"Homeless, and parties, and cocaine????.....oh my!!!!" or "Thanks for lookin out"
So yesterday was going to be a simple feel good day. It turned into anything but......I had originally planned to go into the city yesterday to help feed the homeless....I made about 12 bag lunches which I planned to take into the city and help those in need.....which in theory sounds like an easy task....but was not when I finally got into the city....I was questioning whether we had another economic boom because I found myself saying "where have all the homeless gone?"........the city was just barren in general now that I recall....I dont blame anyone....it was freezing....but I was on a mission......went to Union Square to no avail but asked some officers where I could find a shelter just in case I needed to drop the food off there so that it wouldnt be thrown out by my o0wn hands if I didnt find anyone......they told me about Bowery Mission so I headed to Astor place, my rucksack and bag lunches now weighing on me in the cold.....on my way to Bowery Mission I found one girl about my age with a sign stating that she was homeless and any help would be needed.....so I calmy walked up to her with 12 bag lunches and proceeded to give her a few of the lunches so she could distribute them to friends she knew (the Bowery is known for having many homeless people in our age group).....walked to the Bowery Mission but with no luck because I got bum directions....so I went back to the girl and gave her the rest of the lunches.....she told me that there was a woman with two children who she was trying to get on food stamps so the lunches would be great help.....it made me feel good to do something for once then just think about helping.....she kept saying "Thanks for lookin out hon" and her voice still reverberates in my mind............So I'm in the Village area and I remember that my friend lives on East 8th street....so I visit him and immediately he asks me what I was doing that night.....I didnt have any plans and it turned out that he was moving in a week and having a special moving out party......so I was uber excited to be meeting new people and having a real good time in the NYC.......let me just tell you, you haven;t lived till you've walked through St. Marks place carrying three cases of Rolling Rock....needless to say the party was insane.......towards the end of the night my friends roomate had gone out to get some cocaine....he came back an hour or so later and I sat in the room as he and a few kids proceeded to ruin their sinus cavities.....it was kinda sad really.....the kid that bought it (my friends roomate) used to be so different a year ago......as soon as I saw him yesterday I knew something was up and he was in to heavier stuff....I dont think he has a problem with drugs, I just wish he didnt start so that he doesnt have a problem later on in life.....but whatever.....it was a weird wild day....easily the craziest night ive had in NYC thus far.