getting good grades at school. hopefully i'll be able to perpetuate this misconception that i am some sort of prodigy
wearing my godmother's old wedding dress and giving her the illusion i was ready for commitment
keeping up with one direction from january to december, as well as watching their movie before the official release date with one of my best friends and a sea of hormonal screaming teens
calling my friend the moment justin timberlake began to sing "mirrors". the concert was one of the best i've been to
being followed by an accordion player in a red tuxedo all the way from union square to NoHo (he carried a suitcase and there were doctor who stickers on it)
running into david karp in front of tumblr headquarters while he was on his lunch break
being told by a security guard that the flower crown i wore looked "awusome"
seeing two amateur filmmakers get ready to shoot in chelsea market
finishing the lyrics to "wake me up" by ed sheeran as the words came out of his own mouth. the room was silent when he sang "but you drink as much as me..." and i completed "and i get drunk a lot!"
flipping a coin inside the MET waterfountain and wishing that one day i could come back. god only knows how i actually did, and very shortly after.