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Pastries from LA BOUTIQUE de Joël Robuchon in Roppongi; aka where an embarrassingly large number of my meals came from. I’m more of a savoury pastry kind of gal and corn was featured in many of the breads that I tried. 

Minus the few hiccups..

Thursday I went to Winter Ball with two of my best friends, Beth and Sam <3 Danced our asses off and hung out with our other friends who were there!

Friday, won intramural volleyball championships! Then it got shitty cause there wasn't any parties so I could celebrate. But then some random dude from Facebook messaged Beth and offered to bring us wine! He brought his friend and I invited JP over :3 We all got sooo fucking wine wasted. It was quite an experience, consider it was my first time getting wine wasted and I was drinking out of a sippy cup. 3 wine bottles, under an hour. Dead. The two guys had to leave cause of the stupid guest policy shit, but whatever. JP ended up sleeping over and we all played Brawl. Didn't sleep til like 5-6 in the morning.

Saturday morning, it was time to go to the city. It was so and everyone was lazy but me and Beth  made it to the city with ease. Met up with Monica, Erik, Boofy, and Alex. Ate dinner at this amazing Tofu house <3 Then, went back to NYU to get ready to go clubbing! Us girls took awhile, but that's expected. So we all got ready and headed out to the club. But thennnnnnnn, apparently it was 18+ that night. however, the security guard thought that me and Beth were 20. So. Holla! We tried going to Webster, too full/crowded. Then. THEN. The best part happened. We went to this new hookah place since our usual one was closed already (It was like, 1 am by now) And let me say. AMAZING PLACE EVER. The security guard was Russian and he was so fucking hilarious. We got in and..THEY DON'T CARD FOR DRINKS. So, me and everyone else got two hookahs, and drank a shit ton. Oh my god, the Tequila I drank. I was goneee. 

Then got into a lil argument with..someone. Kinda sorta pissed but I understand why he's upset/pissed as well. But, Monica and Erik did have a point. If he was really my true, honest, best friend he would be supportive of what was going on to me. he would have been happy. But, again. I understand why he wasn't. 

Sunday, today. Woke up to his text message saying how he doesn't want to talk to me for awhile. Kinda hurt I had to admit, but. I understand it's for the better. I'm just super duper paranoid that he's not gonna be my friend anymore. But. I guess we'll see what happens in the end.

The way back here was easy once again, just with one hiccup. Got off one stop too early, but no big deal. Bought cake from Pan Ya for JP :D Can't wait to give it to him. Ahmmmmmmmmm, yup! The train ride back was nice, it's mad sunny.

And now I'm back in my room, relaxing. I'm so sore from volleyball.  Finals are coming up. I should study. But I'm so happy for this weekend. One big bang before finals.