Well, I got back the other day from a pretty exciting trip up to New York City. Yes, I live in Jersey, and we take day trips up to NY, but we wanted to try to stay overnight and do stuff that you can't do on a day trip. So anyway, one day, my mom gave my brother and I each 30 bucks and a subway pass, and told us that we could wander around the city...within a certain area. Anyways...I took the subway over to Columbus Circle to check out the CNN building (because I'm a nerd like that). I was getting off the subway, and suddenly someone behind me did that kind of thing where you step on the back of someone's shoe and it comes off, and well, my shoe came off. I turned around to see who did it, and it was ANDERSON FREAKING COOPER. I almost passed out. He was a real darling to me, and let me lean on his shoulder while I put my shoe back on. We talked about the news, music, and all of the bands that I wrote on my shoes with Sharpie. He walked me up to the top of the stairs at the subway station, and we said our farewells. The one day that I didn't have my camera or a pen and paper, I met a celebrity. THE celebrity.
Oh yea, and the next day, I was in a store in Rockefeller Center with my mom. While I was waiting for her in the dressing room, I was staring out the window like a weirdo. And you know who walked by? CONAN O'BRIEN. Yes, that's right. Conebone69. The end.
I know this was a really weird post, but the first day of school is tomorrow, and I can't sleep. Therefore, I am on LiveJournal. Got a problem? Deal with it. Because it's French, bitch.