Day 6:
-when I left the house this morning, my aunt handed me $100. I'm confused. But maybe it's a sign that I should get that jacket.
-6 train to 53rd St. for MoMA (Museum of Modern Art).
-well this is disappointing... MoMA is closed on Tuesdays.
-gonna explore midtown instead.
-there are a shitload of cops, securities and barriers on the street. Streets are totally gridlocked.
-no wonder. There's a UN conference, apparently Obama is lurking.
-stumble across 666 5th St. It wouldn't surprise me if Satan set up office in the heart of midtown. It's a posh, chic and rich area, the perfect disguise.
-I'm at Madison Square Gardens. Massive line-up stretches around the block. Thought a pre-season Knicks game was going on. It's not. They're lining to get in a job fair. 10% unemployment here. Shit.
-back at Century 21. The jacket is gone. Today is full of disappointments. Looks like the jacket regret will continue for another year.
Day 7:
-10:00am bus ride home.
-there's this dude that looks exactly like my friend Skylar, except he's a bit thinner, has a tattoo, and curly hair. Hard to decide who's more bad-ass.
-iPod full of podcasts makes an enjoyable ride home...
-...until the batteries die. Oh well, only 1.5 hours from home anyways.
-when I left the house this morning, my aunt handed me $100. I'm confused. But maybe it's a sign that I should get that jacket.
-6 train to 53rd St. for MoMA (Museum of Modern Art).
-well this is disappointing... MoMA is closed on Tuesdays.
-gonna explore midtown instead.
-there are a shitload of cops, securities and barriers on the street. Streets are totally gridlocked.
-no wonder. There's a UN conference, apparently Obama is lurking.
-stumble across 666 5th St. It wouldn't surprise me if Satan set up office in the heart of midtown. It's a posh, chic and rich area, the perfect disguise.
-I'm at Madison Square Gardens. Massive line-up stretches around the block. Thought a pre-season Knicks game was going on. It's not. They're lining to get in a job fair. 10% unemployment here. Shit.
-back at Century 21. The jacket is gone. Today is full of disappointments. Looks like the jacket regret will continue for another year.
Day 7:
-10:00am bus ride home.
-there's this dude that looks exactly like my friend Skylar, except he's a bit thinner, has a tattoo, and curly hair. Hard to decide who's more bad-ass.
-iPod full of podcasts makes an enjoyable ride home...
-...until the batteries die. Oh well, only 1.5 hours from home anyways.
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