New York.
I honestly can’t wait to live there. I miss it so much and it’s been a little under a month since I’ve visited.
There will be things to do, even if I don’t have friends right away, or if I choose to just be anti-social and not hang out with anyone. There will always be something to do; walk around the city, shop, eat like a fat ass, go to the park, take the train, visit family, sleep, work, live, school. Something.
I’m scared to be out on my own, I’m scared to be away from my family…more sad than scared, I’m scared I won’t become successful. I don’t know, it’s all rather, stressful. What will I do for a job? A place to live since I won’t live on campus, that’s only if it’s my last resort. I’m such a picky person. I just NEED peace and quiet and I don’t need someone up my ass every ten seconds.
