Being a broke college student has its perks, cheap day trips to New York for example. Even though we had to wake up and board the bus at 6am, the pain of being up and tired and cold was worth it... And, well, since we decided to stay up and not actually sleep, which really didn't work since I ended up passing out/napping at 4am, we were indeed tired, grumpy and cold.

We arrived in the city around 11 and were dropped off in front of the Met. The scheduled events and essential purpose of the trip were to be held in the Met but we had our own plan. Ever since I heard about Cindy Sherman's solo show at the MoMA, I had been dying to see it, and this was the perfect opportunity. The rebellious and fun part of these trips is avoiding the Professor's eyes as we take off in the opposite direction after getting off the bus. We had planned to meet up with Kat, who had moved to a cute little flat in Manhattan earlier this March, so off we went walking around Central Park to Columbus Circle.

It was everything I had hoped for. Seeing Kat, getting into the MoMA for free (courtesy of Kat's hook ups), oogling 9-foot Cindy Sherman prints, having a falafel from a Halal cart, holding hands in the city, meeting Keenan, kissing in Central Park... it's everything I wanted.