Avril Lavigne - I’m with you (why are you looking at me like that…)

Life isn’t fair at times. Here I am at starbucks (first time I was in starbucks and only because I needed something warm to wrap my hands around in the freezing cold, I had forgotten my gloves, btw they make crappy coffee! way too overrated) Anyhow getting back to what I was saying. I order my coffee, and this really gorgeous Italian girl, must’ve been 20 at the most, sitting by the window, snow falling heavily outside… Comments on how much she loves my hair. Not only is she gorgeous… has that sexy Italian English accent, but actually LIKES the looks of me too, I mean that never fucking happens!! But guess what, before I can even say anything my teacher comes in and drags me out saying we’re getting late and have to move on. No damn it! I don’t want to see fucking ground zero, them arrogant stuck up pigs got what was coming to them. I want to stay here with the beautiful Italian!! He literally half pushed me out. It was like dragging the ugly pope away from a woman who was actually willing to touch his bitch tits… Such injustice exists in this world. God better give me something good to make up for what happened on that cold February morning at starbucks.

Apart from that the trip was quite enjoyable. While the other kids were busy buying their trainers, and perfumes and t-shirts. I was busy walking around Manhattan just looking at all the ugly pieces of architecture. The only place I actually liked there was the grand central. Lovely place.
You get such a feeling of claustrophobia while your there. Everything is just really packed in tight. So many people walking around. Especially Times square on Friday night, it was horrible.New York city really isn’t a place I would want to live in. It’s ok for visiting for a couple of days… but for living… not for me, at least. Another thing I noticed was the general attitude of the people. They all possess such a holier + stronger than thou attitude. They just seemed really rude. If you think the English can be arrogant at times, I’d like to take you to go to New York with me sometime…
Also, the people there, out of what I observed, were in general, uglier than the people in Manchester. No really they were (which one of you said Manhattan had hot people!!). The UK (at least the places I’ve been) has much prettier boys and girls than Manhattan… Call that being shallow if you want, but if you ever get a chance to go there you’ll see what I mean.

As for photography…I did take a few photos. Not as much as I think I would while I was on my way there. Nothing particularly attracted me to be honest. Or maybe I’ve just become too critical and I just think that some scenes, either aren’t good enough, or I know I wont be able to do them justice, which could be because of time constraints or a police lady telling me to put my camera away (that did happen three times, wankers!) whatever. I’ll probably submit a couple tomorrow to my deviant art gallery. Too lazy at the moment to download them to my pc.

On a side note. I think I have a crush on a girl at college… That is quite a big deal for me; I always used to think I was asexual. Hell i even jacked off to this discovery channel documentary on Flatworms and them splitting in half to form two of them… I wonder if her (the girl at college NOT the worm) looking a bit like my prettyful mother has something to do with it… (No you cant have my moms phone number refnulf! :p)

new york, america, ugly, people, trip, italians

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