...unfortunately it only stressed me out even more than staying home. Okay, here's a recap: I took a plane to Newark and had to stay there forever for my luggage... I'm slightly pissed. So I decide to just shrug it off and go eat. I arrive in NYC and just when I start feeling better, I decide to go to eat in Chinatown. Of all the times to witness a shooting... I've slightly pissed myself. I decide to just stop thinking about it and go back to the hotel for much needed sleep. Right before falling asleep, the worst sound wakes me up.... SNORING!!! I just had to have agreed to this vacation my aunt took me on. Next day was average(probably the only okay day because I got to see Dirty Rotten Scoundrels which was the highlight of my trip). 3rd day is the day I decide to shop for souvenirs for my family and a Father's Day present. Of course the damn personalized chocolate kiss I got for my mom was pickpocketed from me. Next day was all boring tours. I had to sleep on an AbLouger that night... it sucked. The next day I visited some family... slept on the AbLounger again. More family the next day... my least favorite cousins(whom I hadn't met before this trip, but in the short time I was there, they had earned themselves the title of least favorite). Next day, I finally got to leave....of course, the flight had to get delayed. Then the best part of the entire vacation...being HOME. I'm not going to be vacationing for a while.
"Vacation is not a verb, you moron!!!"
