Singapore in New York? It's true!
Okay so yesterday basically was awesome-day-of-summer number 3! (The first 2 being the explo orgey weekend and my spontaneous day with Lily.) I went into NYC and met up with my love Marc and Nic. We had a fucking blast. I met Marc in Grand Central and we took the subway up to West 72 and Central Park West and frollicked our way over to Sheeps Medow and chilled and chatted under a tree while waiting for dearest Nic. Then Nic came (with an H&M shopping bag of course- where he had bought a very metro blazer and shirt) and hours of molesting me ensued.
Then we frolicked to midtown and Marc had to pee REALLY bad. So he decided to start acting like he was mentally retarded all over NYC and it was the funniest most embarassing shit ever. So finally we just went into the Port Athority so he could relieve himself. Then we said hi to some other girls from Explo that were eating at Planet Hollywood (gross) and then Marc had to meet his mom to get his broadway show ticket. He was going to it alone because his dad couldn't meet him anymore so he was going to sell his ticket so he could just hang out with us. But then he felt guilty because his mom stood in line for an hour to get it, so he decided that he would watch the FIRST act and meet Nic and I again during intermission and not see the rest of the show.
So Nic and I had a craving for Miro's- so we walked 29387492 miles through the subway to get the N train to Canal street and Broadway and it turned out that Miro's was fucking closed. Neither of us had eaten in probably 10 hours or more and we were DYING about to collapse on the street when we decided to just go on a LITTLE longer to Little Italy. We ate in some restaurant and had some good times and good talks over pasta and salad. Then we took the Q train back up to 42nd street and met Marc in front of his show. We went to a Pizza place so Marc could get dinner and then we went to Starbucks and just spent our last few hours together. Nic had to leave at 10:20 but Marc and I stayed until around 11:00. We just sat in Starbucks and he recited a whole BOOK of jokes that he knows (mostly of a racist nature) and we were CRYING with laughing and the people in Starbucks wanted to murder us. AND there was a woman behind him who had LITERALLY like..5 inch long nails that Marc kept making REALLY loud comments about. Anyway- the goodbye was bittersweet and long and I am going to miss him more than anything. I had the best day ever with him and I can't wait to see him again next year.
THE END
Then we frolicked to midtown and Marc had to pee REALLY bad. So he decided to start acting like he was mentally retarded all over NYC and it was the funniest most embarassing shit ever. So finally we just went into the Port Athority so he could relieve himself. Then we said hi to some other girls from Explo that were eating at Planet Hollywood (gross) and then Marc had to meet his mom to get his broadway show ticket. He was going to it alone because his dad couldn't meet him anymore so he was going to sell his ticket so he could just hang out with us. But then he felt guilty because his mom stood in line for an hour to get it, so he decided that he would watch the FIRST act and meet Nic and I again during intermission and not see the rest of the show.
So Nic and I had a craving for Miro's- so we walked 29387492 miles through the subway to get the N train to Canal street and Broadway and it turned out that Miro's was fucking closed. Neither of us had eaten in probably 10 hours or more and we were DYING about to collapse on the street when we decided to just go on a LITTLE longer to Little Italy. We ate in some restaurant and had some good times and good talks over pasta and salad. Then we took the Q train back up to 42nd street and met Marc in front of his show. We went to a Pizza place so Marc could get dinner and then we went to Starbucks and just spent our last few hours together. Nic had to leave at 10:20 but Marc and I stayed until around 11:00. We just sat in Starbucks and he recited a whole BOOK of jokes that he knows (mostly of a racist nature) and we were CRYING with laughing and the people in Starbucks wanted to murder us. AND there was a woman behind him who had LITERALLY like..5 inch long nails that Marc kept making REALLY loud comments about. Anyway- the goodbye was bittersweet and long and I am going to miss him more than anything. I had the best day ever with him and I can't wait to see him again next year.
THE END