So I’m officially moved into NY. It’s so weird to say & I got here so fast. WAY faster than I expected to. I don’t know if I can call myself an “New yorker” yet. I don’t miss home though. I feel like it’s gonna come sooner or later. I just miss him. I wish I could share this with him. He says he misses me too. That makes me feel better I guess. I can’t wait for him to come & see me in 2 weeks. I’m ready to start school though. I want to make friends who love what I love or can make me love something new. That’s my rant.
