kadmeia

OK so I just got off the phone with James back home and things are really good, we're just friends and I couldn't be happier. I'm in a good mood and I feel really good, we're gonna hang out when I get home and still talk and shit but like I got on the phone with him and I was like What am I thinking and we talked for a while and I realized that I'm not looking for someone back home.. whether I like it or not I'm in NY for at least four years.. this is my home right now and I'm not changing that and he agreed that he wasn't looking for something 3,000 mi away.. and I totally understood cause I was sitting there staring out at the city and I was like What am I doing? This isn't a dream, I'm not gonna wake up... I'm in NY fucking city and I'm still obsessed with something back home that isn't gonna work.
I'm just really happy and super good. I get my haircut tomorrow and I'm just gonna have a good time. I'm happy and I think everyone should be happy with me. I love my roommate and she's hella funny.

ARRR!

Off to my prison bed style mattress.. woot!