I write down like eight different pubs near me so that we have lots of options. He says No to a few of them. We then find a place that’s not too busy. I get a beer and I realize at the bar that at both 9:00 and 3:00 (our left or right), there is a small group of girls. Going out, it’s very rare that you run into a small of girls just sitting there. Pure “prey.” I tell CNF that it’s embarrassing for us to be on a “date” grabbing a beer at a bar. He’s tired and we end up leaving really quickly.
I eventually go really late to get some McDonalds at like 3:00ish. While walking back, I randomly see some douche doing the “ballin” move. I then realize that it’s Evan walking back from Tuck Shop. It’s so random he’s up so late, but he needed something to eat.
February 28, 2009
CNF and Tom are going to a rave in Red Hook. I jump down to the subway and just miss the subway. It’s reaching 11:30ish and stuff and it’s 40 minutes to get there, so I give up on that. I go to a bar thing that is supposed to have lots of NYU people. I ask if Evan wants to go, but he backs out. I walk over to the bar at Union Square, but it takes a while and I get there by 12:45. It’s really crowded and I start off the night by getting a beer, but it’s $6. I run into Derrick and then randomly think I see a girl that I’ve spoken to from my class. I don’t want to be weird in case it’s not her.
I walk around for a bit and then finally ask her if I know her. It turns out that it is her. She’s there with a few cute suitemates. She asks if I’m there with anyone. It’s really awkward to say that I showed up myself, so I say I’m waiting for “my friend” to come.
This is when Pickup Artist comes in. She says she went out tonight because she bought new earrings and needed to show them off. I’m sitting on the couch with her and her friend. After chatting a bit, she’s in her seat dancing. I say that I can tell she wants to dance and she’s like Yeah. I grab her by the arm and pull her out to the dancing area. It’s a swankish, loungey bar, but there’s loud music and an area where people can dance. I’m quite the monster, I even pull the twirl move on her.
We sit back down and I ask if she wants to go for Round 2 of dancing, but she says she doesn’t want to just have her friend sit there. We talk for a bit and it’s slipped in that she has a boyfriend. I then say that her friends should be dancing too, so we all get down to boogie. It’s been over a year since Prague and clubbing. Dancing is too way fun.
She later mentions that my friend hasn’t shown yet. A bit awkward. I end up getting another drink. It turns out that one of the friends actually knows Lady Gaga since she was an NYU student before becoming who she is now. Apparently Lady Gaga had just called or texted. I know it’s hard to believe, but the friend calls her “Stef,” which is Gaga’s real first name, Stefani. She shows me her phone and I see “Germ An.” Later, I find out that those part of Gaga’s real last name. That’s so weird.
The girl from class goes to get a drink and I end up dancing forever with one of her friends. Then they all join and there’s the obvious “guy that dances over to dance with the girls, but they don’t want to dance with him so they try to avoid and ignore him dancing.”
After a while, they decide that they need to go back. They end up leaving. I stay a bit looking to see if I know anyone there. By 2:30ish, I leave. I walk over to McDonalds. A fun night.
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