I survived: St. Patricks day in NYC

In NYC, you have to see teenagers drinking and going insane in the middle of the street; the girls need more clothing, the boys need more.... improvement on everything. Me and my dad have to pass people literally falling on the street. It's SCARY! They're all like: "Blah, I'm going insaaaane!" and me and dad are freaked out. It's disgusting! You need to see the girls in tiny little skirts, or literally BATHING SUITS on the street, and guys with no shirts or their pants to low. But THIS is how you survive:


You need to pack a suitcase filled with one outfit, $300, tablet, and one book or magazine. You take the train to Astoria. You have dinner at a Greek restaurant. Then, you stay in a hotel for one night. After that night, you come back to your house or apartment. Make sure no one who is wearing all green is near your home. If there is, you go back to the hotel and come back the next day. If no one is there, then you go back in your home and life goes on. That means....

YOU SURVIVED ST. PATRICKS DAY IN NYC! Congratulations if you did, sorry if your didn't.