Nuit Blanche = Uber fun especially when you go with the right people. An encounter with a supposedly famous guy from Camp Rock, a late ghost, almost getting hit by a car while J-walking, a pool of questionable vodka, and an annoying subway ride home near a group of squealing girls. It was just an amazing night :) We are definitely going again next year. Hopefully, I can stay later next time. I must, because everyone needs to follow Muhammad. LOL. Abdul is too jokes xD

Zaynna has once again raised doubt in my mind about something I was so adamant about (that's the third time already) :| That is not good. I'm spending too much time thinking about this now. But why...? Maybe there was always this small doubt in my mind and she only made it surface. She knows me way too well. And that's scary -.-" She needs to stop going inside my head and messing around with it. What should I do? I think that I should just leave it alone. Let's just see how it all turns out?

PS. I hope your wish comes true, whatever it was.