Week two...

Hey guys, so I'm about to start another week at the agency (ies).

I have stayed out till 5-6 AM the entire weekend, and I look like shet right now: you are not seeing me on camera.

So far, we've worked on Degree for men, XM, and other things that I can't think of now coz I passed my exhauastion point like 3 hours ago, when i was AT THE AGENCY. ON SUNDAY.

hotness all over.

Right now, Mariah's blasting in my ear, air conditioning is drying my skin, and my lips are slightly parted, slightly chapped.

I'm in a cafe called "Esparks Coffee" kinda Chinky name. Feels like something that would near fucking Shida.Oh god, the horror.

So, last night/5 am today, I totally saw my first NYC rat/his entire phylum. I was with a a friend of mine, and we were totally having a...let's say private moment, and we heard this %!@#SCREEaTTCHH!!^*&^ sound, it sounded, seriously, like fucking velociraptors in the mist.

We jump. then the very next moment, i was in my bed. I don't even know what happened, but I think that I had a Rat-out.

bad joke. i know loves it.

I love my neighborhood, it's relaly cute and really safe, there is nice little shops and food and just cute buildings everywhere. The day I saw the place, I walked through a REAL OLD FASHIONED BLOCK PARTY.


I just realized that i'm super tired and boring myself.

peace.

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