Last night was a roller coaster. I felt like I was waiting in line for eternity, as the slowest day of my life went by. After getting all sexy, and making my friend Mike wait an hour, we hit the city streets. Only halfway to the liqueur store, I unfortunately became aware that my vodka purchase would leave me practically broke. As a student going to a school with no meal plan in NYC, there is a lot of money going out, and at the moment, none coming in.
My bankruptcy would not ruin my night! I was more excited than a child with a sweet tooth in a candy shop. Well actually, in the liqueur store, that describes me very well. Mike and I discovered this diamond in the ruff a couple weeks ago. A diamond because neither of us are of legal age to purchase, and it makes our lives so much easier when there are foreigners eager to serve the extremely large market of underage college students.
After the subway ride to the upper east side and a couple blocks of walking, we made it to heaven. My friend Claire has the most beautiful two bedroom apartment with lots of space, food, wine and beer. Mike and I have a small tradition to start off a night of drinking. Two shots, back to back, and then a mixed drink. After that we're on cloud nine, living life, feeling the beat of the music and letting ourselves move to it. The people that go to Claire's are all lushes, including myself. This is extremely dangerous for a couple reasons, we all become more intoxicated than we even know, we have to make it home at the end of the night, and then there's those damn emotions.
The roller coaster ride went spiraling down when Tom texted me to tell me he'd thrown out everything that has to do with me. After my roller coaster jumped the tracks and crashed to the ground, I somehow woke up from the emotional nightmare, and thanks to Mike, I walked it off.
I realized I needed some fresh air to recover, so we ventured out into the night. Free therapy had never been so helpful that night. So helpful, that after talking for ten minutes, it seemed like I'd left my problems at Claire's. Mike needed the therapy too, for other reasons, and I took it into my own hands to help him feel more comfortable with himself. I'm not sure we'll ever repeat the escapade, but I hope so! I met him the first week I moved to the city, and we've been the best of friends since. So after an hour and a half of walking and talking, we made it to our destinations, and said our goodbye's.
Full of life, full of fun, and definitely the best way to start my week.
The sexy, upbeat, techno, Brazilian pop song is how I felt the whole night.
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