Today strengthened my hate for the year to be over but just because 2011 is tom. doesn’t mean anything is really going to change. I’m not going to wake up/well the clock isn’t going to strike midnight and everything is a new beginning or changes.
I just had a really bad day thats where my hate is coming from. So my black snow boots died yest. The interior completely ripped off because of all the walking and then somehow there is a hole somewhere in the boots that all the puddles and hills I climbed in central park yest resulted in the snow seeping in. I felt my foot getting cold but who cares when your having fun, until its 11pm, your taking off your boots and your socks are soaking wet and you can’t feel your toes. Then today, I’m wearing my least favorite brown boots from aerosole and headed off to Times Square to wait for the ball to drop, as you can see i’m NOT THERE. I had my nice pat down and baggage search from the cops, had my new years hat on, but by 3:30 ,my feet were killing me. When I finally took of my shoes at 5, my toes were had bleed through my favorite socks. DISGUSTING. I think i’ve ruined my feet. I can’t really feel anything. I stuck a push pin into my heel, felt nothing and there is still a hole.
So what does the evening entail. Well I went food shopping, lost my cell, and spent 1/2 hr walking a parking lot looking for my father who had left. Now I’m eating really deliciously evil greek food and watching CAT ON THE HOT TIN ROOF. Preparing for the greatest night ever. I don’t care if I don’t see the New YEar. I’m going to do everything and everyone. I wanted to forget 2010 ever happened, I want to dance my ass off, loose my voice, and just do, not think just do because i’m sick of caring, sick of taking care of others, sick of thinking, i’m just going to do what feels right and have a fucking amazing time. Still don’t know where to go but the gang is going around to the normal hangouts along with 3 new places that are sure to be amazing. I’m happy the weather is warmer, didn’t wear a jacket today, which wasn’t smart, kind of having a runny noise but come on i’m sick of jackets and boots and SNOW.
I NEED ME SOME LIKE A G6, BOTTOMS UP, SHOTS, PITBULL, $ME$HA, stearo love, we speak no AMERICANO, bad touch, my enrique and some infant sorrow.
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE, BOTTOMS UP!!!!