The Boy with the Octopus Tattoo.

So as I was walking back from 7-Eleven, I watched some guy scream at the girl he was with to “give me the fucking phone” and proceed to try and rip her backpack off of her. Not only was SVA security standing right inside the doors, but when I turned to look at one to do something, the guy only smiled. WAY TO FUCKING GO. If my phone wasn’t dead at the time, I would’ve called the police. People fucking disgust me. And I’m sorry to the girl, cause I couldn’t do anything to help her.

i’m putting off unpacking because i hate this place.

Today was wonderful:
+ I caught up with a good friend 
+ Established a sense of self-reliance
+ Found an awesome place in the City
+ Got free shots at a bar
+ Got my septum back

Oh, and I saw Oliver Peck around Union Square.

I may not love NYC, but it’s growing on me. 

Added two things on my bucket list:
- Learn to surf
- Open surf shop

Off to Hogwarts tomorrow. Literally. I’ll be in Florida until Thursday at Universal with my Aunt!

i don’t like growing up, and emailing clients about how they want me to bill them. and writing invoices and setting up contracts (btw, thanks lauraaa). it’s gross. 

something terrible has happened.
i willingly watched an episode of toddlers and tiaras.
ONLY BECAUSE IT WAS THE HONEY BOO BOO CHILD EPISODE. 

true fucking facts.