I'll wait for you until the streets become sand And all the cellings in new york have come down I'll wait for you until the stars dominate the skies again
I have only been here a few hours and I already just want to go home, to Chicago. I miss Chicago so much... Its scary thinking I won't be going back there to stay.
Where can I go, if not here?
I don't feel like I belong anywhere.
This is the most frustrating thing ever.... Where am I going to be in January???
It has recently come to my attention that it is very smart to eat a bagel out of a bowl rather than on a plate, because if it falls upside down, you won't lose your cream cheese! Yay!