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Feeling rather melancholy as of right now.
Just to sum up the past three months I have: moved to New York, started school at the Culinary Institute of America, had the flu and appendicitis within my first three weeks here, got my appendix removed!, done a few ridiculously stupid things, gotten another tattoo (or are those one in the same?), gone to the city a few times to see Hayden, went to an Armin Van Buuren concert, worked at a really upscale country club, anddd failed to keep in touch with people back home.
There were like 2ft of snow on the ground when I got here. Now it's spring and all the flowers are blooming. It's gorgeous. I can't remember there ever being this period of time in Texas, the whole spring thing. Everything's just dead and then it's green.
These three months here are the longest I've been single in almost four years. I can't say that I hate it but it's very lonely. Actually I don't know that it's the relationship I feel I'm lacking, or just having someone that genuinely cares about me and my well being.
I hate thinking about home just because I know it still goes on without me. Everyone is still living their lives there. Without me in it.
Howwww self centered I can be.
I want to talk without being judged.