read my mind
i got back from new york last night. i almost cried on the plane ride back, but i couldn't keep my eyes open so i slept the entire way home. i took 240 pictures on the first day i was there, filled up my entire memory card and didn't take any the rest of the time. i hung out with my best friends the whole time and i swear i've never walked so much in my life. i successfully took the subway from the lower east side of manhattan to the ghetto of brooklyn by myself and didn't get lost at all. it feels like i went through a time portal and the last 4 days weren't real. i got used to being there. i'm happy. i'm 21. this boy is driving me crazy, in a good way. i feel like it's all up from here. and bridget bought me the best present ever.... an albert einstein action figure.
pictures soon.
pictures soon.